Chapter 976 - Below the Altar
God Emperor
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Choosing the Deity was one of the most important events for any ancient sect. They must be careful. In a way, it determined the success or failure of the sectâs next 100 years.
Before choosing the Heir, they must first worship the Blood God. The Blood God Altar was located in the heart of the Blood God Sect. It was only a few hundred miles from Qianyuan Mountain. The altar had nine levels, built from millions of white bones.
After a disciple of the Blood God Sect died, their body would be turned into a skeleton and become part of the altar. Like individual bricks, they made the Blood God Altar bigger and more majestic.
Zhang Ruochen stood below the altar. Looking up, he felt very impressed.
The Blood God Altar didnât look like an altar at all because it was even taller and mightier than Qianyuan Mountain. One could feel the vast power even when standing dozens of miles away.
Bloody mist shrouded the top of the altar. Sometimes, a saintly image would appear. They were like the souls of ancient Saints. These images were of different sizes. Some were only a few meters tall. Others were hundreds of meters tall.
âThe bones of the various Hierarchs and Saints of the Blood God Sect all become part of the altar,â Ji Shui said. âAny disciple must be reverent when they come here.â
Ji Shui knelt onto the ground. She placed her hands on the ground and kowtowed to the Blood God Altar respectfully. Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw that the other disciples all did that as soon as they arrived.
To them, the Blood God Altar was the most sacred place.
Countless Monks had gathered below the altar. There were at least a few thousand. The noise reached the top level and the people were jostled. It was practically a sea of people.
The disciples of the Blood God Sect werenât the only ones present. The families and clans under the sect had also sent representatives. They wanted to witness the birth of the new Heir.
Some of the disciples had created war banners with the surname of a Deity candidate to show their support.
âSenior Brother Weiâs talent isnât any weaker than the previous Deity, Mei Lanzhu. Heâs known as a Hierarch of the Blood God Sect. He will definitely become the next Deity.â
A Half-Saint disciple stuck a black banner onto the ground. The banner was printed with a golden âWei,â representing Wei Longxing.
The Monks who supported Wei Longxing all gathered toward the black banner, forming a unified camp.
âHai Lingyin experienced a great opportunity in the Savage Barren Territory and has healed now, returning as a king. He will definitely bring the younger generation of the Blood God Sect to take power over the world. Seventy years ago, Senior Uncle Hai was the top prodigy of the sect. Now, heâs still the top figure of the Blood God Sect.â
One of Hai Lingyinâs junior nephews stuck a dark blue banner with the word âHaiâ onto the top of a small hill. This represented Hai Lingyin.
The crowd instantly flooded toward the dark blue flag.
Hai Lingyin had once lost to Dong Wutian and was internally injured. For the past decades, his cultivation had improved slowly. However, he was still very influential in the Blood God Sect.
Many people had high expectations for him. They thought that his tumultuous life would cause his will to be stronger. He may surpass his past and become a truly undefeatable king.
Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin were definitely the two top stars today. The two of them had massive support. The supporters kept waving the banners and shouting their names.
The two hadnât even appeared yet, but their supporters were already standing off against each other. Violence almost erupted. Thankfully, a Saint elder appeared in time to stop them.
Zhang Ruochen chuckled. âItâs just choosing the Deity. Thereâs no need to make such a big deal, right?â
âThe levels of the Blood God Sect are very strict,â Ji Shui said. âThe strong are respected, the abled are kings, and the weak can only be the slaves. Anyone who can become a candidate of the Deity is a cream of the crop. They naturally deserve to be respected.â
The supporters of the candidates were mostly female disciples. The male Monks were more clear-headed. Of course, if they were choosing the Saintess now, the situation would be flipped.
Sun Dadi had appeared out of nowhere and was to the left of Zhang Ruochen. He sighed. âWei Longxing and Hai Lingyin have too many supporters. Plus, some goddess-like beauties of the sect are in their camps too. This is unfair.â
Sun Dadi looked suspicious and perverted. He kept glancing at those two camps, looking hungry as he gazed at the beautiful girls.
He hit Zhang Ruochen with his red tail and pointed at a girl clad in a blue dress from Wei Longxingâs camp. âThat girl is called Bei Haiying. She once competed for the Saintess position. She may be wearing a veil now, but apparently, her looks are comparable to the present Saintess.â
Then he pointed to another sexy girl in Hai Lingyinâs camp. âSheâs Ning Xi, known as the sexiest creature of the Blood God Sect. Iâve had my eyes on her for so long. Who wouldâve thought that she would choose Hai Lingyin?â
Zhang Ruochen was calm. He was used to how talkative Sun Dadi was. âDonât you have a lot of supporters too?â
Sun Dadi made a face and chuckled awkwardly. âTheyâre all disciples of the Earth Heavenly Palace. Plus, theyâre mostly all guys. There isnât a single pretty girl.â
Suddenly, Sun Dadi made a surprised noise. As if discovering something great, he exclaimed, âBrother Gu, thereâs a goddess-like beauty in your camp too! Sheâs comparable to Bei Haiying and Ning Xi.â
Zhang Ruochen naturally had supporters too. They were from the Spiritual Void Sea. There werenât many but they were all followers of Disciple King Haiming.
