462: Chapter 462 Xu Ruyu, wait until I break this formation of yours...

In an instant, the cursing, crying, and begging of the Jile Sect members merged into a cacophony, echoing across the cliff.

Among the Jile Sect members, some knelt and begged for mercy, some struggled desperately, and some tried to flee, but an invisible force locked them firmly in place, making escape impossible.

Their bodies went limp one after another, their breath growing weaker and weaker as their life force constantly drained away.

Those Jile Sect Disciples who had previously snatched Xu Ruyu's Spiritual Artifact and been so smug were now filled with terror and regret.

They had thought that by following Situ E, they could snatch good items and gain benefits, never expecting that they would end up becoming sacrifices themselves.

Some crouched on the ground clutching their heads, some wailed up at the sky, some sobbed quietly, and others wept silently.

And those who were already injured and lying on the ground didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.

They could only watch helplessly as their bodies grew weaker, feeling their life force slipping away bit by bit; that kind of despair was more terrifying than death.

"Sect Master... I beg you... I beg you to stop..."

A Nascent Soul Cultivator weakly reached out, wanting to grab something, but could catch nothing.

His voice grew weaker and huskier.

"Disciple... Disciple doesn't want to die..."

Situ E sat in the array, turning a deaf ear to these cries and pleas.

His hands constantly changed hand seals, and the Blood Sacrifice Array operated faster and faster.

A crazed smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with excitement and greed.

"Yes, that's it, that's it."

He muttered, his voice full of madness.

"Give all your Spiritual Qi to me, give all your Qi and blood to me.

I need power, I need to Breakthrough this broken array. Rest assured, when I get out, I will definitely erect a monument for each and every one of you!"

As he drove the Blood Sacrifice Array, the Spiritual Qi and Qi and blood of those Jile Sect Disciples transformed into streaks of blood-red light, surging out from their bodies and converging toward the Acetylene Great Array.

Those blood-red lights intertwined and coiled in mid-air, forming an eerie blood-colored curtain of light that enveloped the entire cliff.

That blood-colored light curtain emitted a nauseating stench of blood, and within it, it seemed as if countless wronged souls were wailing, struggling, and crying.

That was the resentment generated when the life force of those Jile Sect Disciples was forcibly extracted; they were unwilling, they were angry, they were desperate, but none of these emotions could stop the operation of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Those blood-red lights gathered together, becoming thicker and brighter, like a long river of blood surging from all directions and flowing toward the Acetylene Great Array.

They had not yet entered the array, only gathering outside it, but that terrifying aura already made everyone feel palpitations.

Situ E watched those blood-red lights, his eyes full of excitement and greed.

He licked his cracked lips, his voice husky and crazed: "Come, all of you come.

I can't wait any longer. Once this Spiritual Qi enters my body, I will be able to Breakthrough the Saint Realm and enter another Realm.

Hahaha, when that happens, I will be able to break through this broken array and rush out."

Saying this, he raised his head and looked at Xu Ruyu, a ferocious smile hanging on the corners of his mouth: "Xu Ruyu, do you think I will admit defeat? You just wait!

You stinking brat relying on evil heterodox ways to show off, do you think I'm going to lose to you?

When I get out, I will definitely suck dry your flesh and blood, then take your bones apart piece by piece and take them back to my Jile Sect headquarters as decorations!"

His voice grew sharper and crazier, like the screech of a night owl, echoing in the night sky.

Those blood-red lights were still gathering, becoming thicker and brighter.

The entire cliff was dyed an eerie blood color, and the air was filled with a heavy, bloody stench.

The cries of the Jile Sect Disciples grew weaker and sparser, one after another falling down, never to climb back up again.

Some were still cursing in low voices: "Situ E... you will die a horrible death..."

Some could no longer speak, only able to emit weak groans.

Some had completely lost all signs of life, turning into shriveled corpses lying on the ground, their eyes still open, staring fixedly in Situ E's direction, their eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Situ E turned a blind eye to those gazes; all his attention was focused on the gathering blood-red lights.

His hands were trembling, not out of fear, but out of excitement.

"It's almost time... almost time..." he muttered, "Just wait a little longer... just a little longer and I will be able to..."

He suddenly shut his mouth.

His eyes widened, the smile on his face froze, and his whole body stiffened, unmoving.

He stared blankly in a certain direction, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

His mouth was agape, and a "he-he" sound came from his throat, but he couldn't say a single word.

His eyes were filled with terror, the muscles on his face were twitching, and his hands were trembling—this time, not out of excitement, but out of fear.