245: What's going on here? Count me in, okay?

The Demonic Evils gritted their teeth, driving their Origin even more desperately, even beginning to burn their lifespans and Soul potential.

The altar's light flared up again, and the Crimson Flame Demon Lord's aura seemed to climb even faster...

However, reality is often even more cruel than the worst-case scenario.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Terrifying explosions rang out continuously, each one closer and louder than the last, like a death knell!

Immediately after—

"Help! Help me!"

"Demon Lord, save..."

"Ugh, ahhhhhhh—!"

Chaotic cries filled with extreme fear and short, sharp screams.

Accompanied by intense sounds of fighting and the roaring of colliding energy.

Like a tide, they surged from the final corridor leading to the altar!

Those sounds rapidly approached from afar, like the footsteps of death, clearly audible!

Clearly, the last batch of elites stationed on the perimeter were facing a one-sided massacre!

"Outside... what on earth is happening outside?!"

The Demonic Evils could clearly feel that a vast number of life auras outside were being extinguished at an unprecedented speed!

"Such strong energy fluctuations! And... and the wails of the perimeter guards! Could that guy really have broken in?!"

"Impossible! The perimeter has the Demon Lord's three barriers, as well as the various Demon Generals and numerous elite guards."

"Even for a top human expert, it's impossible to, in such a short time..."

The Demonic Evil's words stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Because the sounds of fighting, explosions, and screaming... not only didn't stop.

Instead, they were getting closer! And clearer!

It was as if an unstoppable storm of destruction was advancing at an astonishing speed toward the altar core where they were located!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!"

The sounds coming from along the way were no longer just the screams and wails of their kin.

There were also short, dense, and desperate sounds of flesh exploding and Bones shattering!

Clearly, that guy really had killed his way in, and he was already very close to them!

A sense of panic, like a plague, instantly spread around the altar!

The Demonic Evils were restless, and the energy flow maintaining the ritual showed a trace of disorder.

The hearts of all the Demonic Evils in the cave instantly sank to the bottom, their bodies chilling!

Even the ferocity on the Unicorn Evil Spirit's face turned into dullness and disbelief:

"No... impossible..."

"A mere human, how could he possibly do all this!"

The ritual had reached the most critical moment.

The Crimson Flame Demon Lord's consciousness projection was almost completely solidified, and the aura of his true body surged through the Bone bridge; it might really be only a few dozen breaths away from a complete descent!

But these few dozen breaths now felt like a chasm!

Just at this moment—

"Boom—!!!"

A loud noise came from the direction of the entrance!

Then, several blood-soaked, disheveled figures scrambled in.

They were the guards stationed on the altar's perimeter.

Their faces were filled with Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering terror, as if they were being chased by a man-eating Vicious Beast from the primordial era.

As soon as they rushed into the cave, they shrieked toward the altar.

"My Lord! It's bad! It's over! It's all over!" A Demonic Evil Leader with a broken horn cried, tears and snot streaming down its face, its voice hoarse and distorted. "A monster, that monster is about to kill his way in!"

"The three Demon Generals... and all the brothers... they were all... all killed by him! Not a single one is left!" another Demonic Evil cried out.

"He is too terrifying! He is not human at all! He is a devil! He is a god of slaughter!"

They were incoherent, clearly having been scared out of their wits.

The Demonic Evils at the altar saw the miserable state of these fleeing kin and heard their words.

The scene was immediately in an uproar; their barely stabilized composure was violently shaken once again!

Three Demon Generals... wiped out?!

All perimeter elites... slaughtered by one person?!

How is this possible?!

Even the Unicorn Evil Spirit had a trace of fear in its eyes, and as it was about to ask for details—

However, the next second!

"Swish—!"

A strand of golden energy, condensed to the extreme, like a life-taking viper.

It struck accurately from the darkness of the corridor, instantly catching up to these few fleeing Demonic Evils.

Those few Demonic Evil Leaders who had just escaped hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath when their bodies suddenly stiffened!

Their pupils reflected the golden light of death, filled with unbelievable despair!

Then—

"Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!"

The golden energy exploded violently inside their bodies!

These few Demonic Evils couldn't even fully let out a scream.

Before everyone's eyes, they were blasted into bits of flesh and blood flying all over the sky!

Viscous blood and flesh splattered onto the nearby Demonic Evils, bringing a Bone-chilling cold!

Instant kill!

At the altar core, under the gaze of dozens of high-level Demonic Evils, the few fugitives were instantly killed!

Dead silence!

Absolute dead silence enveloped the entire altar core!

All Demonic Evils, including those few Demon Generals with the strongest auras, all froze in place, their minds blank!

They watched helplessly as their kin were instantly slaughtered before their eyes, without even a chance to intervene and save them!

A cold chill shot straight from their tailbones to their crowns!

Just at this moment—

"Step... step... step..."

A light yet clear sound of footsteps came from the broken doorway.

In the deathly silence, these footsteps felt like they were treading on every Demonic Evil's heart!

Under the horrified gaze of all the Demonic Evils.

A slender, upright figure slowly stepped in from the smoke and dust lingering outside the door.

He was wearing clean casual clothes, his expression calm and indifferent, as if he had just walked into an ordinary room.

He was spotless, not even stained with a single drop of blood.

It formed an extremely strange and glaring contrast with the bloody, chaotic, and Evil Energy-surging environment around him.

The person who arrived was none other than Chen Nian.

He stepped into the altar core, his gaze sweeping casually across the scene.

Sweeping over the dozens of high-level Demonic Evils who were on high alert and facing a formidable enemy.

Sweeping over the massive altar with its soaring evil light and flowing runes.

Finally, it landed on the center of the altar, on the shadow of the Demon Lord that was constantly solidifying and emitting terrifying pressure.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled into a playful and cruel arc, and he spoke indifferently.

"Yo, it's quite lively here."

"What's going on, a bonfire party?"

"Mind if I join in?"