Rumble—
Long Haoyu had just approached the dark red pillar of light corresponding to the Hell Path.
Quite suddenly, a terrifying atmosphere enveloped this desolate world.
A strong smell of blood suddenly filled every corner of the place, as if every place was shrouded in a layer of blood.
Long Haoyu watched the changes that were beginning to occur inside the Six Paths Spirit Stove, his expression unchanged, simply waiting quietly for the complete transformation to take place.
His heavy breathing became much smoother at this moment, as he was fully prepared.
Outside the deep pit.
Saint Moon's pupils contracted slightly for a moment.
Sensing the sudden surge of energy from the depths of the pit, he couldn't help but furrow his brow.
"It seems that Haoyu has already begun to force his way into the Hell Path."
"The power that just fluctuated must have been the power of the Six Paths Spirit Stove!"
" Cai'er, Haoyu has already begun. Is there anything unusual about your Reincarnation Spirit Stove?"
"To avoid any accidents, you should go back and rest first!"
Saint Moon spoke in a low voice.
Unsure of what would happen next, he spoke thoughtfully.
Based on past events, the Six Paths Spirit Stove and the Reincarnation Spirit Stove are closely related.
The forced entry into the Six Paths Spirit Stove has begun, and the feedback from the Reincarnation Spirit Stove is uncertain.
Back in the Holy City, Cai'er suffered a backlash from this, which ultimately caused her to faint and remain unconscious.
At that time, Long Haoyu was still engaged in normal cultivation.
Now...
What Long Haoyu did was to forcibly enter the Hell Path, one of the Six Paths, and he really wasn't sure if Cai'er would be affected by it.
Cai'er coldly replied, "I don't need to go back. I will stay here and wait for Haoyu to come out!"
" Cai'er, why are you doing this?" Saint Moon sighed.
Cai'er stopped answering Saint Moon's question.
At this moment, she had made up her mind.
Even if...
There is indeed a possibility that Long Haoyu's forced entry into the Hell Path might cause some side effects.
But at this point, these so-called cascading effects were not even within her consideration.
Unwavering determination is essential; at this moment, no fluctuation is allowed.
Saint Moon was speechless, sensing the resolute emotion emanating from Cai'er, and shook his head helplessly.
His deep gaze returned to looking down into the pit.
Inside the deep pit.
In the Trial Grounds of the Reincarnation Spirit Stove.
The crimson mist had suppressed the deathly silence that existed in this place.
If this place was originally a place of deathly stillness and despair, then after being affected by the blood-red mist, it has become a place of madness.
Simply being in such a place allows all negative emotions to erupt to their maximum extent.
Madness seems to be the true dominant theme here.
Beneath the madness lies the scent of slaughter, which can lead a crazed person to evolve into Berserk Demon killer.
Long Haoyu stood here like a wooden stake.
A dark red light surged around him, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding blood-red mist.
even...
The gray Six Paths Spirit Stove now seemed to have turned blood red.
The body remains in this state, but the consciousness remains within the inner Trial World of the Six Paths Spirit Stove.
Blood lay strewn across the earth.
Corpses littered the field, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Like the Undead World, in that dark world, lava flowed like rivers on the ground.
And here...
Blood-red liquid replaced the lava, and the ravines and gullies of the land were filled with sorrow.
The countless corpses provide an absolute thrill to anyone who finds themselves here.
Long Haoyu calmly observed everything around him; this wasn't his first time visiting such a place.
The last time I helped Lin Xin understand himself, he came to a place like this.
Or rather, after gaining control of a small portion of the Hell Path, they were already able to enter and exit this place.
The only difference is that this time he came here as a firsthand witness.
"It seems there have been many changes. Is it because I'm going to force my way in? So things are constantly changing here."
After observing the situation for a long time, Long Haoyu muttered to himself, "Compared to last time, the stench here seems even stronger."
"If we are going to force our way through, does that mean we want to completely step onto the top of this world and rule it as the master?"
Long Haoyu pondered this question thoughtfully.
Unsure how to force my way in, I can only guess based on my innermost thoughts.
As these thoughts arose, a warm, comforting voice seemed to echo from the depths of my heart.
Feeling the call from the depths of his heart, Long Haoyu set his sights on a small path in this blood-soaked world.
Numerous illusions appeared along this path, appearing as people he knew.
Unlike the real world, the acquaintances in this illusion seem to be crying out in anguish to him.
"These illusions alone are not enough to affect my true nature!"
"Last time, I was worried about something unexpected happening, so I didn't go all the way down this road. Now that I've decided to force my way through, I'll see what's at the end of this path."
Long Haoyu whispered to himself, fearlessly walking towards the path where he hadn't reached the end last time.
With each step, it felt as if blood was splashing up from the ground.
His robes seemed to be stained red by the splattered blood.
At the same time, Blood Lotus bloomed on both sides of the path, blooming like spider lilies.
Ignoring all of this, Long Haoyu's eyes gleamed with a brilliant light.
Presumably due to the unique nature of the Hell Path, he felt the surrounding influences become increasingly profound with each step he took.
The existence of demons and monsters seemed to have some impact on his unwavering will.
Just like Lin Xin back then, one can't help but sink into it.
Long Haoyu paused for a moment, regaining his inner conviction, and continued walking deeper into the area.
This time, unlike before, when he took another step, the sea of blood on both sides of the path turned into a wasteland.
Tombstones rise from the ground, each bearing a portrait and epitaph of an acquaintance, as if everyone he encountered in his past life is buried here.
The barren mountains stretched endlessly, until far away, there was a blood-red mountain range.
Unlike the paths on either side, this time there was only one tombstone standing on the mountain.
Before he had even gotten very close to the Crimson Mountain Range, Long Haoyu could already see the epitaphs on the Bloodstained Tombstone on the mountain.
Then, I also saw the names on the tombstones and the portraits of the people inside.
The image was none other than himself!