Bloody Sacrifice, Supplementing the Hundred Objects

This blood cauldron was like a bottomless pit. Countless streams of blood poured into it, yet vanished like clay oxen sinking into the sea.

Countless severed limbs could be seen in the bloody water. Looking closely, they all seemed to be the limbs of very young children.

From time to time, one could even see heads sliced open down the middle—each one belonged to a young boy or girl.

This bloody water had actually all been extracted from children. In this short span of time, at least dozens of cubic meters of blood had been poured in. It would have taken at least several hundred people to produce so much blood and flesh.

The blood cauldron began to emit a faint red glow. The nine Monster dragons on it were swimming across the cauldron's surface.

The Monster dragons' eyes shone with evil and terror, and faintly, their bodies seemed to be undergoing strange changes as well.

A closer look revealed that the Monster dragons' scales seemed to be formed from one human face after another.

The scales were still writhing. One could even see necks and bodies in the gaps between them, melted together like wax.

That terrifying image was enough to make a child stop crying.

Second by second, time passed. Half an hour went by.

No one knew how much flesh and blood the blood cauldron had devoured before it finally stopped absorbing and released a scarlet radiance.

Above the blood cauldron, the radiance formed a strange blood-shadow. It had no fixed shape, as though endless life was evolving within it, and as though it contained infinitely many forms.

An ancient sheet of paper appeared in Emperor Kuntai's hand. It was a dusky yellow, and the paper seemed to date back to a very distant age.

Strange blood-colored