Gates to Hell
How do I destroy this place? Loitering in a place with a flying restriction is incredibly dangerous, and I need to kill this Ghost Ancestor guy. If he hasn’t lifted a finger in spite of all the damage Ghost Gate has taken, there must be something holding him back.
Ghost Ancestor stated, “I don’t have energy to spare on you useless lot. If you’re telling the truth, though, I need you to do something for me. Get in here.”
The gravity water below swished and assumed the form of four mammoth hands, each holding a black iron chain as thick as an arm in hand. The four hands tugged the chains up vertically, generating burbling sounds below. The four hands pulled up a circular, white square platform made from stone and a hundred metres wide.
Why do they have Divine Lunar Palace’s formation lines? Mu Yu pondered, shifting his gaze to the souls of the flesh-winged horny monsters. I’m guessing this Ghost Ancestor guy was the one who sent them to Fiend-Sealing Pagoda. What’s the connection between the lunar race and Ghost Gate?
The hands released their grasp on the chains once the platform was level with the bridge Ghost Gate’s disciples were on, yet the platform was capable of remaining afloat and even spinning, creating an arched door containing yin qi from the black chains. The gravity water below extended a water column along the black chain.
“Get inside, and stay in the altar!” Ghost Ancestor demanded.
“Thank you, Ghost Ancestor!” Gui Buyu ushered the disciples in. “Hurry into Gates to Hell!”
Ah, so that’s Gate to Hell, Mu Yu remarked to himself.
Mu Yu noticed the head of a flesh-winged horny monster, one capable of flashing its sharp rows of silver picks and moving, on the arched door. When Gui Buyu reached his right hand to the arched door, the monster bit it. Gui Buyu grimaced until the monster released the hold on his hand, even looking as though he was subjected to years of torture when he was released.
Gui Buyu stepped onto the platform on the other side of the door. “Hold your hand out to offer your blood as I did. Hurry!”
The others were as meek as sheep when they offered their blood despite ruthlessly murdering other people.
Disgusting. You aren’t getting a drop out of me.
Mu Yu sneaked up on the Primordial Infant Realm cultivator at the rear to control the disciple and then hid himself in the disciple as a tree branch.
After a fifteen-minute wait and everyone had assembled, Gui Buyu informed, “We are safe now. We will be waiting here until Patriarch returns,” then sat down to meditate.
Come on. We not going to cross the bridge on the other side of the other arched doorway? Damn, there’s another head they have to sacrifice their blood to in order to cross. Let’s take control of Gui Buy-
“Gui Buyu, you said all of you have discarded your twins, right?” Ghost Ancestor asked.
Gui Buyu got to his feet. “Yes, Ghost Ancestor. We offered our twins up to you on our way here to protect yourselves.”
Sounding as though he was laughing condescendingly, Ghost Answer commented, “Interesting. There are two hundred and twenty-three people here, yet I clearly sense an extra soul.”
Just my bloody luck, Mu Yu griped, sensing energy lock down on him.
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