I'm not a theatre god

"...the place of divine sacrifice?"

Jian Changsheng's eyes were full of confusion, "Wait a minute... the ancient treasure of witchcraft is missing?"

"That's right." The master said calmly, "Do you know which disaster was the first in history to cross the gray world and arrive in the human world during the Great Cataclysm?"

Jian Changsheng shook his head repeatedly.

The master raised his hand and pointed at his feet, "The first disaster to cross the gray realm is the king of the forbidden sea, also known as forbidden disaster."

Jian Changsheng's mouth opened unconsciously, "Avoid the disaster? Doesn't that mean... it has lived for at least three hundred years from the time of the great catastrophe to now?"

"Three hundred years is not a long time for a world-destroying disaster. Regardless of other world-destroying disasters, I have lived for at least three thousand years just for the disaster..." The master's eyes narrowed slightly, " Avoiding disasters is the natural enemy of the shamanistic and divine ways.

No one knows why the first intersection of the two worlds caused such a world-destroying disaster, and no one knows why it came... In short, from the moment it came to this world, it went straight to the witch. Went in the direction of Dao Guzang...

The emergence of taboo disasters was a nightmare for human society that had just experienced a world war at that time;

From the moment the disaster was observed, humans used all the thermal weapons available at that time, and continued to suppress it for two days and two nights, but they were unable to stop it... or even make it bleed.

Human beings who had just ended the melee at that time never thought that there were such terrifying monsters in the world. The forbidden disaster subverted everyone's understanding, and some people even began to call it the messenger of destruction. It was a catastrophe sent by God after seeing human beings endlessly killing each other.

In short, the world at that time was shaken by the disaster, and it just crossed an ocean under everyone's gaze, exterminating four countries on the way, and finally arrived at the ancient Tibet of Wudao.

The ability to avoid disasters is extremely special. It can even actively absorb all the incantations and formations of the Witch God Way. Wherever it passes, all the rituals of divine communication will fail. Even the ancient treasures of the Witch Way that carry the Witch God Way will not be able to function. There was no way to stop it... but after it climbed up to the ancient witchcraft treasure trove, it bit off a corner of the ancient witchcraft treasure trove and swallowed it into its belly.

After doing all this, its movements gradually slowed down. Later, two Nine Lords appeared and fought with it bloodyly before driving it back to the gray world. "

After Jian Changsheng heard this, his face was full of shock and confusion. He recalled Ji Disaster's reaction when they entered the Forbidden Sea just now, and couldn't help but ask:

"Ji disaster is so cowardly and doesn't like fighting, why would he go all the way across the gray world to eat the ancient treasures of the witch path?"

"The problem lies beneath our feet."

The master glanced around and spoke slowly, "Perhaps this place of divine sacrifice is attracting it...or maybe it feels some kind of threat, so even if it crosses the gray world and the ocean, it must be swallowed into its belly. According to For already."

Jian Changsheng looked at the dilapidated land and broken walls around him, turned around twice, and found nothing special.

"So what does this place of worship do?"

"The so-called Shinto ancient collections are the embodiment of all history corresponding to a Shinto... You can understand them as a special museum that stores all the Shinto heritage since the birth of civilization.

For example, the ancient theater collection will retain all "performance" files, as well as all "faces", stages, etc... These histories will be partitioned by category and stored independently.

The place of divine sacrifice corresponds to the oldest "sacrifice" in the shamanistic way. "

"'Sacrifice'..." Jian Changsheng was thoughtful.

After the master pondered for a moment, he walked straight to the central altar.

Although Jian Changsheng didn't quite understand, he still followed him obediently. At the same time, "Chen Ling", who was the first to be swallowed, also stood up from the ruins unsteadily.

Even after rolling in Ji disaster's belly for so long, the white paper shackles on his hands were still not damaged at all. He held his forehead with one hand and held a red paper umbrella with the other, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. , the eyes sparkled.

After a moment, he took steps, slowly stepping over the many broken wall fragments, and followed the footsteps of his master.

After entering here, "Chen Ling" behaved obviously much more cautiously.

This was not because he felt threatened here, on the contrary, he did not notice anything strange from here at all...

But "Chen Ling" is not stupid. Since the master is determined to bring him here and promises to give him his freedom after coming, according to common sense, the other party probably has some kind of arrangement here and is confident that he can kill him here. yourself, or take control of yourself with the shackles off.

"Chen Ling" didn't believe that this old guy who was pretending to be tender would let her go honestly... and the reason why he dared to come here even though he knew there was a problem here was that he really couldn't untie the white paper shackles. On the other hand, it stems from his strong confidence in himself.

As long as the white paper shackles are released and he regains his full strength, he will be invincible in this world.

The three figures, each with their own thoughts, slowly climbed up the stairs of the altar. More than a dozen fireballs reflected their shadows on the stairs, swaying... Densely packed incantations lit up on the inner wall of the intestines and stomach above, like stars in the sky. silent flashing

The first one to ascend the altar is the master;

Secondly, there is Jian Changsheng who is following closely behind...

Jian Changsheng couldn't help but frown when he saw the ancient altar in front of him, which looked like it had no aesthetic appeal. There were pillars made of stones and some rotten ropes everywhere, with nothing in the middle... If you insist on saying that there is something different here, it is the various twisted symbols engraved on the ground, which look like some extremely ancient text, but I don't know what they were painted with.

"I have fulfilled your conditions."

"Chen Ling", holding a red paper umbrella, followed the master's footprints and stepped onto the altar step by step. He frowned and looked around carefully, then said with a gloomy face, "As promised, you should let me go free."

The master looked back at him, his eyes gradually complicated, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and a disc instantly unfolded, like the wind silently passing by "Chen Ling"'s face!

"Chen Ling", who had been on guard against sneak attacks, suddenly changed his expression. He suddenly retreated and flew backwards, roaring:

"You go back on your word!! You will be retaliated by Shinto!"

"Retaliated by Shinto?" The master smiled faintly, "Then come on... Anyway, it's not the first time."

"Chen Ling" was wearing white paper shackles and could not use his own power at all. He could only watch himself being swallowed by the world of the disc. At the same time, the master's voice, like thunder, exploded in his ears!

"Chen Ling, what are you waiting for?"