Human Sacrifice 213: Chapter 218
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At the Summit of Mount Hua, the Rain Master Luo's divine prowess appeared like a fleeting flower. 0
 
Her strength surpassed that of her peers by a hundredfold, single-handedly battling numerous experts from the Yang Family, slicing through Nascent Soul Realm masters as if they were mere vegetables. Her One Sword Technique shocked the Daoist Sect, nearly bringing down Master Li Chang'an, and it was only when the leaders of the Three Supreme Sects intervened that she was forced off the cliff. 0
 
Severely injured and with her internal energy unstable, she fell into the abyss after being struck by the Three Swords. No one believed that Rain Master Luo could still be alive. 0
 
"Senior Sister!" cried an Emei Disciple. 0
 
Miao Shengnan closed her eyes, fists clenched tightly, while the Elders of Arched Eyebrows looked on with sorrowful expressions. They had watched Rain Master Luo grow to this point. 0
 
I lay at the edge of the cliff, watching helplessly as Rain Master Luo vanished into the Cloud Sea, my heart heavy with grief. 0
 
I stood up and turned to the leaders of the Five Major Sects, saying, "My cultivation has been crippled, my Golden Core taken, and you have also seized the Book of Life and Death. Now you have killed Rain Master Luo; you can take everything else as well." 0
 
Gathering starlight in my palm, a blue star appeared. The crowd gazed in awe as the Starlight Stone formed from the Martial Dao Classic flew over their heads. I tossed the Zhou Compass into the air as well. 0
 
The leaders of the Five Great Sects moved simultaneously to seize the Martial Dao Classic. Yang Xuanzong was a step ahead, capturing it in his hands. Nangong struck at Yang Xuanzong's chest with a palm, True Fire of Taiyi swirling around his arm as Dao Fire surged toward Yang Xuanzong. He retreated just in time, but a sudden flash of sword light slashed toward his arm, catching him off guard and severing it. 0
 
The Starlight Stone flew out as Nangong silently chanted an incantation, causing it to immediately fly into his hand. 0
 
"Nangong, Dongfang Jiu, are you trying to provoke a war?!" shouted a Yang Family Elder. 0
 
Yang Xuanzong summoned back his severed arm; Dao Qi surged wildly as he reattached it. Behind him, three elders chanted spells to heal him. 0
 
Nangong laughed heartily and said, "What if I provoke a war? If the Yinshan Yang Family wants to fight, I wouldn't mind turning this place to rubble!" 0
 
 
A dragon's roar echoed through the air as a hundred-meter-long dragon, radiating flames, emerged from the mountainside. This was the Coiling Dragon, nurtured by the Human Sacrifice in the Medicinal Valley during its time at Azure Cloud Mountain. 0
 
As the massive Coiling Dragon passed, everyone instinctively stepped back, their hair standing on end. A faint layer of scales shimmered on the dragon's body, resembling the trend of transformation into a true dragon. 0
 
The Coiling Dragon swam beside Nangong, its enormous eyes revealing a terrifying and profound gaze. Nangong leaped onto the dragon's head, his Crimson Fire Armor ablaze. 0
 
No one could have imagined that this hundred-meter-long Coiling Dragon was a creature raised by the Serpent Cult! 0
 
At this moment, Yang Family's Li Chang'an was severely injured, Yang Xuanzong, despite his high cultivation, was old and frail, and Elder Yang had been reduced to a mere shadow of himself after being slaughtered by Rain Master Luo. Seeing Nangong summon the Coiling Dragon so suddenly left them with no heart to fight. 0
 
Dongfang Jiu secretly retracted his sword finger, narrowing his eyes at the Starlight Stone in Nangong's hand, revealing a look of resentment. 0
 
Amidst the chaos, an elder from the Sword Pavilion snatched the Zhou Compass and respectfully handed it to Dongfang Jiu. Dongfang Jiu took the compass with a huff and tossed it to Dongfang Zhen. 0
 
Standing atop the Coiling Dragon, Nangong looked at Yang Xuanzong and said, "Now, hand over the Book of Life and Death!" 0
 
"Nangong, do you think finding a long serpent as your backing makes you invincible?" Li Chang'an coldly stared at Nangong Dao. 0
 
Nangong Dao replied, "I don't dare to claim invincibility. Killing you is as easy as blowing away dust; you are already at your last gasp. Why not exchange a few moves with Old Man? He has no fondness for your Yang Family." 0
 
