"Your Royal Highness, the first wave of human cultivators has arrived."
Among the Monster Clan's army, an old man with eight arms stood below the jade steps. He bowed respectfully to Princess Feiyuan who was above him.
Princess Feiyuan wore a laurel crown on her head and a snow-white gauze dress that draped over the ground. She was a peerless beauty. A celestial river flowed under her feet, and the sun, moon, and stars hovered above her head. All kinds of extraordinary phenomena appeared on her body. She said calmly, "How many experts have arrived so quickly?"
"This wave of human cultivators came in a hurry. They seem to be from an ancient human family," the Eight-Armed Old Monster said with a cold smile.
Princess Feiyuan's voice was indifferent and her eyes sparkled. She said, "Then drive them into the Sacred Pit and make them the first batch of live sacrifices!"
"Hehe, yes, Your Majesty."
The Eight-Armed Old Monster retreated and led a team of elite Demonic Pearl troops to meet the first wave of human cultivators.
The first wave of human cultivators were the experts from the Gu Clan who had received Gu Changkong's message.
The Gu Clan's army was pouring out of the Wormhole Gate continuously and descending into the Red Cliff Advanced Mystery Realm. They were in battle formations with battle flags fluttering in the wind. Killing intent surged in the air as their armors flickered with radiance.
The leader of the Gu Clan's army was a sage from the Gu Clan. He sat on the back of a nine-headed divine bird that was covered in flames. His body was wrapped in flames and feathers, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. However, the aura on his body was exceptionally strong. The light on his body was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.
"The White Spider Monster Race wants to open the Saint Spirit Tomb, but this is the Ten-Thousand Tribe Battlefield. There won't be many experts who can make it here. Our Gu Clan is powerful enough to take them down … Eh … Something's not right …"
The experts from the Gu Clan sensed that something was wrong. The Red Cliff Advanced Mystery Realm was filled with the aura of Monster Race experts. The entire Mystery Realm seemed to have turned into a Monster Realm and was completely guarded by the Monster Race experts.
"The situation isn't good. Retreat quickly!" The ancestor of the Gu Family said anxiously.
The situation was very bad. It was completely different from the information that was sent back to the clan. How could the Monster Race look weak?
His strength was simply too overbearing.
At this moment, Gu Changkong, who was in the Demon Clan's army, was also cursing angrily. His heart was filled with anger when he saw the endless stream of Demon Clan's experts rushing over. He searched everywhere for Feng Feiyun's whereabouts. This time, he was completely tricked.
The Gu Clan's army was simply too large, and it was very difficult to mobilize them. They could not retreat in a short period of time.
"Haha!
Can you still leave? "
The Yao Clan's army appeared, their killing intent surging. They surrounded the Gu Family cultivators and immediately launched an attack.
The eight-armed old demon attacked the sage of the Gu Clan. With a punch, the nine-headed divine bird beneath the sage of the Gu Clan was blasted into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, and the divine feathers turned into dust.
The battle only lasted for less than a quarter of an hour. The Gu Clan cultivators were captured by the demon army and thrown into the Sacred Pit as living sacrifices.
In the end, the ancestor of the Gu Clan was injured by the Eight-armed Old Monster and fled into the void. He wanted to retreat, but he was besieged by more than ten elders of the Demon Race. In the end, he was captured, locked up by the Heaven-suppressing Divine Chains, and thrown into the sacred pit.
"Let's sacrifice them first."
Princess Feiyuan stood on the white jade steps. Her long hair swayed in the wind, and her skin was snow-white. She looked very much like a goddess descending from the void.
The ritual began. The mind power of billions of demons gathered in the Sacred Pit, communicating with the Qi of Heaven and Earth. An ominous cloud gathered and struck the Sacred Pit with bolts of lightning.
The 1.2 billion cultivators from the Gu Family were incinerated and every single one of them was engulfed in flames. Their fleshly bodies and souls were burning as they screamed out in a heart-wrenching manner. Some of the experts attempted to crawl out from the Holy Pit only to be beaten back into the pit.
This was a huge sacrificial ceremony for the living.
The area within a few hundred miles of the Sacred Pit was burning. The bodies were burning, and a passage leading to the core of the Red Cliff Advanced Mystery Realm was faintly discernible.
As the human sacrifice began, a shadow appeared at the gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb. It was three thousand meters tall and boundless.
"The demons are too insane. Sacrificing the living will incur the wrath of the heavens!"
A majestic voice came from the void.
A rippling curtain appeared in the sky. Another medial clan's army crossed the void and arrived. War chariots were at the front, war banners were in the air, and war beasts were as huge as mountains.
In front of the army were hundreds of great beasts with giant axes. They opened a path, splitting mountains and cutting mountains as they advanced towards the demon army.
"The Gu Clan has suffered a great loss this time!"
The army of a celestial city arrived. The city lord of the celestial city was here. He wore a golden robe and his eyes burned with a terrifying aura.
Another Manor Lord of a Sacred Manor came. He sat in a Violet Light Palace, and his aura shook the heavens. He laughed and said, "Old Man Gu wanted to monopolize the Sacred Spirit Tomb, so he deserves this."
The human cultivators gathered in the military camps of Wood Shenjia came one after another. Wormholes kept opening. It wasn't just the big shots from the immortal sects, there were also many rogue cultivators and cultivators who came to the battlefield to train. They all wanted to try their luck at the Holy Spirit Tomb.
