"This one...is not the original map, and I don't know if it is valid."
Li Zhe murmured in a low voice and put on the map he drew based on his memory.
I have to say that Li Zhe drew this map just like the original map, with the same size and similar materials.
The moment Li Zhe put the third map up, the entire altar trembled slightly!
It turns out that although the three sects come from the same ancient evil sect, the annual sacrifices are completed together.
However, they have almost nothing in common, and they are both afraid that the other will covet the map hidden in their own skills.
Therefore, they never took out a map during the sacrifice, let alone put the three maps together.
In this world, even they always thought that they were holding one-third of the map, but little did they know, there was exactly one missing map!
Along with this slight tremor, a bloody light suddenly surged under the table in front of Li Zhe.
Almost at the moment when the blood light lit up, the stone pillars around the altar began to light up with blood lights from below.
The moment the blood appeared, it began to surge upwards.
In less than a cup of tea, all the stone pillars were wrapped in blood-colored light, and the originally damaged runes on them all lit up and were connected by spiritual power.
It was as if all the damaged runes had been repaired by the bloody spiritual power.
Standing on the altar, Li Zhe and the others could clearly feel that the spiritual power in the surrounding air was being swept crazily onto the altar!
In the distance, the monk who had been watching quietly couldn't help but rub his palms.
Coincidentally, the Yinhe Sect where he is located is actually an ancient evil sect, and has been passed down to the present day.
Different from the three sects such as the Dark Destruction Sect, their sect inheritance has suffered many blows from the righteous sects, which directly led to the loss of many of their inheritances.
Reluctantly passed down to this day, the most powerful sect leader in their sect is only at the late stage of Nascent Soul Realm.
However, other sects did not know that they were both inherited from the ancient evil sect, but they knew how powerful the inheritance of the three sects including the Dark Destruction Sect was.
It is precisely because of this that they will always remember the altars of these three sects.
Looking at the appearance in front of him, he could guess without saying a word that Li Zhe and others must have successfully activated the true purpose of the altar!
Now, although Li Zhe and others had released spiritual power to protect their bodies, they still could not see the specific cultivation levels. However, he was certain that Li Zhe and the others must only be at the Nascent Soul realm, and there would not be any among them. Any monk in the Purple Mansion Realm!
Although the cultivation level of the monks in the Yin He Sect is not very high, there are seven of them above the Nascent Soul Realm!
With the existence of these seven people, and now being in the Dead Soul Valley Spiritual Transfer Area, he was almost certain that Li Zhe, the three righteous monks, would not dare to cause any big trouble.
And in this way, Yinhe Sect can get a share of what Li Zhe and the others get from this altar!
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help rubbing his hands excitedly and watching quietly.
At this moment, all the runes on the stone pillars around the altar were emitting streaks of bloody spiritual light.
These rays of light are intertwined with each other, like traces of formations, paving the way around the altar.
If Li Zhe and others were to fly into the sky at this moment, they would be able to see that the traces of spiritual light emitted from these stone pillars were connected together, as if they had turned into a formation formed by condensed spiritual power!
Li Zhe and the other three were currently in the center of the altar, experiencing unspeakable pressure.
At this moment, it seemed as if there were huge forces all around that were constantly squeezing towards them.
However, this level of effort would not cause much of a problem for Li Zhe and the others.
At the same time, the tabletop in front of Li Zhe slowly sank, and finally sank under the altar, leaving only a deep, dark hole.
At this moment, Li Zhe was suddenly startled. He immediately raised his head and looked towards the sky.
At this moment, in the sky, a huge crack appeared vaguely in the thick mist condensed by the resentment!
And from within the crack, there was an indescribable pressure pressing directly towards Li Zhe!
In this pressure, in addition to the sense of oppression, there was also an extremely sharp aura that made Li Zhe feel chilled.
It felt like there was some very powerful monk preparing to attack Li Zhe with a sharp magic weapon in his hand!
Li Zhe gritted his teeth slightly and subconsciously put his hand on his storage bag, preparing to take out his spell-devouring spirit sword to fight.
