I was the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times

Chapter 60 Five-Colored Stone

According to B.

Li Jun had been to this area where the clan lived before; it was not far from the Thousand Miles of Quicksand he had previously traversed.

Named after a clan, there were naturally shamans who occupied a piece of land.

However, this place is not a good place. To the left are the demon god bee and the vermilion moth, and to the right, I heard there is something even more ruthless, a giant snake with nine heads, which has turned into a huge poisonous swamp, where neither humans nor ghosts can get close.

When Li Jun walked over from a distance, the entire clan was currently holding a ceremony and celebration for Wu to become a necromancer.

Horses crossed the wilderness.

The riders on horseback drove cattle and sheep laden with various goods, and even tied a "string" of slaves with ropes, looking into the distance.

"Hurry, there's not much time left, it has to be delivered before dark."

“If we miss the opportunity, the shaman will not let us off the hook and may even demand more human sacrifices.”

"It's all your fault, you've delayed us for so long."

According to the legend, the shaman is very young, but highly talented, and has only recently become a lich.

Numerous clans and tribes, large and small, from the surrounding area also came to pay homage to Jubi's corpse.

The birth of a lich, in a sense, increased the survival chances of the humans in this area. Everyone came to worship this lich, which was also a way of ensuring the continuation of their tribe.

However, according to Bi Shi, the demon worshipped by the demon was a special one. It liked to eat people, and even if a human became a shaman, he still could not tame or control it. It is said that the shaman was also eaten by this demon god.

Therefore, although the people who came to the Jubi clan's residence for this sacrifice and worship arrived, everyone was trembling with fear, afraid that they would become human sacrifices offered to the demon god at any moment.

Several people drove the cattle, sheep and slaves to the Jubi clan. The herdsmen stationed on the outskirts of the Jubi clan had already met with them and counted the cattle and sheep offered as sacrifices, as well as the number of human sacrifices.

"The quantity is good."

"It matches up."

"We need it tonight. If you come any later, we won't make it in time."

The visitor wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed repeatedly in greeting.

Night falls.

From afar, the sound of drums could be heard coming from the foot of the distant mountains, along with thick black smoke rising into the sky—this was the prelude to the sacrificial ceremony.

A group of people were kneeling in front of an open-air altar at the foot of the mountain, communicating with the demon god through a ritual.

Soon, it will be known how many human sacrifices will be needed for this ritual.

Becoming a lich seems like a good thing, but now it's time to pay the price.

"Oh no."

"not good."

"what happened?"

"This quantity..."

As you can see, all the Jubi clan members below the altar were in a panic.

This time.

They needed to sacrifice an exceptionally large number of human animals, so many that it terrified everyone.

According to the shaman of the Bi clan, who looked at everyone, this was a young man.

You can see that he has disheveled hair and only one arm left, which seems to be what those people said about him being eaten by the demon god.

It seemed that a chunk of flesh had been gnawed off its neck, with densely packed strands of flesh tangled around it, making it look incredibly gruesome. Yet, the creature was still alive.

At this moment, his face was pale and he was swaying unsteadily. It was unclear whether he was trembling with fear from just having come into contact with the demon god, or because of the number of human sacrifices offered.

He had to personally offer up all these human sacrifices.

To mortals, he was a high and mighty shaman, a corpse of Jubi, but to the demon god, he was nothing more than a puppet, a ghost-like existence.

Human sacrifices were offered again and again to satisfy the desires of the demon god, or perhaps to follow some rule of this alienated land.

But regardless of the arguments, fear, or helplessness, ultimately no one can avoid it.

“We must perform the sacrifice; otherwise, our entire clan will perish.”

"Have you forgotten the last time the demon god was enraged?"

“The last clan was turned into puppets right under our feet. That was worse than death.”

In the rush to prepare the sacrificial offerings, the entire clan was thrown into chaos once again.

There weren't enough slaves, and the struggle to gather enough naturally led to many conflicts, but once the shaman intervened, everything eventually returned to calm.

In the dark night.

The demon god finally revealed himself.

It is rooted in this land, influencing all living things around it. When it appears, rolling yin energy rises from the earth into the sky.

