One day later.

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Canada, Chu Mo was listening to a report from Long Yi and the others.

"Sect Master, the Ancient God Cult will indeed hold a mysterious ceremony in five days."

"Only archbishops can participate, and the location is in the Austin Mountains, fifty kilometers away."

"Many archbishops are coming from all over the world. The local archbishop Walker fasts and meditates alone in the church every day."

"Is the information accurate?" Chu Mo's expression brightened.

"Accurate. The information came from Walker's personal attendant, whom I once saved."

"And he didn't know that we had already pledged allegiance to you. He thought I had only come to admire the Holy Light of the Master."

"Have you found out anything about Monica?" Chu Mo asked again.

"No." Long Yi and the others shook their heads regretfully.

"Tell me Walker's details again."

...

That evening.

A brief explosion occurred at the Alex Cathedral, the stronghold of the Ancient God Cult in Maple Leaf Country.

When the apologists arrived, Archbishop Walker calmly explained the situation himself.

It was just the fireplace in his lounge that exploded; it was a false alarm.

Back at the hotel, Chu Mo's mood grew even heavier.

He never imagined that the ancient god cult's foundation and strength were so terrifying.

Even with his current strength, he lacks the confidence to confront his opponent head-on.

The development of Longyin Pavilion has a long way to go.

He had previously thought that the Dragon Hidden Pavilion's strength was already firmly established as top-tier.

It is enough to stand up to any cultivation sect.

However, in the face of this ancient god cult, the current Dragon Hidden Pavilion is simply no match.

The strength of this ancient god cult is abnormally high, having already surpassed the top strength of many countries.

Fortunately, the enemy was in the open while we were in the dark, and he was only going to rescue people, not to wipe out the enemy.

That day, Chu Mo led everyone to the ceremony site to scout it out.

That was in the Austin Mountains, in a large canyon called the Land of the Gods.

The surrounding area is desolate and lonely, with steep stone walls on both sides of the canyon, some as high as a hundred meters.

At this time, there were already people stationed there to guard against anyone getting close.

Several elderly men dressed in red religious robes were setting up a strange altar in front of a smooth stone wall.

After observing the surroundings quietly for half a day and familiarizing themselves with the environment, the group returned the way they came.

Four days later.

Under the cover of night, Chu Mo sneaked into Austin Canyon alone.

At this moment, he...

He was sitting quietly in a secluded crevice in the rocks, his divine sense spreading silently.

Until dawn.

More than twenty people arrived at the scene, all dressed in red robes, exuding a terrifying aura.

The elderly man leading the group was dressed in a white robe and was holding a scripture in his hand.

With kind eyes, a rosy complexion, and a gentle smile always on his lips, he looked both approachable and dignified.

Yet the aura emanating from him was even more terrifying and powerful than that of the red-robed elders.

And at the back of the line.

Some people carried a soft cot, while others led cattle, sheep, pigs, and horses towards the canyon.

Chu Mo's expression turned cold.

Because lying on that soft couch was a stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in luxurious clothes and looking weak—it was Monica.

However, at this moment, her hands and feet were shackled with heavy iron chains, and her mouth was tightly gagged with a white cloth.

Despair and anger flickered in a pair of beautiful, azure-blue, jewel-like eyes.

Strangely, although she was clearly conscious, she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Chu Mo did not act rashly.

The people then solemnly placed her on the altar that had been set up.

Only then were the cattle, sheep, pigs, and horses brought out and placed in front of the altar in order.

The kind-looking old man in the white robe who was leading the group began to pray solemnly with his eyes closed, facing the smooth stone wall.

The other men in red stood in neat rows behind him, following him in solemn prayer.

In an instant, a solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the entire canyon.

"The sacrifice begins."

With a soft shout from the old man in white robes.

Immediately, four dignified old men in red robes came out and washed their hands in a pre-prepared golden basin.

He picked up the sharp knife from the tray, wiped it clean with a white cloth, and then skillfully inserted it into the chest of the cow or sheep.

Accompanied by the mournful cries of dying livestock.

The four still-beating hearts of cattle and sheep were quickly removed and neatly placed on the altar.

Everyone prayed again.

Chu Mo felt a chill run down his spine and looked at Monica lying on the altar.

Could it be her, besides animals?

So that's what the so-called sacrificial offerings meant. How utterly evil!

After everyone finished praying,

The kind-looking old man in the white robe had already begun to carefully wash his hands in the golden basin.

It seems that he is the one who will take the cruelest step.

Monica's pretty face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with despair.

I'm only twenty-six years old, am I going to die here today?

Although she was an orphan from a young age, she didn't have many happy moments in her life.

But she still didn't want to die like that.

Unfortunately, what can I do if I don't want to?

When she was arrested a few days ago, she had already roughly guessed her fate.

I never imagined that the way I would die would be so cruel and terrifying.

She sighed sadly.

After one's own death.

I doubt anyone would remember that there was ever someone like me in this world.

I wonder... if he ever thinks of me?

At that moment, a somewhat unfamiliar figure inexplicably appeared in her mind.

Ha, definitely not. In his heart, she is just an enemy who uses her beauty to seduce him, a trophy.

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