The ritual sacrifice had lasted an entire hour.
Every person who had been standing inside the altar when the sacrificial rites began was dead.
Be they the mysterious mbers of the Heroic Society, the well-dressed beasts from Cao Gang, the fierce and terrifying mbers of the Snake Team, or those chosen as the first batch of test subjects,
All were dead, not one remained.
Lie Zhenzi was great and fair, regarding all beings as re straw dogs.
Without discrimination between n and won, regardless of the morality of their actions or their nature.
Any offerings inside the altar were accepted without exception.
There was no discrimination.
After waiting for the storm to pass and the altar’s glow to fade, all that was left on the spot was an object the size of a palm, wriggling like a strand of DNA sequence, resembling a golden eel.
It was comprised entirely of characters, constantly squirming, twisting, and eventually forming a closed-loop, turning by its own wriggling into a grid-like sphere—this was the mark, an Epic-grade mark, and its career path was [Yin God]!
Xu Shu, wearing a mask, walked into the center of the residual altar under the watchful eyes of all, picking up the [Yin God] mark.
Whoosh!
An invisible whoosh of wind flashed by.
A group of captured hostages only saw a flash of golden light in Xu Shu’s hand, and then it appeared empty, as if nothing had ever been there.
The mark could be tucked into a Tai Chu Scroll Prop Pack, which was the safest place, and once Xu Shu put the mark inside, others could no longer see it.
Then, Xu Shu turned around and faced the eighty or so people tied up on the ground, falling into a deep silence.
Those eighty-plus people, n and won, mostly aged between 20 and 40, along with a few children under ten, were all tied up tightly, with gags in their mouths. Apart from their eyes, no other parts of their bodies could move, so they just stared blankly at Xu Shu.
The two sides looked at each other, suddenly plunging into a deathly still silence,
"Ah, that, that, sir..." The first to speak was a rather voluptuous, strong-ard adult woman, who had particularly nimble tongue and cheek muscles, managing to spit out the gag in her mouth.
"Don’t speak, I’m thinking," Xu Shu stopped the woman’s inquiry, picking up the gag from the ground and stuffing it back into her mouth.
Seeing this, the other hostages trembled in fear, daring not to utter a word anymore—was this Transcendent sir thinking?
What was he thinking about?
Thinking... about how to silence us?
These were refugees from the Wasteland, but not fools. No, even fools knew that they must have seen sothing they shouldn’t have.
Would they be silenced?
They didn’t know.
This Transcendent sir forbade them to speak, so they could only convey their intense desire to live with pitiful looks in their eyes.
Like hungry puppies who had been starving for two days, begging for rcy with wagging tails.
But they had overthought it.
Xu Shu had never considered erasing them; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble just now.
He had fallen into deep thought because he’d discovered a significant problem.
"Where are Little Mudan’s and that Boss Cha’s, along with the other First Order Transcendents’ Promotion Drives?"
"Without their Promotion Drives, how am I supposed to compete in the ranking match? A duel with two Third-tier experts should be enough to get into the top fifty of the Qingyun List, no, maybe even the top twenty, right?"
"Strange, I would have thought surely there would be..."
Xu Shu searched the ground, but nothing remained at the scene after the sacrifice, not even the bloodstains from before.
Not to ntion the potentially distinctive-looking "Promotion Drives."
It was possible for one or two people not to have dropped Promotion Drives; Xu Shu might suspect they simply didn’t possess one, like the Patrol Team captains, barely making level 12, who had to turn in their Promotion Drives to the Supervision Bureau.
But now, even two Third-tier existences had not left behind Promotion Drives, forcing Xu Shu to consider a different perspective.
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Is there a possibility that Lie Zhenzi, when accepting offerings, also devours the Promotion Drives?
Now, it seed this was the only explanation that made sense.
"So, that group of Black Emperor Army I encountered at the border last ti—I had thought they didn’t have Promotion Drives. Now it seems, in fact, they did, it’s just that theirs were devoured by Lie Zhenzi too."
"Lie Zhenzi is so domineering; it eats everything. These experts probably had good treasures on them too, all eaten up. Really, you could have left sothing for ..."
Xu Shu silently derided it, feeling quite helpless.
At this point, there was nothing to be done; without the altar, and just by himself, he had no ans to kill two Third-tier experts.
Sigh, that’s how it is when borrowing external forces; Lie Zhenzi simply needed to exert its mighty power and annihilate all the formidable enemies for him. The benefits Xu Shu hoped to reap required much more consideration~
Shaking his head with a sigh, Xu Shu wore a troubled frown, a sight that turned the hostages green with concern.
They felt that the mood of this sir was not quite right, fearing their chances were slim!
Just as they suspected.
They watched as Xu Shu pulled out a small knife from his pocket and walked towards them.
’No, I can’t die! I must not die!’
Previously, they hadn’t dared to make a move as they were guarded, but now, with no one watching, they gathered a bit more courage.
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