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Chapter 1070: Descent
Chapter 1070: Descent
Within the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array.
The massive heart, serving as the "array eye", began to pulsate continuously.
The Earth Vein Blood River surged violently, its crimson flow coursing through the giant beast’s skeleton.
The array pivots emitted a blood-red glow one after another. The dead beast souls wailed, but their bodies served as the organs for the blood sacrifice, supporting the operation of the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array, creating a "nursery" for the Evil Deity’s rebirth.
An ancient and terrifying will began to spread across the heavens and earth.
Mr. Tu gazed at the vast, blood-red scene before him, sensing the ancient aura. His expression trembled with a mix of excitement and disbelief. Then, he turned to Mo Hua, a chill creeping into his heart.
"Mr. Tu, I succeeded."
Mo Hua’s divine perception was nearly depleted, his face pale, but he managed a relieved smile.
"Good, you’ve worked hard."
Mr. Tu nodded, then extended his long, pale hand and clutched Mo Hua’s shoulder tightly. With his other hand, he produced a sacrificial dagger and plunged it into Mo Hua’s chest.
Mr. Tu was at the Yu Hua Realm, and Mo Hua, being only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, could not resist. He could only watch in horror as the dagger pierced his chest, his expression changing drastically. "Mr. Tu, what are you doing...?"
Mr. Tu’s gaze was cold.
"You’re a variable I can’t afford to keep."
Mo Hua’s disbelief and anger were palpable. "You..."
But he couldn’t speak any further.
From the sacrificial dagger, blood threads emerged like tentacles, wrapping around and penetrating Mo Hua’s chest, merging with his meridians and parasitizing his body, completely controlling him.
The body is the prison of divine perception.
Divine perception is also grounded in the body.
Once the body is controlled and the sacrificial dagger draws nourishment from it, the body weakens, and divine perception naturally becomes fatigued and sluggish, falling into a stupor.
This was a double seal.
The Great Wasteland Sacred Artifact sealed Mo Hua’s divine will and the divine presence in his Sea of Consciousness.
But even this wasn’t enough for Mr. Tu, so he used the sacrificial dagger to pierce Mo Hua’s chest again, using the blood threads infused with evil intent to parasitize his body, sealing his life force.
The Great Wasteland Sacred Artifact, combined with the Blood Sacrifice Blade.
A double seal on both the Sea of Consciousness and the body to thoroughly "suppress" Mo Hua.
Mr. Tu was at the Yu Hua Realm, while Mo Hua was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. The disparity in cultivation and means was too great, and Mo Hua had no chance to resist this sudden turn of events.
He felt his limbs weaken, his body soften, and his divine perception sink into a stupor. He felt as if he were being dragged into a dark abyss, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to wake up.
Mo Hua fell into a coma and slowly collapsed to the ground.
His body and divine perception were completely sealed.
Only then did Mr. Tu feel at ease.
He disliked the feeling of "uncontrollability."
Especially with Mo Hua, who could learn anything taught to him quickly and apply it just as swiftly.
It was truly extraordinary.
Mr. Tu did indeed want Mo Hua to "fall", but on the condition that this "fall" was controllable, within his grasp, and within his control.
But now, Mo Hua’s fall was happening too quickly.
If allowed to continue, it wouldn’t be long before he could replace Mr. Tu as the Great Wasteland Deity’s new "favored one", the one whom all the demons would revere as "Mr. Mo."
Mr. Tu’s gaze was icy and sharp.
Therefore, before the Deity’s rebirth, this boy must not be left alive!
He must not give the Deity the chance to "favor" him.
Otherwise, there would be no place for Mr. Tu in the Great Wasteland Deity’s temple.
Mr. Tu had a vague premonition that, despite his years of diligent service and great contributions to the Deity’s cause, he would still be unable to compete with this boy for the Deity’s favor.
He could see that this boy, despite his lowly origins and poor spiritual roots, had a remarkable talent and affinity for the Dao, even possessing a mysterious "charm."
This charm affected humans and deities alike.
Otherwise, this boy wouldn’t have been so favored by the fierce deity of Tai Xu Gate.
The fierce deity of Tai Xu Gate seemed to truly regard him as a "son", bestowing divine gifts upon him as if they were free.
This was something Mr. Tu, as a mere "lackey" of the deity, could not comprehend.
But it didn’t matter.
These matters would soon be irrelevant.
Because...
A hint of malevolence flashed in Mr. Tu’s eyes.
"He will soon be mine, so there’s no need to distinguish between you and me..."
Mr. Tu lifted Mo Hua with one hand and walked out, leaving the array eye. With a thought, he summoned two half-human, half-demon creatures, handed Mo Hua to them, and commanded:
"Take him to the blood pool and do as I instructed."
The two demons croaked, "Yes", and carried Mo Hua away, disappearing into the maze of flesh and blood walls.
With Mo Hua "taken care of", the hidden worries in Mr. Tu’s heart gradually dissipated.
But soon, another doubt crept into his mind, growing deeper with each passing moment.
