Amid this blood-colored apocalypse, the Human Emperor Zhuanxu still bore immense pressure as he led the civil and military officials to the foot of Zhou Mountain. Following the original plan, he began offering sacrifices to the Mystic Sect Three Pure Ones, with numerous feudal lords in attendance.
At the foot of Zhou Mountain, the many feudal lords gazed up at the Firmament with fear in their eyes.
From deep within the countless blood-colored clouds overhead came earth-shattering booms from time to time.
Hundreds of thousands of Celestial Court immortals and gods appeared within them, locked in savage battle against blood-colored monsters. Immortals and gods occasionally tumbled down like dumplings.
Yet in an instant, other immortals and gods would arrive to carry away the wounded for treatment.
If demons or evil gods fell instead, Mystic Sect disciples would step forward to finish them off or rejoin the encirclement.
The flames of war were not confined to the Firmament. Smoke rose everywhere across the land as well. Taking advantage of the battle between the Celestial Court and the many monsters, numerous ancient gods and even immortals who had temporarily submitted turned traitor again, seeking to reclaim their blessed mountains and sacred lands—or simply exact revenge.
The feudal lords all understood that Zhuanxu's sacrifice to the three Mystic Sect Dao Venerables at such a time carried enormous risks. Should anyone launch a surprise attack, they might be wiped out to the last man, plunging the land into chaos.
Yet Zhuanxu was willing to brave such extraordinary danger and conduct the sacrifice at this time. The feudal lords could not help but form some guesses.
As Zhuanxu led several hundred civil officials, military officers, and feudal lords to the foot of Zhou Mountain's altar,
he too sensed the peril of the current situation. Thus,