Holy Bone

Chapter 1968

At this point, the number of experts participating in the siege, including the Great Wind Ferocious Bird and the powerful members of the Divine Pattern Clan, had risen to more than a dozen.

These are all powerful individuals at the pseudo-fifth realm.

Any one of these beings, if placed in the mortal realm, would be a terrifying force capable of destroying a nation in the blink of an eye, yet here, more than a dozen have gathered.

When heroes gather in one place, their aura directly influences the weather and the world around them. Even the Black Wind Calamity in this area is overshadowed and far less violent than in other places.

The giant race powerhouses and the divine blood race powerhouses who had previously fought for the Divine Blood Stone outside the First Line Sky Canyon were also among the heroes, participating in the encirclement and ambush of the Ten-Faced Buddha.

It seems the battle for the Divine Bloodstone has come to a conclusion, but it remains to be seen who ultimately won it.

Within the sealed barrier, where there was no way to escape to heaven or earth, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of heroes. The three of them, including the Ten-Faced Buddha, all looked grim, as if facing a formidable enemy.

These heroes, fearing that things might change if they waited too long, didn't waste any words and immediately launched a coordinated attack upon seeing the Ten-Faced Buddha.

The Great Wind Ferocious Bird and the powerful members of the Divine Pattern Clan were indeed strong, but the heroes, with their superior numbers, directly attacked and killed the Ten-Faced Buddha right in front of the Great Wind Ferocious Bird.

The enormous wind-eating bird, its body as massive as the sky, unleashed a fierce, chilling light from its huge eyes hidden within the black wind. With a flap of its wings, a howling wind arose, and several hurricanes swept across the heavens and earth like giant dragons emerging from the abyss.

These hurricanes are not ordinary hurricanes, but black wind hurricanes that can scrape flesh, sever the primordial spirit, and defile the spiritual body and magical artifacts.

The ferocious birds of wind, vying for the rare treasure, forcefully swept aside all rivals. At this moment, the pair of divine and demonic eyes in the sky also made their move. A figure was seen radiating divine light, which shone brilliantly like cloud patterns, soaring into the sky amidst the fierce black wind disaster.

It was none other than the primordial spirit of a powerful member of the Divine Pattern Clan, whose entire body was covered in divine patterns. It had arrived at some unknown time. At this moment, it was like a god, its body surging with brilliant divine light. It stood horizontally in the air at the center of the Eye of God and Demon, like a god descending from the dust, carrying an ethereal and sacred aura, looking down at all living beings below.

At this moment, the eye sockets of the powerful members of the Divine Pattern Clan were no longer empty black holes, but rather two feet long golden divine light extended from within them. That divine light was an ancient divine pattern symbol, exactly the same as the runes on the pupils of the Eye of Gods and Demons.

The powerful member of the Divine Pattern Clan made his move. He simply raised a finger and pointed it in the air, and the Eye of God and Demon merged into one, transforming into the Eye of Heaven.

The Eye of Heaven occupied all the space above the heads of the heroes, and as it rotated, huge golden runes floated in the air.

In a daze, everyone seemed to hear the chanting of ancient gods, with ancient incantations coming from the eye of the heavens. It was as if the ancient gods were imparting knowledge and teaching, or as if they were chanting the divine and demonic scriptures that created the world. It was solemn and sacred, awe-inspiring, and people couldn't help but bow down and worship the supreme deity.

The powerful member of the Divine Pattern Clan pressed down gently with one finger and uttered an ancient syllable. That ancient syllable was in harmony with the meaning of an ancient incantation and seemed to be the divine word of the ancient gods.

This is precisely a glimpse of divine truth that the ancestors of the Divine Pattern Clan had glimpsed.

As soon as the words were spoken, the crowd of heroes felt a chill run down their spines, their souls trembled, and their spirits were disturbed, as if an extremely terrible calamity was about to befall them.

At this moment, the assembled heroes sensed the magnificent, sacred, and irresistible will of the ancient gods, and understood the meaning of the syllable spoken by the powerful member of the Divine Pattern Clan—

祭！
We offer sacrifices to Heaven and to the gods; we perform rituals to appease the gods!