Beyond the rift lay a vast plain, utterly different from the Immortal Domain before him.
Countless people sat cross-legged across the plain, forming eerie circular formations, as though performing some ancient sacrifice.
At the center of everyone seated in those circles, three utterly ferocious-looking deity statues gazed down upon all living beings.
Between the three deity statues, a white-haired old man held a divine sword and stared coldly at Su Mo on this side of the rift, seemingly saying something.
But the rift closed too quickly, and Su Mo never heard what he said.
Judging only by the movement of his lips, he seemed to be saying:
"I see you... we shall return in the end..."
Or perhaps it was something else with similar lip movements.
But what horrified Su Mo was nothing other than the appearance of those people beyond the rift...
A pair of pitch-black, pointed horns grew from their heads, and their eyes were blood-red.
They were neither immortals nor humans!
Especially that sword-wielding old man.
The divine sword in his hand carried boundless blood energy, as though it were the complete opposite of the Heavenly Dao Sword in Su Mo's hand.
Su Mo's Heavenly Dao Sword carried the will of all living beings, while the other man's sword seemed to carry an endless aura of death.
And the sacrifice they were performing felt incomparably familiar to Su Mo.
It was the same aura he had encountered underground in West City of the Nine Heavens' Imperial City all those years ago...
Only far grander, and far bloodier!
Using countless lives to achieve some intended purpose.
Only... this time, it was absolutely not as simple as Blood Pills.
The rift vanished, and Su Mo coughed up blood and fell to his knees.
The Sword-Ray that had pierced through