693 Blood Emperor Throne, the Ancient King (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Nine Bridges of Death and One Bridge of Life began to collapse. The ancient jade used to construct the bridges fell into the deep abyss, before they were shattered into pieces by the black gust.

There was only one bridge left, the one leading to the altar of the tomb.

The altar was covered in pitch-black darkness on a platform that seemed to be floating in the dark for eternity.

The altar had the shape of an ice cap. The stairs made of stones at the bottom were incredibly huge. Each stair was a few times taller than a human. It felt like the stairs were not meant to be climbed by humans, but built from some giant deities instead.

From afar, red ribbons were dangling from the altar on the top corners of the stairs. However, after a closer look, they were no ribbons, but thick blood falling down the stairs like waterfalls.

The top corners of the stairs were constructed in the shape of dragon heads. The waterfalls of blood were pouring out from the dragons' mouths from a great height. The loud rumbling of the bloodfalls echoed in the area.

Zhang Xiaohou recalled the same dragons spitting out water on the rooftop of the museum in the inner city. However, the ones on the museum were designed as drains for the rain, a spectacular sight on rainy days. In comparison, the dragons here at the altar were fairly spooky. It was hard to tell if it was some kind of red liquid or real, flesh blood… blood that was still flowing after over two thousand years!

As the group climbed the stairs, the size of the altar began to shrink. The path gradually turned narrower the higher they went. The width of the stairs was the same length as a person's long stride.

”I can see the top; the thing up there must be the Blood Emperor Throne that Fang Gu mentioned!” Su Xiaoluo wiped the sweat off her forehead. Her pale face was filled with a hint of joy.

They had finally arrived at the Blood Emperor Throne, after going through untold hardships!

Hopefully, they were still in time!

With so many lives at stake, even though the altar floating in the endless darkness looked extremely terrifying, the group was determined to risk their lives, even if it meant going through mountains of daggers and sea of flames. Otherwise, the lives of millions of people in the city would become the sacrifices for the Black Vatican and Salan's festival.

”We're here, we made it!” Su Xiaoluo said to Zhang Xiaohou behind her in excitement, as she was the first to make it to the top.

Zhang Xiaohou was tired as he made it to the top. He glanced at the top of the altar made of white jade and saw a huge jadeite at the center!

The jadeite was red and transparent with rising edges. It looked a throne with countless swords stuck to it...

The Blood Emperor Throne!

The person sitting on the Blood Emperor Throne must be the Ancient King, Ying Zheng!

Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath and proceeded forward.

There was indeed someone sitting on the Blood Emperor Throne, but it was hard to tell if the person was alive or dead. He was wearing a black battle robe, obviously a historical artifact. However, it was still had an icy glow, to the extent that Zhang Xiaohou could easily see his own timid reflection as he approached the throne!

The person was sitting on the throne, supporting his jaw with a hand. His body was leaning sideways slightly. The shadows under the cap on his head barely concealed his face. However, the light produced by the fire on the altar revealed his lower jaw and the evil grin he was wearing!

He seemed to be either taking a nap or in deep thought. Either way, he did not look like a dead person!

Zhang Xiaohou's forehead was fully covered in sweat. He never thought an emperor who had died over two thousand years ago would apply such great pressure to him. In Zhang Xiaohou's mind, the person could stand up at any second and stare right into his eyes with a gaze that would easily shatter his soul. By then, he would have trouble remaining standing!

”I'm curious...”

Suddenly, the person sitting on the throne spoke!

The voice gave Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru and Su Xiaoluo a fright. It felt like their scalps were on the verge of exploding.