After crushing the Demon Soul completely with an utterly overwhelming force, Lin Shuguang took out the Heaven Sacrifice Talisman and forced out some of his own blood.
Bang!
The Demon Soul, now a mass of energy, ignited on the spot, blazing fiercely.
Yet under Lin Shuguang's expectant gaze, no power flowed into his body.
Instead, some force activated the Heaven Sacrifice Talisman in his hand, turning it into a streak of rainbow light that burrowed deep into his mind.
"This is..."
Lin Shuguang froze.
He sensed that the Heaven Sacrifice Talisman had actually become a space formed from mysterious patterns, though that space was not yet complete.
Lin Shuguang looked thoughtful.
"It looks like an altar, but it's still incomplete... Does that mean there weren't enough Demon Souls?"
Bang!
The door swung wide open.
Surging blood energy was like the thick scent of blood attracting schools of sharks in the deep sea.
The Demon Souls wreaking havoc nearby swarmed toward it.
They charged viciously at Lin Shuguang's body, which was erupting with blood energy, seemingly desperate to devour every last trace of it.
In the blink of an eye, ten Demon Souls... twenty Demon Souls... fifty Demon Souls...
An ordinary person would have burst apart and died if so many Demon Souls had rushed into them all at once.
Lin Shuguang, however, had a healthy flush to his face, without the slightest sign of depleted qi and blood.
On the contrary, his blood energy shot out like a rainbow.
The altar patterns formed by the Heaven Sacrifice Talisman flashed brilliantly, automatically absorbing the Demon Souls as offerings while Lin Shuguang continued slaughtering them.
With the endless supply of Demon Souls, the altar grew increasingly complete.
A circular altar, its surface covered in mottled patterns, exuded boundless antiquity and weathered age