Time passed slowly, and only the final day remained before the half-month deadline.
The Blood God Sect's main altar, the blood-colored plaza.
Three ten-zhang-tall blood-colored stone pillars stood in the center of the plaza. Thick blood-colored chains hung down from their tops, firmly binding the Savage Emperor and several elite Experts of the Qiankun Sect.
The chains were carved all over with dense sealing runes. Dark red light flowed across them, suppressing the Spiritual Power Fluctuations Within the Bodies of those men.
The Savage Emperor's bare upper body was covered in wounds left from his battle with Xue Tu. After months of torture, he was now almost on the brink of death.
A bone-deep blade wound on his left shoulder 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, forming dark red scabs.
His aura was weak and dispirited, but those bell-like eyes of his were still wide open, without the slightest trace of fear.
The other Qiankun Sect Experts were deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror and despair. Their bodies trembled faintly, making the chains clatter in tiny, broken sounds.
At this moment, the area around the plaza was packed with Blood God Sect disciples, a dense black mass.
They wore blood-colored robes and held all kinds of weapons, lined up in neat formations, surrounding the entire plaza so tightly not even water could leak through.
At a rough glance, there were at least two or 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 directly in front of the plaza, three figures stood with their hands behind their backs, their