Chapter 1233: Resurrection Ceremony

, like a divine sword descending from the heavens!"Boom!"The phantom of the phoenix trembled violently, as if it were about to collapse."Caw..."Just at this moment, a long dragon's roar sounded again...At this time, you could see ahead, less than 200 meters away, a tower floating in the air!

This watchtower's exterior resembles a roulette wheel, clashing with the surrounding environment. It is clearly not something that originally existed in this forest!

At this moment, dozens of figures are standing on the tower platform.

Fang Yu carefully calculated that there were thirteen people standing on the tower, standing around the edge of the circular tower.

Every figure seems to be the same distance from every other figure, with a very regular pattern.

At first glance, they appear to be human cultivators.

They were all dressed in bright red, which looked a little strange.

"The source of that aura, they are..." Xiao Ling used her divine sense to transmit a voice to Fang Yu, saying.

Fang Yu remained silent, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the group.

Are they related to the anomalies appearing here

If so, does that also mean they are related to foreigners

These two questions, for the time being, remain unanswered.

First, you need to know what they are doing.

Fang Yu and Xiao Ling's current position is a bit too low, they can't see the situation on the tower.

So, Fang Yu went up with Xiao Ling and slowly approached the tower.

This process must be handled with care; if it's discovered, there's no other option but to take action.

And once hands are laid, much information may be lost.

So, it's best to keep a low profile and first get a sense of the situation before making any plans.

Using Xuan Ran Qi as a means of concealment is quite effective.

Back then, Fang Yu and Lin Batai used Xuanran Qi to do countless underhanded things.

At this moment, the approach of Fang Yu and Xiao Ling did not attract the attention of the thirteen red-robed cultivators on the tower.

Thus, the two of them went directly to a spot less than five meters from the tower, but they had risen nearly fifty meters high, overlooking the tower.

At this moment, everything on the tower was within Fang Yu and Xiao Ling's sight.

Seeing the situation at the tower, Fang Yu and Xiao Ling were both taken aback.

The ground on the tower is inscribed with intricate patterns, looking like a cluster of red flowers at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it reveals nothing.

Thirteen monks dressed in red, their faces concealed by veils, raised their hands and made a strange hand gesture.

They stood still, their gaze fixed on the center of the tower.

In the center of the tower... lay a body.

From Fang Yu and Xiao Ling's perspective, they could clearly see the appearance of this body.

Similarly clad in bright red attire, with eyes closed and no visible hair.

From their appearance alone, it's impossible to tell whether they are a man or a woman.

But it can be certain that this body is not breathing.

In other words, this is a dead body.

There is an invisible shield on top of the tower, keeping the rainwater from falling onto it.

Thirteen red-robed monks stood motionless on the watchtower.

And the corpse they had surrounded remained still, with no signs of life.

"What are they doing" Fang Yu wondered.

"It's like some kind of ritual," Xiao Ling transmitted. "I just calculated that this place is continuously condensing Yin Sha Qi, and the qi eye is located... at the center of the tower."

"That corpse" Fang Yu asked in confusion.

"Hmm... it's that corpse. A large amount of Yin Qi is condensing within its body." Xiao Ling said, frowning.

Similar rituals, he had actually seen before.

In some tribes in Southwest China, upon the death of a member, they hold similar rituals to console the deceased's soul.

But the current situation is the opposite.

The act of aims to dispel any lingering resentment or negative energy from the deceased, allowing them to find peace and quickly reincarnate into a new life.

But right now, what's happening on this pagoda platform is pouring the sinister qi into that corpse.

What is going on

Even the most powerful Yin energy... cannot bring a person back to life.

Even if the body were able to move, it would lack sentience and become a corpse puppet.

Furthermore, all the sinister and evil energy originates from these thirteen red-clad cultivators surrounding us.

Why do they possess so much sinister aura Is it from the cultivation techniques they practice... or from slaughtering numerous people to gain power

Just as Xiao Ling was pondering, the Yin Sha Qi on the tower below suddenly decreased a lot.