But at this moment, when Li Zhe's hand touched the storage bag, his whole body suddenly froze.
The pressure around me seemed to be intensified a thousand times at this moment!
Li Zhe was instantly suppressed and unable to move. He couldn't even mobilize his spiritual power to take out the sword from the storage bag!
"Damn...what's going on..."
Li Zhe thought silently in his heart, preparing to use the forbidden spirit's Qing Qi to calm down the pressure.
It was only at this time that Li Zhecai discovered that he could not even control his spiritual consciousness and could not contact the forbidden spirit rune at all!
At the same time, a huge sword finally appeared in the crack in the sky.
The blade of the sword was engraved with countless fine runes. The entire sword was as big as a mountain. Just looking at it, there was an infinite pressure!
The moment the sword appeared, a stinging sensation as if struck by sword energy suddenly surged from Li Zhe's heart.
But at this time, he could no longer resist at all.
The sword appeared slowly, but fell extremely quickly.
When the sword slowly emerged from the thick fog, it turned into a stream of light and fell on Li Zhe's body in an instant!
boom……
For a moment, Li Zhe felt a constant buzzing sound in his ears, and at this moment, he almost lost the ability to think.
Immediately afterwards, he felt as if his body had lost its restrictions at this moment. With the suppression of the sword, he continued to sink downwards!
When Li Zhe gradually came to his senses from the buzzing sound, he suddenly felt that he was already on the ground under the altar. The surrounding area was pitch black, with only countless earth and rocks existing.
The only thing that didn't change was that the sword on his forehead was still suppressing Li Zhe and continuing downwards.
Time passed slowly, and in Li Zhe's consciousness, time could no longer be calculated in detail.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but Li Zhe felt a light weight on his body, and he fell down instantly.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was now in an underground cave-like position.
Below the cave, there is countless molten magma, and the brightness of the magma illuminates the cave clearly.
At this moment, Li Zhe was in the center of the cave. Under his feet was a huge platform. The platform was surrounded by chains extending from the wall, hanging in mid-air.
The huge sword that had just suppressed Li Zhe now had no trace left.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Just when Li Zhe was in a daze, a burst of hoarse laughter suddenly sounded from behind Li Zhe.
Li Zhe was startled and turned around instantly, only to see behind him a man soaked in blood and with white hair looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Who are you?!"
Li Zhe was startled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice.
Listening to Li Zhe's question, the man was obviously a little confused, and his laughter stopped at this time.
He looked at Li Zhe carefully, and then said calmly: "Boy, you don't even recognize Zhenjun Ansheng, how did you get the inheritance of our sect?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhe was suddenly shocked.
This was the first time Li Zhe heard the name of the Ansheng True Lord, but he remembered that He Lang once told him that the three sects including the Annihilation Sect were all inherited from the ancient evil sect, the Ansheng Sect!
And this person calls himself True Lord Ansheng, and he is probably the founder of the Ansheng Sect!
Li Zhe took a deep breath and looked at the other person quietly. It was only at this moment, when Li Zhe's mind completely calmed down, that he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be really here now.
All this seems to be just an illusion!
"Forget it, you take this thing. After entering the inheritance, you can use this thing to resurrect me. When the true king returns to the mortal world, he will definitely revive my Dark Life Sect!"
The man looked at Li Zhe carefully, but it seemed that because he was in an illusion at the moment, he couldn't see anything.
While speaking, the man raised his hand and instantly handed a strand of hair tied together to Li Zhe's hand.
Looking at the hair in his hand, Li Zhe frowned slightly. He was in a fantasy world at the moment. Normally, even if the other party gave him something, he would not be able to get it at all.
"Let's go back."
However, before Li Zhe could ask, the Ansheng Zhenjun suddenly waved his hand towards Li Zhe.
In an instant, with this wave of his hand, Li Zhe's consciousness suddenly twitched. When he woke up, he realized that he was still standing on the altar.
Beside him, Chanjuan and Qingyuan were holding Li Zhe's shoulders slightly worriedly.
