Sacrifice (6600 Monthly Votes Added)

The next day, aboard the plane, Zhao Cheng rested with his eyes closed.

Across from him, a pair of sisters chatted and laughed. They seemed to be traveling, and Zhao Cheng paid them little attention.

This time, he had used a false identity to leave the country. It was not that he feared trouble, but that he did not want Country R to become nervous.

Though he was only comparable to a myth, in the eyes of every nation, he was no different from a true myth.

About twenty hours later, Zhao Cheng arrived in Country R.

He then hailed a car and went straight to the foot of Moon Spring Mountain. This was one of the few snow-capped peaks in Country R, and thus one of its tourist attractions. During certain months each year, cherry blossoms blanketed the mountain, creating a spectacle of unparalleled splendor.

The famed Heaven Moon Lifeless Style stood atop the snowy peak. Of course, the upper part of the mountain was private residential land and was closed to tourists.

Since Zhao Cheng had arrived somewhat early, he did not immediately climb the snowy peak. Instead, he admired the scenery below for a while before ascending when the time was right.

By then, corpses already littered the mountain. Everyone on the mountain had been wiped out, not one left standing.

Amid the bodies stood an old man who looked to be in his seventies, though his true age was far greater. His eyes were bloodshot, and his astonishing killing intent and Killing Intent stirred the clouds across the nine heavens.

More than that, as time passed, his killing intent and Killing Intent seemed to resonate with some intangible spiritual information within the void—or rather, "divine power"!

"Sure enough, my deduction was right. Now, all the divine