Chapter 34: Blood Sacrifice Key and Gravekeeper's Shocking Kneeling 2
Man Gu's huge bull eyes turned red in an instant, and the huge bone stick slammed into the ground with a dull thud. His burly body suddenly blocked in front of Li Jiuyou, like an angry iron tower: "Who dares to touch my king! Step over my corpse first!" The roar made the ice crystals on the tundra fall.
Ah Che's face turned pale as paper. He was so frightened that he tightly grasped Jiang Xuelan's sleeve: "Brother...don't..."
Jiang Xuelan's icy blue pupils suddenly contracted, and the chill around him instantly surged. The tundra beneath his feet instantly condensed into frost! He gripped the key tightly, locking onto the gravekeeper with icy murderous intent: "Speak clearly!"
Li Jiuyou's fury was utterly flaming. Scarlet-gold demonic fire erupted like a volcanic eruption, its scorching heat forcing even the approaching barbarian bones back a step. His scarlet-gold eyes burned with fury as he glared at the gravekeeper, "You old coffin bastard! You want to sacrifice me?! Believe it or not, I'll tear your bones apart and make soup from them!" The wound on his back, irritated by the demonic fire, intensified the pain, causing veins in his forehead to throb.
Faced with the instantly tense and murderous scene, the gravekeeper's hunched body remained motionless. His turbid gray eyes calmly endured Jiang Xuelan's icy murderous intent and Li Jiuyou's raging demonic fire, like an unchanging reef. His face, like dry bark, was expressionless. He simply shook his head slowly, ever so slowly, his hoarse voice steady.
"Not... a living sacrifice..."
"This 'blood sacrifice'... is... the introduction of the **contract**..."
His skinny finger pointed again at the green vine pattern on the bronze key.
"Ice and fire... complement each other..."
"The fusion of immortals and demons..."
"With your... fused blood..."
"Activate... the Jianmu pattern..."
"Only then can we... awaken... the Gate of the Abyss..."
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou were both stunned, and then their expressions became extremely interesting.
The blood of the Ice Soul Profound Immortal and the Red Flame Demon King? A fusion? Does this mean... they want to mix their blood together?!
"Bullshit!" Li Jiuyou was the first to jump up and down, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "Who wants to mix with this Ice Face's blood?! I think it's dirty! Disgusting! Don't even think about it!" He stared at Jiang Xuelan with disgust, as if the other party was the source of some plague.
Jiang Xuelan's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the chill in his icy blue eyes threatened to crack the very air. Mixing his blood with that volatile turkey? It was a utter humiliation! Even more unbearable than being bitten! "Ridiculous!" He spat out the two words coldly, his knuckles turning white from the strain of gripping the key.
"Oh! So that's how it is!" Xuanjia suddenly poked his head out of his shell, his green eyes flashing with sudden enlightenment. "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! The fusion of ice and fire, the union of immortals and demons! The vine patterns on this key are actually a miniature contract formation! It requires the 'Blood of Fusion' containing the original power of the two masters to activate it! It's like... it's like charging this key! Oh no, it's charging! Only by activating the dormant Jianmu aura within it can it resonate with the original Jianmu at the bottom of the abyss and open the passage!" It excitedly slapped its shell with its claws. "Senior! Is this true?"
The gravekeeper glanced at Xuanjia with his turbid gray eyes, which was considered as his agreement.
"So that's it! It's not a living sacrifice! That's great!" Man Gu scratched the huge horns and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Li Jiuyou's back worriedly, "King, your injury..."
A Che also patted his chest, still in shock: "I was scared to death... But, brother, the Demon King Li, it's just... just a little bit of blood..." He whispered, his eyes full of expectation.
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou stared at each other from a distance. One's gaze was like an icicle, the other's gaze like a branding iron. The air was filled with the silent smell of gunpowder.
Blood exchange? Fusion?
Just thinking about that scene gave these two straight men goosebumps!
"Don't even think about it!" Li Jiuyou gritted his teeth, breaking the silence first and saying viciously, "I'd rather be chased by the Soul-Sinking Mist than play blood test with that Ice Face!"
"That's just what I want." Jiang Xuelan's voice was icy, and cold air lingered on his fingertips, as if he was ready to freeze the key into a block of ice and seal it away at any moment. "This thing is unknown, so just seal it."
"No! Boss! Think twice!" Xuanjia was so anxious that he jumped up and down, "The bottom of the abyss! The legacy of the first generation of Jianmu! Maybe it can completely solve your troubles! And the sapling entrusted by the great immortal Jianmu! Think about it! Your old injuries and poisonous insects! Your origin, King Li! If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever! It's just a few drops of blood! Just think of it as a mosquito bite! Close your eyes and it will pass!" It spoke earnestly, spitting everywhere.
Just as the two of them were deadlocked and Xuan Jia was spinning around anxiously—
Buzz...buzz...
The bronze key in Jiang Xuelan's palm, with its entwined vine pattern, suddenly flickered extremely faintly! An indescribable throbbing, carrying an ancient call and a faint vitality, spread like ripples!
Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the gravekeeper's hunched figure moved without any warning!
He slowly and with great difficulty bent his knees towards the key in Jiang Xuelan's palm - or rather, towards the shimmering vine pattern on the key!
The skinny knees knelt heavily on the icy tundra soil!
The figure, silent as a dead tree, actually trembled slightly as it knelt. For the first time, its turbid grey eyes revealed an unconcealable, intense, almost devout feeling of awe and grief!
His hunched back bent deeply, his forehead nearly touching the cold ground. His cracked lips silently opened and closed, as if he were praying the most ancient and profound prayer. An indescribable aura of sadness, a blend of the vicissitudes of countless years and the obsession of protection, emanated from him, instantly drowning out all the noise.
This kneeling was earth-shattering!
Everyone was stunned by this sudden change! The air seemed to freeze!
Xuanjia's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his mouth wide open enough to fit his own claws. Mangu's massive body froze in place, his eyes filled with bewilderment and shock. Ah Che covered his mouth, unable to believe it.
Jiang Xuelan's icy blue pupils contracted violently, and the hand gripping the key trembled slightly. Li Jiuyou's scarlet-gold pupils were also filled with astonishment, and the rage in his demonic fire faltered for a moment.
The gravekeeper... this mysterious being, seemingly as old as the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons... actually knelt before this key...?!
What on earth is this vine on the key... or what it represents?!
The gravekeeper did not raise his head. His voice, extremely hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength, sounded intermittently, with a plea that penetrated the soul:
“…Please…open the door…”
“…Return…return to your place…”
"...Jianmu...The tomb keeper...seeks...the two of you..."
Jianmu Tomb Keeper? !
He calls himself... the Keeper of the Jianmu Tomb?!
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