Li Chang'an was furious but remained silent as he glanced at Yang Xuanzong. At that moment, a shadow emerged behind Yang Xuanzong. The shadow gradually revealed itself to be an old man dressed in black robes. 0
 
The face of the black-robed elder was obscured beneath his dark hood; no one could discern his appearance. A slight focus on him would induce dizziness and disorientation. 0
 
 
The old man in the black robe said, "I have no good feelings for you either." 0
 
With a wave of his sleeve, dark energy surged forth. Nangong threw a punch, and the dark energy struck the old man, who remained completely unfazed, letting out a strange and eerie laugh. 0
 
A hissing sound emerged as Coiling Dragon lunged at the old man. Suddenly, the old man transformed into black mist, enveloping Coiling Dragon and twisting it to the ground as it struggled. In the eyes of the onlookers, the mist coalesced, and the old man appeared before Nangong, striking down with a palm. 0
 
Nangong countered but stumbled back a few steps, his face pale with shock as he looked at the old man and asked, "Are you Yang Kaishan, the ancestor of the Yang Family?" 0
 
At this revelation, an uproar erupted among the crowd. Currently, without the Supreme present, all Five Great Sect Leaders were at the Mahayana Realm, making them the strongest in Daoist Sect. Once the Supreme appeared, they would crush all enemies. It was rumored that many years ago, the Five Great Supremes were also at Mahayana Realm. Now they had likely reached the final stage of Daoist Sect's Nine Major Realms—Tribulation Realm. 0
 
The old man in black chuckled and said, "The Book of Life and Death belongs to the Yang Family; you can take the Martial Dao Classic; the Zhou Compass belongs to Sword Pavilion. We each take what we need. I won't make things difficult for you." 0
 
"So you've already divided up the treasures?" I asked in a low voice as I looked at everyone. 0
 
"Keeping you around is useless; I might as well kill you!" Yang Peng suddenly charged out from the crowd and thrust his sword at me. 0
 
Dongfang Yuqing drew his Azure Sword and deflected Yang Peng's attack, kicking him aside. "You have no right to act recklessly here." 0
 
Wu and Huzi ran toward me from behind the crowd. I took out a brocade pouch from my pocket and handed it to Huzi. "This is something that Yaochi Saintess asked me to give to Guo the Blind before she passed away. If you see him, please deliver it for me." 0
 
"Why don't you just give it to him yourself?" Huzi replied. 0
 
Just then, Yang Xuanzong suddenly reached out and grabbed at me. The brocade pouch fell into his hands in an instant. He opened it to reveal an unremarkable-looking puppet inside. 0
 
 
Yang Xuanzong snorted, "You're just being mysterious." 0
 
He threw the puppet to the ground and then looked at me, saying, "You should take care of it yourself." 0
 
"Yang Hao is already a cripple; his Golden Core has been taken, and his Qi Sea has withered. He has given up all his treasures. Can't you spare him a life?" Five glared at Yang Xuanzong and questioned. 0
 
Yang Xuanzong coldly replied, "A traitor of the Yang Family deserves to be executed according to family rules." 0
 
The old man in black robes was likely the rumored Old Scholar Yang Kaishan of the Yang Family. With the Supreme presence there, the Yang Family held absolute authority, and even Nangong dared not speak out. 0
 
"I don't know if you are an ancestor of our clan, but if you dare to harm my son, unless you kill me first, don't blame me for disregarding kinship. I will make sure to eradicate the Yang Family!" Yang Sanqian, trapped in the Blood Flag Formation, declared. 0
 
"Hao, I'm sorry." Jiyao, also trapped among hundreds of Elders from major sects beside Yang Sanqian, said. 0
 
I replied, "There's nothing to apologize for; life and death are fated." 0
 
The old man in black looked at Yang Sanqian and Jiyao trapped in the formation and chuckled sinisterly. 0
 
I picked up the puppet that Yang Xuanzong had discarded. Yang Peng stepped on it, along with my hand beneath his foot. I lifted his foot away and wiped the puppet clean. Stumbling over to Huzi, I handed it to him. 0
 
"This puppet might have been sewn for Guo the Blind by his mother; it must be returned to him. I cannot go back on my word. Today, with the Underworld Sect present here, the Hua Shan Uprising began because of me and will also end because of me." 0
 
"Hao, what do you intend to do?" Huzi asked. 0
 
 
I clenched my fists, my internal energy surged violently, and the meridians within me shattered, the Qi Sea collapsing. 0
 
