Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 896 His Heart
The central area of ​​the Quanrong was similar to Xiqi.

They are all composed of altars and palaces.

But there are still many differences in layout and style.

The altar of the Quanrong was inside the palace, and outsiders were not allowed to enter or approach it.

The altar and the palaces surrounding it are all red in color. They are built with rough and unpolished molten stone, and have a rugged beauty.

What is even more difficult to ignore is that no matter which palace it is, there is no roof on top, it is just open.

Not only that, the bumpy ground is everywhere, as if the entire palace area is a battle-damaged version.

"Meteorites fall every day, and new Molten Giants are born. Even the central area is not immune."

"After experiencing several roof collapses due to meteorites, reconstruction, and collapse again, the Quanrong people completely abandoned the concept of roofs in their houses."

Listening to Rong Lie's explanation, Han Zhan nodded slightly, thinking it was very reasonable.

Rong Ao on the side snorted coldly.

"In my opinion, even palaces and altars are unnecessary."

"They are all buildings that could be destroyed. It would be a waste of energy and manpower. It would be better to kill a few more monsters if we have the time."

Needless to say, judging from Rong Ao's attitude, building the house should also be the decision of Rong Lie and his faction.

"You can't say that."

"The altar is a holy place for communication with the gods, and the palace is a symbol of the Quanrong's identity. If they don't even value these, how can the Quanrong survive in this world?"

Rong Lie immediately refuted.

Rong Ao continued to snort coldly and originally wanted to retort to him that only people without strength would care about these insignificant details.

Suddenly seeing Han Zhan on the side, he thought that there seemed to be similar operations in Xiqi Ancestral Temple, and finally gave up the tit-for-tat.

The group walked forward and entered the hall.

The leader of the Quanrong was an old man with a haggard face. Judging from his age, he should be about the same age as Jiang Ziya.

However, he looked older and in a very bad mental state.

When Han Zhan and others walked into the hall, he was sitting there exhausted.

The ruler of the Quanrong Kingdom, the Rong Emperor.

Rongdi is not the name of a person, or in other words, it is more than the name of a person.

After taking office, the rulers of the Quanrong Kingdom would forget their previous names and become the new Rong emperors.

The whole hall was filled with a smell of decay.

Thick white hair like a lion was scattered on the seat, and two wrinkled arms were resting on the dark red armrests beside the seat.

Emperor Rong opened his eyes tiredly and saw the person coming clearly.

"Rong Ao, you came back much earlier today than usual."

"Yes, grandpa." Rong Ao responded as an answer.

Han Zhan looked at Rong Ao in surprise, and then glanced at Rong Lie out of the corner of his eye.

One grandfather was the king, and the other grandfather was the think tank of the Quanrong. It seems that the king is more powerful.

No wonder Rong Ao is so proud, he should put the words "my grandfather the king" on his head.

The most fitting episode.

"Tell me, why do you bring them to see me?"

"Also, in front of outsiders, you should call me Emperor Rong."

"Yes, Emperor Rong!" Rong Ao lowered his head and said, "The captain of the caravan, Rong Lie, invited two monks from the ancestral temple from Xiqi. They said..."

"They can help Quanrong solve the problem of divine punishment."

Rumble.

It was as if a dull thunder sounded in everyone's ears, and it was like a sleeping lion completely awakened.

When Emperor Rong leaned down, there was such a movement. Han Zhan, who was being stared at by him, felt like he was facing a prehistoric behemoth.

An old but powerful aura emanated from the hall. "Are you serious?"

Although it was a questioning tone, Han Zhan was sure that if he said "Don't take it seriously" or "I'm just kidding", or some other similar answers, Emperor Rong would definitely pinch him to death like a manic beast.

They have already seen what kind of character Rong Ao has.

How could Rong Ao's grandfather's personality be any better than his?

Thinking of this, Han Luji hesitated for a moment and replied, "The divine punishment of Xiqi has been partially eliminated and is still being weakened."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and take a look. You will know the answer after you see it."

No matter how many explanations you give, nothing can be as convincing as facts.

Han Zhan's words made the old Rong Emperor slowly retract his body.

As he stepped back, the invisible feeling of oppression that had been overwhelming them disappeared, and the stone pressing on everyone's chest also disappeared.

"I believe what you are saying."

"Jiang Ziya and I are old rivals. We fought many times when we were young."

"He can rely on the small Xiqi and those ordinary people to fight against my Quanrong army. It is indeed extraordinary."

"But I didn't expect that after him, besides Shen Luo, there would be someone else who would succeed him and become an even more outstanding disciple."

"You are more capable than Shen Luo to be able to convince my grandson."

Faced with the sudden praise from Emperor Rong, Han Zhan was stunned for a moment.

Rong Ao beside him reminded with dissatisfaction: "Emperor Rong, please state my official title in front of outsiders."

"..."

Closer to home.

Rong Lie then explained to Emperor Rong the content and conditions of the transaction between him and Han Zhan.

The latter said noncommittally:
"Since you have a solution, the future of the Quanrong people is in your hands."

"As for the remuneration, it will be according to what Rong Lie has agreed with you."

"Although I, the Quanrong, do not have the four great treasures of ancestral temple arts, magic, skills, and strength, I also have treasures that can rival them."

"As long as it can solve the problem of divine punishment, you can choose it."

Emperor Rong said this but did not take out the two treasures.

Even if he praised Han Zhan, he probably didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that Han Zhan could really solve the problem of divine punishment.

Without further ado, after obtaining Emperor Rong's consent, Han Zhan and Bai Shang came to the altar at the back of the hall.

"What should we do next?" Han Zhan looked at his third senior sister Bai Shang beside him.

Using his telepathy to communicate with the gods is what Bai Shang is good at.

Leave professional matters to professionals.

Bai Shang nodded without refusing.

She slowly walked into the altar of the Quanrong, and then spoke to the Rong Emperor who was watching quietly at the side:

"I need to awaken the god so I can eavesdrop on his thoughts."

"There are many ways to awaken the gods. I am going to use the simplest way now, which requires the blood of the Lord of the Quanrong."

“It doesn’t take much. Just mark all nine pillars of the altar.”

After listening to this, Emperor Rong nodded.

He casually cut his palm and drew marks on the nine stone pillars according to Bai Shang's instructions.

Then, Bai Shang performed a special dance.

As her figure leaped, in the sky above her, the thick, indelible red color of the [Fire God] gradually dyed the entire sky.

[Fire God] was successfully awakened!

At the same time, a white light bloomed from Bai Shang's body and rose up, like a long "thread" connecting her with the [Fire God].

His heart is connected!
(End of this chapter)