"The yin-sha qi from the thirteen people was depleted, all converging onto that corpse," Fang Yu said.

At this moment, the thirteen red-robed monks on the tower stand finally moved, simultaneously putting down their hands.

One of them flipped his right hand over, and a flash of light appeared in his palm, revealing a tiny black cage.

This person threw the cage forward, and it flew into the air, slowly rising.

And then from his mouth came a string of obscure incantations.

This tiny black cage was rapidly enlarging in the air.

Soon, it swelled to a laugh almost as large as the tower itself, hovering above it.

Seeing the situation inside the cage, Xiao Ling's face changed drastically.

Within the cage…it was filled with humans!

There were both men and women, naked, piled on top of each other.

This group of people... emanated death, obviously already corpses.

But their death scenes were basically the same, with a clear cut on their necks, blood gushing from the wound and dripping constantly.

At least fifty corpses inside the cage.

Moreover, judging from their physical condition, they should have died not long ago.

This black cage appeared above the watchtower, immediately providing a large amount of ominous qi.

Drop by drop, the blood fell, splattering onto the tower.

Thirteen red-robed cultivators' Yin Qi was not enough, so they took out almost fifty corpses to continue providing Yin Qi!

Xiao Ling's face was extremely ugly.

For he saw that within the prison, not only men and women, but even babes were confined.

This pack of damned cultists!

Xiao Ling couldn't bear to see this happen. At this moment, her breath became heavy, and she clenched her fists.

"Calm down, let's see what they want to do first." Fang Yu said with a stoic expression.

Hearing this, Xiao Ling calmed down a lot.

A cage hung suspended in mid-air, and the thirteen cultivators on the tower platform raised their hands once more, forming intricate hand seals.

The corpse suspended in the cage was drained of its Yin energy by their spell, which forcibly channeled it into the corpse lying flat below.

And the manifestation of this process was the blood from the neck wounds of those corpses within the cage rushing out rapidly, most of it transforming into a pink aura in mid-air and pouring into the body of the red-clad corpse lying on the tower platform.

There was no blood, not even the faintest trace of it, as it dripped onto the tower.

Within the cage, corpses withered at an alarming rate.

In less than ten minutes, the corpse inside the cage turned into a ghastly desiccated husk, barely recognizable as human.

And on the tower, it was already covered in blood they had dripped.

At this moment, Fang Yu and Xiao Ling in the sky, not only could they sense the overwhelming Yin Sha Qi, but also smell the thick stench of blood.

Fang Yu's gaze remained fixed on the corpse in the middle of the tower.

This corpse doesn't show much that's out of the ordinary.

But it received such a large amount of Yin Sha Qi without showing any abnormalities.

This itself is a strange place.

And these evil cultivators, no matter what they want to do, why come to this place specifically

The current situation in Yutianlin is extremely dire, with continuous torrential rain.

This group of red-robed monks deliberately chose this location to perform the current ritual, there must be their reasons.

And this is exactly what Fang Yu desperately wanted to know.

When Fang Yu was thinking, the thirteen cultivators on the tower moved again.

The cage, along with the desiccated corpse within, was drawn back into his grasp.

The robed monk in red withdrew the cage and emitted a voice devoid of emotion: "Not enough. Bring out the prepared live humans."

"Yes."

Across from him, another red-robed monk responded with a nod, raising his right hand, and in his palm appeared a small black cage.

Just as before, the red-robed monk threw the black cage into the air and chanted incantations.

The cage expanded rapidly in the air.

Then, you can see inside… with almost fifty people locked up.

The cage was filled with corpses, each in a state of gruesome death.

And within this cage… are all living people!

There are males, females, and children.ing before him shuddered, her face paling drastically!She only heard the sound, without looking at its source.But for some reason, she felt a chill run through her body, making her shiver uncontrollab...