Chapter 1622: Blood Sacrifice
uld only sleep to replenish his energy. It took him a long time to fall asleep soundly, and as a result, he looked much thinner and wasted a lot of time on cultivation. From now on, he wouldn't have...On the sheer cliff face.
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Zhu Wu Dao and others had already crossed halfway up the mountain, walking along a stone path that led straight to the summit of the sheer cliff.
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This road is the fastest of all stone paths, but the restrictions along the way are numerous. Even with the four powerful divine abilities of Zhū Wú Dào, they felt mentally exhausted. They stopped halfway to rest.
They drew closer to the precipice, but they could not see what lay beyond, for a ring of crimson mist hung just below the peak.
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The fog hung heavy, obscuring their vision.
There are also other restrictions in between, it is still unclear what the source of the red mist is.
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Four people joined hands, breaking through layers of restrictions, and finally arrived below the red mist.
Look up.
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The fog was thick, like a viscous liquid that couldn't be broken, not only obstructing their vision but also hindering their attempts to use divine abilities like the Eye of Spirit.
All worldly distractions had vanished from his eyes, leaving behind only a golden glow. A thoughtful expression clouded his face.
Due to the relation with the strange-faced people, the master of Qiling Cave and all sorts of wicked cultivators were familiar with each other. They stood beside each other, closest among them.
The man with his back to a sword stood on the right side of the two, at the same level but keeping a distance.
Mo Xingdao stood at the back of the group of four, almost never voicing his opinion, giving off an air of detachment.
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The sword wielder sent a wisp of his divine consciousness into the mist.
The mist seemed to cling to him like a disease, spreading along his senses.
The man with his back to the sword felt a chill, and didn't dare to slack off. He instinctively severed the divine sense connection and turned to look at Zhu Wu Dao, asking aloud.
"Fellow cultivators, what kind of restriction is the Crimson Mist"
At the outset of their climb up the sheer cliff face, the swordsman and his companions brazenly shadowed Zhudao, adopting an air of shared opportunity. It remains unclear what Zhudao's intentions are; one must remain vigilant against the possibility that he might turn on them ruthlessly.
The atmosphere at that time was the most solemn.
During the climb, Zhu Wudao remained calm and collected throughout, seemingly unfazed by others vying for a share of the spoils. They worked together seamlessly to decipher the layers of restrictions, the atmosphere gradually eased, and they began to interact with each other again.
If one encounters trouble, the sword-bearer doesn't hesitate to ask for the opinions of all those present.
Zhu Wudao gazed at the mist, pondering deeply. "If I'm not mistaken," he said, "we should be standing on the path of a disciple's heart cultivation in the Wu Xiang Xian Men."
"The Path of Refining the Heart"
The man with his sword on his back repeated those three words, lost in thought.
From the name, one could deduce the effect of the Heart Refining Path, but they felt nothing unusual along the way.
Moreover, since it was the Wuxiang Xianmen that prepared this heart-cultivation path for their disciples, it means this sheer cliff is definitely not a forbidden zone, and everyone can approach it.
Could it be that the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect intentionally placed the teleportation array here to mislead people
Back Sword people believe that those who are considered "no way" would never give up easily even on a sheer cliff. The teleportation array of the Heavenly Palace is definitely located at the peak of the cliff.
“The Heart Refining Path has become like this, this last restriction must be the last gasp of a powerful crossbow...”
Zhu Wudao shook his head with a sigh, not bothering to defend himself, and stepped into the crimson mist.
Seeing this, the three people also followed suit.
As soon as they stepped in, the crimson mist reacted, swirling violently and converging towards them. A strange wave emanated outwards.
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The next moment, a long howl suddenly rang out from within the mist.
The howling was like thunder, continuous and endless.
Suddenly, a large hole appeared in the center of the mist, with the brilliance of magical artifacts and divine powers alternating flashes.
The howling sound brought invisible waves, penetrating the mist with the aid of other magical artifacts. Then it spread rapidly in all directions, driving away the remaining crimson mist until it was completely dissipated!
