579: Blood Sacrifice

Boom!

Dense fist shadows erupted in the underground space, instantly tearing apart dozens of undead bodies.

At this moment.

As these undead turned into fragments, only Wang Chen, Tuantuan, and Ice Purity Su Su remained in the entire underground space.

Thousands of powerful undead had all turned into fragments on the ground.

“Done!”

Wang Chen scanned the surroundings and walked towards the altar.

“Next, it’s time for the harvest.”

He arrived in front of the altar, looking at the longsword floating above the blood pool, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes.

A Sun-level equipment, this was a treasure that could make a Wang-level expert fight tooth and nail for it.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Wang Chen stomped on the altar, and the defensive barrier that had just appeared was directly crushed into fragments by this stomp.

Buzz buzz buzz!!

The moment the defensive barrier turned into fragments, an extremely strong smell of blood instantly permeated the entire hall.

At the center of the altar, the pool of blood immediately began to boil violently.

At the same time, the longsword, which had been quiet all along, suddenly burst forth with a monstrously fierce and malevolent Aura, sweeping in all directions.

Under this Aura, Wang Chen, who was about to step forward, was even momentarily stunned.

In a trance, a bloody scene appeared before his eyes.

People of all kinds, men and women, were brought before this altar, wailing and crying as their heads were cut off.

Blood flowed down the longsword into the pit, accumulating over time, forming a pool.

And beside these sacrifices, one could see hundreds of men and women kneeling around the altar, praying and kowtowing loudly.

This scene flashed by like a revolving lantern, and Wang Chen could no longer count how many people had been slaughtered here.

When the bloody scene disappeared, the desperate wails and cries seemed to still linger in his ears.

“My goodness!”

“Sacrificing with fresh blood, is this a Demonic Sword?”

Recovering from his trance, Wang Chen looked at the longsword floating in the air not far in front of him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The people, or rather, the sacrifices, who appeared in the bloody scene just now, had clothes embroidered with the same pattern.

Earlier, Wang Chen learned from Ryan that this pattern was the emblem of the Mosiliwake Family.

That is to say, after the Mosiliwake Family obtained this Divine Artifact, they had been using the lives and blood of their own clansmen to sacrifice to the sword, and this had lasted for thousands of years.

“Didn’t they say that the Mosiliwake Family are descendants of the North Wind God, belonging to the Divine Lineage, and that they wield the Divine Artifact left by the North Wind God? Why would they still need such a bloody and cruel method?”

“Could it be that there’s some curse on this Divine Artifact?”

Wang Chen pondered in his heart, looking at the longsword floating in mid-air, his expression somewhat uncertain.

If there truly was a curse on this longsword, it must have been left by the North Wind God.

The North Wind God was an existence comparable to a Wang-level expert of Blue Star; even if he had died, the means he left behind should not be underestimated.

After all, reaching this Realm, his power could already destroy the heavens and earth and be worshipped as a god in a world smaller than a medium-sized world.

Even in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, he could definitely be called a powerful expert.

However.

“Damn it!”

“Since I’m already here, who cares if it’s a Demonic Sword or a Divine Sword? It’s just a weapon, does it think it can scare me?”

But even if he was wary, it was certainly impossible for Wang Chen to retreat now.

A Sun-level equipment, its value was simply immeasurable.

To encounter it could already be said to be incredibly lucky.

Giving up now, whether he could encounter it again was another matter, but Wang Chen himself would not be able to accept it.

“Even if there’s a curse, I’m not afraid.”

“At worst, I’ll take it back and ask Marshal Yang for help to remove it. I refuse to believe that a god from a medium-sized world, no matter how strong, can be stronger than a Titled King of Blue Star!”

Gritting his teeth, Wang Chen no longer hesitated, stepping forward directly and grabbing the hilt of the longsword.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The longsword trembled violently, and an invisible force spread from his palm throughout his body. Wang Chen’s body involuntarily trembled at this moment.

At the same time, boundless killing intent impacted his mind, mixed with terrifying resentment and hatred, trying to drag his mind into Hell and turn him into the Puppet of the longsword.

“Hiss!”

“A mere weapon wants to dominate me?”

“Dream on!”

Gritting his teeth tightly, Wang Chen tried his best to resist the Shock of this killing intent, hatred, and resentment.

At the same time, as this invading force impacted his mind, five inscriptions suddenly appeared in the deepest part of Wang Chen’s Divine Soul.

These were precisely the Beast Taming Contracts he had signed with Bingqing and the five little ones.

Buzz buzz buzz!!

The five contract inscriptions, usually motionless, emitted a grand and magnificent Aura at this moment.

“Roar roar roar!!”

“Ang ang ang!!”

Following this, roars full of endless dominance and majesty sounded in Wang Chen’s mind, transforming into invisible sound waves that countered the killing intent, hatred, and resentment that had rushed into his mind.

At the same time, five figures, radiating endless majesty and enveloped in inscrutable spiritual light, condensed within Wang Chen’s mind.

The appearance of these five figures was not clearly visible, but they exuded a formidable and unapproachable Divine Might, and their Aura was incomparably powerful.

With their appearance, the furious killing intent, hatred, and resentment that had invaded his mind suddenly slowed their Momentum, then receded like a tide.

It was as if they had been startled.

When the confrontation within his mind ended, Wang Chen’s body, standing on the altar, swayed a few times.

“Phew!”

He let out a heavy breath of turbid Qi, looking at the longsword in his hand with a somewhat tired expression.

“This thing is really something!”

“If it were anyone else, they would probably have their mind shattered by the fierce Aura of this longsword, turning into a tool that only knows how to kill.”

At this moment.

The fierce Aura on the longsword dissipated, and the bloody light receded, turning it into an ordinary fine longsword.

But Wang Chen dared not underestimate it in the slightest.

Simply because he sensed that an incomparably powerful force was contained within the blade of this longsword.

Just holding the hilt, Wang Chen felt like he could destroy the heavens and earth with a single sword stroke.

“I wonder if the appraisal scroll can appraise the attributes of this Divine Artifact?”

Suppressing the urge to destroy something, Wang Chen took out an appraisal scroll from his spatial ring, then tore it open.

Buzz buzz buzz!

An invisible force enveloped the longsword, stirring up wisps of bloody light.

“It seems to have failed…”

Seeing this, Wang Chen’s eyes showed some surprise.

This was the first time he had seen such a change occur when using an appraisal scroll to appraise equipment.

However…

Just as he was about to put away the longsword and wait until he returned to Blue Star to appraise it.

The bloody light rippling on the sword body suddenly dissipated, and an attribute panel appeared before his eyes.

“Eh! It succeeded?”