When Su Yi returned to the dojo with Wen Lingxue on his back, he witnessed the following scene.
"Mercy, Immortal Master!"
The old yellow weasel bowed and begged for mercy.
Seeing this, the other monsters and ghosts kneeling on the ground also began pleading, their voices filled with fear and tears.
Even Há Shísān had tears streaming down his face, his nose bleeding, and his head battered.
Who wouldn't know that their lives were completely in Su Yi's hands at this moment?
Su Yi paid no attention to them and went straight to the black altar, saying, "Can you see any clues?"
Ning Yihan replied, "This altar is likely a spatial node, sustained by the power of the array surrounding the dojo. But as for where this altar connects to, it's hard to tell."
She glanced at Wen Lingxue, who was sleeping soundly on Su Yi's shoulder, and asked, "Is she okay?"
Su Yi replied, "She's fine."
His gaze swept over the black altar and noticed a bird-like pattern at the top.
This bird had nine heads, with eyes covering its five-colored wings, appearing extremely eerie and intimidating.
"This is the Gui Che Bird, also known as the Nine-Headed Bird, a legendary ominous creature that delights in devouring souls. Wherever it appears, disasters are sure to follow."
Su Yi contemplated, "In that case, this so-called 'Great Compassionate God' is highly likely to be such a monstrous bird."
Ning Yihan exclaimed, "Gui Che Bird... According to legends, this ominous bird dwells in the Netherworld's 'Nie Yao Mountain.' Could it be that the other world connected by this altar is located in the Netherworld?"
"You are quite familiar with the Netherworld, aren't you?"
Su Yi was somewhat surprised.
When he was reborn, he used the power of the reincarnation order associated with the Netherworld. So, when he heard Ning Yihan mentioning the Netherworld, how could he not be surprised?
Ning Yihan smiled faintly and said, "I've just read a lot of books. I have come across similar records in my readings."
Su Yi didn't inquire further and said, "The power of this altar is extremely limited, and it's impossible for it to connect to the realm beneath the Nine Netherworlds from this worldly place. In my opinion, even if the other party is a nine-headed bird, it's nothing impressive."
Ning Yihan's eyes sparkled as she suggested, "Why don't we activate this altar and witness the abilities of the Great Compassionate God?"
Su Yi had the same idea and said, "First, help me carry Lingxue."
Ning Yihan was taken aback. "Me?"
"Is there a problem?"
Su Yi retorted.
"Of course, there is a problem. In your eyes, am I someone you can order around like this?" Ning Yihan thought to herself.
But she replied, "Alright then."
Su Yi's arms were bent behind him, supporting Wen Lingxue's soft and tender thighs. He was about to lift her up and hand her over to Ning Yihan.
To his surprise, Wen Lingxue wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her rosy lips murmuring something indistinct.
This sleeping innocent girl clung to Su Yi's back like an octopus, making him keenly aware of her astonishing softness...
Su Yi's heart couldn't help but flutter, so he had no choice but to say, "Forget it, I'll carry her."
A hint of strangeness flickered in Ning Yihan's clear eyes as she thought to herself, he's so honest about wanting someone else to carry his sister-in-law, despite what he says.
"You two, come here."
Su Yi turned around and glanced at the old yellow weasel and Há Shísān.
Both of them hesitated, sensing that something was amiss.
Before they could react, the other ghosts and monsters nearby exchanged glances and suddenly moved together, capturing the old weasel and Há Shísān.
The two of them were terrified and began cursing vehemently.
"Behave! It's your good fortune to be able to work for the Immortal Master!"
A burly man with a bull's head slapped Há Shísān's chubby face and berated him loudly.
Soon, these servile ghosts and monsters escorted Há Shísān and the old weasel in front of Su Yi.
Then, they obediently stepped back and knelt in their original positions, behaving extremely well.
This scene left Táo Qīngshān and Téng Yǒng wide-eyed. These guys sure knew how to fight for their lives!
"Immortal Master, we..."
Há Shísān began to speak anxiously, intending to plead for mercy.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Su Yi's Xuan Sword flashed, and two bloody heads rolled off, their bodies tossed onto the black altar.
After completing these actions, Su Yi instructed Ning Yihan and Zhú Gūqīng to step back several zhang (a Chinese unit of measurement), while he pointed his sword with his right hand into the void.
Buzz!
The nine bronze gates surrounding the dojo emitted a strange and obscure power, producing a thunderous roar. The entire dojo seemed to awaken from its silence in an instant.
In the center of the dojo, the black altar released surges of dark black light, gradually engulfing Há Shísān and the old yellow weasel's bodies, leaving no trace of even bone fragments.
The gruesome scene sent chills down the spines of the ghosts and monsters present, their expressions filled with horror.
Is this the method of live sacrifice?
Boom!
Soon, the black altar underwent a transformation. The central totem of the nine-headed bird turned a dazzling crimson, suddenly releasing a burst of blood-colored brilliance that formed a vortex-like illusion in the void.
In that instant, it was as if a void portal opened within the blood-colored light, connecting to an endless and distant unknown realm!
The ghosts and monsters kneeling around the dojo felt overwhelming fear, sensing an invisible pressure that made them feel suffocated.
It was as if an incomparable existence was projecting its gaze through boundless time and space!