All voices of dissent fell silent, their clamor abruptly cut short.
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The three masters of the Spirit Weeping Cave also hurriedly stopped their cultivation and eagerly climbed to the peak of the cliff.
Breaking through the last barrier, the peak of the sheer cliff was exposed before their eyes.
Then they were all dumbfounded.
The top of the sheer cliff was empty!
It's very flat here, obviously man-made, but there's no teleportation array like they imagined, not even a single palace!
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The man with his sword on his back had a gloomy expression. "Comrades, what's going on here"
"Friend, there is no need to be hasty," Zhu Wu Dao said confidently, "The Immortal Palace is the biggest secret of the Wuxiang Xianmen. How could they place the teleportation array so openly After the demonic chaos occurred, the Wuxiang Xianmen sealed the teleportation array completely. We still need to put in some effort before we can open it."
He really did come for the teleportation array!
The man with his sword on his back looked a little less tense.
“Can the transmission array directly transmit into the Immortal Palace” Mo Xingyu couldn’t help but ask.
Zhu Wudao strode forward and said, "The Wu Xiang Xian Men has dominated Zhongzhou for centuries because of this transmission array leading to the Tiantong Hall. It keeps their control over the Immortal Palace secure. Without the Demon Uprising, perhaps no one would have dared challenge the Wu Xiang Xian Men's dominance."
Hearing this, the master of Quiling Cave was not quite reassured. "Are you sure the transmission array is intact"
"Although the Immortal Palace was later occupied by both Taoist and Buddhist sects, the teleportation array's location within the palace was extremely secretive. It would be nearly impossible to find from the opposite side, unless the Wuxiang Immortal Sect destroyed it themselves..."
Without a path, he walked along the side of the mountain until he reached the center at the top and looked around.
Then, he snapped his fingers and shot out a beam of light.
In the fleeting light, it seemed like a crystal stele, but before others could make out its details, it vanished into the ground.
Mo Xingdao and the other two couldn't help but take another look at Zhu Wudao.
This person knows way too many secrets!
As fellow disciples of the Wuxiang Xianmen, others paled in comparison to Zhu Wu Dao. It made one wonder if he possessed more than just the Jin Xiang lineage's teachings in his grasp.
This can also be understood. The Jin Xiang lineage occupies Qiyang Mountain and is integrated with the Tianhao Tower, so they don't have to hide in remote places. Not only is their inheritance complete and preserved, but they can also use the reputation of the Tianhao Tower to collect treasures from the Wu Xiang Xianmen.
The moment it plunged into the ground, the crystal tablet split into four. Its main body plummeted downwards, while three phantoms shot off in three different directions until they reached the edge of the platform.
"Everyone, if you wish to enter the Immortal Palace, first help this old man!"
The three looked at each other, all in agreement. Following Zhu Wudao's guidance, they each landed above a phantom of the crystal stele and plunged their divine consciousness into the ground, sensing the location of the steles.
With a heavy step, he landed on the ground without a trace of a sound. Then, with a leap, he soared to a height of several meters, surveying everything below from his vantage point for a moment. His fingers moved like spinning wheels, weaving through intricate hand gestures in a flash, and struck the crystal tablet on the ground with a powerful blow.
A muffled sound echoed from within the sheer cliff face, followed by thousands of beams of light erupting from the ground.
These beams of light did not shoot into the heavens, but were guided by some force, converging at the positions of four crystal stelae and transforming into four gigantic luminous stelae, standing majestically on the sheer cliff!
Four people flashed and landed above the luminous stele, sitting cross-legged.
With the Primordial Chaos Demon as their leader, they cast the same spell.
In a short while, another change occurred. The three outer light pillars shone brightly, injecting their energy into the central pillar beneath Zhu Wu Dao's body. As a result, the central pillar grew brighter and brighter, while the outer ones dimmed.
