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"What... what the hell is that thing!!?"

Min Huang whipped his head toward Venerable Du'e and let out a terrified roar.

Ye Feng Han practically crawled and rolled forward several steps, shouting sharply in warning.

"Du'e! Have you lost your mind!? Stop this at once!"

"You have no ties, no family, all alone in this world—if you die, then you die! But we're different!"

True Person Zhiwei staggered forward as well, his voice trembling beyond recognition.

"Du'e! Don't do anything reckless!"

"If Chu Sheng truly falls here, it won't just be the few of us who die—our entire families, even our entire clans, will suffer along with us!"

"The wrath of the Qing Ming Chu Family is not something we can bear!"

Everyone nearby had already been scared out of their wits by the horrifying sight, screaming as they scattered in panic.

But the surging sea of blood had already formed an airtight barrier, trapping everyone within.

Venerable Du'e looked up at the Xumi Temple, which had transformed into a gigantic beast. The corners of his mouth stretched into an exaggerated, twisted arc as he threw back his head and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! A bunch of fools! Every last one of you is a fool!!!"

His laughter was shrill and crazed, like the wailing of malicious ghosts, making everyone present's eardrums ache.

After laughing enough, his gaze abruptly turned dark and vicious as he stared fixedly at Min Huang and the other two.

"Did you really think that what my master brought out of Sky-Piercing Trial Cliff back then was some damned blood-sacrifice artifact-forging method?"

"Wrong! Utterly, utterly wrong!!!"

His voice was wrapped in almost pathological fanaticism.

"That was not some lowly artifact-forging technique that couldn't be shown in public!"

"It was a genuine Ancient Great Fiend!"

"A Blood