The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2406 Purgatory on Earth

Afterwards, the crack continued to grow and expand like a living vine.

As time slowly passes, the distance between the cracks seems to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually shortening.

The cracks that were originally scattered began to gradually move closer and connect, crisscrossing each other, spreading on the ground like a huge net.

Immediately afterwards, one by one the vampires slowly flew out from the ever-expanding and intersecting cracks.

Judging from their slightly flustered posture, they had just been summoned here and obviously did not expect such a situation to occur.

As soon as they appeared, looks of panic appeared on their faces, a sign of being unprepared for this sudden change, just like a huge rock suddenly thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples of helplessness.

The moment they flew out of the crack, the blood energy that permeated the air seemed to have received some kind of command and immediately rushed towards them like a tide, instantly enveloping them tightly.

These vampires were caught off guard by the invasion of blood energy, and in an instant, they let out miserably screams one after another.

The sound echoed in the silent cave, filled with fear and struggle of this nameless pain.

Their bodies, like those of the previous monks, quickly withered away as they twisted and screamed in pain, and soon turned into mummies.

The speed of this change was so fast, as if some special force was exerted on them, causing their vitality to be rapidly drained away, and their lives faded away at a visible speed.

As the number of vampires flying out of the cracks gradually increased, the mummies on the ground piled higher and higher, gradually forming a mountain.

Every newly-flying vampire died under the cover of blood. The mountains of mummies in this terrifying cave were like tombstones of death, silently witnessing this cruel and merciless massacre.

At this time, one of the incarnation monks sitting under the altar raised his hand seemingly casually and slapped the tall altar beside him.

This seemingly ordinary action is not at all disrespectful, but instead reveals an unquestionable majesty.

The sound was like a secret signal to activate some mechanism. After the altar was hit, a hole suddenly opened up on it.

This opening is like a dark vortex, emitting an indescribable power. It seems to be a passage between the yin and yang worlds, filled with an unknown and dangerous atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, the other nine Divine Transformation monks immediately began to cast spells.

Their movements were skillful and quick, as if they were completing daily tasks naturally and smoothly.

I saw the magic gestures in their hands changing rapidly, and they kept chanting something. Soft but powerful rays of light shot out from their hands.

The rays of light gently lifted up the mummies on the ground, and then sent them towards the dark hole in an orderly manner.

For a moment, the entire cave was filled with the shadow of death. An unprecedented sense of oppression filled every corner, as if even breathing became heavy.

Moreover, this horrific scene shows no signs of stopping and continues to occur.

Those vampires who flew out from the cracks one after another were transformed into mummies by the blood and then sent into the opening of the altar.

It can be imagined that those vampires who flew out of the cracks could not believe until the last moment of their lives that the vampires they were loyal to would actually kill their own men, and they had no power to resist. In front of this powerful force, they were like fragile ants.

Most of the first ones to fly out of the cracks were vampires with low levels of cultivation. Their status in the cave might be relatively low, so when they were summoned, they were not on guard at all.

However, as these low-level vampires were constantly being devoured by blood and turned into mummies, the cultivation levels of the people who flew out from the cracks later on became higher and higher.

This also shows that as time goes by, the blood clan's ability to resist or prevent this force is gradually decreasing, and those high-level blood clan members are also beginning to be involved in this disaster.

"Could it be that the person who asked us to enter that passage was trying to protect us?"

Matthew, who was witnessing all this, suddenly had all sorts of scenes from his previous experiences flash through his mind, and he was filled with confusion.

He used the sound transmission technique to transmit these thoughts to Zuo Qiunan who was beside him. Zuo Qiunan's face was extremely ugly at this time. After hearing Matthew's sound transmission, a touch of emotion appeared on his gloomy face.

Zuo Qiunan lowered his head in thought, carefully sorting out the series of strange things that had happened before.

In his opinion, Matthew's guess had a certain rationality. If it were not for protecting them, it would be difficult to explain the seemingly illogical things that happened before.

Zuo Qiunan nodded slowly, and then replied through the sound transmission technique: "It is possible, otherwise there is no way to explain this series of events."

His voice was steady with a hint of considered approval.

When another group of monks flew out from the crack, Matthew recognized at a glance that these people were the monks who had been busy in the Blood God Cave before.

After all, not much time had passed, and Matthew, with his extraordinary memory, remembered the faces of many people.

After these people flew out, their flesh and blood were also ruthlessly devoured by the blood energy. Their bodies quickly shriveled up and soon turned into mummies.

Even a man with a strong mind like Matthew began to breathe faster after witnessing these tragic scenes.

Although he had discovered the trace of the blood dwarf, he had not yet seen the real target, the Blood Evil True Blood.

He must continue to wait for the opportunity, wait for the right moment to take action to obtain the true blood of the Blood Evil.

However, this waiting process was a torment to his body and mind. Every time he witnessed a vampire being brutally killed, his inner emotions were tested.

Although they are already the most powerful beings in the human world, they are also human beings in essence. When faced with such an inhumane scene, the emotional fluctuations in their hearts are difficult to suppress.

Everything the blood clan is doing now has exceeded the moral bottom line of normal humans. I am afraid that even some ferocious and brutal monsters cannot do such cruel things.

All this was like purgatory on earth, constantly tormenting Matthew's heart.

Matthew had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was angry and puzzled by the blood clan's cruel methods. On the other hand, he was curious about the purpose behind the blood clan.

He wondered, what was the conspiracy behind this?

Why are you so cruel to your men?

What secrets does the Blood Evil True Blood hide? These questions kept circling in his mind.

Zuo Qiunan saw what Matthew was thinking and felt a little emotional.

He took out a pill from his storage bag and swallowed it to restore his magic power.

He knew that the situation might become even more dangerous and he had to maintain sufficient strength to deal with it.

He looked up at the crack where monks were still flying out, and secretly thought about how to deal with it.

At this time, the blood energy in the cave became increasingly dense, and was almost filling the entire cave.

The speed of those vampires flying out of the cracks was also increasing, as if they were driven by an invisible force.

Just as they hesitated, a high-level vampire monk flew out from the crack.

His cultivation was far superior to those before him, but he could not escape the fate of being devoured by blood.

As soon as he showed his head, he was surrounded by blood and his eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.

He tried to resist, but was soon overwhelmed by the blood and energy. His body began to twist and he roared in pain.