A Second Transaction

Hanging high in the heavenly vault was a round blood-colored moon.

It had sunk to the vast horizon, revealing only half its body, bathing everything before them in crimson as red as blood, as though the earth had been paved into a sea of blood, filled with strangeness and ill omen.

The ground was covered in flowers. Flowers without leaves, all crimson red, densely scattered everywhere, as if they stretched beyond the reach of the eye.

Lin Chen walked straight through this boundless sea of blood-red flowers. Yet the blossoms beneath his feet swayed strangely between earth and sky; their funnel-shaped blooms resembled blood-red palms, swaying without wind.

At the roots of the stems lay not only soil, but heaps of white bones—human skeletons, the serrated teeth of demon beasts, and the gray haze left behind by dead monsters... as if countless lives had been buried here.

As far as the eye could see, everything was a blood-like red. At the very center stood an exceptionally enormous Ancient Mansion.

The Ancient Mansion was exceedingly old, covered everywhere in rust stains. Yet, strangely, there was not a trace of moss or grass. Instead, gray-black dust lay everywhere. At the entrance, two red lanterns unexpectedly hung, each bearing the character for double happiness, carrying an indescribably seductive eeriness.

At This Moment, the Ancient Mansion had somehow already opened. A bride dressed in a bright red wedding robe and veiled in red led a naked male cultivator, and they had evidently been waiting here for quite some time.

This Spirit Medium Bride could actually directly devour a Spirit Transformation cultivator of the same rank and turn them into Provisions for her own growth...

Lin Chen glanced at Nether Prison Daoist, master of the Immortal Alliance Dark Department beside the Spirit Medium Bride, and