Mr. Tu turned around and returned to the blood sacrifice’s central hub. He climbed onto the massive beast’s skeleton and carefully inspected each of the formations Mo Hua had drawn, one by one, frowning deeply.
“Nothing’s wrong…”
“Everything was drawn exactly as the diagram specified, not a single stroke out of place. At most, there were slight differences in the brushwork, but they don’t affect the formation’s meaning…”
These were the conventional ancient patterns of the mystic array, profound and obscure. Mo Hua had followed the diagrams meticulously, even if he drew them quickly, there were no mistakes.
But Mr. Tu still couldn’t shake his unease. He checked everything from start to finish again, and couldn’t help but sneer at himself.
“Even if he’s a prodigy in formations, he’s still just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a mere twenty-something kid.”
“To be so wary of him is to give him too much credit…”
Mr. Tu laughed coldly and dismissed his concerns.
He had lived for over a thousand years, and during that time, he had interacted with all kinds of cultivators, seeing countless people come and go.
Some were deceived, others exploited, and still others eliminated, all becoming stepping stones for his grand plans.
People were meant to be used.
Once used, they could be discarded or killed, their fates fading with time, leaving no traces of cause and effect.
This kid, Mo Hua, was no different.
His task was complete, and so his fate was now sealed.
With the grand plan of a thousand years about to come to fruition and the deity about to descend, Mr. Tu’s own destiny was about to undergo a transformative change.
His eyes glowed with a blood-red light, burning with fervent ambition.
“It’s time to prepare… to ‘welcome the deity’…”
…
Qianxue Prefecture.
The day that was bound to come, inevitably arrived.
Master Situ’s predictions were accurate. From the moment he used the Big Dipper Array to perceive the Heavenly Fate, to the present, exactly fourteen days had passed.
The first seven days of the blood sacrifice progressed very slowly, even slower than before.
But in the last seven days, the pace suddenly accelerated, as if someone was pushing the events forward from the shadows.
Master Situ’s expression was grim.
He realized that the unseen forces behind this chess game were more numerous and complex than he had imagined.
And he could truly feel the terrifying aura in the blood-red sky.
This was his…
“Death Tribulation.”
Master Situ sighed deeply.
Those who studied Heavenly Fate, by glimpsing the truths of the world that ordinary people could not see, knew how to avoid misfortune and turn danger into safety.
But this also meant that they often revealed Heavenly Fate and altered cause and effect.
Over time, they would inevitably suffer the backlash of Heavenly Fate, facing divine retribution and numerous tribulations.
Among all these tribulations, the hardest to overcome was the “Death Tribulation,” which concerned the very life and death of the Dao.
Master Situ had lived a long life and faced many tribulations, most of which he had managed to turn to his advantage. Even in his encounter with the “Mysterious Daoist,” he had emerged unscathed, his Dao Heart intact, a testament to his good fortune.
But now, the Death Tribulation had finally come.
Before this, Master Situ had considered what his Death Tribulation might be. He had many strange and varied guesses.
But he never imagined that his Death Tribulation would be a newly-born “Evil Deity.”
A Heavenly Fate cultivator, facing an Evil Deity?
If it were any other time, Master Situ would have chosen to end his own life.
He had lived a long life and was now old and frail, hoping for a peaceful end.
If he fell into the hands of the Evil Deity, everything would become “terrifying.”
He might truly experience a fate worse than death.
But there was no choice. The Evil Deity’s nursery was in Qianxue Prefecture, a place that involved the lives of countless cultivators. The stakes were too high.
Since the responsibility had fallen on him, Master Situ had no choice but to face it head-on.
He had spent his life manipulating cause and effect, relying on his insights into Heavenly Fate to avoid danger and gain advantages.
Now, Heavenly Fate had placed a heavy burden on him, and he had no room to refuse.
Even if it cost him his life, it would be the best choice.
If he were selfish and cowardly, defying Heavenly Fate and shirking his duty, the consequences would be far worse than death.
Tao gives and takes.
Every gift comes with a price.
This was Heavenly Fate, this was cause and effect.
Master Situ began preparing for the “Heavenly Dream Induction” ritual and discussed with the Void Enlightenment Elders:
“Tonight, at the hour of the Pig, I will use the Mystic Heaven Big Dipper Array to enhance the Mystic Mechanism Valley’s treasure, and through the bond of mother and child, enter the Evil Deity’s nightmare.”
“The person who will enter the dream to ‘slay the deity’ has already been arranged.”
“But that’s not enough. Once the main ritual to ‘welcome the deity’ begins and we enter the dream, we will face resistance from the Evil Deity’s minions. Therefore, at the hour of the Pig, I ask the Void Enlightenment Elders to command the sect cultivators to launch a total assault on the blood sacrifice array.”
“Both to pressure the evil spirits and to destroy the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array as much as possible, delaying the Evil Deity’s descent.”
“The outcome hinges on this one move…”
Master Situ said solemnly.
There was one more thing he didn’t say:
Life and death hang in the balance, and the safety of the entire Qianxue Prefecture, and even the entire Qanzhou, may hinge on this single moment.
