Seeing Ti Lang's pathetic state, Er Duo felt a pang of hesitation.
Their own strength was no match for Chen Fan, and the异生物 (yì shēngwù - exotic creatures) they summoned were inferior to the opponent's.
They were utterly outmatched, with no hope of obtaining the divine artifact from Chen Fan.
"Leave!"
Er Duo inwardly roared, then formed a hand seal to control the spider to hold back the golden tiger. He then appeared beside Ti Lang.
Although Chen Fan's attention was mostly on the golden tiger, he had been keeping an eye on the two high-ranking members of the Blood Witch clan.
He was well aware of Er Duo's actions.
Trying to escape?
Chen Fan glanced at the tiger, deciding not to pursue.
Killing these two now would have little significance. The matter could only truly conclude by defeating the strongest among their people.
As for restraining them and extracting information through soul-searching, that was just a fleeting thought.
Individuals at their level would surely have defenses in place, preventing him from easily obtaining any information.
Er Duo took Ti Lang away, intending to rush him back to the sacrificial altar, as Ti Lang might die otherwise.
As for Chen Fan, others would deal with him.
With Er Duo and Ti Lang gone, the poisonous scorpion's spider lost its ferocity, showing extreme fear when facing the tiger.
Under such circumstances, the golden tiger effortlessly crushed the two monsters.
Chen Fan looked at the tiger, then formed a hand seal, sending the golden tiger back to its own异空间 (yì kōngjiān - exotic space).
Such powerful beings could not survive on Earth for long.
Even if they could, he couldn't bring them along; it would be too conspicuous and invite trouble.
Having done all this, Chen Fan continued towards the central sacrificial altar.
This would likely be the last obstruction, wouldn't it?
Indeed, after Ti Lang and Er Duo's failure, no one else came to their deaths.
These people were not fools, rushing to their doom when they knew they were outmatched.
With an unobstructed path, Chen Fan soon arrived in front of the grand sacrificial altar, where no one stood in his way.
This was it!
Chen Fan knew the person he was looking for was definitely inside.
He pushed open the doors of the grand sacrificial altar and walked straight in, unconcerned about any ambushes.
Since he had come this far, he was prepared for a fierce battle.
The interior of the grand sacrificial altar was pitch black, with little light. However, with Chen Fan's vision, he could still discern some things.
This altar did not differ much from the temples or churches he had seen before.
Around the altar stood statues of exotic beasts with strange and terrifying appearances, creatures Chen Fan had never seen before.
And at the very center of the altar was a man with a serpent's body and a human head, resembling a demon. In his left hand, he held a sword, and in his right, a scroll. He appeared solemn and sacred, yet gave Chen Fan a peculiar feeling.
He felt that this statue was not of a normal deity, but rather emanated a strangely terrifying and chilling aura.
Suddenly, Chen Fan recalled the Blood Witch clan members he had fought earlier; they had a phantom image behind them.
It was this statue!
Those phantom images were blurry, but now, their forms gradually overlapped with the statue he saw before him.
It seemed that the figure represented by this statue was the "Divine Lord" the Blood Witch clan spoke of!
This clan appeared so wicked; even if the owner of this statue were a deity, it would not be a righteous one.
It was an evil god!
Besides the statue, what drew Chen Fan's attention the most was the large platform directly in front.
The platform was vast, covering a hundred zhang in area. From this, one could tell that the altar contained its own world within.
On the platform, many people were gathered, likely all members of the Blood Witch clan.
Er Duo and Ti Lang were among them.
At this moment, all the members of the Blood Witch clan were looking at Chen Fan. In their eyes, apart from hatred and coldness, there was nothing else to be seen.
Clearly, Chen Fan's killing of their kin had incited their anger.
If not for some reason, they would have charged down to fight Chen Fan to the death.
Chen Fan was completely unfazed by this. He had come here precisely to exterminate these people.
One side would perish before this conflict ended; there was nothing more to be said.
Aside from these people, Chen Fan also saw an elder with his back turned to him, and Su Yingxia, bound and stripped, with only her private parts covered.
Seeing this, Chen Fan's anger intensified.
Although Su Yingxia was only his ex-wife and they were no longer connected, seeing her endure such torment still enraged him.
These people truly deserved to die!
Chen Fan walked step by step towards the platform, each stride heavy, the void resonating with a frightening rumble of thunder.
The Blood Witch clan members watched Chen Fan, many clenching their fists. If not for the Great Shaman's presence, they would have already rushed forward to battle their enemy.
The platform was about ten meters high, but for these martial cultivators, it posed no difficulty.
Chen Fan easily leaped onto the platform. The Blood Witch clan members automatically parted, creating a path. They knew that the conversation that followed would be between the Great Shaman and this intruder.
Through the passage in the center, Chen Fan reached Su Yingxia's side. Strangely, no one stepped forward to stop him during this time.
Even if they knew of his strength, did they have to act like this?