Perfect: I am Shi An from Shicun, and I am Huang’s brother!

Chapter 217 Great Changes in the Flood Region
Encouraged by the children's teasing, Yunxi's cheeks flushed instantly. She gently nudged Shi An and said reproachfully, "Look, the children are making fun of you."

Shi An just laughed heartily, not caring at all. Then he reached out and pinched the nose of the little guy closest to him, and said with a smile, "You little rascals, when you grow up, you will also have people you like. Don't let me catch you being so affectionate then."

"A little bit~"

Upon hearing this, the children burst into laughter, pushing and shoving each other as they gradually moved away from Shi An.

Watching the children's departing figures, Shi An stopped teasing them. Instead, he turned to Yun Xi, said something, and then took her to the willow tree at the village entrance, where he recounted what had happened.

"Goddess Liu, please keep an eye on this Heavenly Blood Sacrifice. If any special circumstances arise, please inform me so I can handle it."

The willow tree stood quietly, its emerald branches swaying gently in the breeze, scattering shimmering green light that resembled flowing jade in the setting sun. Then, a silent, magnetic voice rang out, instantly putting Shi An at ease: "Alright!"

Having received the promise from the Willow Goddess, Shi An finally put aside his last concern.

Just then, Yunxi suddenly grasped Shi An's hand, her fingertips trembling slightly: "Is the blood sacrifice that Hun Tianhou mentioned even on his deathbed really just a minor issue?"

Her beautiful eyes reflected Shi An's sharply defined profile, a faint worry furrowing between her brows.

Seeing Yunxi like this, Shi An couldn't help but tremble slightly. He then squeezed her hand tightly, reassuring her, "Don't worry, with my current strength, even a god can't do anything to me. And if it's something above godhood..."

As he spoke, Shi An turned to look at the towering willow tree: "With the Willow God here, even the leaders of the upper realms would never return."

"Hmm~"

Hearing this, Yunxi recalled the battle between Liu Shen and the giants of the upper realm some time ago, and felt much more at ease. After giving a soft "hmm", she returned to her room with Shi An.

And so, the days passed by, and more than half a month went by in the blink of an eye.

"Hongyu!"

On this day, Shi An, who was cultivating, suddenly heard Liu Shen's voice transmission. Although it was only two words, he knew what it meant.

So after saying goodbye to Yunxi and her parents, she left the desolate region through the teleportation of the Willow God.

Meanwhile, in the Hongyu region, in a vast swamp shrouded in mist, an altar, entirely black and inscribed with numerous divine and demonic runes, had somehow been erected.

Just a glance at it from afar can make one feel extremely oppressed, as if one's soul is about to fly away like a moth to a flame and plunge into it, causing a tremor and discomfort in the heart.

At this moment, several figures were standing on the altar. Although none of them revealed their true forms, their positions suggested that they came from different lineages.

The group remained silent, each standing in a corner, carefully examining the various symbols on the altar for any flaws.

Finally, one of the gray-robed men spoke, his voice hoarse: "Let's begin!"

As they spoke, they all flew away from the altar, stood in the distant sky, and chanted incantations.

"boom!"

The next instant, the altar suddenly lit up, its dark light soaring into the sky and shaking all spirits.

This astonishing sight terrified the creatures in the swamp, who fled for their lives.

However, it was all in vain, because as soon as they made a move, they were instantly burst apart by some unknown force, and their blood and souls turned into crimson light and floated towards the altar.

"Blood sacrifice to heaven and earth, twilight of the gods, opening the path to eternity, the Kingdom of Heaven descends."

A whisper, like a spell, caused all the trees to rustle and the leaves to fall in disarray.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, another man in gray shook his sleeve, and endless wails rang out.

Looking up, one could see millions of people pouring down from the sky, densely packed, falling like raindrops onto the dark altar.

Some of these people landed on the altar, while others exploded in mid-air, turning into a rain of blood. Some streaks of crimson light shot out and disappeared into the divine and demonic runes on the altar.

At this moment, the altar seemed to transform into a world that could not be filled by any number of people falling from the sky; it absorbed them all. The blood flowed, staining the foundation stones and soaking into the patterns.

One after another, divine and demonic runes lit up, like small snakes swimming, turning into lightning, accompanied by blood light, soul power, and the wails of countless people.

This is a human tragedy!
They sacrificed the lives and blood of millions of people to the demon altar, all in order to communicate with the upper realm, summon the supreme deity, and open a passage.

"boom!"

Another person moved as well, opening the blood gourd in his hand. Countless living beings fell, some exploding in the void, others crashing to their deaths on the altar, a truly tragic sight.

At the same time, the others also made their move, each displaying their unique abilities, throwing the captured creatures onto the altar, where their souls blossomed and countless vibrant lives withered away.

The originally dark altar turned crimson, and the condensation of powerful soul energy and life essence within made it even more eerie, almost drawing people's minds in.

Many of these creatures cried out, hoping someone would come to save them.

Among them were cultivators, mortals, and many children, but it was all in vain. Those people did not stop; they continued to fall, eventually breaking their bones and losing their lives.

Everything was beyond repair. Countless lives were thrown into the altar, transformed into blood essence, and their soul power was collected. It was a tragedy that was too painful to witness.

"Blood sacrifice!"

Ultimately, all the wailing and lamentation were drowned out by those two merciless words. Several venerable beings from the heavens jointly led the ritual to its final stage.

On the altar, the soul power was immense, accompanied by blood-red light and black mist, eerie and terrifying.

"boom!"

In a short while, it seemed as if a door was about to open.

At the same time, in the Upper Realm, in a mysterious hall.

A figure, as ethereal as a dream, sat cross-legged and spoke calmly: "I have heard the call. The blood sacrifice has begun. Now it is time for us to work together to open the passage and allow the beings who have ignited the divine fire to descend to the mortal realm to seek those kinds of fortunes."

As he spoke, he began forming hand seals, preparing for a decisive battle.

Beside them, someone brought out a huge skeleton, which stood tall in the ancient hall.

Its skeleton was very strong. As soon as it appeared, it blurred the surrounding void, and then various passages appeared automatically.

This is a well-preserved skeleton of a Void Beast, which is perfect for breaking through boundaries.

Not long after the man made his offering, he continued, "Let's begin, everyone!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, someone shook his head and said, "It's not enough. Please offer the Void Beast Skin. Only in this way can we truly open a path to help us fight against the will of Heaven and keep our disciples in the lower realm forever, instead of just for a short time."

Upon hearing this, the man remained silent for a moment, but eventually raised his hand and summoned a huge animal hide, which he placed on the skeleton and covered it.

(End of this chapter)