Red Morning Sun surveyed the surroundings on the divine altar with a strange expression.
"Isn't it through the mist that we can return to the Nine Desolate Continent? But why is the divine altar here, yet the mist doesn't reappear? If so, how can we get back to the Nine Desolate Continent?"
Shen Qing also found it rather strange.
The fact that the divine altar on Kunlun Mountain still existed proved that the passage to the Nine Desolate Continent was still there. But with the mist gone, no matter how they crossed Kunlun Mountain, it was still the mortal world on the other side.
Xue Ling twirled the rosary in her hand faster and faster. "This is really strange. I encounter all sorts of odd things when I'm with you guys."
Red Morning Sun slumped to the ground, covering his head with both hands and howling at the sky. "Aaaah! I'm so tired! Why do things keep coming one after another!"
Seeing no signs of spell - casting around, Shen Qing guessed that the problem should lie with the divine altar. So she walked onto the altar to observe it.
Li Xian followed Shen Qing closely. No matter what Shen Qing was doing now, he would stick to her, afraid that she might disappear.
The divine altar on Kunlun Mountain was a huge boulder, about half a person's height and large enough for five or six people to embrace. It was said that this stone was a Nine - Heavens Stone that fell when Pangu created the world, containing great energy.
Could an ordinary person tamper with this stone?
"Li Xian, come and take a look. Do you notice anything?"
Li Xian came from the Five - Element Dao Sect and was most familiar with such things. Maybe he could see something that she couldn't.
As soon as Shen Qing approached the divine altar, Li Xian had sensed something amiss about it. But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, so he could only circle around the altar.
While looking at the marks on the stone platform, Li Xian said, "There's something off, but I can't figure out what it is for the moment..."
Xue Ling and Red Morning Sun couldn't be of much help, so they sat aside, seemingly meditating but actually chatting.
Shen Qing closed her eyes and spread her spiritual sense, checking the stone platform from the inside out, but still found no problem.
After walking around twice, Li Xian took out four small red flags and a compass that looked like it had been used for many years from his storage bag.
After calculating the directions, Li Xian cast a spell and inserted the four flags one inch off the four directions of east, south, west, and north around the stone platform.
But when inserting them into the ground, Li Xian felt some kind of resistance. The four flags all fell within a quarter of an hour.
Seeing the flags fall, Li Xian's face turned serious, and there was more determination in his eyes. "Someone has cast a space - related spell here with a blood curse."
Red Morning Sun looked up curiously and asked, "What does that mean?"
Li Xian pointed at the place where the flags had fallen and began to explain. "Red liquid seeped out from the soil beside the divine altar. Someone splashed the blood of a certain spiritual beast here, which seeped into the soil and formed an isolation spell."
"You can think of this divine altar as the key connecting two spaces. Someone cast a blood curse to isolate the key connection between the two spaces. So now we're trapped in the other space and can't return to the Nine Desolate Continent."
Shen Qing squatted down and looked at the soil under the flags. She wiped some soil with her hand and sniffed it.
A strong smell of blood mixed with a foul odor rushed into Shen Qing's nose. But what she smelled was not just the odor, but also the resentment.
With her sensitive perception and the blessing of the Dragon Clan, Shen Qing could tell at once which spiritual beast the blood came from.
"This is... the blood of the Nether White Wolves."
Shen Qing spoke slowly, revealing the smell of the blood she had smelled.
The other three were shocked. They knew about Shen Qing's plan with You Lang and Ling Zhou, and naturally knew that the Nether White Wolf clan was now trapped in the Demon Realm.
If the blood here was from the Nether White Wolves, then what about the situation of Ling Zhou and You Lang...
Shen Qing didn't dare to think further. She was even more eager to return to the Nine Desolate Continent.
She even had an illusion. Could it be that one of Han Ze's purposes for causing so much trouble in the mortal world was to lure her away from the Nine Desolate Continent?
Shen Qing turned to Li Xian and asked, "Do you have a way to break the blood curse? I have a vague sense of uneasiness. I'm afraid something bad is going to happen in the Nine Desolate Continent."
Actually, all three of them looked worried.
They were born in the Nine Desolate Continent, and all their relatives and friends were there. Hearing what Shen Qing said, how could they not be worried?
Li Xian's eyes showed a hint of hesitation, as if he was carefully thinking about what to do next.
The resentment of this blood curse was overwhelming. With Li Xian's individual cultivation, it should be very difficult to break it. But if Shen Qing joined... maybe they could give it a try.
So Li Xian retrieved all the four small flags and whispered something in Shen Qing's ear. After learning Li Xian's plan, Shen Qing was slightly surprised but nodded in agreement.
Li Xian took Shen Qing's hand in his, with their palms facing each other.
Then they both frowned slightly. Droplets of their mixed blood slowly dripped from the place where their hands were joined.
Li Xian used the four small flags to catch the dripping blood and then evenly smeared the blood on the surface of the flags.
After all the four flags were covered with blood, Shen Qing felt extremely tired in her arms, as if she couldn't even lift them.
Li Xian took out a pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into Shen Qing's mouth. "This is the Rejuvenation Pill. It can replenish some essence and blood after you take it. Take it to replenish yourself first."
Shen Qing nodded. Seeing that there was nothing more for her to do, she turned around and sat beside Red Morning Sun.
Red Morning Sun saw Shen Qing's pale face and lovingly hugged her, letting her rest her head on his shoulder.
Shen Qing gave Red Morning Sun a weak smile. "Thank you, Morning Sun."
Red Morning Sun patted his chest and said with a smile, "There's no need to thank me for this!"
Li Xian took a deep breath. He had also lost some essence and blood just now, but there was only one Rejuvenation Pill left. He chose to feed it to Shen Qing. So he had to bite his tongue to try to ignore the feeling of tiredness.
Then he gathered his strength and cast the spell again, making the small flags stand at the four corners of east, south, west, and north. After that, he shouted loudly and recited the incantation. The flags quickly stabbed into the soil around the stone platform.
The small flags trembled violently. Li Xian had to strengthen his spell - casting to prevent the flags from falling.
After finally getting the flags to stand steadily around the stone platform, Li Xian turned around and shouted to Shen Qing and the others, "Stand behind the flags and channel your spiritual power into them. Then the space - related spell on the divine altar can be broken."
"Hurry!"
The three immediately got up and flew behind the flags. They simultaneously raised their hands and pointed at the flags, and the spiritual power flowed from their bodies into the flags.
The blood in the soil slowly seeped out under the influence of the flags. Even Red Morning Sun and Xue Ling could smell the strong and foul smell of blood.
After the blood separated from the soil, it turned into wisps of black smoke and drifted into the air.
After the blood was cleared, the four flags broke immediately. Shen Qing and the other three were like being hit by a huge impact and were all knocked flying and fell backward.
At this moment, thick mist began to spread from the divine altar...