These black shadows became extremely active.
In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around the finger taken from Blood Ice.
At that moment, Tasia kept one hand touching the altar, but she had already closed her eyes and silently recited an ancient prayer.
Just because one had never eaten pork did not mean one had never seen a pig run.
Sacrifice was a public ritual, one that even carried a sense of reward and recognition.
Although Tasia had never been chosen as one blessed by the gods, she had often watched similar rituals.
She had long since memorized those prayers by heart.
This time, she called upon the Undead God Lord.
As the altar, the offering, and the sacrificial prayer were put in place one after another, the sacrificial passage opened through faith was activated.
Zong Shen keenly sensed the concentration of death energy within Skull Mountain surge abruptly.
Yet it was restrained within by an invisible force field, without leaking out in the slightest.
Pitch-black light and shadows nearly filled the entire space within Skull Mountain.
Both he and Tasia were shrouded in grayish-black radiance, unable to see each other clearly.
Zong Shen remained vigilant where he stood, in case anything unexpected happened.
When Blood Ice's finger, the sacrificial offering, was completely enveloped by black shadows and sent through the sacrificial passage toward an unknown divine kingdom, the air suddenly froze.
An effect akin to Time Stop descended upon the area.
What followed was an overwhelming divine will.
A mysterious figure clad in a high-collared robe suddenly condensed above the altar.
It first glanced at Tasia before focusing its gaze on Zong Shen.
"Tsk, such a high-quality offering."
"And one from this forbidden continent."
"Looks like a new cycle has begun."
The figure seemed somewhat surprised. It had