"No!" 0
 
"Why must you force Yang Hao to his death?" 0
 
I looked at the old man in black robes and the Five Great Sect Leaders, weakly saying, "Now, you can rest assured. Yunxi is dead, Rain Master Luo is dead, and I will be dead too. There is nothing left that can threaten you." 0
 
In front of thousands of Daoist Sect members, I fell backward off the cliff at the peak of Mount Hua, plunging into the abyss. Some cried, some laughed, and others sighed. 0
 
"The Unfeeling Earth treats all things as mere fodder; The Sage Is Unkind sees the common people as mere fodder. If there is a next life, I, Yang Hao, am willing to become a demon and slaughter all within the Daoist Sect, regardless of good or evil! All the consequences shall fall upon me alone!" 0
 
My words were like a curse from a demon, silencing everyone and chilling their hearts. 0
 
Yang Peng scoffed, "You overestimate yourself; you're already dead yet still spouting nonsense." 0
 
Jiyao wept. Yang Sanqian remained silent, while the Five Idiots stared blankly as I fell from the cliff. Huzi looked at Iron Bull's corpse, then at the puppet in his hands, murmuring as he gazed at the spot where I had fallen, "Why hasn't Grandpa come yet?" 0
 
"The Cultivator Traitor is dead, and each has gained their treasures. You may disperse now," Yang Xuanzong said. 0
 
"The Old Man hasn't arrived yet; how can we leave?" A voice called out from above. In the clouds, a golden figure appeared. 0
 
The golden figure was enormous and its exact form was unclear, yet it exuded an aura of mystery and unpredictability. 0
 
 
“Father, why did it take you so long to arrive?!” A young man shouted from the crowd, looking up at the figure in the clouds. 0
 
Huzi turned to the shouting youth, who was none other than Guo Huaiyi, someone he hadn’t seen in a long time. 0
 
“Guo Huaiyi, you’re still alive?” Huzi exclaimed, his eyes wide with surprise. 0
 
Guo Huaiyi chuckled and replied, “If both of you are still alive, how could I possibly be dead?” 0
 
“In that case, is that Guo the Blind?” Huzi asked as he gazed at the golden figure in the clouds. 0
 
“Please be polite; my father’s name is Guo Daozhen,” Guo Huaiyi corrected him. 0
 
The golden figure of Guo Daozhen looked down and asked, “Yang the Hero, what has happened to you?” 0
 
With a pointed gesture, a golden light symbol shot out, collapsing the Blood Flag that had trapped Yang Sanqian and his wife. The barrier shattered, causing hundreds of elder-level figures to spit blood. 0
 
The golden figure descended and landed before everyone. Zhang Ziling remarked, “You really are bold, directly descending with your Dao Body and Primordial Spirit. Aren’t you afraid of being killed?” 0
 
Guo Daozhen looked at Zhang Ziling and said, “I presume you are the Wudang Sect Leader, Zhang Ziling?” 0
 
“Indeed, that is correct,” Zhang Ziling replied. 0
 
Guo Daozhen continued, “If your master were here to say this, I might believe it. As for you, you haven’t earned that qualification yet.” 0
 
 
"Arrogant!" Zhang Ziling shouted angrily, his Dao Qi surging violently. Just as he was about to strike, Guo Daozhen's golden hand suddenly elongated, its five fingers piercing through Zhang Ziling's body like tentacles. 0
 
Zhang Ziling's breath faltered, and Guo Daozhen retracted his fingers without even glancing at him. 0
 
"Master!" Wudang Elder exclaimed in shock, drawing their swords in unison. 0
 
Zhang Ziling waved his hand to signal that he was fine, urging everyone not to act rashly. 0
 
Nangong's Coiling Dragon beneath him revealed a hint of fear in its eyes, taking a step back. Nangong furrowed his brow, recalling the encounter with this person at Azure Cloud Mountain. 0
 
Guo Daozhen walked straight up to the Yang Family, who appeared as if facing a formidable enemy. Their Primordial Spirits emerged, their attack power significantly heightened. The golden figure that had suddenly appeared radiated an aura that sent chills through everyone present. 0
 
"Who are you?" Yang Xuanzong asked. 0
 
The old man in black gestured for Yang Xuanzong to remain silent. Guo Daozhen approached the black-robed elder and bowed respectfully, saying, "Master, it has been decades since we last met. I hope you are in good health." 0
 
 
 
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