Chapter 94 Fire Sacrifice Ceremony (1)

[16] Fire Sacrifice Ceremony

There are huge crowds of people on the Imperial Capital Square, and many people come to participate in every Magical Conference, either for the rich prizes, or for the titles given after the victory, or just to pass the battle of the Magical Conference. Train myself.

Yehuang and the others huddled among the crowd, looking at the center of the square from afar.

On the high platform in the center of the square, Huang Yansha of the Yanyue Empire stood there, and beside him were the four famous guards of the Yanyue Empire.

Yan Sha was only 28 years old, a young emperor, dressed in a flame-colored robe, showing the power of fire advocated by the Yanyue Empire.

On the first day of the magic guide conference, the fire sacrifice ceremony was always presided over by the emperor of Yanyue Kingdom himself.

It is a kind of obedience to the power of fire, but on the other hand, it also shows the people of the Yanyue Empire the power that belongs to the Emperor of the Yanyue.

As the emperor of the Yanyue Empire, he had to be strong in order to make more powerful people submit.

"The fire sacrifice ceremony begins." Although it was Qingyue's voice, it carried the domineering aura that belonged to the emperor. It was not strong, but it was impossible to ignore.

As the voice fell, a ball of flames suddenly sprang up from Yan Sha's body, and the fire-colored totem on his forehead slowly appeared, and the black hair at the end also turned into a flame color at this moment. It seemed to be a fire.

"Flame Totem, Flame Hair, Heaven Rank Demon Spiritualist." The people around were a little excited, looking at the man above the high position, their eyes sparkled with fire.

"It's so beautiful." Xi Luo who was beside Yehuang murmured.

"That's right, the first time I have come into contact with such a powerful person at such close range is the emperor of our Yanyue Empire." Xi Han's voice was also somewhat excited.

Although Xiyue and the others didn't say anything, their eyes were full of yearning and respect.

This is respect for the strong, not just because he is the emperor of the Yanyue Empire.

It was also the first time for Yehuang to see a sky-rank mage. There is another gap between the sky-rank and the ground-rank. Once he enters the sky-rank, he no longer needs to be afraid of being burned by flames. He can be regarded as a real flame incarnation.

Even though they were so far apart, that powerful force still came head-on.

Yehuang felt that his blood was also slightly excited by this powerful force.

This is the real magician.

"If you want to become a sky-level magician with the seal of fire, you have to accept the burning of the flame, and the flame enters your body. Only after you survive can you succeed, but if you don't survive, you will fall." Nagato Wuji looked at the person above the high position, Lightly speaking.

Ye Huang glanced at him sideways, but saw that there seemed to be a slight regret in his eyes, but that emotion flashed by, and when he looked again, he was still the head of the Longevity Sect who sometimes made mistakes.

Yehuang pondered for a while, but did not ask anything, but moved his gaze to the high platform again.

Yan Cha had already thrown the flames into the altar, and the flames soared into the sky, turning half of the sky red in an instant.

He jumped into the flames again, urging the magic power to manipulate the flames, and the flames began to dance in mid-air, as if they were alive, and the people below began to shout wildly, the sound was deafening.

Flame, the power of fire, is the pride and symbol of the Yanyue Empire.

But at this moment, Yehuang suddenly felt the thing in his sleeve vibrating, as if he was about to get out of the restraint.

It was an old porcelain piece she picked up from the market.

(End of this chapter)

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