All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 33 - 33 33 Profound Yin Heaven Star Destiny

33: Chapter 33 Profound Yin Heaven Star Destiny 33: Chapter 33 Profound Yin Heaven Star Destiny “Haha, the choice is yours!”

Hearing this, even An Jing couldn’t help but laugh to himself.

He didn’t believe the Demon Sect would lie about this—the remaining hundred and eight were all elites, and even if they did not awaken their Fate Pattern, they could reach a level of Inner Breath like Tide similar to Instructor Li’s in the future.

They would suffice as the backbone of an organization’s middle or lower echelon.

Even if they failed, the Demon Sect wouldn’t do anything to the survivors.

Such words seemed righteous and magnanimous, deliberately skimming over the heavy issues as if death were an unlikely event, while emphasizing the glory of the ‘successful’ and the guaranteed treatment for the failures.

As for the rhetoric of ‘making one’s own choice’…

While the Master of the Medicine Manor spoke, An Jing detected a strange scent.

This fragrance was extremely faint; if he hadn’t been pretending to be intensely focused while actually paying attention to his surroundings all the time, he might not have noticed it.

Not long after detecting the unusual scent, An Jing realized that his heartbeat had started to accelerate.

His ‘courage’ began to swell as if he had been drinking, and thoughts of ‘standing up to curse at the Master of the Medicine Manor and exposing the Demon Sect’s conspiracy’—bold but nonsensical ideas—started to surge in his heart!

Nowadays, nobody would believe him.

He couldn’t influence anything; it would only make others think he had gone mad—but An Jing suddenly felt this compulsion and courage!

—They actually drugged us!

Even An Jing could hardly restrain himself, let alone the other children.

As soon as the Master of the Medicine Manor said, ‘Whether you want to participate is completely your own choice,’ everyone loudly expressed their willingness!

An Jing shouted his agreement without hesitation—he noticed that Bai Qinghan did the same.

Indeed, just because someone is uneducated doesn’t mean they’re stupid.

“Very good.”

Seeing all the children act in unison, the Master of the Medicine Manor smiled satisfactorily, “Then, the ritual sacrifice begins!”

“We worship Imperial Heaven and venerate the gods; all disciples offer incense!”

Amidst the resonant chanting, the hundred and eight registered disciples, organized into twelve groups, began to burn incense around their respective ritual platforms, paying respects to Imperial Heaven and the gods, also known as ‘the Azure Sky,’ ‘Heavenly Father,’ and ‘The Old Man of Heaven.’

It wasn’t just Heaven’s Will Cult—many other sects, and even the rituals of the Da Chen nation, also paid homage to Imperial Heaven; therefore, no one found it amiss.

And such a worship ceremony was not a mere formality but also served to unify the participants, providing a sense of belonging, achievement, and pride to those who took part in the ceremony.

Imperial Heaven did not have a concrete image; however, when temples and statues were made for Him in the mortal world, He was often depicted as a kind older man—yet Heaven’s Will Cult, like the royal sacrifices, absolutely did not set any representation, simply making sacrifices to the Azure Sky.

But this kind of sacrifice signified an extremely high level of ritual ceremony—if one did not have special terrain and a certain position, attempting to conduct a ritual sacrifice to the ‘entirely true Azure Sky’ rather than to the ‘Old Man of Heaven confined by idol sculptures’ was like shouting as a single individual, trying to awaken all the sleeping people of a world.

Hanging Fate Manor, it turns out, possessed exactly such special terrain!

After offering incense, ancient patterns began to light up on the jade ritual platforms.

“All disciples return to your places, initiate the Ritual Tracks, open Fate Valley!”

The chanters were the lecturers who taught the scriptures at Hanging Fate Manor; their voices were grand and ethereal.

An Jing and the others also sat down cross-legged on the jade platforms in orderly fashion.

Sitting on the jade platform, An Jing immediately felt that he could communicate telepathically with the other eight people in his group—they indeed could cooperate with each other without much speech after rigorous training, simply through their actions.

But after burning incense in the ceremony, causing the jade platforms to glow faintly, he could clearly sense the emotions of the other people!

Longing, curiosity, fear, confusion, calmness, the desire to perform well and attract attention, and fantasies of becoming official disciples, acquiring superior martial arts, and returning home in glory to fetch their parents…

These emotions and desires surged like a river.

