786 Discovering Xu Qianqian (1/2)
Wherever the green light touched, the Ghost Lair commanders were unable to break through.
”Presumptuous!” Chu Xiao was enraged. The ancient mirror in his hands flew up into the sky. The image of a mountain appeared in the mirror. The mountain was tens of thousands of feet high and was majestic. Covered in glaciers, the mountain looked just like Mount Everest in the Himalayas.
The next moment, a similar snowy mountain appeared in the dark space. The snowy mountain popped out in mid-air and descended downwards with great momentum. It seemed as though the snowy mountain was going to crush the space. A terrifying power spread across the dark space. The power could easily crush any Primordial Soul realm immortal cultivators to death.
A dragon roar reverberated in the dark space. The jade hairpin in Mo Qingge's hand transformed into a jade dragon that was ten thousand feet long. The jade dragon hovered over the mountain and actually lifted it up.
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Outside the dark space, the Martial Arts Grandmasters from the Huatian Palace were flying towards the ancient city in the cleft space. The location of the sacrificial ritual was at the center square of the ancient city.
Right now, the sirens in the ancient city were sounding loudly. Slowly, all the members of Ghost Lair came out of the buildings and moved towards the center square.
”Humph, a mere group of small fry and they believe that they can disrupt the sacred rite? They are practically daydreaming.”
On a high tower in the center square, a young man wearing white, fluttering clothes stood on top of the tower with a sullen face. This person was good-looking and had a tall, slender figure. He was undeniably a handsome man. However, in between his eyebrows, there was an unconcealable Yin Qi, adding a dash of femininity to his look.
Behind this young man stood more than ten black-robed men. They stood solemnly, emanating terrifying auras from their bodies. All of them were actually Martial Arts Grandmasters. More than thirty Martial Arts Grandmasters were stood on top of the tower, causing the aura in the whole space to be slightly stiff.
”Kill them! Stop those Huatian Palace ancient martial art practitioners.”
”Yes.”
As soon as the young man in white clothes gave his order, the black-robed Martial Arts Grandmasters all rose into the sky and flew towards the Huatian Palace Martial Arts Grandmasters, aiming to stop them advancing any further.
”Young master, when will the sacred rite start? I am afraid that the longer we wait, the more changing variables there will be.” A young woman with an hourglass figure, dressed in chiffon walked towards the young man in white clothes. The woman's body could be vaguely seen through the thin chiffon; however, she did not look tasteless. She looked attractive and sensuous, her body emanating a mature aura.
The young woman looked lovingly at the young man, her large eyes glistening. Her gaze was charming and would arouse the primitive desires of most men.
However, it was as though the young man in white clothes did not see it at all. His gaze was fixed on the battlefield in the distance as he expressionlessly said, ”The time is not right yet.” He said nothing else.
Only a few people knew the actual flow of this sacred rite. Even the common commanders in the Ghost Lair did not know much about it, but this young man knew that the sacred rite this time around was too important. There could be no mistakes. Otherwise, the entire Ghost Lair would be severely punished. None of them would be spared.
When kings were angered, there would be dead souls a thousand kilometers around. Erasing the Ghost Lair would be mere child's play.
The young man in white clothes slowly lifted his head and looked at a nearby hourglass that was dripping sand. The time was approaching. How could he not be anxious? But at this critical moment, he had to be calm. The arrival of an emperor would not allow any mistakes.
In the center square, an altar had been erected. The altar was nine levels high and was dark red. Runes flickered on it, and the mysterious ancient runes were fading in and out one by one. On the surface of the altar were red lines like blood vessels, with liquid flowing inside of them.
Every level of the altar had dozens of green light orbs. The green light orbs floated around the altar like ghost lights.
As one got closer, they were able to see that there were actually women inside the green light orbs. They had been dressed in white and then imprisoned, their bodies curled up inside the orbs. Their faces were pale and they were all unconscious. Fine catheters pierced their skin and were connected to the chain of blood vessels. The blood patterns of the altar were formed from the blood flowing from these women dressed in white.
The higher the level of the altar, the fewer green light orbs there were. The eighth level only had five green light orbs, and there was only one green light orb on the ninth level.
The green light orb on the ninth level was situated at the very top of the altar. At the center was a pool of boiling blood. Blood souls faded in and out of the blood pool, frenziedly struggling. Twisted faces covered in blood appeared on the surface of the blood pool. They appeared to be in pain and looked hideous. Sinister winds blew around, and wails kept sounding.
The single green light orb was in the blood pool, churning with the boiling blood. Inside it was a woman who was in a deep sleep. It was none other than Xu Qianqian, who had been missing for many days.
A hundred kilometers away, the Huatian Palace's Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioners and the Ghost Lair's Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioners had encountered each other. It was as though Mars had collided with the Earth; a great battle immediately ensued.
”I am a Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall Nine Stars Executor. The four team leaders and the members of the four teams, all heed my command.”
Among the crowd of Huatian Palace Martial Arts Grandmasters, a white-haired elder flew out. This elder wielded a longsword in his hand, and his body emanated a terrifying aura that covered a radius of a thousand meters. He was actually more frightening than the Beast Kings that Mo Wen had encountered on Beast King Island.
This elder had at least Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm cultivation.
There were at least five such absolute strong practitioners here. The heritage of the Huatian Palace was undoubtedly on display.
”I am the first team leader. Members of the first team, heed my command.”
A person with an astonishing aura flew out and led a group of people who were moving diagonally, slaughtering their way to the center altar from a different direction.