"Go destroy the Warning Formation."
Luo Yiyi gave the order in a low voice.
Several formation masters immediately stepped forward, spiritual power surging at their fingertips.
Following the lines of the formation foundation, they dismantled the Warning Formation in just a few moves.
Not the slightest alarm was triggered throughout the process.
"Move."
Luo Yiyi waved her hand.
The team continued advancing inward.
The deeper they went, the more brilliant the blood-red light of the sacrifice became.
The stench of blood in the air also grew thicker and thicker.
After passing through another two checkpoints,
the view suddenly opened up ahead.
A broad stone platform appeared.
At the center of the platform was a massive blood-colored Formation Pattern.
Thick, viscous blood flowed within the Formation Pattern.
Dozens of bound Devil Race captives were nailed to the nodes of the Formation Pattern.
The blood throughout their bodies was slowly flowing along the patterns into the formation eye.
Many of them were already barely clinging to life, their breaths weak.
More than two hundred bizarre soldiers stood guard around the stone platform.
Their leader was a commander at the Immortal Sovereign Late Stage, sitting with his eyes closed in meditation.
This was the eastern Blood Sacrifice Sub-Formation.
"Save the people, destroy the formation, kill the commander."
Luo Yiyi's voice was cold as she swiftly gave the order.
"Attack!"
Before her words had even faded,
she moved first.
Her slender hand lifted lightly.
Pink Foxfire drifted out like snow filling the sky.
It silently floated toward those bizarre soldiers.
When the Foxfire landed on them, it made no sound of burning flesh.
Instead, it burrowed directly into their seas of consciousness.
"Urgh—"
Muffled groans rang out one after another.
The more than two hundred bizarre soldiers did not even have time to react.