As the scripture was chanted, more and more people joined in. More and more eyes gradually turned fanatical, until they too began chanting. These scriptures seemed capable of stirring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it tremble without end.
After a long while, a cold smile flickered in Huo Hai's eyes. "Hmph, so that's how it is. The Blood God Sect really has some tricks up its sleeve." The sneer in Huo Hai's eyes grew heavier. He had more or less figured out what these scriptures were.
On the surface, they appeared to be nothing more than scriptures. Yet upon closer examination, one would discover that they seemed to contain some profound principles, with certain cultivation methods woven into them as well. This would draw many people into studying and cultivating them of their own accord, until they could no longer pull themselves free. But in truth, there was something wrong with them.
After hearing them once, Huo Hai understood. The special cultivation methods fused into these scriptures were all related to Blood Qi. This was also a means of nurturing and selecting disciples, though none of it was anything particularly profound.
Yet the scriptures themselves were mostly words meant to beguile the heart and deceive the mind. Some passages were even special curse incantations. As long as one chanted them, one would be brainwashed. Those whose will was insufficiently strong and whose souls were insufficiently condensed could easily sink into them. This was especially true when experts led vast crowds in chanting together.
Many people who had merely come to watch the spectacle had now become followers of the Blood God Sect. Given time, they might even become fanatical believers. No wonder the major forces were so wary of and hostile toward the Blood God Sect.
However,