The stench of blood in the valley grew thicker, and heavy clouds rolled in, creating an oppressive and dismal atmosphere. Unbeknownst to when it started, the hard snowballs that continually pelted from the sky had vanished. And the relentless wind that plagued the Kunlun Mountain Range year-round had also disappeared without a trace.
This small valley was engulfed by a giant array diagram, exuding a sinister and ominous red glow from its edges.
From the center of the array diagram, aside from Daoist Changchun and Qi Lingzi, those nearer to the center of the formation disappeared without even a scream, swiftly drained by the Blood Sacrifice Array into dry husks, leaving no trace of blood or bones.
The whole scene was both rapid and eerie, like a fast-forwarded silent horror film.
