God Emperor

Most of the important people from Yin and Yang Sect had gathered at the Sword Pavilion. They were reciting prayers of the sacrificial ritual led by Ning Xuandao.

”The sacrificial ritual has now begun. ”

An old man ’s voice rang from the peak of the third mountain. The echo of his voice stretched for miles into the horizon just like waves in the ocean, spreading out to every part of Yin and Yang Sect.

All the members of Yin and Yang Sect turned over to the direction of Ancient Gods Mountain, kowtowed and bowed respectfully in prayer.

The altar had been built at the center of a white marble platform. There, rows of complicated inscriptions engraved on the stones came alive and flowed to form an array, spiraling.

A collective bestial roar was heard followed by a sharp gust of wind, a ’swoosh ’.

In the next instant, all the beasts on the altar were killed. Fresh blood came gushing from their necks like spring water gushing from a wounded Earth, into the pool at the end of the altar.

Zhang Ruochen wore a plain white robe and sat cross legged in the middle of the pool.

Soon, blood covered his knees and reached his chest. A few minutes later, the pool had turned into a large blood pool, filling the air with the pungent scent of blood.

The array of inscriptions flowed into the blood pool and conjured a glowing wheel. A rod made of blood ruptured through the wheel, and went bursting up into the air.

Suddenly, an ancient, sacred and hazy voice was heard above the Ancient Gods Mountain. A powerful force sprung from within and formed a spiraling cloud surrounded by a gold sheen, shaking the ground with the force of the impact.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the pool, and took one drop of the blood and held it in his hand. He used a secret technique to unleash the power of the divine blood.