The Lost City was shrouded in silence.
Within the barrier, facing Ye Ling alone, the myriad of demonic creatures felt an aura from him that overwhelmed them all!
For a moment, the demons were stunned by Ye Ling, hesitant to test his strength.
Ye Ling paid no mind to these low-level demons, their cultivation barely reaching the third rank. He looked towards the altar and strode forward.
"How dare you be so audacious!"
A furious roar echoed from the altar, followed by an aura of cultivation, pushing from the seventh rank towards the eighth, bearing down on Ye Ling.
However, the oppressive aura from the altar did not impede Ye Ling in the slightest. He continued his unhurried advance towards the altar.
The lesser demons, seeing that Ye Ling was unaffected by the pressure of their highest priest, were all greatly alarmed. They retreated to the sides, hastily clearing a path for him.
No demon dared to block Ye Ling's path any longer.
The priest within the altar seemed extremely displeased with the demons' retreat, shouting furiously, "A bunch of useless gluttons! You're scared stiff by a mere biped, what use are you to me?!"
The priest in the altar bellowed, "All of you, attack! Anyone who dares to falter, I'll have them chopped up for wine!"
As the priest's threat rang out, fear flickered across the faces of the surrounding demons, who were already intimidated by Ye Ling.
Compared to dying at the hands of the priest, they would rather die by Ye Ling's hand!
Moreover, Ye Ling was only one person, and if they attacked together, they might just be able to defeat him.
With this thought, the demons no longer hesitated and charged towards Ye Ling!
"Kill!!!"
The roars of the demons echoed through the Lost City.
Ye Ling looked at the swarming horde of demonic creatures, his gaze remaining indifferent, unchanged.
"Overestimating yourselves."
He said lightly, and a monstrous demonic energy surged around him, coalescing into a colossal demonic figure behind him.
The technique was "Fa Tian Xiang Di, Mo Wang Shen!" (Heavenly Manifestation, Demon King Form!)
"Wh-what is that?"
Countless demons stared at the immense demonic statue that reached the sky of the Lost City's barrier, their faces filled with horror, their hearts trembling!
The shrimp and crab soldiers who were about to reach Ye Ling froze in place, completely losing the ability to think.
It's over...
Boom!
Under the stunned gaze of countless demons, the demonic statue slammed its fist onto the ground. The Lost City instantly collapsed by more than half, the barrier shattered, and a vast amount of seawater surged into the enclosure!
"Presumptuous!!!"
Upon seeing the demonic statue behind Ye Ling, the priest in the altar finally realized Ye Ling's power. He shouted again, and a white light rose from the altar, piercing the broken barrier above and mending it completely.
Although the barrier was repaired quickly, the Lost City within it was still submerged by seawater, with the corpses of many demons floating on the surface.
Ye Ling stood on the water, the demonic statue behind him having dissipated. He calmly looked ahead.
On the part of the altar that protruded from the water stood a composite monster with a dragon's head, a human's body, four arms, and eight legs.
It held a white scepter in its hand, its expression extremely grim. The aura surging around it was that of the eighth rank!
"How many years has it been? No biped has ever voluntarily trespassed into the Lost City..."
The eight-legged priest looked coldly at Ye Ling and said in a deep voice, "A mere mortal, yet you dare to disrupt the sacrifices, blaspheme my god, and even dare to slaughter here."
"Today, I shall tear you into eight pieces!"
As his words fell, the eight-legged priest struck the altar rhythmically three times with its scepter.
Soon, the ground lit up with white light. The giants outside the barrier seemed to be activated by something and began to walk towards the altar.
A rumbling sound echoed through the seabed.
The surrounding barrier that blocked the seawater was as if nothing to these giants. They passed through the barrier directly and surrounded Ye Ling.
The eight-legged priest looked at Ye Ling and smiled, "These ancient giants, since the Great Desolation era, have slain countless gods and demons. Their power is enough to reach the heavens!"
"Although they have lost most of their power during the long confinement of ages, they are more than enough to deal with a mere biped like you!"
Ye Ling calmly glanced at the giants approaching him, then his gaze fell upon the eight-legged priest.
The next moment, Ye Ling vanished from his spot and appeared before the eight-legged priest.
The eight-legged priest, who had been so confident in the giants it had summoned, suddenly saw Ye Ling appear before it. Its mocking smile instantly froze.
Its pupils contracted sharply, "You!!!"
It had not seen how Ye Ling had approached at all!
"You are too noisy, die."
Ye Ling said indifferently to the eight-legged priest and directly grabbed its head.
A torrent of demonic energy invaded the eight-legged priest's head.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The eight-legged priest's shrill screams echoed within the barrier. The ancient giants that were surrounding Ye Ling, having lost the control of the eight-legged priest, all stopped their advance and froze in place.
Within the barrier, the demons who had luckily survived Ye Ling's demonic statue's punch, upon seeing their highest priest so easily defeated by Ye Ling, were all terrified beyond measure and utterly stunned!
Soon, Ye Ling had plundered all of the eight-legged priest's memories, gaining a more comprehensive understanding of the Lost City.
Afterward, Ye Ling directly ended its life, casually tossing its corpse into the water.
The Lost City fell into an eerie silence.
Ye Ling discarded the eight-legged priest's corpse and looked at the altar ahead, his eyes gradually deepening.
The background here was somewhat different from what he had learned from the crab general earlier.
This eight-legged priest, who appeared to be the upper-level manager of the Lost City, was actually just one of the failed experiments of the alien civilization, the Tongtian clan, from back then.
After the Tongtian clan was sealed by the sages of the Great Desolation era at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, their clansmen either died or were annihilated. Now, not many descendants remained alive in this world.
This eight-legged priest had also slumbered at the bottom of the sea for millions of years before miraculously awakening in a nutrient pod by chance...
Subsequently, this eight-legged priest assumed the identity of the Great Priest of the Tongtian clan and quickly took control of the Lost City using the Tongtian clan's knowledge.
After years of development, the eight-legged priest had indeed become the highest priest of the Lost City.
The historical accounts of the Tongtian clan known to the shrimp and crab soldiers were mostly learned from the eight-legged priest, and a large portion of the information was fabricated through the eight-legged priest's own imagination.
"This guy is actually a liar..."
After reading the eight-legged priest's memories, Ye Ling realized that the demons in the Lost City might have all been deceived by the eight-legged priest. He didn't know how to describe his feelings.
Most of the history of the Lost City was fabricated by the eight-legged priest. The truth of history was buried in the dust and sand, and it was uncertain whether it could still be unearthed.
However, apart from the history of the Lost City, what Ye Ling was more concerned about was the sacrificial offering that the eight-legged priest intended to use at the altar.
Du Yameng and other young women were randomly captured by the demons of the Lost City, merely serving as ordinary human sacrifices.
But Feng Ke...
Was a target specifically sought by the eight-legged priest.