Chapter 1913 - 29: The Emergence of the Yellow Mud Platform

Many people rushed onto the street, their expressions puzzled, unsure of what was happening.

The entire ancient city was trembling, truly too bizarre.

Crack, crack.

Soon, the ground began to crack open.

Black fog spread out.

The vast Thunder City was entirely shrouded in black fog.

It was like being unable to see one’s own fingers.

Thunder City was already eerie enough.

Now it’s covered in black fog.

This is too terrifying.

Many people were so frightened their faces turned pale.

"Bang, bang, bang...".

In the darkness, waves of horrific forces surged from the cracked earth.

Soon, cultivators began to collapse onto the ground.

All those cultivators fell face down, dying tragically on the spot.

Beside Lin Feng, many cultivators also died tragically, none spared.

"Burial Soil... sacrifice...".

Seeing this scene, horror appeared on his face.

Previously, there had been instances of "Burial Soil... sacrifice..." where cultivators died tragically face down.

But the number of dead cultivators wasn’t particularly large.

However, now.

Strange events occurred within the ancient city.

The ground of the ancient city cracked, with black fog everywhere.

A large number of cultivators died tragically.

They didn’t even know how they died.

It was as if an invisible force instantly stripped them of their lives.

Truly making one feel both incredulous and deeply uneasy and horrified at the same time.

The Demon Monarch said, "This is trouble! I’m afraid that terrifying being suppressed beneath Thunder City is about to emerge!"

Lin Feng’s face suddenly changed.

The appearance of Burial Soil itself signifies the need to sacrifice some terrible dead spirit.

Now.

A large number of cultivators have been sacrificed.

Indeed, as the Demon Monarch said, this terrifying being might really be about to emerge.

Suppressed beneath Thunder City.

Lin Feng couldn’t help but speculate if this dreadful evil spirit was suppressed by the Thunder God years ago?

Even.

The fall of the Thunder God might be related to that evil spirit.

Now, the evil spirit is emerging.

Once it truly reappears in the world.

No one would be able to survive.

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt a terrible energy enveloping his body, a very eerie force.

As though intent on destroying his Power of Life.

This was extremely frightening.

"Is this the energy that killed so many people? This is Burial Soil... sacrifice, and now it wants to bury me here?"

Lin Feng’s voice trembled slightly.

His body also began to be invaded by this eerie energy, making Lin Feng feel extremely uneasy.

Lin Feng’s expression fluctuated, but at this moment, he was pleasantly surprised to find the iron box he carried on his back began to absorb the eerie energy that entered his body.

All the energy.

Was absorbed by the iron box.

"What a powerful iron box!"

Lin Feng let out a breath and quickly darted towards the depths.

Due to the surging black fog within Thunder City.

Visibility was very low.

Clang, clang!

Suddenly.

He heard the sound of chains colliding.

A chilling aura spread, as if something dreadful and evil was approaching in the dark.

Lin Feng released the Nine Demon Map.

This Emperor Weapon floated above his head, while he held the Ten Thousand Forms Golden Buddha.

Waves of Buddha Light spread out, enveloping him.

Finally.

The sound of chains colliding in the darkness gradually faded away, and the dreadful evil spirit in the darkness did not attack Lin Feng.

"So many corpses...". At this moment, Lin Feng looked around.

The ground was densely packed with corpses.

Countless cultivators had died.

All lay face down.

"Boom...".

The ancient city started to shake intensely again.

Crack, crack.

The ground cracked continuously.

"Roar...".

Suddenly.

A deafening roar sounded from the depths of the ancient city.

It startled ten directions.

"Something really is coming out!"

Lin Feng’s expression was extremely unpleasant.

The predicament now was that he couldn’t escape from Thunder City.

"Yellow Mud Platform, Ten Thousand Spirit Blood...".

Suddenly a chilling voice echoed in Lin Feng’s mind.

When that voice came out, his consciousness instantly became blurred.

That voice seemed to have a magical power no one could resist; hearing it meant losing oneself within it.

Lin Feng’s body felt drawn by some mysterious force, uncontrollably walking forward.

He traversed street after street.

Heading towards the deepest part of Thunder City.

In the deepest part of Thunder City.

Was a huge square, originally filled with prohibitions, but now all these prohibitions shattered.

Many experts were heading to the square.

These were truly strong individuals.

The weakest among them had at least the True God Realm, while many possessed the Heavenly God Realm.

There were even Giant God Realm experts.

But now everyone seemed to have lost themselves.

One by one, cultivators entered the square and began walking towards its center.

In the center of the square.

There was a Yellow Mud Platform.

This Yellow Mud Platform had a diameter of about one meter, and a height of half a meter, not particularly large.

But extremely eerie.

Bang, bang, bang...

As cultivators approached the Yellow Mud Platform, their physical bodies exploded into blood mist, dying tragically on the spot.

Then the Yellow Mud Platform absorbed all the blood mist.

This was the most tyrannical form of sacrifice.

Using the living as sacrifices.

Bang, bang, bang...

Continuously, cultivators’ bodies exploded.

Continuously, cultivators died tragically.

Whenever the physical bodies of dead cultivators exploded, leaving behind Blood and Essence.

It was all absorbed by the Yellow Mud Platform.

The Yellow Mud Platform was stained with an eerie and bloody glow.

Truly too eerie and terrifying.

Not long after, Lin Feng also arrived here.

He too entered the square; everyone entering this huge square, regardless of strength, had lost themselves.

Even Lin Feng was no exception.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Suddenly.

A grand, majestic voice echoed across Heaven and Earth.

Awakening some powerful or exceptionally strong-willed cultivators.

But most remained in a lost state.

"Oh heavens, the Yellow Mud Platform...". Lin Feng was awakened, and when he saw the Yellow Mud Platform, his expression changed repeatedly.

"Yellow Mud Platform before which the monarch weeps!"

He remembered hearing the cry before, and not just once.

Now.

The Yellow Mud Platform appeared before his eyes.

Lin Feng looked around, saw An Keying, saw the Little Immortal nurtured by the Green Lotus, saw the Supreme Immortal Sect’s experts, saw Dragon Blood City’s experts, saw the Evil Dragon Palace and Golden Crow Clan’s experts, saw the Netherworld Son, saw the Giant God Realm expert shrouded in golden light, saw the old Taoist, saw some old monks, saw several other unfathomable experts who were probably also Giant God Realm experts.

Now these people had all awoken, and everyone’s expression was solemn as they looked at the Yellow Mud Platform within the square, each person’s face was extremely unpleasant, the Yellow Mud Platform far too eerie and terrifying.