In the void, clumps of blood suddenly burst open one after another, dragging living beings into them.
These blood clumps did not only pull at the living beings who were still alive; even the corpses were all gathered into them.
Behind these blood clumps, there was also a transparent spirit thread, connected precisely to the demonic dragon pillar at the very center of the void.
As the blood clumps pulled, the bodies of living beings melted one after another, becoming part of the blood clumps, while soul-shadows appeared one after another and followed the spirit threads toward the pillar in the middle.
Among these trapped cultivators, there was naturally no lack of fourth-rank Demon Kings and Golden Core cultivators.
They were extremely fast, and they had large numbers of life-saving measures, allowing them to avoid being swallowed by the blood clumps. But even if they escaped the blood clumps for a short while, they were still within the formation, and none of them could break it.
The strength of that formation was even much more formidable than that sixth-rank mountain-protecting grand formation.
Clearly, Nine Infants Divine Lord had long anticipated that such a crisis would exist. The formation he had laid out was actually meant to seize the Daos of all of Penglai.
Such myriad Daos were jumbled and disorderly, containing all kinds of divine souls and divine senses, mixed and chaotic. If an ordinary cultivator wanted to devour and seize these Daos, even a Void Refinement Venerable might not necessarily succeed.
They might even end up suffering qi deviation, self-destructing, and dying.
But at this moment, Nine Infants Divine Lord clearly could not be counted as a normal person.
Two additional arms had appeared on his body. These two arms seemed to be human arms, yet they were covered