And An Jing’s own desires were stirred as well.

He wanted to live, to continue living with all those who wanted to live.

Unlike all the other boys and girls, he knew the intentions behind every move of the Demon Sect, and the malice hidden behind their benign masks.

He had faith in his abilities, in his quality, but he didn’t know if he could survive this path he was walking step by step.

He wanted to reunite with his mother; he wanted to see his father again; he wanted to live on with his friends, to step into the future together…

An Jing longed for greater power to take control of his destiny, and then…

…

to decide the direction of his own life.

—He wanted to live, to live freely!

It was at this moment, when the hearts and minds of the twelve groups of one hundred and eight people resonated, and their desires surged like tidal waves.

With the twelve Jade Platforms as the core, shallow cyan light patterns lit up, spreading from the platforms across the ground and even into the air, connecting with each other to form an immense and ancient Formation Pattern that slowly rotated above the sacrificial altars.

The Master of the Medicine Manor stepped forward, slicing his palm with a jade dagger, sprinkling fresh blood as he proclaimed loudly, “With blood as the guide, with souls as the sacrifice!”

“Please honor the supreme divine law!”

The lecturers leading the groups around the sacrificial platform, barely perceptible as part of an even vaster Battle Formation, also cut their palms with the daggers, scattered their blood, and echoed in unison.

“Please honor the supreme divine law!” “Please honor the supreme divine law!” “Please honor the supreme divine law!”

For a moment, it was as if their voices were a mountainous tsunami, mingling with a suddenly surging wild wind.

In an instant, the mist around Fate Valley descended, dark clouds gathered, and though it was broad daylight, it all turned dim.

In the chaos of this indistinct daybreak, where light and dark were indistinguishable in the mist,

a vague and shadowy giant hand, as if made from pure black mist, slowly reached out from the depths of Hanging Fate Valley.

Then, it gently settled atop the twelve jade sacrificial platforms.

“Clang!”

Simultaneously, stimulated by this, all twelve Jade Platforms burst forth with light.

Unlike the Demonic Qi within the valley, these jade sacrificial platforms were truly divine sacrificial objects, imbued with supreme Sword Intent.

Now stimulated by the breath of the Heavenly Demon, they all released a sharpness of Sword Qi.

In an instant, streaks of jade green Sword Qi shot out from the depths of the White Sand Ground, holding their own against the shadowy giant hand from the valley.

Splashes of starlight and Evil Qi erupted, lighting up Heavenly Valley.

“Success!

The Star Detriment Sword God, the Will of Heaven revolves!”

Having completed all these actions, including the Master of the Medicine Manor, everyone looked drained, but the old man’s eyes were filled with excitement: “Now, let’s see the Creation of these materials!”

“Life or death, it’s all up to the ‘Heavenly Mandate’!”

Before the words of the Master of the Medicine Manor could even finish, to the north of the formation, within the Jiu Zi group, a brightly shining star suddenly rose.

The star originated from a young girl seated on a Jade Platform, not of great age, delicate in form, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Yet at this moment, her eyes were firmly shut, her mind plunged into her Inner Breath, her expression one of unwavering determination.

The star above Bai Qinghan’s head was as bright as the moon, waxing and waning, casting a jade-white radiance, suspended between the Sword Qi and the Demon hand.

A moon-white beam of Starlight appeared behind her head and flowed into a ring, forming a halo around the back of Bai Qinghan’s skull.

The halo was jade white, and as it revolved, it manifested the Phenomena totem of phases of the moon, emanating an indescribable hue of Profound Yin cold.

Wisps and strands of the Supreme Yin overflowed, Daoist Patterns materializing faintly in the surrounding void, causing the platform where Bai Qinghan was and the surrounding land to condense into a ring of White Mist and Frost.

“What is this…”

Initially, the Master of the Medicine Manor did not realize what was happening, but he quickly submerged into ecstasy: “Great, great, great!

The Seven Lives Wondrous Destiny of ‘Star Detriment’!”

“Heaven Star Phenomena, Daoist Pattern Totem; Southern Dipper Mid-Sky, Residing in Supreme Yin!”

“This is the ‘Yang Dies, Yin Arises’ Pattern, the Profound Yin Heaven Star Destiny!”

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