(Second Update)

"These people seem to have low-level cultivators, or those with spiritual roots!" Jiao Shiliu said suddenly upon hearing this.

"Indeed! Then you mean, we should also pretend to be low-level cultivators and be teleported in with them?" Jiao Jiu transmitted his voice.

"That's right. After all, with our cultivation levels, it shouldn't be a problem to deceive them." Han Li replied.

"The teleportation point may be related to Gongshu Hong. Should we notify Jiao Ba and the others?" Jiao Shiliu hesitated slightly.

"We're just trying to sneak in for now. Let's talk about it when we find something." Jiao Jiu replied with a somewhat indifferent tone.

With that said, he raised his hand and gently touched his cheeks and forehead. An invisible wave immediately rippled from his body.

Although the appearance of his transformed face didn't change, his aura rapidly changed, reaching the mid-Foundation Establishment stage in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Han Li and the others followed suit, adjusting their auras to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Then, the three of them focused their minds slightly, waiting for the red light to rise from beneath their feet.

However, after a quarter of an hour, red pillars of light continued to light up around them, but none were under their feet.

"Why isn't there any teleportation? Could it be that your judgment was wrong, and this 'Heaven's Choice' is just random?" Jiao Jiu asked hesitantly, transmitting his voice.

"Don't worry, let's wait a little longer. If the 'Jiazi Heaven's Choice' ends and we haven't been teleported away, we'll use our divine sense to explore a small area." Han Li replied after thinking for a moment.

Jiao Jiu didn't say anything more after hearing this, but carefully looked around.

Just then, a light suddenly shone under his feet, and a red light suddenly rose, enveloping him. The eyes of everyone around him instantly turned towards him.

Before he could react, the light instantly converged, and his figure disappeared.

A sound of discussion and praise immediately arose from the surrounding crowd, filled with envy and regret.

However, before their voices could fade, two more red lights suddenly lit up beside them, and with a flash, they took two more people away from their spots.

These two were naturally Han Li and Jiao Shiwu.

Han Li only felt a spin of light and shadow around him, and his body swayed involuntarily in the void before landing firmly again.

He looked around and found that he was still surrounded by countless people. Jiao Shiliu was standing not far from him with a puzzled look, but Jiao Jiu's figure couldn't be seen for a moment.

They were now in a vast underground palace, surrounded by people on all sides. They couldn't see the walls of the palace, only the roof above and the thick stone pillars standing nearby.

Large fire basins were hanging from them, and they didn't know what was burning inside. There was no smoke, only crimson flames constantly rising.

At the same time, red lights continued to light up around them, and one after another, mortals and low-level cultivators were sent here.

Compared to the solemn atmosphere in the square, this place seemed more noisy. Everyone who had been teleported here seemed a little uncontrollably excited, shrugging their shoulders and tiptoeing to look around.

In addition to several Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stage cultivators, Han Li was surrounded by mostly mortals. They naturally felt like a miracle had occurred when they were suddenly teleported here, and they all piously chanted prayers in low voices.

The various sounds merged together, constantly echoing in the entire underground palace, buzzing non-stop.

Listening to these sounds, Han Li felt a slight sense of oppression for some reason.

However, this feeling didn't last long and quickly disappeared, but the faint bloody smell lingering in the somewhat turbid air never went away.

He frowned slightly, looked down at his feet, and found that the bluestone slabs on the ground all showed a slightly blackened dark red color, as if they had been stained with blood for many years.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but recall the Yin Earth he had discovered under the stone slabs of the underground palace in Red Moon City, Lanzhou, and he couldn't help but frown.

At this time, Jiao Shiliu squeezed through the crowd with difficulty and came to his side, asking in a low voice:

"How is it? Have you found anything?"

"There seem to be some clues, but I can't be sure yet. Let's find Fellow Daoist Jiao Jiu first." Han Li shook his head.

With that said, he transmitted his voice to Jiao Jiu, asking where he was.

After some communication, he learned that Jiao Jiu had been teleported to a location some distance away from them, near the center of the underground palace.

So, amidst the noise of the crowd, the two of them moved silently towards the center, naturally attracting complaints and scoldings along the way.

The closer he got to the center of the underground palace, the more Han Li found that the bloody smell he could smell was stronger, and the color of the floor under his feet was more intense.

When he arrived near the center of the underground palace, the color of the stone slabs on the ground had become almost purplish-black.

Han Li raised his head slightly and saw a statue more than ten feet tall standing in front of him, which was the Red Moon Island Lord Gongshu Hong.

Near the statue, there was a stone platform about thirty feet in diameter, slightly higher than the ground, empty except for a short and stout man standing on it.

He was wearing a purple robe, and the same blood-moon pattern was embroidered on his chest.

