After all this was done, the preparations for the Blood Sacrifice Ritual were finally complete.
Su Yuan and the Blood God Cult's senior leaders retreated to the edge of the altar, waiting for the ritual to begin with reverent expressions.
Blood Soul True Monarch stood at the center of the altar. He raised the Crown of Corruption in both hands and solemnly placed it on his head, like a king being crowned.
The moment he put on the Crown of Corruption, a subtle connection formed between him and the entire altar. At any moment, he could turn every living thing within it into nourishment to strengthen himself.
At this point, the ritual could begin. But to the surprise of the Blood God Cult's senior leaders, their Sect Leader turned his gaze toward two of his disciples.
"Su Yuan, Xiao Mo, come stand beside me."
"By standing at my side, you'll be able to witness the ritual's true process from the closest possible vantage point."
Blood Soul True Monarch spoke gently. His dignified eyes revealed undisguised admiration for his two disciples, as though he were looking at the most precious treasures in the world.
Seeing this, the Blood God Cult's senior leaders cast envious looks at Su Yuan and Motis.
Clearly, they had no idea what Blood Soul True Monarch was really planning.
Su Yuan wore an appropriately excited expression as he walked toward the center of the altar with Motis, all the while grumbling to himself:
"That old geezer's a real actor. Anyone who didn't know better would think he actually cared about his disciples."
"But I never expected Blood Soul Old Man to drain the talents out of both Motis and me at once. I thought he had at least a little affection for Xiao Mo. Seems I gave