"This..."
Táo Qīngshān and Téng Yǒng's knees went weak, almost causing them to kneel down.
Meanwhile, in Su Yi's eyes, he could immediately tell that the blood-colored vortex above the altar served as a "sacrificial platform." Over the years, the offerings collected by Wū Huánshuǐjūn were sent to the Great Compassionate Divine Lord through this blood-colored vortex.
"Wū Huán, are you prepared for the task I asked of you?"
Suddenly, from deep within the blood-colored vortex, a deep and majestic voice resonated—icy, indifferent, and imbued with a slightly eerie and daunting power.
The entire scene fell silent, and many of the low-level ghosts and monsters were trembling in fear, overwhelmed with dread.
Even Zhú Gūqīng felt her heart pounding, her inner self suppressed. She couldn't help but be astonished. Could this voice truly be coming from a divine being?
"Wū Huán is dead."
Su Yi calmly spoke, "From now on, this Ninefold City will also be completely destroyed. If you have the ability to come out, you are destined to die."
A moment of silence passed within the blood-colored vortex.
The ghosts and monsters were all terrified to the point of their scalps going numb.
In the descriptions Wū Huánshuǐjūn had given earlier, the "Great Compassionate Divine Lord" was already depicted as an incomparable existence resembling a divine being, possessing vast supernatural powers and immeasurable abilities.
Who could have expected that Su Yi would dare to disdain the other party like this?
It was sacrilege!
Although Zhú Gūqīng had already witnessed Su Yi's capabilities, even she couldn't help but be startled at this moment. Her cold and beautiful face was filled with an unfamiliar expression.
Only Ning Yihan remained calm. In her heart, she had long regarded Su Yi and herself as equals, both possessing mysterious and unfathomable depths. Naturally, she wouldn't care about these things.
"But I'm certain that despicable scum like you would never be able to demonstrate the ability to transcend time and space, manifest divine power, let alone descend here in your true form."
Su Yi seemed somewhat disappointed, sighing lightly.
These words seemed to provoke the other party. From deep within the blood-colored vortex, a cold snort suddenly sounded, saying, "You dare to provoke me, you insignificant ant! Considering your ignorance, kneel down and repent for your sins. If you do so, I will not pursue the matter further. Otherwise..."
The voice thundered, exuding immense majesty, resounding throughout the entire venue, causing countless ghosts and monsters to tremble in fear.
But Su Yi chuckled, "Otherwise, what? Are you going to jump out and challenge Su to a duel?"
His voice carried undisguised disdain and contempt.
Another silence enveloped the depths of the blood-colored vortex, and after a long time, the majestic voice spoke again, "I have remembered you. I will seek retribution by taking your head in the future!"
Boom!
The blood-colored vortex exploded, dissipating like rain, disappearing from sight.
The black altar became dim and lifeless.
Su Yi couldn't help but feel a bit dazed, somewhat disappointed. "To endure such provocation, yet not dare to take action. It's nothing more than that."
Níng Yīhán pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "Perhaps he saw through the intentions of Daoist Friend and had concerns, so he didn't dare to act rashly. Of course, it's also possible that, as you previously speculated, this scum is too pathetic to manifest any power across spatial nodes."
At this moment, a trembling bull-headed monster stepped forward, presenting a huge bundle in his hand and stammered, "Immortal Master, we were foolish and ignorant before, and our hearts were filled with fear and anxiety. To express our apologies, we gathered these treasures together. Please show mercy and forgive us!"
Not far away, the kneeling ghosts and monsters all spoke in unison, "Please show mercy and forgive us, Immortal Master!"
Su Yi was momentarily stunned, his gaze turning to Táo Qīngshān as he instructed, "You take it first."
Táo Qīngshān hurriedly stepped forward and received the enormous bundle that was taller than his entire body, saying, "Old Bull, you've shown some sense by promptly repenting and confessing to the Immortal Master. In the future, remember to be more mindful!"
The bull-headed monster quickly smiled apologetically and nodded.
"Let's go."
Su Yi didn't want to waste any more time and turned to leave the courtyard.
He had successfully found Wén Língxuě, so he had no intention of staying in such a filthy and dirty place.
Níng Yīhán and Zhú Gūqīng followed closely behind.
Táo Qīngshān and Téng Yǒng hurriedly followed suit.
From beginning to end, no one paid any attention to those kneeling ghosts and monsters.
It was only after watching their figures disappear that those ghosts and monsters finally dared to believe that they had escaped disaster, and they each let out a sigh of relief.
"That damn Wū Huánshuǐjūn, why did he have to offend someone like that? Almost got us all killed by such godlike figures!"
Some angrily exclaimed.
"Do you recognize that young man in the green robe from just now?"
Some couldn't help but curiously ask.
"Why even guess? Haven't you all forgotten? Don't you remember that Táo Qīngshān recently received the 'Guidance of the Immortal'?"
"So it was the Immortal Master who imparted cultivation methods to Lord Táo... No wonder..."
"Let's go, let's go! Didn't you hear what the Immortal Master said? He's going to erase this Ninefold City from this place!"
"Damn it! I almost forgot about that. Let's go!!"
In an instant, all the demons and monsters who came to the feast panicked. Each of them fled, running faster than the other.