Jiang Chengxi was startled by those words.
A trace of astonishment showed on his face.
But before he could say anything more, Ling Xuzi slowly raised a hand toward him.
The next moment.
It was as though Duke Cao had been seized by a giant hand.
A Third Rank Martial Artist was grabbed by Ling Xuzi like a little chick.
"Bi Fang!"
The instant he caught Jiang Chengxi, Ling Xuzi raised his voice.
"Eastern Old Thief, a Third Rank Martial Artist's sacrifice should be enough to sustain your absorption for a while, shouldn't it?"
Having said that.
His hand clenched fiercely.
At those words, Dongfang Cang's face hardened.
Clearly, he had never expected Ling Xuzi to think of sacrificing an ally at such a critical moment.
"Stop!!"
Dongfang Cang shouted, extending a hand toward Jiang Chengxi in the air.
But... he was one step too late.
Jiang Chengxi pursed his lips in midair.
He neither shook his head nor showed any grief on his face.
He merely sighed, then closed his eyes.
Boom!!!
A tremendous force descended.
Jiang Chengxi exploded into flesh and blood that filled the sky.
The next moment.
Scarlet light flickered from the altar beneath them.
The red glow of the blood moon poured into it as well.
The altar then shot out another beam of light, straight toward... Dongfang Cang in the sky.
Buzz!!
Under that light, the wrinkles piled across Dongfang Cang's aged face... visibly began to diminish, bit by bit!!
He floated in the air without moving.
"Only one incense stick's worth of time!!"
Ling Xuzi abruptly looked toward Bi Fang Demon King and the chubby Gu Yuqing, his voice incomparably urgent.
"Kill the Empress and sever Dongfang Cang's protection of national fortune!!"
"I can only hold on for one incense stick's worth of