"Hahahaha..."
"Hahahaha..."
The grotesque-looking Yu Yingxian flew into the air and laughed uproariously at the thousands of people inside the formation, his laughter shrill and eerie.
"Let the blood sacrifice begin..."
"Let the Blood Palace take shape..."
"Come, come, come on... you're all mine!"
"Hahahaha..."
He Pingsheng discovered to his horror that he could no longer move.
A green cord shot out of the ground with a whoosh, then cinched viciously around his ankle.
Likewise, Wang Dun, Bai Xingjian, and the thousands of cultivators around them were each bound by green cords, then dragged down hard and pinned to the ground.
A feeling of extreme unease brewed in He Pingsheng's heart.
Perhaps because the Grand Array had begun operating, he felt the blood inside him begin flowing backward uncontrollably.
It surged from his heart into every limb and bone, then broke loose from them, trying to burst out of his body.
Fortunately, He Pingsheng was a Body-Refining Cultivator and could barely withstand the pressure of these forces, keeping his blood from spraying out.
But Bai Xingjian in front of him was not so lucky.
Bang...
In front of He Pingsheng, Bai Xingjian's body, which had already cultivated to the Divine Spirit Realm, suddenly exploded, spraying a mass of golden and red blood in every direction.
A living, breathing person who had been laughing and chatting, even joking with Wang Dun, was gone in the blink of an eye!
Bang...
Bang...
Bang, bang, bang...
The sounds of bodies exploding rang out all around.
A few breaths later, He Pingsheng abruptly realized that only three people remained intact within the entire Grand Array.
Yu Yingxian!
Himself!
And Wang Dun!
Everyone else had exploded. Endless blood turned into mist and circulated through the Grand Array, then condensed again and floated in the air