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

Chapter 897: Sacrifice Completed
There was silence all around the altar.

There was only a slight sound of breathing, proving that this place was not absolutely still.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Bai Shang's face gradually began to turn pale and lose its blood color.

It is not an easy task to read other people's minds, especially when the other person is a high and mighty god.

Speculating the likes and dislikes of the gods is not something that mortals should be able to explore.

Suddenly, Bai Shang abruptly broke off contact with the [Fire God] and fell to the ground with a weak breath.

"Quick, help me!"

Bai Shang looked at Han Zhan anxiously and exclaimed.

Without her reminder, Han Zhan also saw the flames spreading down from the sky!
The flame was of the purest red color. It came from the [God of Fire]. Even from such a long distance, one could still feel its terrifyingly high temperature.

It was burning downwards along the white thread that had just connected him to his heart!

Even though Bai Shang had cut off the connection immediately, the flames showed no sign of stopping.

It goes from top to bottom at an extremely fast speed.

In the entire scene, there were only two people who were able to react!

One of them was the old ruler of the Quanrong, Emperor Rong.

Although his aura was close to that of decay and the smell of death occasionally leaked out, he was indeed the strongest among all the people present.

That is what is called, the person who keeps the peace.

Looking at the flames hanging upside down, the old Emperor Rong moved.

No one could see when he made the move.

In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-long black knife appeared in the hands of the old Rong Emperor.

The black knife is straight, with only a curve at the head, about three fists wide.

This length-to-width ratio made the whole sword look slender and heavy. The old Rong Emperor held it in his hand, as if he was about to draw the sword and cut with it.

As he grasped the hilt of the knife,
The whole person's aura suddenly changed drastically.

boom!
The old Rong Emperor attacked fiercely, and a blade of energy swept across the sky.

The sword energy was earth-shattering, and wherever it passed, the space shattered like a broken mirror!

The wind pressure that was suddenly squeezed into a line also made a painful wail.

The sword energy that spanned the sky powerfully cut through the line of flames, leaving an indelible mark on the sky!

But after he swung the knife, his aura became weak again, and he even looked much older than the first time I saw him.

There was also no sign of the long sword being sheathed, and the old Emperor Rong no longer had the sword in his hand.

He was long past the age for wielding a knife.

In particular, this black knife was specially made for him when he was young.

Every time he used the black knife, it was an irreversible consumption for him, and what he consumed was his limited life!

But he had reasons to resort to knife-wielding.

That fire is the fire of the gods. Once it falls, it can destroy the world.

The entire central area of ​​​​Quanrong will be burned to ashes by the flames.

This knife cut off the follow-up of the Heavenly Fire. With only a short line of fire, the old Emperor Rong reduced the danger to a controllable range.

But there is still a line of fire falling rapidly.

Although this piece of God's fire cannot burn the world to death, it is more than enough to burn to death those disrespectful people who dare to blaspheme God.

At this time, the second person who reacted moved.

Han Zhan took a step forward.

Under his feet, silver ripples spread out in both directions.

The light of the Zhou Tian method enveloped the altar, and silver lotuses grew out of nowhere, swaying gracefully.

"Go!" Han Zhan shouted lightly.

Those silver lotuses were like silver particles blown away by the wind, dissipating little by little, and then turned into a silver sword.

He raised his hand, and the long sword flew back into his hand and was held tightly.

Even if one does not have the talent, the sword skills acquired in one's bones will not be forgotten because of the seal.

The aura that Han Zhan exuded when he grabbed the long sword was not weaker than the aura that the old Rong Emperor had just released with his sword!
When the old Emperor Rong saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a light "Huh".

He narrowed his eyes slightly and took a closer look. Indeed, he did not see any signs of "skill" or "strength" in this young man named Jifa.

Without these two skills, one can still create such a powerful sword.

It was like a talented swordsman who had been immersed in the way of the sword for a hundred years.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a scene in his life, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

In the Korean War shown in the picture, the second step has already been taken.

He held a long sword in his hand and went upwards. Thousands of silver starlights converged on this sword and collided with the divine fire falling from the sky!
Boom!
The dull sound of impact made everyone's heart tremble violently.

The aftermath of the collision rushed all around, even causing Rong Lie, Rong Ao and others to subconsciously raise their hands, shield their eyes, and take a few steps back.

When the aftermath faded, Han Zhan and Bai Shang appeared on the altar.

Blocked!
"It's the power of the starlight stone." The old Emperor Rong's eyes were vicious. The moment Han Zhan condensed the starlight into a sword, he understood his method.

A means to counter the fire of the gods,
The most effective one should be the power of starlight.

This is also power from the gods, and its effect has been verified in previous gambling fights.

Han Zhan looked at Bai Shang who was safe and sound below and let out a breath.

"It's safe."

Bai Shang nodded palely, and then explained:
“I didn’t expect it to be successful in one go.”

"That time in Xiqi, I used my telepathy three times in a row before I was able to hear what the Sun God was thinking."

Because [Fire God] succeeded in one try,
That's why Bai Shang acted so flustered when she suffered backlash.

Fortunately, with the help of Emperor Rong and Han Zhan, no major problems occurred.

Han Zhan nodded slightly and asked, "You succeeded. In other words, you heard what the [Fire God] was thinking?"

His question made the whole surroundings quiet again.

Under the gaze of everyone else, Bai Shang nodded.

"Yes, I have heard the voice of the Fire God."

"His favorite food is cattle."

"Cows?" Han Zhan repeated, "But the Quanrong didn't raise cattle."

Yes, the Quanrong had no cattle.

The only food for the Quanrong were the offerings to the gods that Han Zhan and his men transported from Xiqi.

But there were not enough cattle in those sacrifices to the gods.

"Then let's go back and transport it again?" Rong Lie said impatiently, "It will only take a few days to go back and forth to Xiqi, just in time for the next sacrifice."

After Rong Lie finished speaking, he looked at the most powerful person in Quanrong, the old Rong Emperor.

Seems like she's waiting for him to speak.

The old Rong Emperor pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's do this. Send someone back to Xiqi to prepare enough sacrificial cattle and transport them here."

"I'll go back." Bai Shang took over the conversation.

She turned her head to look at Han Zhan and said, "Jifa, you stay here so that Emperor Rong can fulfill his promise. When I return with the sacrifice, I will come forward to complete the final sacrificial ceremony."

Bai Shang's arrangement just happened to meet their respective needs at the beginning.

Han Zhan had no objection to this and nodded.

(End of this chapter)