Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 591 - 592 Arranging the Sacred Sacrifice (1st Update)

Chapter 591: Chapter 592 Arranging the Sacred Sacrifice (1st Update)

This Yin Yang magic diagram was a Heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact, the greatest treasure Qian Yuan had obtained from the cave dwelling of the Yin Yang Demon Venerable.

It had always been Qian Yuan’s trump card, but now it had been directly torn apart by Chu Fengmian.

"This person has become an existence that cannot be dealt with."

Qian Yuan’s eyes flickered with this thought.

"Escape!"

Qian Yuan’s figure moved, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of Spiritual Power shot out, and a force of Yin Yang Power condensed, instantly forming a Yin Yang Dharma Form.

From Qian Yuan’s mouth, a drop of demon blood suddenly spat out, the demon blood merging into the Yin Yang Dharma Form, immediately causing the Dharma Form to start swelling up.

"The blood essence of the Yin Yang Demon Venerable?"

At the sight of this demon blood, Chu Fengmian immediately recognized it.

This drop of demon blood was actually the blood essence of the Yin Yang Demon Venerable.

The figure of Qian Yuan merged into the Yin Yang Dharma Form in an instant, turning into a streak of fleeing light, actually intending to fly away and escape.

"Thinking of escaping? No one Chu intends to kill has ever escaped!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, looking at the fleeing light of Qian Yuan’s escape.

His hand clawed out, directly breaking through the layers of space, and in an instant, he captured Qian Yuan’s figure and dragged him back.

"What? My fleeing light, a thousand miles in an instant, how could it be caught by someone?"

Qian Yuan’s face changed dramatically.

He was even willing to burn and sacrifice the blood essence of the Yin Yang Demon Venerable to gain the power to turn into a fleeing light and escape.

Yet, he had never expected to be directly captured by Chu Fengmian.

With Qian Yuan’s current strength, even high-ranking experts at the life-and-death stage could move unimpeded, coming and going as they pleased.

But now, he appeared so powerless in the hands of Chu Fengmian, as if escaping was meaningless.

In front of Chu Fengmian, there simply was no way to escape.

"I am a figure of the Seven Great Sects, a true genius. How could I possibly die today?"

In his heart, Qian Yuan could not fathom, not in a thousand or ten thousand guesses, that he would die at the hands of Chu Fengmian, such an insignificant native of the Northern Territory.

"Such idle talk!"

"Die!"

Chu Fengmian watched Qian Yuan and let out a long howl, the Spiritual Power in the palm of his hand suddenly swelled.

Qian Yuan was directly clenched in Chu Fengmian’s hand, his face squeezed until it turned bright red.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, Qian Yuan’s body exploded, turning directly into a cloud of blood mist, all of his blood essence devoured by Chu Fengmian, condensed into a blood essence pearl.

At the same time, a storage ring also flew out from the blood mist of Qian Yuan’s shattered body.

Chu Fengmian caught the storage ring and injected a burst of Spiritual Power into it, looking at the wealth inside, a joy inevitably surfaced on his face.

"This Qian Yuan, truly a great opportunity, actually obtained the cave dwelling of the Yin Yang Demon Venerable. All the wealth left by the Yin Yang Demon Venerable, which he didn’t have time to refine, now all belongs to me!"

Looking at the countless treasures left behind, Chu Fengmian was overjoyed in his heart.

Originally, he needed to gather treasures to conduct a Holy Ritual, and Chu Fengmian did not have enough on hand and was planning to purchase some.

But now, having acquired Qian Yuan’s wealth, Feng Mian had prepared all the rare items needed for the sacred sacrifice.

"This Qian Yuan really did give a generous gift,"

Feng Mian said to himself with a cold laugh.

These Ancient Desolate Sect disciples and Holy King Sect disciples sought to kill Feng Mian and take his fortune, and now they had been slain by Feng Mian.

All their wealth and various opportunities now belonged to Feng Mian.

"Feng Mian, by killing Qian Yuan and Gu Lin, I’m afraid dealing with the aftermath won’t be easy,"

Bai Xuan voiced her concerns from beside him.

"The two of them held no low status in their respective sects; they’re not the kind you can just step on like ants."

"It’s of no consequence. Having killed them, no one from the seven major sects would be able to deduce it was me, and besides, their status within the seven major sects is actually quite minor,"

Feng Mian said casually.

"Once we return to Beimang Academy, we will be directly promoted to seed disciples. As seed disciples, we can go to the Holy Land of Beimang Academy to cultivate."

"By then, as long as I’ve stepped into the Life and Death Realm, unless it’s one of those old fogeys from the seven major sects, I should be able to handle anyone. They won’t find it easy to pursue and kill me,"

Feng Mian said confidently.

The seven major sects, feared by all, did not intimidate Feng Mian in the slightest.

He intended to destroy these sects; having killed just a few disciples was hardly a reason for concern.

"This is the southernmost region of the Mixed Yuan Continent—quite a secluded place. Now that those people have been dealt with, it’s the perfect location for the sacred sacrifice."

Feng Mian surveyed his surroundings; the area was deserted.

The sacred sacrifice could not be disturbed; this place of tranquility was the ideal choice.

"Let’s conduct the complete sacred sacrifice here. Bai Xuan, you should stay as well. The sacrifice will be extremely beneficial for you too,"

Feng Mian looked at Bai Xuan and spoke.

The sacred sacrifice was an ancient tribal rite to the heavens, dating back to Ancient Times, bringing benefits that could greatly enrich a whole tribe.

For Feng Mian alone, he suspected that he would not be able to fully absorb all the benefits from the sacrifice; it was an ideal opportunity to also aid Bai Xuan in solidifying her strength.

Feng Mian was returning to Beimang Academy, where individuals like Lord of the Night Sky wielded immense power within.

Feng Mian needed to establish his own power base, and Bai Xuan was the perfect ally to recruit.

"Okay,"

Bai Xuan nodded, now fully trusting in Feng Mian’s words.

The more she learned of the depths of Feng Mian’s hidden assets, the more Bai Xuan realized that aligning herself with Feng Mian was the best choice.

By following Feng Mian, she might truly ascend to heights beyond her imagination.

"Let’s set up the sacred sacrifice first,"

Without hesitation, Feng Mian took out countless treasures from his spatial ring; he distributed some to Bai Xuan, instructing her to assist with the ritual setup.

The two figures were seen flashing through the southern region of the Mixed Yuan Continent, meticulously placing various treasures.

Suddenly, a colossal altar rose from the ground, surrounded by countless exotic items all laid out for the offering.

The purpose of the sacred sacrifice was to propitiate the will of the heavens, exchanging rare treasures for supreme divine favors.

Just the setup alone took three full days, and that was with the combined efforts of Feng Mian and Bai Xuan; had Feng Mian been alone, it would have taken five days to complete.

"Good, the sacred sacrifice is finally set up. As long as it’s successful, my body will be refined to its utmost limit, and I may even receive benefits beyond my wildest dreams!"

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