"Hiss..."
Seeing the changes before them, the two Wu Clan cultivators who had been about to step forward both sucked in a sharp breath.
The next moment.
The gaping maws of countless ancient beasts opened simultaneously, and a terrifying suction force erupted from the depths of the riverbeds.
Rocks, blood-red sand, even the surrounding Spiritual Qi—all of it was sucked inside.
Everyone's bodies swayed with it, and they began moving forward uncontrollably.
"Fall back!"
Pan Cangheng gave a low shout.
His five fingers clenched into a fist, and he smashed it viciously into the ground before him.
BOOM!
The earth split apart.
Terrifying power of qi and blood surged along the ground, forcibly blasting the leftmost riverbed—together with the countless ancient beast maws within it—to pieces.
The instant the riverbed collapsed.
The surrounding space rippled violently like water.
The remaining eight dried-up riverbeds rapidly shifted before everyone's eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the eight riverbeds overlapped.
In the end, only one long, narrow, dim blood-colored path remained, with no end in sight!
"Th-This... what is going on?"
Pan Yue's voice rang out as he hurriedly looked toward the Great Elder at the front.
The same doubts surfaced in the minds of the others present.
And as Pan Yue spoke, the gazes of all the cultivators gathered on Pan Cangheng, who stood at the front.
After all, the change had occurred because of his attack.
Among the crowd, Su Shi'er alone was an exception. Staring fixedly at the sole blood-colored path ahead, his eyes flickered with the light of Dharma. After a moment, his expression unconsciously grew several shades graver.
"Brother Su, have you noticed something?"
Hu Meier had been watching Su Shi'er's expression all along. Noticing the subtle change in him, she immediately spoke up to ask.
Su