Time passed slowly. There was only one day left until the half-month deadline.
Blood God Sect Headquarters, Blood-colored Square.
Three blood-colored Stone Pillars, each a hundred feet tall, stood in the center of the square. Thick Blood Chains hung down from the tops of the Stone Pillars, firmly binding the Savage Emperor and several elite experts of Qiankun Sect.
The chains were covered in dense Seal runes. Dark-red light flowed over them, suppressing the fluctuations of Spiritual Power within their bodies.
The Savage Emperor's bare upper body was covered in wounds, left behind from his battle with Blood Slaughter. After several months of torment, he was now almost on the verge of death.
A knife wound on his left shoulder, so deep the bone could be seen, was still seeping blood. The bruises on his chest had turned a blackish purple, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had already dried, crusting into dark-red scabs.
His aura was withered, but those bell-like eyes of his were still wide open, without the slightest trace of fear.
The several Qiankun Sect experts, however, were deathly pale, their eyes filled with fear and despair. Their bodies trembled faintly, making the chains give off a series of tiny clinks.
At this moment, the area around the square was packed with Blood God Sect disciples.
They wore blood-colored robes and held all kinds of weapons, standing in neat formations that surrounded the entire square so tightly not even water could leak through.
At a rough glance, there were at least two to three hundred of them. Among them, there were dozens of Ninth-grade Supremes alone, and more than ten experts at the Earthly Supreme level.
And on the high platform at the very front of the square, three figures stood with their hands