Volume One, Chapter 292
The old woman looked at the scene before her, her voice trembling slightly. "This is my first time seeing the light curtain form the face of the Shaman Ancestor. I once heard someone say that it could be done, but that was an unimaginably long time ago. I never thought I would witness it with my own eyes."
The refined man was equally astonished. "This light curtain was originally set up by the Shaman Ancestor. It can absorb the sacrifices of countless Wuzis, and it is also the strongest defense of our Shaman Clan. Only by sacrificing some heaven-defying, world-shaking object can the face of the Shaman Ancestor manifest."
The beautiful woman in red asked, "That drop of blood is a heaven-defying, world-shaking object?"
The refined man nodded. "That drop of blood is absolutely a heaven-defying, world-shaking object. Otherwise, the light curtain would not have changed like this. Now that I think about it, this person's identity must be terrifying."
The beautiful woman in red said gravely, "If a single drop of his blood possesses such earth-shattering power, then his identity truly is terrifying. Could the blood in his body be origin blood? Only origin blood could possess such dreadful might."
The old woman said in a deep voice, "I fear it is not ordinary origin blood. Ordinary origin blood could not accomplish this. The origin blood in his body may be among the most supreme bloodlines."
The valiant man said solemnly, "For such a person to participate in the Shaman Sacrifice... I wonder whether it is fortune or disaster."
The condensed face gazed down at Zhao Fu, its eyes as deep as the cosmos. The shaman character on its brow emitted a faint glow, then flew out from its forehead and drifted toward Zhao Fu