Chapter 2233 - 2233: Altar of the Dead 2


    Trantor: Henyee Trantions Editor: Henyee Trantions


    “How many heads were chopped off?” The Head of the Undead Race eximed in surprise.


    “No, not instantly. They were slowly piled up and left in this manner. If I am not mistaken, this is the altar,” Gu Chaoyan said calmly. Suddenly, she had a realization. If that was indeed the altar, she urgently dered, “Let’s leave immediately!”<div>


    The very moment Gu Chaoyan yelled, the heads copsed and began to plummet towards them.


    The Head of the Undead Race and Di Hongyun were startled; they were in imminent danger of being crushed to death!


    As they began to sprint, a massive shadow swiftly closed in on them. Gu


    Chaoyan turned around and witnessed the blood-drenched figure approaching.


    “Oh my goodness! That creature is so grotesque, even uglier than me!” The Head of the Undead Race eximed in surprise. He couldn’t help but indulge in a touch of narcissism.


    Gu Chaoyan rolled her eyes at him.


    He was still focused onparing appearances.


    What was the use of such apetition? They could both just embrace their ugliness.


    Upon finishing his words, the blood-soaked figure continuously repeated, “Stay, stay, just stay.”


    Hearing these words, Gu Chaoyan felt her consciousness being drawn away. If she lost her consciousness, she might be one of those severed heads.


    In that very moment, Di Hongyun seemed entirely captivated by the voice.<div>


    “Cover your ears, don’t listen!” Gu Chaoyan shouted loudly, worried that she might not be quick enough.


    However, it seemed that Di Hongyun couldn’t hear her. Gu Chaoyan extended her hand and pped him, jolting him awake instantly.


    As he regained consciousness, he quickly exined, “Don’t just run; the heads inside are guided by sound. The Altar of the Dead uses both human and undead heads, and the heads inside must have been guided by sound, leading them to sever their own heads. The altar demands voluntary sacrifices!”


    Gu Chaoyan led them out of the town, and the shadow remained rooted in one ce, unable to pursue them any further.


    She stopped abruptly, her body drenched in cold sweat.


    She vividly remembered reading about this location in a book on space, precisely 500 meters back.


    However…


    This was merely a level-5 mystic realm of the Supreme Sect. How could it pose such a grave danger? It seemed like they were risking their lives by staying here!


    “What’s happening?” Di Hongyun remained bewildered, feeling as though he had been under some form of external guidance, as if he were beingpelled to do something.


    “We should leave and find that man. It’s too perilous to remain here on our own,” Gu Chaoyan advised.


    Initially, she had assumed that the mystic realm separated them to prevent internal conflicts and make it easier for individuals to achieve their objectives within the realm. However, upon further reflection, it became apparent that this was not the case at all.


    If this mystic realm was genuinely as treacherous as it appeared, then anyone who entered it, separated or not, would face the risk of being entombed here, let alone achieving their goals.


    In the past, Supreme Sect’s mystic realms had never proven fatal; this turn of events was confounding.. What had happened?