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Chapter 785: The Sacrifice

"When you speak of sacrificial refinement, do you mean using them as sacrifices?" Bai Mo's gaze fell upon the bare, fleshy figures hanging upside down in the blood and flesh abattoir.

They were being transported in batches to the mass slaughter area, where an enormous tentacle sealed the mouths of these wretched souls, allowing only faint, muffled whimpers to escape.

"Of course not. Those captives are actually the sacrificial offerings used to draw you here."

"This entire area is actually within the body of my Sacrificial Altar Beast. The passages that brought all of you here are maintained by sacrificing offerings to this very Altar Beast."

"Every hourglass-period, to sustain these passages, a hundred captives must be thrown in as blood sacrifices."

"But don't worry, I've prepared over ten thousand captives. Your companions will have plenty of time to arrive."

Yi Xi Si casually explained everything around them.

"......"

After listening to her explanation, Bai Mo finally understood why these intense, hate-filled spiritual energies had assaulted him like mad.

It turned out that their presence was the true reason for these sacrifices' deaths.

......

"Chen'er's life token has shattered!" At that moment, somewhere in the Dao Chen Realm, within a cloud-shrouded immortal palace, a weeping woman was wailing hysterically.

The terrifying sound waves were like tangible blades, shredding everything around her to pieces. The servants nearby trembled with fear, dreading that a blade might suddenly shear off their own heads, yet they gritted their teeth and dared not flee, finding themselves in a truly wretched state.

"Qiongxiao, calm yourself." After wailing for a long while, an elder with white hair and beard appeared before the door. Although his face was equally wroth, he still forced himself to maintain a calm demeanor as he spoke.

"How can I calm down! That was my only son in two thousand years!!!" The young woman paid no heed to the white-haired elder's words, still completely engulfed in her grief.

"No matter who the murderer is, I will extract his soul and refine his essence, burning him as lamp oil on the Nether Lotus Lamp, never to be reborn throughout eternity!" The young woman, like a raging tigress, looked towards a certain direction in the sky with blood-red eyes, as if she had already guessed the killer's identity.

"First, calm yourself."

This time, the white-haired elder did not try to persuade her further. He directly slapped his palm towards the young woman, though the force of this single palm strike seemed a little too great, flattening the entire immortal palace.

Aside from the palace-dressed young woman herself, all the servants were buried in the ruins, their fates unknown.

However, the white-haired elder did not even spare them a glance. He merely carried the young woman, who had been knocked unconscious by his own strike, let out a soft sigh, and drifted away.

He was the young woman's father, and he knew that the murderer of his grandson must be one of the Outer-Heavenly Demonic Insects.

In the preceding days, those Outer-Heavenly Demonic Insects had launched an assault as if fearless of death, killing and capturing a large number of cultivators at the cost of several times their own casualties.

And the white-haired elder's grandson was precisely among those who lost contact in that battle.

At the same time, many direct descendants of high-level cultivators had also gone missing.

The insects seemed to have a specific objective, all targeting these cultivator scions with the deepest lineage, capturing them on the battlefield without regard for cost or sacrifice.

......

Since the first insect found its way here, the war between the Dao Chen Realm and the Outer-Heavenly Demonic Insects had already lasted for several millennia, and the blood feuds accumulated by both sides were countless.

Having dealt with them for so many years, the cultivators of the Dao Chen Realm naturally understood the insects' most important objective in invading this world—the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir.

Originally, this was just a probing invasion by a small squad of insects, which was easily defeated by several native sects of the Dao Chen Realm. However, when the Zerg decided to retreat, they unexpectedly discovered the existence of the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir.

Upon learning of this divine marvel, the leader of the Outer-Heavenly Demonic Insects acted as if they had discovered an unparalleled treasure, throwing all available forces into seizing the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir of the Dao Chen Realm.

The existence of the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir was the foundation for the numerous Immortals in the Dao Chen Immortal Realm. Every so often, they needed to consume the Purple-Green Great Medicine, refined from the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir, to suppress the Dao Toxin within their bodies, which was the power of Daoization.

Once they went too long without consuming the Purple-Green Great Medicine, the Dao Toxin would invade their minds, and then they would return to dust, dissolving completely into the heavens and earth.

Moreover, the Purple-Green Great Medicine was one of the very few spiritual elixirs that could almost entirely without side effects advance an Immortal's cultivation. Thus, in the Dao Chen Immortal Realm, the Purple-Green Great Medicine was considered an absolute hard currency.

Each year, hundreds of millions of Spirit Seekers would tirelessly traverse countless lower realms of the Dao Chen Immortal Realm, solely to provide more Purple-Green Spirit Elixir for the inhabitants of the Immortal Realm.

Because the appearance of this item was purely mystical, with no discernible pattern, it could only be found by human effort, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

As for the Zerg who came to seize the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir, they were an enemy with whom no compromise was possible, the Obstructors of the Dao.

On the other side, the Zerg Mother, tormented by Daoization and forced to arduously maintain her core consciousness through self-erosion, also frantically sought the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir, like a drowning person clutching at a lifeline.

Thus, this millennium-long war continued without end.

Relying on the Purple-Green Spirit Elixir produced by the Dao Chen Realm, Yi Xi Si also successfully resisted Daoization for two thousand years. However, the sole cost was that she too had spent two millennia embroiled in this endless war.

......

"It has the scent of a curse, yet lacks the power of a curse." After casually grasping a wisp of the wandering hatred and analyzing it with his divine sense for a moment, he understood the deeper meaning behind Yi Xi Si's actions.

Bai Mo and his group were essentially guest mercenaries. Without powerful clauses to restrain them, it was not impossible for mercenaries to turn traitor and strike back.

Especially in the Dao Chen Realm, the enemies they faced were "humans" who looked very similar to their own race, while none in the Zerg faction they were currently with resembled humans.

While appearance couldn't override interests, with one side being "humans" and the other true "monsters," anyone whose aesthetic sense wasn't too twisted would naturally show a bias.

Therefore, Yi Xi Si intended to "stuff" them with a blood pledge.

By treating these Nth-generation cultivator captives, who were descendants of many great magnates of the Dao Chen Realm, entirely as sacrificial offerings to maintain the altar beast passages, anyone arriving from the other end of the passage would naturally be marked by these resentful energies, getting "blood" on their hands as well.

Unfortunately, she encountered Bai Mo, who had arrived ahead of time.

These resentful energies were originally meant to be further processed by Yi Xi Si into something colorless, odorless, and harmless, invisibly tainting those who arrived.

Furthermore, she hadn't expected Bai Mo to not be a lesser Immortal Spirit, but a peer capable of seeing through her methods.

"Purple-Green Spirit Elixir, Purple-Green Great Medicine."

Bai Mo lightly toyed with the treasured elixir in his hand for a few moments before placing it into his pocket.

"If you are willing to act and block the peer-level existences from the Dao Chen Immortal Realm, I can offer you twelve Purple-Green Great Medicines every decade as compensation."

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