Finally, the demon slowly revealed itself in the darkness.

It was a giant, ghost-like being, seven or eight zhang tall, with a jet-black body and long hair. This demon god had a fierce and ugly face, but its form was somewhat human-like. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a human skeleton.

Perhaps that is why it so enjoys human sacrifice.

Below, the ancestors, draped in animal skins and adorned with various bone and jade ornaments, raised their hands and danced wildly around the sacrificial fire while shouting.

"Offer sacrifice to the demon god!"

"Kneel down immediately!"

"Welcome the Demon God!"

"Offer three sacrificial animals."

Everyone was either kneeling or dancing in worship, some even unaware that they were standing on burning coals, or afraid to make a sound, and still dancing wildly.

The demon god was not particularly powerful, but its ferocity surpassed that of the nine-headed serpent in the distance, making it even more terrifying.

"Hurry up and offer sacrifices to the gods, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Human sacrifice!"

"Send it over, send it over."

This time, the human sacrifices were tied up with ropes and arranged like bound pigs and sheep in the sacrificial area below the altar.

There wasn't enough room on the altar, so it had to be placed below.

With their hands and feet bound, these people struggled violently when they saw the demon god descend to earth.

In order to carry out this sacrifice, the original number of people who were supposed to offer sacrifices was too many to handle, so many novices were recruited.

At this moment, these people, facing the demon god above, trembled with fear as they held their knives and pointed them at the human sacrifices below.

Too many people were sacrificed.

There were also more people carrying sacrificial knives and responsible for offering sacrifices.

With the demon god closing in step by step, the scene was too large and too dangerous, and the situation naturally became chaotic.

On the altar, the pale face of the shaman of the Bi clan was covered with blood vessels as he looked at the demon god pressing down from above.

He suddenly turned around and shouted to the people below.

"Hurry up and offer a sacrifice, or the entire tribe and clan will perish if we anger the demon god."

Do you all want to die?

The shaman of the Bi clan turned around and had just shouted those words when he sensed something was wrong.

At that moment, a person suddenly appeared on the altar. The person appeared silently and stood beside him.

According to Bi Shi's shaman, he was startled and was about to say something.

The man turned his head and looked at him, asking the question first.

"What's it like being a witch?"

It sounded as if the other person recognized him.

However, according to Bi Shi's shaman, there was only blankness in his eyes as he stared at the other party.

And this time.

The man looked up at the demon god in front of him, and then a sky full of rosy light fell, like thousands of falling flowers.

In an instant, the earth, shrouded in yin energy, seemed to transform into a fairyland.

According to Bi Shi's shaman, he also raised his head and saw endless wings, but he couldn't even see what was behind those wings.

The other party is too large.

That's way too close to the ground.

Each blue feather was like a wisp of cloud, trailing lightly overhead, layer upon layer.

The bluebird flew across the land and looked at the demon god on this land filled with yin energy. A force bound the demon god.

Then, the bluebird opened its beak.

The demon god let out a long howl, but it was still irresistibly transformed into layers of black smoke that billowed upwards.

Finally, the bluebird swallowed the demon god whole.

This manifested demon god's body is essentially dead, erased by the bluebird, but this is still not enough to eradicate the demon god.

Li Jun had known about this for a long time. He looked into the depths of this eerie land and immediately locked onto a spot.

Below that small hill in the distance, a wisp of mist was slowly forming in the shadows.

On the altar, Li Jun took out a bottle and said a word.

"receive!"

Instantly, a fierce wind arose high in the sky, and the earth shook.

Li Jun actually pulled the small hill out and put it into the bottle, after which the man put the bottle on.

Thus, the demon god was temporarily sealed away and disappeared from this land.

Everyone else was completely dumbfounded by what they saw.

At this moment, the crowd below shouted, creating a deafening roar.

"It is a deity descending to earth."

"A god has descended to earth."

"Kneel down, kneel down, all of you kneel down."

Although they didn't know which god had come, the one capable of taking away the demon god must be another demon god. And since this god was even stronger than the one they worshipped, it didn't matter anymore; if it was a god, they would worship it, and if it was a god, they would kneel before it.

