The Divine Demon Kingdom, Qingle City.
Despite the weathered and somewhat mottled appearance of the majestic city walls, the silhouettes of the soldiers who guarded them can still be seen atop them.
The atmosphere in the city was not as bloody and violent as I had imagined; instead, it was filled with the vitality unique to living people and was bustling with activity.
Two figures mingled among the bustling crowd, slowly traversing the streets of the giant city, occasionally pausing at the street market, looking just like cultivators from other cities.
A strange aroma of meat wafted through the market, and vendors hawked amulets engraved with demonic patterns.
With Ye Li's keen eyesight, he could even see the green snake patterns hidden beneath the flesh of some of them, which he imagined were some kind of mark unique to the Teng Snake.
According to Jiang Minghuang, this magnificent Qingping Great City is quite unique in the Abyss of Gods and Demons. Judging from her description, it seems to be a holy city established by the Snake Lord for himself.
Each of the Great Demon lords has its own designed holy city, the purpose of which is to attract those geniuses who harbor illusions to gather there.
It will be more convenient to eat then.
"Shenzhou once went to great lengths to bring back a group of Remnants of Tianyuan from this place, and learned a great deal about this place from them."
Jiang Minghuang, feigning curiosity, examined the roadside lanterns, her slightly amused voice whispering in Ye Li's ear, "No wonder that Teng Snake came to this city to roam; the big day of the [Snake Sacrifice] in Qingping City is coming up soon."
"In the past few days, it seems that a considerable number of Tianyuan warriors have been sent to the Tengshe Mansion every night to be devoured by it."
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered eating like this?" Ye Li asked.
Just hearing about this arrangement makes one feel that there is a big problem. It is really hard to imagine that the hundreds of millions of people here would not notice anything unusual.
However, even if they discovered something was wrong, there was nothing they could do.
So perhaps in order to numb their senses, they chose to ignore this abnormality.
Otherwise, it would indeed be very difficult to survive in such a godforsaken place.
Moreover, most of the spirited High-Tier Martial Artist died on the day their country fell.
The remaining ones, under the cumulative enslavement of the Demon Lord, will indeed gradually lose the courage to resist.
"I don't know, but the entire Tianyuan Kingdom is divided into five territories, each with at least dozens of large cities. If the event is held in a different city every now and then, it can indeed keep it a secret for a long time."
Jiang Minghuang slightly, but her gaze gradually turned to the distance.
On the most magnificent altar High Platform in Qingle City, a strange dance is being performed on the ten-zhang-high snake-skin altar.
The dancer, wearing a bronze mask, had his limbs bent like a snake, chanting strange incantations that were completely incomprehensible.
When the high priest poured a jar of blood wine into the air, the blood droplets condensed into the phantom of a flying serpent in mid-air, clearly some kind of bloodline summoning spell.
Splash--
Blood-red petals fell softly, landing on the excited young martial artists, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
After all, he had just been publicly announced as the Inheritance of the Serpent Divine Power, and tonight he would enter that palace-like building to receive the power. In the future, he would most likely become a city lord-level figure. No one could suppress the joy in their heart.
Although this path is extremely risky and the probability of success is slim, almost no prodigy would hesitate for a moment in order to ensure a better life for their blood relatives and friends.
They bear a responsibility.
Every few hundred years, the Serpent Divine Lord needs a large number of warriors to maintain his condition, but as long as one becomes the Inheritance of the Serpent Divine Power, his blood relatives and friends can continue to live.
This is one of the reasons why [Snake Sacrifice] is so popular.
On the towering pavilion behind, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes stared intently at the scene.
His eyes held a complex emotion that was hard to describe.
Only when he heard the faint scraping sound of scales behind him did a strange smile reappear on his deeply lined face, and he laughed out loud:
"The quality of this year's offerings is very high; they have certainly lived up to the Divine Lord's expectations."
"It must have been hard for you to part with it. I heard your grandson is among the offerings this year?" A seemingly casual voice came from behind.
The middle-aged man turned around abruptly and saw a tall man in blue standing beside him, his expression calm, asking in a gentle voice:
"But I've also said that since he's your own grandson, no matter how outstanding his talent is, he doesn't need to be sacrificed. Why won't you listen?"
"Your Divine Lord, what are you saying!" The middle-aged man hurriedly knelt on the ground. "To be favored by you is the Sui'er blessing for my son. He has been waiting for this day for far too long!"
"As long as he can Inheritance your power like I have, he will surely be able to break through the barrier of the Heaven and Earth Realm in one fell swoop and become a genuine True Person at your service!"
Upon hearing this, True Lord Tengshe sighed, "You know my power; it is violent and unpredictable... That's why Sui'er's chances of survival this time are slim."
"Even if it means his sacrifice, it would be an honor for him!"
Seeing the increasingly respectful and fervent middle-aged man, the corners of True Lord Tengshe's mouth gradually curved into a smile, his voice still gentle:
"Sigh, you... Then I'll try my best to control my power, hoping that Sui'er can overcome this tribulation."
After saying this, he gently helped the City Lord of Qingping to his feet.
The two stood side by side, looking together at the imposing altar in the distance.
Even though it has been done countless times.
True Lord Tengshe still considered this an essential pre-meal pastime, and the quality of the offerings this time was indeed quite high.
Perhaps it can fully heal the injuries it sustained in the Western Continent.
Thinking of this...
True Lord Tengshe's mood gradually heated up, and a Baiyi figure quietly appeared in the crowd in the distance.