Sanctified World

These people had no idea what the Zhu Family wanted to do to them.

They were all ordinary people, far too distant from the world of the Awakened.

Although the Zhu Family's rule was brutal, its rulers were not idiots. They would never leak information related to the sacrificial ritual to ordinary people like them.

In the enormous pit, they cursed, speculated, begged for mercy, and wept bitterly, but none of it meant anything.

In the pitch-black pit, who knew how much time had passed when light suddenly appeared above them, followed by large amounts of food falling from overhead.

Everyone gathered beneath the light to eat. Suddenly, an egg fell into the pile of food. It rapidly cracked open, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at it.

Whoosh!

A thin thread of blood shot out from the egg and instantly claimed an old man's life.

"Ah, it's a Mutated Beast!"

Someone immediately realized what it was and hurriedly backed away.

But one youth was exceptionally brave. Gritting his teeth, he immediately stepped forward and threw a punch at the egg.

It was useless. His fist did not even leave a mark on the egg.

"Aaaaah!"

The youth roared unwillingly and pounded the egg frantically, gradually leaving countless bloody wounds across his fists.

Seeing this, the others immediately stepped forward and tried to smash the egg. Yet even with everyone working together, the egg remained completely unscathed.

At last, after several hours, everyone was exhausted.

They all moved away from the egg and gathered together to rest.

Whoosh!

At some point, another person died.

Desperate and crazed, they gathered together again and desperately tried to destroy the egg, but it was still meaningless.

Then, day after day, people continued to die—elders, children, young men, women. The egg