All around us were densely packed dark-red blood vessels and red threadlike tentacles.
Ahead stood a bronze door wrapped in dark-red blood vessels, while Xiao Yu hurried toward us from behind.
The entire space had already become a writhing, fleshy stomach sac.
At a glance, the fleshy stomach walls were covered in struggling ghostly figures and human faces.
Many of the evil spirits below were entangled by the red tentacles, their ghost essence constantly being drained away.
The shrieks of those ghosts were endless, rising and falling one after another.
Many sinister entities drifted and fled about in chaos.
The sight was like arriving in the hell of Asura, horrifying enough to make one's hair stand on end.
At that moment, I raised my hand and fired off a talisman, blowing apart several red tentacles that lunged at us.
Master, who stood ahead, had already formed a hand seal with one hand and unleashed a Thunder Method at the fleshy bronze door before him.
"Thunder Slash!"
With a thunderous boom, an arc of lightning struck down and instantly exploded against the bronze door.
In an instant, powerful vital energy rippled out, while electric arcs crackled and leaped without end.
The fleshy blood vessels on the bronze door were instantly blasted to pieces.
Yet the massive bronze door showed no sign whatsoever of opening.
"Damn it, this bronze door is really tough!"
Master cursed.
Daoist Qingshan immediately spoke from beside him.
"Fellow Daoist Song, let us join forces and attack it together."
Daoist Wanyun and Daoist Kongshan nodded as well.
Both Daoists had also reached the Spiritual Wisdom Realm, and their strength was not to be underestimated.
Master nodded.
"Alright, together!"
At the same time, the younger generation and Uncle Yu guarded the flanks.
We kept the blood threads and tentacles