Chapter 1870: Devouring Blood (1/2)

The princess agreed with Li Qiye’s statement and stared solemnly at the gigantic monument.

This place was covered with skeletons clearly from an ancient age. However, there were still some recently deceased corpses here - the ones with only skin left.

While everyone was fixated on the amazing monument, a powerful old man commented: “This is an amazing altar, one could refine G.o.ds and devils with it.”

This was an influential character; many cultivators nearby nodded and agreed with this perspective.

“Should we do it? If we can bring this altar back, it might become our sect’s defining treasure.” A young expert couldn’t help wanting to try and push forward.

“No rush, wait and see.” His senior stopped this hot-blooded youth and shook his head: “This monument is sinister. Earlier, River Dragon King wanted to try; that’s his withered corpse right there.” He pointed at a pile of bones. There were dried-up remains there wearing a dragon robe, clearly a king when he was alive.

“Even the River Dragon King died?” The youth took a deep breath because he had heard about the king’s legends growing up.

In fact, many experts tried to obtain this monument for themselves and faced the same miserable consequence.

Just like that, the second wave had to be prudent in order to avoid having their vitality drained.

“I doubt anything will happen now.” One expert lost his patience. This was a white-haired old man with a purple dragon robe. The embroidered dragon had five raised claws, looking quite majestic. The old man’s eyes were br.i.m.m.i.n.g with radiance with violet pupils.

“Violetcloud King wants to take action now.” Someone murmured, recognizing the old man’s ident.i.ty.

“He’s a master from the devil race with incredible imperial arts. Looks like he’s here with imperial weapons too.” Another person commented after seeing the bold man.

This particular king was relatively famous in Pure. He came from an imperial lineage of the devil race and was quite powerful himself. The change of color in his pupils was an identifying factor.

Members of the devil race had a unique characteristic. Normally, their pupils had a dark blue color. After reaching a certain power level, they would turn violet. The darker the shade, the more powerful. There was another rumor that people with the Bestowment bloodline would have golden pupils.

This king took a deep breath and slowly walked forwards the altar. He had released his vitality, resulting in a deafening explosion. This vitality turned into a violet energy before transforming again into a roaring dragon. It coiled around his body and protected him.

The crowd watched with bated breath, wondering if he could actually be successful.

“Buzz…” A series of quiet buzzing came about. As he inched closer, his vitality started to lose control. Strings of blood flew out of his body as if a powerful force was sucking him dry.

“Stabilize!” The king roared and became resplendent with an imperial aura. He had activated the art of a Grand Emperor, creating continuous dragon cries. Boundless imperial symbols of many layers appeared on the dragon coiling around him.

“Boom!” It was trying to stabilizing the situation and stopped his vitality from being drained.

Sure enough, the sucking process actually stopped. It seemed that his peerless imperial art was effective.

The crowd praised him after seeing this and thought to themselves, ‘that’s an imperial art for you, possessing magnificent power.’

“Buzz.” While the king himself heaved a sigh of relief, his vitality suddenly erupted like a storm with strings of blood shooting out. Earlier, it was a slow process like a silkworm weaving its silk. Now, it resembled a blood-sucking force.