With the gathering of rare treasures and the combined power of four, this luminous tablet became increasingly solid, resembling a physical object.
A bright halo rippled outward, its light waves flowing like water, pervading the entire summit of the cliff.
A remarkable scene unfolded.
Under the radiance, a faint glow flickered on the empty platform, and suddenly, the illusory image of a magnificent ancient palace appeared.
All paths lead to the very front door of the ancient temple's illusory shadow!
As light waves rippled, the ancient temple's phantom swayed, not a solid form.
The three of them looked surprised, urging their divine senses to scan the area, but they still received nothing in return!
Soon, they discovered that as the activities of the myriad paths intensified, the ghostly image of the ancient hall became clearer and was being drawn from illusion into reality.
The peculiar restrictions, the dreamlike and wondrous sights, held their gaze firmly.
Light and waves converge.
The ancient palace's phantom grew clearer, and details could now be seen.
The ancient hall outside lacked any extra decorations, the temple doors tightly shut, seemingly not dividing other side halls. The vast space could easily accommodate a teleportation array!
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When the phantom of the ancient hall solidified to a state between reality and illusion, the aura of all the non-Dao cultivators became agitated.
At that moment, the ancient temple suddenly trembled violently. Everyone's faces changed color as they watched in horror as a corner of the eaves collapsed.
Despite knowing they were on the wrong path, they only sped up.
The brilliant radiance fluctuated violently, the phantom of the ancient hall trembled with increasing frequency and amplitude, each wave larger than the last, bringing immense destruction to the structure.
The eaves are broken and cracked.
The cracks on the walls and columns are clearly visible.
Until the very end, a dilapidated ancient temple appeared before them, luckily it had not yet collapsed.
Zhuge Wudao put away the crystal tablet and flashed to the front of the temple gate, just about to push it open, when a burning sensation suddenly surged through his right arm.
He had a strange wooden carving hidden inside his sleeve. It lacked the five-element crown, but in shape and form it was similar to the statues worshipped by the Gu Shen sect's followers.
The wooden carving was ghastly pale.
But at that moment, a bloody glow suddenly enveloped Mokdio's body.
Zhuge Wudao hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the grand doors of the ancient hall!
Outside the Wuxiang Immortal Gate.
The heartland of the two barbarian states.
Over the years, the Gu Shen Cult has spread to a wider and wider area.
At this very moment, all the devotees of the Gu Shen Cult have received divine instructions and gathered before the statue. They are consuming elixirs and exhibiting signs of madness and chaos everywhere.
The fairy elixir made them feel euphoric.
The oracle brings forth hope of life for all disciples, indicating that the celestial palace will open today, inviting all devout believers into the ethereal realm of emptiness to eternally enjoy immortal blessings!
After the chaos, a more horrifying scene awaited.
They praised the gods, and after the final rites of spring, they turned on each other in a frenzy of violence before the statues.
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Corpses are strewn everywhere, and blood flows like a river!
Countless villages were completely destroyed, reduced to desolate ghostlands.
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The statue sat amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Its rough features were stained crimson, making it appear eerie and horrifying.
Fresh blood flowed silently toward the statue, its crimson stream mingling with souls, absorbed by the divine image into nothingness.
Even in the cultivation world where mortals are viewed as ants, this would be a terrifying blood sacrifice of unprecedented scale and brutality. Once it became known, the entire world would tremble!
The night moon seemed to be covered by a layer of blood-colored gauze.
Under the moonlight, some people in black were moving through the deserted villages, busy with something. These people seemed to belong to a mysterious force.
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As time passes.
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If someone were standing at a height of ten thousand feet, overlooking the heartland of Nanjiang.
One can see that within the area controlled by the Gu God Cult, the positions of the stone statues are like nodes, their energies interlinked, forming an extremely complex and vast mysterious formation!
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In the middle of the large array.
In a dark, shadowy cave.
Two robed figures sat facing each other, guarding a statue.
The blood-red color stained the stone statues, and also reflected on the grotto, revealing two sinister and terrifying faces.
