Chapter 648: Ancient Ceremonial Ground (1/2)

Miasma filled this wild region. It suppressed divine intent in a strange manner. Upon closer inspection, one would find the ground red as if soaked with blood in the back. Pieces of broken bones scattered on the ground, hidden by the grass and vegetation.

Feiyun slowed down and became careful. This bizarre place looked like a cemetery with dense nether energy and hatred. His next step splashed out blood.

“Your Excellency, we have been waiting.” Two black-cloaked cultivators walked out of the miasma.

One couldn’t see their appearance but could still sense their powerful spirit energy - two half-step Giants.

Feiyun could tell that they were part of the group that carried the palanquin earlier.

The group consisted of four men. Two were dead now and these two left with the palanquin.

Where was the palanquin now? Perhaps other heretics were present in this location, maybe even the young lord.

“Where is this place?” Feiyun smiled.

“This is a holy ground of these witches, the place of an ancient altar. The Witchcraft Goddess of the last generation once sacrificed 100,000 beasts and another 100,000 humans here to summon one strand of soul from the Witch God in order to kill an extremely mighty enemy. Ten thousand years have passed and witch energies still exist here. The skeletons on the ground can come out whenever.” One of the two didn’t mind telling him.

So a large-scale sacrifice happened here in the past with their blood seeping into the ground. The bones won’t rot after so many years and a strange power still remained. So the Heavenly Witch God really exists in this world?

“You’re trying to use this holy ground to take the tree from the goddess.” Feiyun calmly said.

“Haha! Your Excellency, how smart you are. We are here under the order of the heretical lord, please come watch an unprecedented event in history.” The other man said. His voice was filled with respect for his lord.

This young lord was truly confident, wanting Feiyun to watch the goddess’ tree being taken from her. He must have absolute power here to prevent Feiyun from messing up the ceremony.

If all Feiyun could do was watch, it would be a loss for him. He would need to join Senluo Temple in that case and become a follower of the young lord.

“Pluff! Pluff!” Feiyun naturally couldn’t just sit idly by so he sneered.

A white glint flashed in his hand. The weapon essence turned into a spear. He instantly pierced the throat of these two heretics. They fell straight back on the ground.

“Boom!” A snort could be heard as a gigantic palm crushed the trees nearby, wanting to push Feiyun’s head down.

Feiyun had killed four half-steps from Senluo within a single day. This was a gigantic loss so one of the protectors wanted to teach Feiyun a lesson.

They wanted to recruit Feiyun but wouldn’t let him kill their members as he pleases.

The attacker was an early Giant, a protector ranked fifty-first of the temple. He sat one hundred miles away below an altar on a bronze chair and unleashed a palm strike named Raging Wave, a famous heretical technique. He had cultivated it to grand completion and could unleash a sixfold attack.

Others didn’t try to stop him since they felt that Feiyun deserves a lesson. That’s the only way to get him to submit.

Feiyun stabilized his stance and retaliated with a fiery palm strike with numerous beast runes, easily crushing the Raging Wave.

Nevertheless, his legs still sank to the ground while his body trembled. His internal organs were shaken as he almost got injured by that move.