The Blasphemy Stele had been forged with Pangu's remains as its principal material. A Blood-Burning Ritual centered on it was indeed of the highest caliber.
However, the Blasphemy Stele was also called the Origin Sin Stele. It recorded the sins of Pangu's blood descendants and was not something just anyone could touch.
Legend had it that some gods with weak wills would suffer the collapse of their Primordial Spirits and the spontaneous combustion of their divine bodies the instant they touched the Blasphemy Stele.
But this posed no problem whatsoever for the many human powerhouses Chu Xisheng had summoned.
Which human martial cultivator who had reached first rank did not possess a powerful Primordial Spirit and an unshakable will?
Without a strong Primordial Spirit and a firm will, they could never have broken through the gods' seals-how could those eighteen layers of shackles possibly be overcome with secret medicines alone?
As for the "sins of Pangu's blood descendants," although humans considered themselves Pangu's descendants, even survival was difficult for them now. Who still cared whether they were sinful, or whether this stele blasphemed against the Ancestral God?
Perhaps it did, but they would have to gain sufficient strength before they could settle accounts with the gods who had made the Blasphemy Stele.
Just before the Blood-Burning Ritual began, Chu Yunyun finally emerged from the Central Palace's main hall.
She still felt too ashamed to face anyone, but she was unwilling to give up this opportunity to strengthen her bloodlines. In the end, she braced herself and came out.
The moment she stepped outside, however, Chu Yunyun regretted it.
She felt everyone's gazes turn toward her. Some were curious, some scrutinizing, but most were teasing.
Chu Yunyun badly wanted to turn around and flee back into the hall.
Nevertheless, she forced