If they fail in this "God Slaying" battle, no one can predict the fate of countless cultivators in Qanzhou.
Master Situ's expression was terrifying.
The Void Enlightenment Elders present also had grave looks on their faces.
They had a general understanding of Mr. Tu's scheme; it was a bold move, a checkmate. However, as Fifth-Rank Void Enlightenment Elders, they truly had no choice but to face it head-on.
Their family legacies and sects were at stake.
These legacies were the result of centuries, millennia, and even tens of thousands of years of effort by the current generation of elders and their ancestors.
They could not abandon them, nor did they have the option to do so.
Moreover, most Void Enlightenment cultivators required substantial resources, deep traditions, and massive amounts of spirit stones to support their cultivation.
Abandoning their legacies would be akin to cutting off their path to enlightenment.
Mr. Tu's Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array was a straightforward and overt strategy.
These Void Enlightenment Elders had no choice but to confront Mr. Tu's "scheme" head-on.
Even if they were to fail and fall into the hands of the Evil Deity, they had to make a stand.
Furthermore, many of the Void Enlightenment cultivators present had lived for far too long, their perspectives and beliefs rigid. They remained skeptical, even dismissive, of the so-called "Evil Deity" calamity.
They might believe that the current disaster originated from the "Evil Deity" of the Great Wasteland, but they did not truly believe that this so-called Evil Deity could shake the foundations of their families or bring about the downfall of Qanzhou.
However, the situation was such that they feared the worst. It was this fear of the unlikely but possible risk that made them willing to heed Master Situ's words and take some precautions.
After all the discussions were settled.
The plan for the "God Slaying" was established.
The overall offensive against the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array was meticulously arranged.
Above Qianxue Prefecture, the air was thick with blood, and the evil intent was so heavy it was almost suffocating.
A great battle, involving the present and the nightmares, concerning the fate of all cultivators in Qianxue Prefecture and touching the hearts of all, was slowly approaching as time passed...
...
Inside the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array.
Mo Hua, sealed by the blood sacrifice, was still in a deep sleep.
Mr. Tu was preparing for the final birth ceremony.
Deep within the flesh labyrinth, at the heart of the array, in the core of the giant beast's skeleton, there was a secret chamber sealed by bones.
Inside the chamber, Mr. Tu was leading hundreds of Golden Core demons in setting up the "sacrifices" for the blood sacrifice activation.
In the grand hall, there was a massive altar.
On the altar, a terrifying human-faced, horned bone statue of the Evil Deity was enshrined.
Around the altar, a blood sacrifice array was drawn.
At the nodes of the array, hundreds of fierce and grotesque statues of Great Wasteland demons were cast.
Each of these demons knelt towards the central, highest point of the Evil Deity statue, but their necks were twisted backward, their faces turned upward, like offerings on a platter.
Hundreds of Golden Core demons also knelt before the Evil Deity statue, each holding a living person.
Mr. Tu, with a devout and manic expression, declared:
"Begin the sacrifice!"
Subsequently, the hundreds of Golden Core demons acted, cruelly killing the living sacrifices in their hands.
Their methods of killing varied: some gouged out eyes, some cut off noses, some severed ears, some decapitated, and others dismembered limbs, cutting open abdomens, and extracting organs...
The bloodshed was brutal and diverse.
After the killings, they followed Mr. Tu's "Divine Will" technique, reciting prayers silently, fusing their "killing intent" with the "fear" of the living sacrifices before their deaths, transforming it into a "catalyst" and injecting it into the demon statues before them.
This was both Mr. Tu's ritual to summon the deity and the ritual for the Golden Core demons to swear their allegiance.
The hundreds of demon statues, sensing the devotees' devotion, the cruel killing intent, and the fear and despair of the living sacrifices, began to glow with a fierce light, opening their blood-soaked maws.
The eyes, noses, ears, heads, limbs, and organs cut from the living sacrifices were thrown into the mouths of the demon statues.
These demon statues closed their fanged mouths, and their teeth began to grind, chewing and blending the faith, fear, and flesh into the "blood sacrifice" power, nourishing the rebirth of the Great Wasteland Deity.
The blood sacrifice array on the ground began to emit a red glow, which grew stronger and more blinding.
Throughout this process, Mr. Tu remained devoutly kneeling before the statue.
The process lasted for a long time.
Until the hour of the Pig, a chilling heartbeat echoed through the air.
A terrifying divine will, almost unimaginable in its horror, slowly coalesced on the altar.
It seemed that some existence was breaking free from the shackles of the great Dao, awakening from the river of time, about to bring great terror into the world.
Mr. Tu suddenly became excited, his eyes wild with madness.
This day had finally come!
With a trembling voice, he slowly recited:
"Heaven and earth show no mercy, treating all things as straw dogs."
"The gods show no mercy, treating all beings as straw dogs."
"Today, the believers have constructed the Wasteland Blood Sacrifice Array, respectfully inviting the Deity to descend!"
"From this day forward, the countless living beings of Qianxue Prefecture will all be 'sacrifices' for the Deity, to be enjoyed by the Deity..."
(End of Chapter)
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