They kowtowed repeatedly, their defection without hesitation, even more fervent than before, for fear of angering the being who had just taken away the demon god.

Li Jun put down the bottle and looked at the still somewhat bewildered lich of the Jubi clan, still asking the same question.

"What's it like being a witch?"

Li Jun had already recognized the other party; he was none other than Tu Bo, who had been reincarnated before.

He knew the other person had been reincarnated in this area, but he never expected it to be here. He was reborn as a human and actually became a witch.

Tu Bo was lucky in this life, perhaps due to the influence of his previous lives, he was born with talent.

However, looking at his mutilated body, he realized that despite having gained the powers of a lich, he had become a broken and battered figure.

He turned around and looked at the human sacrifices bound beneath the altar, recalling the scenes of him sacrificing his own kind time and time again, sending them into the mouths of the demon god.

How is this scene any different from the candlelight of yesteryear?

In this life, Tu Bo naturally couldn't remember these things; he was simply answering at this moment.

"Being a shaman isn't easy!"

The other person asked, "You don't want to be one?"

He replied, "This is somewhat different from what I thought when I was a child."

Li Jun nodded, asked no more questions, and simply flew into the sky.

As streaks of light appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, Li Jun disappeared from this place.
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The Land Without Guts.

The Great Witch Wuji opened the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas, and offered sacrifices to the Ten Gods, including Nuwa's intestines, on the altar.

By now, he was quite skilled as a high priest, and the entire sacrificial process was performed with meticulous care.

All the people of the Intestineless Kingdom gathered at the foot of the altar, obeying the commands of the Great Shaman Wuji, and doing everything they could to please the gods.

Furthermore, unlike the priests of ordinary clans, these people can also be considered shamans, and they are part of the same group as the great shaman Wuji.

During sacrificial rites.

The great shaman Wuji is on the altar, the people of the Wugu Kingdom are below the altar, and the Mountain and Sea Kingdom lies beneath their feet.

The three are connected, communicating with the unseen realm through the altar, as if they are resonating with each other.

In a sense, they could all hear and feel a part of Nuwa's intestines, and together they called for the other's power to descend.

"Sacrifice to the gods!"

Everyone shouted, their desolate voices echoing in the sky.

Then, everyone knelt down, leaving only one figure standing on the altar.

Just like last time.

The great river surged forth and transformed into a marshland, which enveloped the entire Intestineless Kingdom, where ten deities appeared under the moon.

However, this time their target was very clear: they looked directly at Li Jun, who was standing on the altar. Just like before, they communicated with Li Jun in their own way.

"Emperor... Emperor... Emperor..."

Li Jun even heard someone singing; it was the sacrificial song of the Hanhuang clan. The song traveled far away along the river, as if riding on the moonlight to the heavens.

Li Jun took out the bottle and poured out the demon god inside.

With the bottle mouth facing down, a small hill fell down, gradually transforming into a colossal object one or two hundred meters high.

"Roar!"

The hill broke free from its seal, and the demon god within naturally revealed itself. A creature exuding a chilling aura and resembling a humanoid skeleton materialized in mid-air, emitting a strange roar.

However, this applies to both Li Jun and the ten gods who received the sacrifice of Nuwa's intestines from foreign worshippers.

This demon god is really too weak to be worth mentioning.

The hill fell into the great swamp outside the city, and a giant wave swept it away.

The demon god naturally fell into it as well, and struggled violently in the waters of the great swamp, seemingly trying to break free.

"Roar!"

However, when the ten gods looked over together, the waters of the Great Swamp became even more turbulent.

The waves tightly bound the demon god, and the entire swamp and river began to recede. The demon god, like a sacrifice bound by ropes, was dragged little by little back to the distant lake and then fell into the earth.

At this time, the shadow of the Ten Gods from the foreign land of Wuchang gradually faded away.

The Great Witch Wuji looked outside and asked, "Is this the end?"

Although Wuji didn't fully understand what the Emperor was planning, he knew that things were definitely not that simple.

The other party said, "You'll have to wait a bit."

Nuwa's intestines absorbed the demon god deep into the earth, and then there was no further movement.

