Chapter 85 Blood Sacrifice
After flying for two more days, the brown-haired old man finally couldn't help but ask Murong Chong:
"Elder Murong, are we... are we not there yet?"
Murong Chong glanced coldly at the brown-haired old man, making the old man tremble. Murong Chong said coldly, "That's about enough."
The brown-haired old man dared not speak again, and the others dared not ask any more questions.
Towering ancient trees stretched into the clouds ahead, and these ancient trees were everywhere. The flying carpet carried the group through the forest. They encountered attacks from poisonous insects and demonic beasts several times, but with Murong Chong, a Void Refinement stage expert, there were no accidents. Soon, they saw broken walls and ruins ahead, followed by an ancient palace.
The palace was dilapidated, but from the remaining parts, one could still see its former grandeur. This palace was probably hundreds of thousands of years old. The group sat on flying carpets and flew in through the gate, traversing the interior. They were all amazed to see the exquisite stone pillars, statues, and other remaining artifacts.
There are such ruins deep in Xiaopanshan, but aren't there too few of them exploring such ruins?
It's obvious that someone has been here before; many of the restrictions have already been broken.
When Han Wei and the others arrived in front of a bronze gate, Murong Chong descended from the flying carpet, and the others followed suit. Murong Chong put away the flying carpet and addressed the group:
“I know you have questions, but these ruins are a secret of Tianxiu City. I can’t say much more about it.”
"Alright, your task is to help me open this bronze door. You don't need to worry about anything else. Just wait for me here. If it weren't for the fact that the restrictions on this door require six people to cast spells together to break, I could handle this task by myself."
"The solution is recorded in the jade slip."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and jade slips flew into the hands of Han Wei and the others.
Everyone used their divine senses to read the method in the jade slip for jointly breaking the bronze gate's restriction, and Han Wei frowned.
"You all understand what to do, right? Then let's not waste any more time. Let's begin!" Murong Chong said.
Murong Chong stepped forward and began to form hand seals.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Yating, Cheng Yan, the young man in blue, the old man with brown hair, and the middle-aged man in green also began to form hand seals, while Han Wei remained motionless.
Murong Chong's icy eyes turned to Han Wei: "Ding Qi, what are you still standing there for? Do you have any questions about the solution in the jade slip?"
Han Wei, holding the jade slip, said, "There are indeed questions."
"What questions do you have?" Murong Chong asked patiently.
"A way to break it? I'm afraid it's a blood sacrifice. Elder Murong wants to use the five of us as sacrifices to this bronze gate." Han Wei said, crushing the jade slip and shooting her gaze at Murong Chong like lightning.
What?
The others' expressions changed drastically.
A sacrifice?
All eyes fell on Murong Chong.
Murong Chong revealed a sinister look; he hadn't expected that Ding Qi would actually see through his thoughts.
That's right, he wanted to sacrifice Han Wei and the others.
He discovered this ruin by chance. After breaking through the various restrictions, he gained a lot from this place. However, the restriction on this bronze door stumped him. He thought that the more difficult the restriction was to break, the more precious the treasures behind it would be. How could he be willing to give up? After studying it for several months, he discovered that this door required five Nascent Soul cultivators to perform a blood sacrifice.
Five Nascent Soul stage cultivators?
Who should we choose?
Those would naturally be independent cultivators who are neither from aristocratic families nor sects, preferably those who have no family at all, so that if they die, no one will care.
Ding Qi, Zhou Yating, and a few others were selected just like that.
"I originally wanted to be gentle, but it seems I have to use force now." Murong Chong stopped pretending after Han Wei exposed him.
Zhou Yating and the others' expressions changed drastically. Without hesitation, they transformed into streaks of light and tried to escape. However, as soon as their escape lights appeared, they were entangled by streaks of red blood and pulled back, imprisoned in mid-air. Han Wei was also entangled by these blood streaks.
The blood vessels transformed into cages, trapping everyone inside. Zhou Yating, Cheng Yan, the brown-haired old man, the young man in blue, and the middle-aged man in green were all unable to break free.
"Hahahahaha..." Murong Chong laughed loudly, he was about to take his essence and blood for a blood sacrifice, but suddenly, his smile froze.
Han Wei broke free from the cage that had imprisoned her.
What?
Murong Chong could not believe it.
What he couldn't believe was yet to come. Han Wei, her entire body crackling with azure lightning, suddenly appeared before him and threw a punch with terrifying speed. The fist erupted with light, striking Murong Chong and sending him flying.
With a loud bang, Murong Chong crashed into the bronze door, spitting out blood. He stared at Han Wei, his eyes wide with shock. The others also looked at Han Wei in astonishment.
Han Wei's spiritual pressure changed; she released the aura of someone at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm.
"You...you're at the Void Refinement stage?!" Murong Chong exclaimed in shock, clutching his chest. Several of his ribs had been broken by Han Wei's palm strike. This person had actually concealed their cultivation level; even he hadn't noticed. Early Void Refinement stage, just like him.
That speed and power just now? Is this guy a body cultivator?
Murong Chong was filled with regret, thinking he shouldn't have chosen Ding Qi.
Han Wei stood in mid-air, her clothes and long hair fluttering, her face cold and stern. Countless ice spikes condensed around her, and these ice spikes shot towards Murong Chong.
Murong Chong immediately erected a spiritual light shield to block Han Wei's ice spikes. The sound of the ice spikes striking the shield echoed incessantly. Murong Chong, his face pale, shouted:
"Fellow Daoist, it was a misunderstanding just now. We can divide the treasures behind the door equally."
Han Wei said:
Why should I split it with you? Wouldn't it be better if I kept it all for myself?
With a wave of her hand, Han Wei unleashed a beam of red light. Within that light was a nail. This nail exuded an evil and demonic aura, piercing Murong Chong's shield as easily as piercing a thin sheet of paper. Before Murong Chong could even unleash his magical weapon, the nail struck him on the head.
The nail pierced his skull, and he let out a blood-red scream. His body was covered in crimson light, and his scream echoed here, making Zhou Yating and the others' scalps tingle.
Those nails were indeed Chen Luoyan's Blood Nails.
These nails not only locked the body but also the soul. Murong Chong could not use his magic to force the nails out, nor could his soul escape.
Han Wei uttered obscure and incomprehensible demonic incantations, and Murong Chong's screams became even more shrill. She grabbed at the void with one hand, and Murong Chong's body flew towards the bronze door. All the essence blood on his body turned into streams of red blood that flew towards the bronze door, and the runes on the bronze door lit up.
This gate, actually, can be opened by sacrificing a Void Refinement stage cultivator.
Han Wei had already figured this out.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Han Wei offered Murong Chong's essence and primordial spirit as a sacrifice to the bronze gate.
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