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The high priest looked at him with a fanatical expression. He looked a little creepy.

He mumbled, “No matter how much demonic beast blood is spilt here, it can’t be compared to real dragon blood. It’s a shame that back then, Long Zhan’s blood was already contaminated. In addition, he was seriously injured and didn’t have long to live. So, he was of no use to me at that time.”

“All those demonic beasts I killed were not enough. I thought that it would take some time for Master to arrive. I had not expected the dragon clan to still exist in this world. Master will definitely like such powerful blood.”

“Long Zhan! Be it 1000 years ago or 1000 years later, you’re destined to be defeated by us.”

It turned out that the strange disappearance of the demonic beasts around the vicinity of the cave earlier was indeed the work of this high priest.

The current Qian Yuan’s cultivation was definitely not comparable to Long Zhan’s back then. However, he had received the inheritance of the Dragon Pearl and had Ye Xuan’s help to remove the impurities in his blood, evolving into a true dragon.

The divine power in the blood was about the same as Long Zhan’s.

The high priest laughed madly.

A rustling sound rang out in the darkness as if something was crawling up. The ancient, decaying altar became as red as blood, filled with an ominous smell.

As he lost too much blood, Qian Yuan’s face became extremely pale. However, there was no golden blood in the altar. All of it was absorbed, and the interior of the altar became even darker.

Red lines appeared on the inside of the altar. They were barely visible, but they gradually solidified and quickly spread across the entire altar, forming a series of complex symbols and patterns.

A thick nauseating smell of blood filled the air. However, the high priest took a deep breath, as if it was the most wonderful smell.

“Master, please wake up.”

A pained expression flashed across Qian Yuan’s face. A faint golden light appeared in his dark eyes, indicating that his consciousness was recovering and that he was in a frenzied battle with the high priest’s will.

“What are you scheming?” he asked with difficulty.

Although Qian Yuan wanted to go and help Ye Xuan and Shen Changling, he was helpless.

The high priest waved his hands and answered with a fanatical expression, “Of course, I wish for Master to descend.”

Although Qian Yuan knew nothing of the high priest’s background, just based on the latter’s actions and methods, the master he spoke of was definitely not a good person.

“I won’t let you have your way.”

Qian Yuan tried his best to wrestle back ownership of his body, breaking free from the control of the high priest. However, it was as if there was an insurmountable mountain pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The high priest looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a corpse. He said, “Don’t waste your energy struggling. No one can stop the arrival of Master. Your flesh and blood can become His nutrients. You should feel extremely honored.”

Qian Yuan’s eyes were wide open and bloodshot. He could clearly feel the drop in his body temperature. Even though he was a member of the dragon clan, he could not help but shiver at this moment.

The blood vessels inside the altar had already overflowed, as if they were alive. They spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web, and some of them had even reached the bottom of Qian Yuan’s feet and were trying to climb up his legs.

Bright red blood vessels covered the entire altar. Red veins could be seen everywhere. They were densely packed. From a distance, they looked like the blood veins of some human creature. It even felt like there was blood flowing inside.

Bang. Bang.

An extremely strange sound rang out in Qian Yuan’s ears. It seemed both far and near, containing some kind of indescribable rhythm.

The sound came again and again, and Qian Yuan felt a splitting headache. Even his heart was in unbearable pain, as if it was being clenched tightly by two invisible hands.

The voice was getting louder and louder, and the malice mixed in it was also about to surge out. It was like countless vengeful souls howling in his ears. The sharp sound could pierce through everything.

Fortunately, Qianyuan was of the dragon clan, which had strong bodies and powerful spirits. If it were anyone else, they would have bled to death from their seven orifices.

Qian Yuan felt groggy, as if his head was occupied by something. He tried his best to sense his surroundings and finally found that the sound seemed to be coming from the altar.

At this moment, Ye Xuan and Shen Changling, who were overwhelmed by the humanoid creatures, also heard the faint sound.

Shen Changling’s eyes turned red the moment he heard the sound. Blood vessels filled his eyeballs, and they were on the verge of popping out of their sockets.

Fresh blood oozed out from his orifices as he breathed. The surrounding humanoid creatures became even more maniacal after coming in contact with his blood.

Ye Xuan’s condition was better than his, but he felt a little dizzy. He began to lose focus, and his whole body became disoriented.

He quickly covered Shen Changling’s ears with his spiritual power and shouted, “Stop listening to the weird sound!”

Perhaps due to his method working, Shen Changling recovered his consciousness momentarily. He quickly closed off his five senses and communicated with Ye Xuan using his divine sense.

Shen Changling had to deal with these troublesome humanoid creatures while being disturbed by this strange sound. It was becoming more and more taxing for him.

The humanoid creatures seemed to have been injected with steroids; their attacks became even fiercer.

“Elder Ye, what is that sound?”

Since they were surrounded, they could no longer see what was happening on the altar clearly, nor did they know Qian Yuan’s situation. All they could see was the overwhelming black tide of countless humanoid creatures.