Little Girl

The young master in black armor spoke coldly, "You go first!"

The ritual had already begun, and these red-robed attendants were of no use now. Staying here would only expose their identities.

They were all strong cultivators from different sects, brought here specifically for this blood sacrifice. Normally, they wouldn't have met.

Except for him, no one knew their true identities.

"Yes!" Several red-robed attendants respectfully obeyed.

A small formation rose, and the attendants entered it, instantly transported billions of miles away, their presence disappearing in an instant.

Now, only the young master remained in the valley.

Inside the altar, the scene was chaotic, with only some skeletons remaining.

From the altar, a faint origin source rose—or rather, a force never seen before, encompassing all things in the universe.

Unfortunately, it was too little.