"Franklin, could you wipe out all the Celestials in an instant if you struck?" a rather sleazy-looking man asked.
"Hard to say. If I caught them off guard with a sneak attack, I should be able to," the tall, burly Franklin replied after some thought.
"What madness has gotten into O-O-A? A blood sacrifice, of all things," another woman muttered. Of course, this was the second time these figures at the very top had witnessed a blood sacrifice. The last time, an expert who had surpassed all limits had sacrificed the Four Absorbing Emissaries, apparently opening some sort of passage.
This blood sacrifice was thousands, even tens of thousands of times grander than the last. First, the Blood Pool was a newborn planet teeming with life, created by the great being through his own will. This living planet was half the size of a universe.
Then the Living Tribunal acted, judging every living creature on the planet guilty and unleashing the power of divine punishment, blasting a crater that nearly pierced straight through the planet.
After that, the entire Celestial race was offered as a blood sacrifice. Their blood poured into the crater, and the blood of all 110 of them barely filled it. A thick, bloody aura spread out, directly contaminating universes across infinite dimensions. Countless living beings were driven mad.
The great being seated high upon his throne waved his enormous hand, taking the massive planet serving as the Blood Pool into his grasp. As though downing a toast, he drank all the blood within it in one gulp. Behind the dense fog O-O-A had laid down, a little color finally returned to his pale face.
"Is this enough?" O-O-A's voice was weak and hollow, as though he were exhausted, or perhaps truly powerless. Only after receiving some