Zhang Ruochen didnât care about his supporters and never paid attention to them. Hearing Sun Dadiâs words, he finally turned around and glanced in the direction of the banner with the word âGuâ on it.
He really did see a tall beauty standing there. She wore a loose blood-red robe, her skin was like porcelain, her bosoms were full, and her features were delicate. She seemed to be exquisitely carved. Thin bloody mist snaked around her, forming an impressionistic type of beauty.
However, her eyes were very cold. When Zhang Ruochen looked over, a warning appeared in her eyes. Zhang Ruochen just smiled, not afraid of her warning, and looked away.
âHey! Where did that sister go?â Sun Dadi looked at where Ji Shui had been, but sheâd already disappeared to somewhere unknown. âSheâs so impolite. She didnât even tell us when she left. Brother Gu, if you become the Deity, you have to teach her a lesson.â
The eyes of the beautiful maiden in Zhang Ruochenâs camp flashed coldly when she heard Sun Dadiâs words. Zhang Ruochen smiled without replying.
Just then, there was a commotion.
âSenior Brother Wei is here. Hurry and go welcome him.â
âIt really is Wei Longxing. As expected by the hero of this generation, his aura is comparable to the various Saints.â
Wei Longxing wore five-colored armor and rode an auspicious cloud. He descended from the sky, causing a huge commotion. The female disciples who saw Wei Longxing as their dream lovers were all so excited. They kept screaming his name.
Next, Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and the other candidates arrived one after another, creating rounds of commotion.
In comparison, Zhang Ruochen and Sun Dadiâs surroundings were quiet. They were new to the Blood God Sect and very few people knew them. If they stood in the crowd, no one would be able to recognize them.
Sun Dadi sighed. âSomeone as insignificant as Bai Yu has so many supporters and followers too. This is too unfair.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bai Yu had a Saint Body, but Sun Dadi didnât care about him at all. He probably only treated Hai Lingyin, Wei Longxing, and Zhang Ruochen as his matches. The other candidates were nothing.
Hai Lingyin came late, but he still caused an unprecedented commotion. This was because heâd arrived with the Saintess. They walked to the bottom of the Blood God Sect, seeming composed and extremely confident.
âThe Saintess supports Hai Lingyin the most.â
âItâs possible that the Deity has already been decided. It must be Hai Lingyin.â
The various Monks of the Blood God Sect discussed amongst themselves. Countless eyes were on Hai Lingyin and the Saintess.
Most of the other candidates looked unfriendly. The antagonistic feelings soared. They couldnât wait to compete against Hai Lingyin.
Time passed and the day slowly reached noon. The various elders of the Blood God Sect, the ten palace lords of the Ten Heavenly Palaces, and four Disciple Kings had all arrived. They landed at the top of the Blood God Altar, radiating with powerful and boundless auras.
More than half of the Blood God Sectâs Saints had arrived. Even the Half-Saints were filled with respect, let alone the regular disciples. They didnât dare make noise.
The hundreds of millions of Monks below the altar quieted down. More than half knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the various Saints at the top.
The scene was extremely impressive.
âWelcome the Hierarch.â An ancient and graceful voice spread throughout the world.
All the Monks knelt down and bowed toward the Blood God Altar. That moment, the sky above the altar turned blood-red and a huge vortex formed.
Whoosh.
A mysterious but powerful aura spread out from the vortexâs center. It landed at the top of the altar, solidifying into an expansive figure. The palace lords of the Ten Heavenly Palaces and the four Disciple Kings all rose and bowed to the Blood God Sectâs Hierarch.
The Hierarch sat on the uppermost position of the altar. The aura that repressed the millions of people present was gradually pulled away, becoming invisible.
âNo wonder heâs the Hierarch,â Sun Dadi said. âThis strong cultivation can probably hit a star out of the sky.â He was covered in cold sweat and his heartbeat had quickened. His breath trembled as well.
Zhang Ruochen was performing the Traceless 36 Changes to the max. He couldnât reveal any flaws. His transformation skills were much stronger than before. If he was careful, the Hierarch wouldnât be able to see through it.
âIt is noon. Begin the sacrifice.â
The host of the sacrifice was the Heaven Heavenly Palaceâs lord. This ritual didnât sacrifice beasts. Instead, they sacrificed humans. They would kill 3,000 boys, 3,000 girls, and countless more slaves.
The crimson red blood flowed down from the top of the altar to the bottom. It was incredibly bloody and cruel.
When Zhang Ruochen saw this, fierce anger burned in his heart, but he worked hard to control himself. He didnât do anything impulsive.
The Blood God Sect had always sacrificed humans. Today was no exception.