Chapter 1145: Chapter 1145: The Three Kings’ Sacrifice
Chen Nan felt a bit regretful for his impulsiveness, suspecting it might be a side effect of the Taotie Technique.
Even though the Blood Evil Qi can be dissolved through the Dual Cultivation thod of the Scripture of the Hidden Talisman, it only treats the symptoms rather than the cause. Otherwise, with his cautious nature, he would have investigated Deacon Qian first before taking action.
Upon thinking about this, a severe headache assaulted Chen Nan. This injury was not only physical but also damaged his Divine Soul, requiring a long ti to recover.
This ti, however, Chen Nan had openly and justly killed a Great Cultivator at the Eighth Layer of the Golden Core Realm, albeit at the cost of most of his life, but ultimately he had won.
If such an achievent were spread, who knows how many geniuses would have sleepless nights. Even Chen Nan felt a sense of accomplishnt.
When he first arrived in the Nine Provinces, even an ordinary disciple of the Yuantian Sect could easily suppress him, but now he finally has so power to protect himself.
No one but him knows how many tis he escaped death and how much hardship he endured. The power he has now is well-deserved.
Calming down his fluctuating emotions, Chen Nan looked ahead.
The commotion here was significant. Knowing he needed to leave quickly, he hurried back to where Deacon Qian had died, finding only a blackened giant crater left.
In the very center of the crater, a faint white steam was being emitted. Upon closer inspection, he found it was a purple fla burning quietly.
Netherworld Karmic Fire!
Although Deacon Qian had perished, the Netherworld Karmic Fire remained. The pouring rain evaporated upon nearing it, leaving no trace.
Beside the fla was also a belt left by Deacon Qian, a Storage Spiritual Artifact. Inside was a vast space, storing Deacon Qian’s savings over the years.
The pain from his bodily and Divine Soul injuries was unbearable, but seeing the items in the Storage Belt made Chen Nan burst into laughter.
The belt held mountainous heaps of Spirit Stones: tens of millions of Low-grade Spirit Stones, hundreds of thousands of Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and several thousand top-grade spirit stones. Just these Spirit Stones alone were invaluable.
Considering Chen Nan’s previous spoils, given his current consumption rate, he could sustain himself for a long ti.
Cultivation resources had always been a concern for Chen Nan, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He directly put on the Storage Belt, not caring about using a dead man’s belongings, only knowing it’s much more useful than his storage bag.
Looking at the burning purple fla, he waved his large sleeve to collect the fla into it, then picked up the scattered Array Sword from the ground and swiftly left the area.
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Endless Sea, Naless Island.
The island sat lone in the boundless ocean, like a forgotten place, yet it was layered with Arrays.
The island was shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning and thunder, resentful souls drifting within, resembling the Nine Netherworld.
In the center of the island stood a strange structure, resembling a giant skull, yet with two long horns growing from it, looking fierce and fearso, instilling awe.
This place was the most secretive location of the Yama Hall, even Elders arrived here through special Teleportation Arrays, knowing nothing of its actual whereabouts.
At this mont, in the hall inside the giant skull, nurous Elders gathered, and above them were three thrones made of white bones.
Seated on the thrones were three people in black robes, motionless like sculptures, without emitting any aura, as if lded with the darkness, sending chills down one’s spine.
They were the stabilizers of the Yama Hall, respectively known as the Heavenly King, Earth King, and Human King. No one knew how long these three had lived, but despite batches of Elders coming and going, the three remained.
No one knew their identities, and unless summoned by the Three Kings, Elders couldn’t co here.
At this mont, the person on the far right throne in a black robe suddenly moved, emanating a living person’s aura, like a statue coming to life.
"Are the sacrifices ready?" A hoarse voice sounded, like a leaky bellows, making all the Elders below shiver with goosebumps.
"Returning to Human King, they are ready."
Soon, three people were brought by several Elders. The three looked young, but their Cultivation was sealed, leaving them powerless to resist, their eyes filled with fear.
"Just these?" The Human King seed dissatisfied, snorting coldly, "The sacrifices you choose are getting worse!"
The heavy pressure instantly pervaded the hall, making everyone feel like they were a canoe in a storm, ready to be swallowed by waves.
Elders trembled, kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, knowing the power of the three kings, perhaps they had surpassed the limits.
A re glance from them could claim their lives, sothing they clearly witnessed before.
Once, an Elder showed disrespect to the Three Kings, and with just a look, the Elder perished, highly terrifying.
In this oppressive atmosphere, sitting at the end, Elder Han suddenly spoke, "Human King, I recently encountered a promising talent that surely won’t disappoint you."
"Oh? Let’s hear it," the Human King seed interested, asking another question.
Elder Han pondered for a mont, then slowly spoke, "Reporting to Human King, this individual recently joined the Yama Hall as an Assassin, and within a few months is about to be promoted to C-level Assassin."
"This person has concealed their identity and Cultivation, recently killing an Outer Door Steward. They have great potential, and if they learn the Heaven-Slaying Art, it will surely be twice as effective."
The Human King nodded slowly, and the oppressive atmosphere in the hall lightened, slightly surprising the other elders, who knew how many kills were needed to be promoted to C-level Assassin.
"If so, then nurture them well. May the next ti as a sacrifice leave
satisfied."
"Yes!"
Everyone answered in unison, as the three treated as sacrifices suddenly scread in agony, their bodies contorting in a grotesque manner, as if grasped by an invisible hand.
Then, their bodies tore open hideous wounds, from which three crimson Crystal Stones flew out, landing in the Human King’s hand.
The Human King gradually lost his aura, seeming to revert to a statue from a living person, even the crimson Crystal Stones in his hand disappearing.
All the Elders sighed in relief, slowly standing, while the three devoid of Crystal Stones fell to the ground, drained of Essence Blood and life.
Attached to their waists were tokens of A-level Assassins from the Yama Hall!
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