"Attack!"
Princess Feiyuan gave the order and the experts from the White Spiders took action. The yao army and the human army clashed and the sounds of battle rang out. The lands shook and the sky fell into a state of chaos. More and more human and yao cultivators were tossed into the holy crater as live sacrifices.
The ancient overlords of the human race also knew that living sacrifices were needed to open the gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb. Therefore, they also threw the demon cultivators into the saint pit.
Countless cultivators were sacrificed. Their flesh and souls turned to dust. The gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb became more and more solid. It burst out with strands of celestial spiritual light that pierced through the sky.
Feng Feiyun sat among the demon corpses. He could clearly hear the earth-shattering battle cries and the flow of law energy. There were a few times when the energy bombarded the iron city, shattering many demon corpses.
This battle was absolutely thrilling. It was a true clash between the human army and the demon army. Blood flowed for thousands of miles and billions of corpses were piled up.
The battle was very chaotic. People were constantly thrown into the saint pit to be sacrificed.
After an unknown number of days, the gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb was finally completely formed. It was like a sacred gate that led to the Heavenly Realm. It was majestic and intimidating. There was a path leading to the Heavens inside the gate. It was endless and deep, leading to an unknown place.
In the end, the white spiders had the absolute upper hand. After all, they were well-prepared. Many demon experts rushed over, representing an entire race.
Although the human race was stronger than the white spiders, it was only a small part of the human race. It was impossible for them to fight against the demon race.
"Death Sacrifice!"
Princess Feiyuan was still standing on the white jade steps. Her snow-white clothes were spotless, looking pure and holy. She spat out a white demon pearl with blood runes on it.
The demon pearl was in her palm. It shone brightly like a star.
All the demon corpses in the iron city fell into the saint pit.
It was time for the Death Sacrifice to gather the sacred souls wandering between heaven and earth.
In the pile of corpses, the old woman who was pretending to be dead suddenly came to life. Her old and decaying body ran extremely fast. In an instant, she squeezed into the gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb with a walking stick. Her speed was not slow at all.
"Someone mixed in the sacrificial corpses and barged into the Saint Spirit Tomb."
Many demon experts and human experts in the distance saw the old woman crawl out from the pile of corpses and ran into the gate of the tomb.
"It's that old woman who sold the information."
Many human cultivators who bought information about the old woman recognized her. They gritted their teeth. This old woman was too cunning. She actually mixed in with the sacrificial corpses and wanted to get in first.
Many people thought that the reason why this old woman bought information was to lure the human experts over. Then, she could take advantage of the chaos to enter the Saint Spirit Tomb.
"Eh?
Look, there is a demon corpse without a head, but it is still crawling into the Saint Spirit Tomb. This … this is unbelievable. "Someone saw a demon corpse with a severed head crawling into the Saint Spirit Tomb.
A sage of the demon race who was proficient in the Celestial Eye Technique glanced at the corpse and said coldly, "There is a living creature inside the demon corpse. It has also entered the Saint Spirit Tomb."
A sexy female demon wearing a red silk dress had a cold gaze. She had a voluptuous body with exquisite peaks and a perky butt. She took out a peerless sword and half-knelt on the ground, saying, "This subordinate is guilty. Your Highness, please allow this subordinate to redeem myself by entering the Saint Spirit Tomb and killing them."
Her name was Xue Long. She was the one who guarded the iron city. Now that there was a living creature hiding among the corpses, it was her responsibility to enter the Saint Spirit Tomb first.
Princess Feiyuan stood in the air, holding a white demon pearl in her hand. Wisps of Saint Souls flowed into the demon pearl, making her body even more holy and resplendent. It was as if she was carved out of celestial jade. She said indifferently, "Go!"
Lady Xue Long led hundreds of experts of the demon race through the Sacred Death Sacrificial Pit and into the Saint Spirit Tomb.
Feng Feiyun barged into the gate of the Saint Spirit Tomb and stepped on a Spirit Road made of jade. His body flew out of the demon corpses and flew into the depths of the Saint Spirit Tomb.
In Feng Feiyun's previous life, he had never come into contact with anything related to Saint Spirits. Feng Feiyun had never doubted this before. After all, Saint Spirits were mysterious existences. Nothing related to Saint Spirits could be guessed. But now, he started to doubt it.
He had been an Immortal Realm Level Nine expert in his previous life. He was also the strongest expert on the continent. How could he not have come into contact with anything related to Saint Spirits?
Since ancient times, many Saint Spirits had been born. In many prosperous eras, Saint Spirits had been born. In some flourishing eras, several Saint Spirits had been born at the same time.
The Phoenix Demon race was one of the four top demon races. It was one of the most ancient races. Many Saint Spirits had been born in history. Could it be that these Saint Spirit level Phoenix seniors had not left behind anything related to Saint Spirits?
Saint Spirit Talismans, Saint Spirit Vessels, Saint Spirit Blood, Saint Spirit Garments, Saint Spirit Principles …
Feng Feiyun felt that something was off. He had never come into contact with anything related to Saint Spirits in his previous life. He had only heard about the existence of Saint Spirits. He had never even seen a wisp of the aura of a Saint Spirit. This was too abnormal.
The more Feng Feiyun thought about it, the more he felt that his previous life was too pale. He felt that it was unreal.
Could it be that he had never thought about digging up the Saint Spirit's tomb in his previous life?