But now, Fang Xiu is only at the Immortal Lord level, yet he is about to possess the laws of the gods. This is unprecedented and unparalleled in the Nine Provinces.
He was unable to condense the divine decree back then because his strength was too weak to withstand its immense power. But now, with the Time Decree as his foundation, his strength is several times greater than before, and he can even fight against demigods. This level of power has qualified him to condense the divine decree.
Today, he will sacrifice 100,000 people to steal the power of the Taotie and condense the first divine decree!
These barbarians are the perfect objects of sacrifice. Not to mention that they inherently possess a trace of the characteristics of the gluttonous beast, just their abundant vitality alone makes adults equivalent to second-tier spirit masters. The royal guards are among the best of them, and only those who have ascended to higher levels can join the army.
One hundred thousand third-tier spirit masters, and even a small number of high-level ascendants among them, such a huge base is enough to condense the divine decree!
During the lull in the army's assembly, Fang Xiu had already vanished, heading to the place of Nuwa's descendants.
He had not forgotten that a descendant of Nuwa was imprisoned in this desolate royal court.
If he is not mistaken, this descendant of Nuwa is very likely the key to helping him leave the Taotie Kingdom.
Within the Taotie Divine Kingdom, the only power that can be relied upon to break through it and escape the outside world is the divine essence of Nuwa!
The descendants of Nuwa possess the power to control Nuwa's divine status.
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The barbaric royal court, the dungeon.
Fang Xiu passed through layers of defenses and headed straight for the last cell in the dungeon. It was a stone chamber, extremely deep and shrouded in endless darkness, with only a few luminous pearls emitting a faint glow.
Inside the stone chamber, a barely perceptible heartbeat could be heard.
He walked slowly toward the stone chamber, his footsteps clearly audible in the darkness, but the heartbeat inside remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about the newcomer at all.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu stopped in front of the stone chamber. The huge stone door in front of him, which seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds, was as light as a feather to him. He simply stretched out a finger and gently touched it.
Bang!
With a soft thud, the entire stone gate instantly turned into dust.
After the stone gate shattered, the faint light of the luminous pearl shone through and fell upon a slender figure.
It was a tiny person, who looked only eleven or twelve years old. His legs were curled up against the corner of the wall, and his little head was buried between his legs, with only his dry, silver hair showing.
Dirty little feet were hidden under tattered clothes, but the clothes seemed a bit too short, exposing delicate toes. The arms that hugged her legs were unusually slender, as if only a layer of skin covered her delicate bones, and they would break at the slightest touch.
Fang Xiu stood at the doorway, the dim light casting a long shadow over his small figure.
The next moment, the little person seemed to sense something and raised his head blankly. It was a little girl with a dirty face and no flesh on her cheeks, so her face was not visible. Only her eyes, like stars twinkling in the night sky, stared at Fang Xiu without blinking.
It's a pity that his eyes were devoid of light, like dim stars, filled only with endless emptiness.
Fang Xiu looked at the descendant of Nuwa in front of him and found that the other party's life force was severely overdrawn. Her dry, silver hair was proof of this, a sign of life decay.
Just then, the little girl mechanically and slowly stood up. She seemed to have not walked for a long time, and when she walked, she was like a thin piece of paper, as if she would fall over if the wind blew.
She stepped into the darkness, where a harsh metallic scraping sound echoed.
She came out quickly, holding a small iron bucket in her slender hands. The contents were dark red and had a strong smell of blood; it was scabs formed from being soaked in blood for a long time.
The little girl struggled to carry the small bucket to Fang Xiu's side; her small body only reached Fang Xiu's abdomen.
The next moment, the little girl pulled out a bloodstained dagger from behind her back and slashed her wrist hard without any expression.
Pfft.
Crimson blood flowed from his wrist, dripping into the small bucket.
Soon, the bucket was filled with blood. The little girl placed the bucket at Fang Xiu's feet, turned around and went back to the corner, stiffly squatted down, and buried her head between her legs again.
The series of movements were incredibly practiced, as if they had been done countless times before.
Fang Xiu stared at the little girl's injured wrist. In just a short moment, her wrist had recovered completely and was as good as new.
The little girl possessed an immense and terrifying life force, which remained vigorous even though she was now extremely weak.
Such powerful vitality, are they descendants of Nuwa?
At this moment, the little girl seemed to realize that Fang Xiu hadn't left. She slowly raised her head and stared at him with her empty eyes.
"Isn't that enough...?" came a stuttering voice from her mouth, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time.
"I... understand." She stood up again and took out the dagger, seemingly wanting to repeat her previous actions.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu's voice rang out, calm yet piercing through the darkness, reaching the little girl's ears: "Come with me."
The little girl was slightly taken aback. She stared at Fang Xiu, and it seemed that only now could she truly see Fang Xiu's face. It was a fair face hidden in the darkness, with distinct features. There was no expression on it, only endless calmness, as calm as still water.
And those eyes hidden beneath the veil of shadow were clear and deep, black and white, without any impurities.
Under those gazes, the little girl's lips moved slightly, her voice barely audible: "Mmm."
She slowly walked up to Fang Xiu, who turned and left at that moment, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.
The little girl first glanced at the small bucket full of blood at her feet, then looked at Fang Xiu's back disappearing into the darkness, and finally followed him step by step.
As the two walked through the dungeon, they quickly attracted the attention of the guards.
They were terrified and immediately drew their weapons, pointing them at Fang Xiu and the little girl: "Help! That witch... ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, his head fell off his neck. No one saw how Fang Xiu made his move; they only saw him walk calmly by, and heads fell wherever he went.
The little girl remained expressionless, her eyes vacant, as if the deaths of many could not stir any emotion within her. She simply watched Fang Xiu's retreating figure and followed him slowly.
Once outside, when the sunlight shone on the little girl, her expression finally changed slightly. The dazzling sunlight rushed into her pupils, causing her to instinctively close her eyes, which had been deprived of light for so long.
She quickened her pace, hiding behind Fang Xiu's back, before she could open her eyes and take in the world outside.
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