However, Li Jun vaguely sensed something and kept waiting.

During this process, he would often go to the source of the great river and look towards the entrance deep into the earth.

He felt that the earth beneath his feet was changing, pulsating with life, as if it were nurturing something.

He waited a long time.

One month, two months, three months.

In the fifth month, the entire Soukokunohara suddenly began to tremble.

On this day, light emerged from the depths of the earth, and various strange rhythms and the power of demon gods emanated from the depths of Su Guang Wilderness and spread outwards.

A strange thing emerged from the entrance to the earth; a huge shadow struggled out and then flew into the sky.

The shadow had no fixed shape and kept changing as it flew.

However, before it could fly out of the vast plains, the thing fell to the ground because its shape could not be fully fixed.

It let out a terrible scream, then its body completely dissipated, all its power coalescing and falling onto the wilderness.

At the same time, Li Jun and Da Wuji also sensed a desolate atmosphere permeating the entire Su Guang Plain, which made them feel extremely sad.

It didn't take long.

Li Jun then went to the place where the thing had fallen and saw a five-colored stone that emitted a divine light.

Li Jun picked up the stone and felt the power within it.

It seems somewhat different from the divine stone, but its power is quite similar. I wonder if this stone can create ghosts and gods.

However, this stone reminded Li Jun of a myth.

"Five-colored stones?"

Regardless, Li Jun achieved his goal and gained a deeper understanding of the power of Nuwa's intestines.

Wuji, the great shaman of the Intestineless Kingdom, looked at Li Jun and vaguely understood that the other party should be leaving soon.

That evening, the great shaman Wuji performed a final sacrifice for Li Jun.

During this sacrificial ceremony, Li Jun once again communicated with the ten gods of Nuwa's intestines. This time, the ten gods seemed to have a sorrowful expression on their faces.

Li Jun also vaguely understood how Nuwa's intestines had transformed the demon god into five-colored stones.

Nuwa's intestines possess the power to create all things, and can regenerate and nurture demon gods, transforming them into another kind of demon god.

The so-called transformation into the five-colored stone is actually the result of the demon god failing to conceive and dying halfway through.

To humans, demon gods are terrifying beings, but to Nuwa's intestines, the meaning of demon gods is completely different.

However, Li Jun did not feel sad about the premature death of the demon god.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the matter in the Kingdom of No Intestines came to an end for Li Jun.

Wuji naturally saw it too, and immediately knelt on the ground, asking Li Jun.

"emperor!"

"What else can Wuji do?"

Li Jun looked at Wu Ji and spoke.

"Perhaps in the future, the Intestineless Kingdom can do something."

"But now..."

Li Jun could see Wu Ji's situation and his worries.

Wuji became the Great Shaman of the Intestineless Kingdom, but the kingdom itself remained unchanged, and its people continued as before.

If one day the Intestineless Kingdom is integrated into a sacrificial artifact, transforming it into a sacrificial artifact of fourth-stage power, the people of the Intestineless Kingdom may no longer be controlled by the other party, but will be able to influence and control a portion of the power to escape this situation.

But at least for now, this is difficult to do.

However, Li Jun still left the other party with a glimmer of hope.

He stretched out his hand, and a drop of blood fell from his palm into the pool on the altar.

"Tick!"

Then, the entire altar began to change, and ripples spread around it.

A giant eye looked up at the sky, then disappeared, transforming back into a drop of blood.

Li Jun withdrew his hand and told the other party.

"You can never become the Emperor Wizard!"

"However, one day someone may come here and become a true being who can wield the power of ghosts, gods, or even demons with the body of a mortal."

"At that time, the Kingdom of the Intestineless may be able to break free from this place."

The great shaman Wuji prostrated himself on the ground and shouted loudly.

"I, Wuchangshi, thank the Heavenly Emperor."

Li Jun took the five-colored stone and left the mountain and sea kingdom deep in the wilderness of Su Guang.

He finally obtained the five-colored stone after much effort, and the rest was simple.

They spent time perfecting the underworld, bringing all the wandering souls of the world into the netherworld.

as well as.

To forge a Yellow Springs ghost god.

(End of this chapter)