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Chapter 665 Sacrifices and Secrets

Rui's words made Jiang Wen's eyebrows twitch slightly, but his expression remained unchanged, only his eyes gained a deep, cold light. Staring at the withered living dead before him, he spoke.

"Rui, do you mean the method of bloodline is a path of sacrifice?"

“There’s no difference, sir.” Rui shook his head, his expression somewhat somber. “Do you know what we’re standing on?”

“A rift, a great rift existing within the sacred land,” Jiang Wen replied.

"That's not it. It's not just a crack. It's also a sacrificial site, a sacrificial site capable of burying everyone in Baixi. If Your Excellency is willing to listen to Rui's explanation, would you please wait a moment?" Rui asked.

“Tell me, I still have some time.” Jiang Wen glanced at the many undead around him and nodded to Rui. He then raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, countless golden rays flying out. The golden light pierced the foreheads of the undead, freezing them in place. All the undead were unable to move; only their consciousness remained.

Rui watched all this quietly, his mind in turmoil. From the moment he met Jiang Wen, he had overestimated the man before him. But even now, Jiang Wen's abilities still exceeded his expectations.

This inevitably reminded Rui of the prophecy passed down in the clan, the prophecy that the elders of the Azure Sky Tower had collected—a visitor from outer space, who would bring salvation.

For centuries, this prophecy has circulated among the Rui clan. No one knows who it originated from, nor is anyone certain whether it is true or not. However, after the elders of the Azure Sky Tower came to the clan, the prophecy became largely unknown.

On the day Rui first met Jiang Wen, he knew that the person before him was the one whose fate had been fulfilled.

A distinguished guest from beyond God's protection will save the entire Land of God's Protection.

Because in this visitor, Rui saw something completely different from any other tribe in Baixi or even the Fallen Immortal Land.

It was a boundless and vast purple aura, hanging down from the heavens and disappearing into the Yellow Springs.

Rui had never seen such a person before; he was truly of immeasurable nobility.

The Tianqi Clan is considered a small clan in Baixi, with a population of only a few hundred thousand. However, the Tianqi Clan possesses an innate supernatural ability: upon reaching adulthood, they can develop eyes that allow them to see all things in the world.

Those eyes could see good and bad fortune, allowing the Tianqi people to avoid danger and seek good luck. This is why the Tianqi people were so popular among the various tribes of Baixi. When venturing to the Land of Fallen Immortals, bringing a Tianqi person along could greatly help them avoid various perils, resulting in a much higher survival rate compared to other tribes.

Rui was an outstanding member of the Tianqi clan, but no one knew of his abilities. Even fewer understood what Rui could see.

He was born with extraordinary eyesight, which allowed him not only to avoid danger but also to see people clearly.

In Rui's eyes, everyone possesses an energy. Different colors and forms of energy carry different metaphors.

Rui knew that the person covered in black aura didn't have long to live. Later, those people indeed didn't live long. If someone had white aura, that would be considered ordinary. But green aura was something only those with good fortune possessed.

Rui had met many people, including elders of the Azure Sky Tower and heroes from various races. These people were always surrounded by a blue aura, and some even emanated a faint golden aura. The one with the golden aura was none other than the old man in hemp robes from the Azure Sky Tower, the hero who had repeatedly saved the Hundred Streams tribe from peril.

All the tribes of Baixi respected and admired him.

However, since the great calamity, the old man in hemp clothing has been in seclusion. He will not appear before the world unless there is a disaster that destroys his tribe.

Rui once thought that faint golden aura belonged to the most auspicious and blessed person, until one day he saw a young man. The young man walked calmly on the land of the holy place, looking at them with an indifferent expression.

At that time, Rui only glanced at him, and the boundless purple aura, like a vortex, was enough to engulf Rui.

It is beyond words, beyond description.

Even Rui could only suppress his shock and try his best to utter a few words.

It was only at this moment that Rui understood why he had been sent to the holy land by the clan elders and lived such a life that was neither human nor ghost.

"Rui, the pride of the Tianqi Clan. Go to the Holy Land, seek out those who are lost. One day, a distinguished guest will arrive, and that will be the day the land of divine blessing is redeemed."

So Rui came to the Holy Land, where he became a living dead and suffered there for over four hundred years.

Until all humanity slowly fades away, until all morality collapses. They become living dead, living like the dead.

Rui didn't know how much longer he could hold on; he kept waiting for the person the elder had mentioned.

Until that person appeared, until that person stood before me.

Rui bowed respectfully to the man.

"Does Your Excellency know that although the Land of Divine Blessing is called Divine Blessing, it is not actually so. It is merely a large net woven by the heroes of the Hundred Streams Tribe, a net sufficient to appease people's hearts."

"In fact, the Land of Divine Blessing has been constantly changing. The land is depleting and deteriorating, and the places where people can set foot and live are becoming narrower and narrower. In order to maintain the survival of the Baixi tribe, countless immortal herbs are needed to nourish the Land of Divine Blessing in order to resist the changes in the land. It is precisely for this reason that the Baixi tribes need to go to the Land of Fallen Immortals and find the immortal herbs that grow there."

Jiang Wen nodded upon hearing this. He understood these things to some extent. The Land of Divine Blessing was not as wonderful as the people of Baixi claimed; even just the difference in life between the inner and outer rings was enough to show the disparity in Baixi.

Most of the people of Baixi live in poverty, with only the larger clans able to catch their breath. Even the Rock People, who control countless mines, have many impoverished members.

While life in the inner ring was extravagant, it still primarily consisted of grain. Observing these things alone, Jiang Wen was able to determine that the Land of Divine Blessing was definitely not a benevolent place.

"If that were all, if divine blessings could be extended simply by borrowing immortal herbs, then the warriors who perish in the Land of Fallen Immortals every year could rest in peace. But you should know, my lord, that things are not so simple. Every year, thousands of tribal warriors perish here. Their flesh and blood are needed to sacrifice to this land and to quell the calamities from the sacred land."

"This great rift is the site of the tribe's sacrifice. Our ancestors discovered this place ten thousand years ago. Every so often, this great rift would gush forth endless black water. For this, our ancestors paid a terrible price. Until later, they discovered that the tribespeople who had practiced the art of bloodline were the best sacrifices to pacify this place. Just a few thousand or tens of thousands of bloodline warriors would be enough to keep this place safe."

"So every year at this time, the tribe buries those who willingly sacrificed themselves here. They just don't know what those tribespeople swallowed by this great rift will become, or even if they did know, they wouldn't care."

After Rui finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Wen with his deep eyes.

"And you, my sir, are the one who will save us."

(End of this chapter)