Inside the Demiplane, Xuemiyya reached out and sent thirty death-row prisoners to the center of the sacrificial altar.
Velin looked at the thirty prisoners, their five senses sealed, without a trace of pity in his eyes.
Under the Qixing Army's rule, it took a certain kind of accomplishment to end up on death row.
Prisoners sentenced to death were generally cultists or people who had murdered innocents.
All others were sentenced to hard labor or lifelong enslavement, working until they died.
Standing a hundred meters from the altar, Xuemiyya cast Mind Illusion on one prisoner, compelling him to recite the Abyssal language and perform the sacrifice.
In an instant, abyssal power surged forth, consuming the bodies, souls, and consciousnesses of all thirty prisoners.
A small portal appeared a moment later.
As the three watched, demons rushed out of the portal one after another, entering the Demiplane.
After roughly ten minutes, the portal collapsed, sealing the passage to the Abyss.
Under the pressure of a legendary domain, over a hundred demons lay pinned to the ground, unable to move.
A high-rank gold snake demon who had lived for two hundred years looked at the three humans nearby and sank into despair. In all likelihood, they were arcanists, and the demons were about to become their experimental materials.
Had he known this would happen, he would never have coveted those few souls.
Velin surveyed the 115 abyss demons before him: one high-rank gold, two Gold Intermediate, five Gold Low-tier, and the rest silver rank. Their quality was quite good.
"Master Kalaya, do you need any of these demons?"
At Velin's question, Kalaya shook her head. "Please conduct your experiments first. If any are left afterward, I'll take them away and lock them up for my next experiment."
"All right."
With a thought,