The great formation is complete!
On the left side of the statue, someone whispered excitedly, "Lord Jun must have entered the Wu Xiang Immortal Gate now. The Saint Lord will surely rule the world!"
His companions, however, were not so optimistic. Their expressions were hesitant. "Legend has it that the Saint Lord was sealed by the Wuxiang Immortal Sect in the Immortal Palace, located south of the South China Sea. The distance is vast. Can our blood sacrifice here truly help the Saint Lord break free"
Of course!
The man on the left raised his head and glared fiercely at his companion, "Heaven's Way, Earth's Way, and Humanity's Way! Back then, the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect brought in the Qi of the South Border into the Immortal Hall to seal the Saint King. We used human blood to break the Qi formation, why didn't it work We should thank Dao Buddha for sweeping away the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect, leaving no one to guard the nodes, giving us an opportunity! Your Majesty disguised himself as a descendant of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect, calling upon heroes and confusing all parties. Even if we are exposed, we can calmly escape and plot again. A win-win situation, truly a brilliant move!"
“Both you and I have studied the lineage of the Wuxiang Xianmen. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call ourselves disciples of the Wuxiang Xianmen.”
A companion chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"A temporary measure!"
On the left, a man snorted coldly with disdain. "The Saint Lord's methods are profound, both you and I have contributed to his salvation. Though not as accomplished as the Grand Marshal, even a small reward from him could transform us. How can mere spells compare"
While the two were talking.
The statue completely transformed into a blood-red humanoid figure, then suddenly opened its eyes.
The person on the left, seeing these sinister eyes, felt a shiver run down his spine and instinctively took a few steps back.
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The idol stared north, establishing a connection with some entity.
Wuxiang Xianmen.
Qin Sang traveled, resting along the way, quietly arriving under the sheer cliff.
This is an example.
Gaze upward.
Zhū Wú Dào and others reached the top of the cliff, busy with something unknown.
They broke the seal on a stone path, probably thinking that no uninvited guests would enter Wu Xiang Xian Men in the short term, and did not leave any obstacles.
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This stone path is a pathway.
Qin Sang ascended slowly, commanding the Heavenly Eye Butterfly to use its keen eyesight. Following the stone path inch by inch, he finally detected something amiss at a pavilion on the halfway up the mountain.
There's no need to guess, it must be Zilei Zhenren and Yue Lingtian hiding there, quietly waiting for the remnants of the Wu Xiang Xian Men to activate the teleportation array.
After a moment of contemplation, Qin Sang found a secluded spot and stopped.
He raised his left hand, palm facing up.
As his thoughts stirred, a complex divine inscription suddenly appeared on his left arm.
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The power of the divine pattern gathered on his back, and gradually a blood moon pattern appeared.
This divine inscription was left by the Ghost Mother, a Wuzhi tribe bone-seeking secret art.
This is a test.
Qin Sang is preparing to activate now.
Seeking the Divine Bones of the Witch Clan is also one of his goals.
If the blood moon pattern appears abnormal, it indicates that the divine bone is nearby.
To be honest, Qin Sang didn't really believe that the Seeking Bones Secret Art would still be effective after countless years, especially when it came to finding the remains of someone they had never met.
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Is the witch clan bloodline really that special
However, after the blood moon appeared, Qin Sang changed his mind.
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Inside the blood moon, there is a very special aura.
"Could that be the aura of a shaman who has become a god"
Qin Sang was astonished.
Unless one obtains the close-at-hand treasure of the God of the Witch Clan, it is impossible to refine this aura.
The Wu clan is also adept at the art of blood refinement, and their natal insects have integrated blood refining techniques. Could Gui Mu have truly found a relic that has been refined through divine transformation via blood magic
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She traversed three vast realms, searching diligently for over two hundred years. It seems her efforts were not in vain.lled with madness and bloodlust.>Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!He pretended to rush towards Bai Pu.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Qin Sang fur...