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Yun Shan muttered to himself, his face filled with shock.

"It's already too late."

"Since this rotten flesh hall's sinister domain has undergone an unknown calamity, do you really think you can leave as before and return safely?"

Yi Chen shook his head indifferently.

As the sound of his voice fell,

there was a loud thud.

A strange black stone suddenly fell at the passage they had come through, blocking the way out.

On the black stone were carved incomplete Buddhist patterns, and there were apsaras, Buddhas, and lotus designs clearly visible on it.

At that moment, Jin Hua, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly twisted her head 180 degrees, her eye sockets, devoid of pupils and filled with white, stared stiffly at Yi Chen.

Her mouth opened and closed, fresh blood gushing out in mouthfuls, as bloodlines streamed simultaneously from her seven orifices.

"Dao… Daoist… run…"

"The… the scent… is poisonous."

After she spoke, Jin Hua's head drooped down, but her mouth slowly curved into a sinister smile.

"Senior Han, this…"

"Farewell, Daoist Yun Shan. If I make it out, I will surely chant the 'Verses for the Dead' a few extra times for all you Daoists," Yi Chen interrupted Yun Shan's words as he slowly ascended.

"What do you mean, Senior Han?" The three Yun Shan were both shocked and angry!

"Daoist Yun Shan, the medicine you relied on is utterly useless, your bodies have been eroded, and your thoughts are no longer your own," Yi Chen said, sighing with disappointment.

It was just after Jin Hua's reminder that Yi Chen suddenly noticed something was off with the three Yun Shan Daoists beside him.

Without knowing when, their eyes were filled with vast patches of bloodstreaks.

The square seemed to act as a catalyst, speeding up the monstrous transformation.

Surprisingly to Yi Chen, his 'loyal' Crimson Panther still had eyes maintaining a clarity of seven parts, as if it hadn't been completely affected, which he found very strange.

"Could it be that the strange scent in this rotten flesh hall first erodes the spirit before taking control of the body?"

"Since I have imprinted the Crimson Panther's mind with a steel stamp of loyalty and beasts are unlike humans with complicated, changeable thoughts, it withstood the first wave of erosion?"

Yi Chen couldn't help but speculate.

Even Jin Hua, the early-entry cultivator, and the ugly scar-faced cultivator close to True Monarch's middle stage had been affected. It was inconceivable that the Crimson Panther, with the lowest cultivation, was more resilient than these people.

At that moment, suddenly the three Yun Shan's eyes turned completely red, their limbs beginning to swell uncontrollably, distorting and elongating.

Their limbs swelled up, their extremities degenerating into giant tentacles.

Jin Hua in the distance underwent the same transformation. No, her transformation was even more violent, the tentacled monster she became was even bigger.

"Panther, fall back."

With a thought, Yi Chen immediately called back his loyal big red panther that had come to offer itself up.

In the final moments of the transformation, Yun Shan looked painfully towards Yi Chen. Yi Chen knew he was pleading for help, but he was also without any means of assistance.

Just then, on the square, four inhuman roars suddenly rang out.

"Roar!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Yun Shan and his two companions, along with the transformed Jin Hua with her massive tentacles, smacked the ground and charged toward Yi Chen with a furious bellow.

The reddish-brown tiles covering the square oozed thick blood, forming a dense carpet of flesh and blood that loomed over Yi Chen.

"Fuck!"
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Caught off guard, Yi Chen couldn't help but blurt out a swear word as he faced the unavoidable onslaught of the blood and flesh carpet that enveloped him layer by layer, with countless tiny tentacles like needle points burrowing into his skin.

Ting ting ting ting ting.

A grating sound of fine punctures filled the air.

Seizing this opportunity, the monstrous tentacles formed by the transformed Jin Hua and Yun Shan slammed into the ground and propelled themselves into the air, tightly wrapping around the bloody carpet that enveloped Yi Chen.

The crimson leopard was anxiously yowling on the ground, clearly displaying great loyalty.

But bound by Yi Chen's command to keep its distance, it could only howl mournfully from afar.

From its perspective, its master was completely surrounded and wrapped by the flesh monster in the sky.

Layer by layer, the tentacles squeezed the bloody carpet into a tightly wound flesh dumpling.

At that moment, the crimson leopard's cries came to a halt.

It suddenly heard a continuous 'rip' sound coming from deep within the flesh dumpling, like the sound of tearing cloth.

A muffled explosion erupted from the sky.

The crimson leopard stood up excitedly, its eyes full of joy and loyalty, looking like an exuberant large dog.

Splat!

On the square, a crack had inexplicably appeared on the surface of the massive flesh dumpling in the sky, from which a rich golden light shone through.

"You little shit!"

"Fuck your mother!"

"Pure Yang Holy Seal! Open the Heavenly Light!"

A furious roar suddenly burst forth from the sky, and the cracks on the flesh dumpling rapidly multiplied as beams of golden light pierced through them.

There was a sudden loud explosion.

Bang!

The sound akin to a hydrogen airship exploding resounded.

Countless chunks of flesh the size of doors scattered in all directions, raining down in a fierce storm and striking the vast expanse of the square, kicking up clouds of dust and smoke.

In the sky, a twenty-meter-tall dark-gilded Daoist suddenly descended towards the square, his knees striking the ground and creating a deep crater more than a meter deep.

The Daoist's expression was cold, his eyes intently focused on the writhing flesh on the square below, with two suns of pure gold rising in his gaze. His hair, which had come loose and casually draped over his shoulders, fluttered slightly as if stirred by an unseen force, giving him the appearance of a deity descending to earth.

Under his watchful eyes, purple lumps of flesh flew out from the blood and flesh on the ground, converging into a bizarre, basin-sized purple mass.