Chapter 371: Blood Sacrifice (Please Subscribe)_1
This Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper spoke up, "That's right, you are our Netherworld Holy Son!"
Qian Yu's eyes shimmered with countless dark glints as he said in a cold tone, "Since that's the case, I should have the right to kill you, shouldn't I?"
A chill crawled up the Worshipper's body, and he spoke, "Holy Son, you must be joking. The Supreme Pontiff is waiting for you!"
Without a word, Qian Yu gave him a cold glance as an evil aura spread from within him...
"Lead the way!"
Under the guidance of this Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper, Qian Yu returned to the place where he first met Ye Xishui...
Guided by the strange pale blue flames, Qian Yu and the Worshipper behind him slowly walked up the stairs...
When he reached the top, he stopped and a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes...
Before him, countless Worshipers clad in black robes were gathered around Ye Xishui, and nearly every one of them had a soul power rank exceeding ninety-five, reaching the level of a Hyper Douluo!
Just those present included dozens of Hyper Douluos and two Ultimate Douluos...
If the Holy Spirit Cult truly intended to destroy Shrek Academy, the latter wouldn't stand a chance!
The Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper respectfully addressed Ye Xishui, "Supreme Pontiff, the Netherworld Holy Son has awakened!"
Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, Zhong Liwu, along with the other Worshippers around, all focused their gaze on Qian Yu, who radiated a towering murderous intent...
This pure and immense evil force caused the other Worshippers to blanch...
A dark glint emanated from Qian Yu's eyes as he bowed and said, "Supreme Pontiff!"
He decided that once he found Tang Ya, he would use his third soul skill to take her away from the Holy Spirit Cult!
Seeing Qian Yu in this state, a satisfied expression appeared on Ye Xishui's face...
Her tender lips parted lightly, "Since the Netherworld Holy Son has awakened, let him perform the Blood Sacrifice together with the Blue Silver Saintess!"
Long Xiaoyao frowned at this but remained silent...
A glint of sharpness sparked in Zhong Liwu's eyes...
Qian Yu's pupils constricted as he inquired with a cold complexion, "Supreme Pontiff, what is this Blood Sacrifice?"
Ye Xishui smiled faintly, explaining calmly, "The Blood Sacrifice naturally involves using the fresh blood of living people to elevate your soul power rank."
The other Holy Spirit Cult Worshippers also chimed in, "After completing the Blood Sacrifice, the Saint Heir's soul power rank will certainly leap in quality."
"That's right, every soul master who joins the Holy Spirit Cult and becomes one of us gets a chance at the Blood Sacrifice."
"With the Saint Heir's Soul Douluo level of soul power, it's not impossible for him to break through to a Titled Douluo."
Qian Yu could only feign gratitude, "Thank you, Supreme Pontiff."
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Subsequently, within the entire altar of the evil Soul Masters, thousands of them dressed in black robes stood at a distance of several tens of meters from the center, forming a ring around the entire altar...
Ye Xishui and the others sat in the forefront, their gaze overlooking everything below...
And in the center of the altar...
Unquestionably, they were civilians whose arms and legs, or in some cases other limbs, were shackled in iron chains...
Among these civilians, the majority were mangled or showed mutations in certain parts of their bodies...
At this moment, they continuously tried to break free from the chains even if it meant their flesh was being lacerated...
"Holy Spirit Cult! You... you'll get what's coming to you! Hahaha!"
"The Soul Masters from all the great empires will surely eradicate you disgusting creatures!"
"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"
"Won't someone come to save me? I don't want to die! I'm not ready to die!"
"It hurts so much! The pain is unbearable!"
Incessant, inhuman wails echoed within the altar, but not a single evil Soul Master showed a hint of sympathy or mercy on their faces…
To them, the commoners in the middle of the altar were nothing more than tools!
Standing at the forefront, the Black Robed Offerer presiding over the Blood Sacrifice turned around and looked towards Ye Xishui…
With respect, he asked, "Supreme Pontiff, may we commence the Blood Sacrifice?"
Ye Xishui glanced at him with an indifferent gaze and nodded slightly…
Then, the Offerer turned back around and with a hoarse voice said to all the evil Soul Masters, "This time, we will celebrate the joining of our Holy Spirit Cult's Blue Silver Saintess and Netherworld Holy Son with a grand Blood Sacrifice!"
Upon these words, the evil Soul Masters below erupted into frenzied roars…
"Good! Blue Silver Saintess, Blue Silver Saintess!!"
"Netherworld Holy Son!! Netherworld Holy Son!!"
"Blue Silver Saintess! Blue Silver Saintess!"
"Netherworld Holy Son!! Netherworld Holy Son!"
The presiding Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper spoke again, "Now, please, Blue Silver Saintess and Netherworld Holy Son, perform your Blood Tribute!"
From the furthest sides of the altar, two figures slowly emerged…
It was none other than Qian Yu and Tang Ya!
Qian Yu's gaze fell upon Tang Ya before him, his eyes involuntarily furrowing…
At this moment, Tang Ya had lost all of her previous naivety and gentleness. Her features were now incredibly cold, and even in her pupils, there was only the desire for killing and revenge...
The Blue Silver Grass released around her took on a terrifying grey-black hue, as if possessing the ability to devour...
Qian Yu's eyes hardened, struggling to resist the urge to rush over and take Tang Ya away, and he silently walked towards the center…
Upon reaching the middle, Qian Yu looked out, his pupils reflecting the myriad of people wailing in agony…
There were nearly four to five hundred people in all, all used for the Blood Tribute!
Despite this, Qian Yu felt just as devoid of sympathy and mercy as the other evil Soul Masters…
Sitting directly above, Ye Xishui's gaze was fixed on Qian Yu's face…
As if trying to read something from it...
The Holy Spirit Cult Worshipper in charge of the Blood Sacrifice spoke, "Begin! Blue Silver Saintess! Netherworld Holy Son! Let their blood promote your ascension!"
The next moment, Tang Ya's entire demeanor abruptly changed, and countless grey-black Blue Silver Grass strands shot into the air…
Beneath her feet, six horrifying Soul Rings slowly emerged…
Black, black, black, black, black, black!
Originally, Tang Ya only had four Soul Rings, but the last two were fused by the Holy Spirit Cult using special methods…
Immediately after, the fifth Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up…
Fifth Soul Skill! Bluesilver Overlord Spear!
Innumerable grey-black Blue Silver Grass strands converged into a gigantic black spear, spanning several meters that then began to spin wildly, releasing a terrifying penetrative force...
The next instant, this spinning fearsome spear charged towards the unsuspecting civilians, slaughtering them...
In the blink of an eye, any civilian touched by this horrific penetrative force was shredded to bits, their crimson lifeblood dripping down into the grooves beneath the altar…
Over the entire altar, a huge red light burst forth, and even the ground beneath began to form an array filled with boundless murderous intent…