Chapter 1636 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 46
Song Yuande stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and then said, "I once saw a forbidden technique called Tianyan in an ancient book."
The reason for this is that in ancient times, the divine realm, in order to seal the Demon Lord, used the earth as a plate and the sky as a cover, constructing a space with the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, Twenty-Eight Mansions, and the Sixteen Hexagrams of Fuxi, etc., and sacrificing the heart's blood of a god at each point, thus forging the world-destroying Heavenly Evolution Array.
Song Jinhuan's breath hitched. "Do those who make sacrifices have an afterlife?"
Song Yuande slowly shook his head, his face, covered with fine lines, showing a resolute determination to face death. "Evil spirits wreak havoc on the world, causing piles of corpses and endless boredom among the people."
When we are born, we each go our separate ways, but it is still a drop in the ocean.
Only by addressing the root cause can we restore peace and tranquility to the people of the world.
Therefore, it is not a pity to die for one's father.
After Song Yuande finished speaking, the others were silent for a moment, then became lively again, expressing their desire to die for those who do great things in a relaxed manner.
"The situation is urgent now. If we don't stop it in time, it may be too late even if we risk our lives."
"While we haven't become puppets yet, while the blood in our bodies still burns!"
"This is our last chance to resist them, so we must seize it!"
This scene is too grand.
Even though Song Jinhuan believed she was a woman of destiny, dying wouldn't be so easy for her.
But at that moment, she also found the courage to sacrifice her life.
To provide people with a stable and secure place to live.
Yes, it's for all the kind people who helped her along the way.
She thought she couldn't bear to part with those acts of kindness.
She has to keep watch.
The game has begun.
The first person selected was someone that most people didn't really remember; they couldn't even recall his name.
Beneath his tattered clothes, one could tell that he was not from a prestigious family.
His eyes, however, were extremely bright.
Having lost the contest against the demon god's subordinate, before the demon god could say anything, he quickly rushed to point A and swiftly slit his own throat.
Next up are B, C, D...
Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao...
Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise...
Qian, Kun, Gen, Zhen...
When Song Yuande, Yang Xiuying, and Ma Chengliang died one after another in front of Song Jinhuan, her heart was so aching that she was numb and could no longer feel anything.
Even the strength to hate the demon god seemed to have been exhausted.
She only wanted to fulfill her mission.
Those people cannot have died in vain.
The demon god was pleased to see her face gradually turn ashen, and said excitedly, "See? This is what happens when you oppose me!"
"If any of you surrender to me and become my elite soldiers, you will surely receive many benefits when I ascend to heaven."
Song Jinhuan's eyes flickered slightly, and the stench of blood around them intensified.
She drew her sword and charged forward.
The demon sneered, swatting him away with a single palm strike, the movement as light as if he were merely flicking his sleeve. "Overestimating yourself!"
With a thud, Song Jinhuan landed heavily on the ground.
The internal organs have shifted.
She felt no pain, and her expression was slightly excited as she landed right in the center of the altar.
Without even blinking, she stabbed the copper coin sword into her heart with her backhand, and with her last bit of strength, pulled it out fiercely.
Blood splattered onto the ground along with the blade.
The demon god said, "Why do you do this? I still want to take you as my concubine."
Song Jinhuan spat, her voice hoarse: "You wish!"
How come she's still alive?
I've never felt so resentful about my own luck.
Just then, drops of blood congealed from the corpse on the ground and rose into the air, gradually gathering together.
The altar was enveloped in a crimson hue, which gradually closed in.
The demon god stared at the ever-shrinking space, his expression changing drastically: "You... what have you done!"
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