His eyes were half-closed, obscuring most of the light in his eyes. His aura was calm and restrained, and he was actually a hidden Loose Immortal.

Han Li and the others stopped at the edge of the open area, paused their gazes slightly on the Loose Immortal, and then looked behind the statue.

They saw a person in the crowd there also squeezed forward slightly, revealing half of his body, which was Jiao Jiu.

He naturally saw Han Li and the others and was about to move towards them when he saw the Loose Immortal suddenly raise his head and look around.

After a moment, the short man withdrew his gaze, looked straight ahead, and said:

"Everyone..."

As his voice rose, all the surrounding noise stopped abruptly, and the entire underground palace suddenly became extremely quiet. Everyone's eyes turned towards him.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.

Seeing this, Jiao Jiu also stopped and looked at the Loose Immortal.

"The Heaven's Choice ceremony has ended. Everyone here has been favored by the Holy Lord for sincerely believing in the Holy Lord, and has obtained this supreme glory." The stout short man said in a loud voice.

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed and cheered.

Han Li looked around and found that red lights were no longer lighting up in the underground palace, and no one was being teleported in.

The short man raised his hands in front of him and pressed down a few times, and the cheers gradually subsided. The underground palace returned to silence.

He only heard him say again:

"The Holy Lord is benevolent and willing to open the Immortal Gate. He has decided to select those with outstanding talent and deep immortal缘 from among you to teach the secret methods of cultivation and serve by his side. You must pray sincerely to ask for the Holy Lord to descend."

Hearing this, the people in the palace folded their hands in front of them, closed their eyes, and immediately began to pray.

Hearing this, Jiao Shiliu immediately showed a hint of joy on his face and transmitted his voice to Han Li and the others:

"Fellow Daoists, now that we know that Gongshu Hong is about to descend here, should we immediately notify Senior Jiao San?"

Hearing this, Han Li looked at Jiao Jiu on the opposite side with a slightly condensed gaze, but saw that he had a pensive expression.

Just then, the statue in the center of the underground palace suddenly trembled, and two blood-red rays of light lit up in its eyes.

Seeing this, Han Li and the others turned their gazes towards the statue.

"Welcome the Holy Lord to descend."

The stout short man turned around, bowed to the statue, and said with extreme respect.

Seeing this, everyone immediately followed his movements, bowed deeply, and chanted, "Welcome the Holy Lord to descend."

Han Li also bent down slightly, but his eyes were examining the statue and the unremarkable short man.

He saw the man forming hand seals in front of him, his lips constantly moving, as if he was silently chanting something.

The blood-red light in the eyes of the statue behind him suddenly flashed, directly turning into two red pillars of light and projecting forward.

"Kaka kaka"

As the statue slowly rotated, the two blood-red pillars of light constantly swept through the crowd.

When it swept over Han Li, he clearly felt a divine sense linger on him slightly before turning to the side.

What he found strange was that the source of that divine sense didn't seem to be the statue, but the short man in the purple robe.

Just then, Jiao Jiu's voice rang in Han Li's heart:

"What is this guy up to? There's no Holy Lord descending here at all! He's just releasing his divine sense!"

"It seems he's just using the name of that Holy Lord to perform a ceremony. I'm afraid Gongshu Hong won't be descending here." Han Li replied after a slight thought.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two red pillars of light that had swept through the crowd stopped and landed on two young-looking men.

The two of them immediately showed expressions of joy and quickly moved towards the center under the call of the Loose Immortal, attracting countless envious glances along the way.

Han Li glanced at the two of them and took a look, and immediately found that although these two were only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, their spiritual root attributes and bones seemed to be good.

Then, the two rays of light wandered through the crowd again.

After a moment, they stopped again on a thin boy and a pretty girl.

Han Li saw that although these two were not cultivators, their cultivation aptitude was excellent.

After that, as the red pillars of light constantly moved and stopped, one after another, young boys and girls were selected.

Under the guidance of the Loose Immortal, they all moved towards the high platform in the center of the statue.

Before long, more than two hundred people had gathered there.

From Han Li's point of view, if one didn't look at the cultivation level but only at the cultivation aptitude, they were all the best among the tens of thousands of people in this underground palace.

Seeing this, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind, connecting many things from before, and he seemed to have figured out something crucial. He quickly transmitted his voice to Jiao Jiu and the others:

"Fellow Daoists, things may be a little bad. This place is probably not a place to meet the Holy Lord, but a blood sacrifice site of Red Moon Island."

"What?" Jiao Jiu was shocked to hear this.

"Jiao Shiwu, did you find any clues? What exactly is going on?" Jiao Shiliu also looked at Han Li with a puzzled expression.