Mu Zhao was the direct descendant of the Dragon Emperor Palace.
Although he was not the direct descendant, his bloodline was much thinner than that of King Dalong Of Zhao and Princess Long. He could not participate in the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice, but he was still qualified to enter the Crystal Glazed Pagoda.
Now that King Dalong Of Zhao was seriously ill and unconscious, Long Po and Princess Long were busy with the sacrifice, the Dragon Emperor Palace had become Mu Zhao's world. Naturally, no one stopped him.
Princess Long was busy suppressing the Dragon's Blood. She had never liked this uncle and knew his ambition. At this time, she was even more impatient. She frowned and said, "Second Uncle, the sacrifice is urgent. No matter what, wait until the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice is over."
Mu Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you even want to see your father for the last time?"
"What?"
Princess Long was in a daze. The Dragon's Blood Eye in the sacrificial array suddenly shook. The entire Crystal Glazed Pagoda made a thumping sound. The wind chimes hanging on the eaves shook, and the crisp sound was like shattering.
The Dragon's Blood Sacrifice was very delicate. As long as there was a slight change, it could cause the boiling Dragon's Blood to recoil.
Princess Long quickly calmed herself down and used the power of the array. The statues carved on the four walls of the Crystal Glazed Pagoda turned solid, barely suppressing the impact of the Dragon's Blood.
"Father … How is father?"
Princess Long pressed down with both hands. Her face was ashen and her forehead was sweating. She knew that this was a critical moment, but she couldn't ignore her father's life and death.
"Just now, when the Dragon's Blood shook, your father regained consciousness for a moment …" Mu Zhao lowered his head and said in a painful tone, "But he is like a lamp without oil. I'm afraid … he won't be able to hold on for long."
He looked at Princess Long. "Before my brother dies, he only wants to see you once. There's also something important that concerns the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor Palace, so I must tell you personally."
If anything were to happen to King Dalong Of Zhao, the Princess Long would naturally inherit the throne. There were indeed many secrets in the inheritance that had to be told.
But … now was a time of life and death for the Dragon Emperor Palace. How could Princess Long leave?
She bit down hard on her lower lip as tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably. Her body trembled like a willow branch in the wind. The mental and physical pain of crying was almost unbearable.
After all, Princess Long was just a young girl who had never seen the wind and rain.
In the past, her father had sheltered her from the wind and rain.
This Dragonblood Sacrifice was practically the first true test she had ever encountered.
— — And this test was too harsh for her.
Before the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice, Princess Long had always held on to the hope that as long as the sacrifice ceremony could be carried out smoothly, the boiling Dragon's Blood would be suppressed, and the Dragon Emperor Palace's great calamity would be averted. Her father's illness would also be cured.
This kind of hope supported her, allowing her to focus on the preparations for the sacrifice.
But now, at the most critical moment, someone suddenly told her that her father was going to die?
Even if the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice was successful and resolved the five hundred year calamity of the Dragons, it still couldn't save her father's life?
Princess Long was at a loss. She didn't know what to do.
"I … I can't leave …"
She muttered to herself. The Dragon's Blood was burning. She was the key to the sacrifice, and was relying on her to suppress the Dragon's Blood into the river.
She really couldn't leave.
"If it's just a few words, I think I can probably hold on for you for a while."
Mu Zhao volunteered.
He lowered his head, wiping his tears and sighed: "Big brother has always wanted to see you with his last breath. If you don't go, I'm afraid he won't be able to rest in peace. "
"Second Uncle, you?"
Princess Long's first reaction was doubt.
In the Dragon Emperor Palace, the ones with the purest bloodlines were naturally Long Po, King Dalong Of Zhao, and Princess Long. Long Po was already old, and King Dalong Of Zhao was still unconscious, so the position of Head of Sacrifice fell to Princess Long.
— — Mu Zhao was a member of the royal family, so the purity of his bloodline couldn't be too bad. He was still far from Princess Long's level, but if it was just for a while, he could still hold on.
But …
Mu Zhao's actions after the Dragon King fell ill were clear for all to see. His ambition was well known, so of course Princess Long would doubt his motives.
Mu Zhao saw her hesitation and bitterly smiled: "I knew that niece wouldn't believe me, but this matter concerns the survival of the Dragon Emperor Palace. Even if I had some other thoughts, would I dare to be perfunctory on such a big matter? "
When the nest is overturned, no egg will remain unharmed.
If the Dragon Emperor Palace was destroyed, Mu Zhao's ambition would become rootless duckweed. As long as he had the slightest bit of brain, he wouldn't play any tricks on the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice.
This was a reason that could convince Princess Long.
"… If niece still doesn't believe me, then I can only show you my sincerity first."
Mu Zhao coldly smiled, then suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into his heart.
Poof!
Blood gushed out from his heart and sprinkled into the Dragon's Blood Sacrifice Array, then like a burning flame, it exploded in the air.
"This is … the Draining Blood Technique!"
Princess Long was stunned — — at this point, she had no choice but to trust Mu Zhao.
Releasing the Dragon's Blood in one's heart could temporarily increase the density of Dragons' blood, but after a while, one would be weakened and seriously injured. If the Draining Blood Technique was used for too long, it could even lose the activity of the Dragon's Blood, causing the original Dragons' blood to become ordinary humans!
Mu Zhao's action could be said to be a sacrifice!
Could it be that he really didn't care about his own life for the sake of the Dragon Emperor Palace?
If so, even if he had the ambition to replace the Dragon Emperor, he couldn't be considered an evil person!
"Second Uncle, why do you have to do this?"
Princess Long let out a long sigh. In front of her blood relatives, she felt a little ashamed.
"I trust you."
She stood up and slowly walked down the stairs, leaving the center of the altar, and reached out to support Mu Zhao.
"I'll have to trouble Second Uncle to suppress this place for a while, I'll be back soon."
Princess Long's tone was as calm as possible, but thinking of her father's safety, she couldn't help but choke up.
Mu Zhao's eyes flashed with ecstasy. He rushed forward a few steps, climbed up the altar, and heavily pressed his blood-stained hands on the array pattern on the ground!
Chi!
The Dragon's Blood responded enthusiastically, and another wave of impact came, causing the Crystal Glazed Pagoda to shake violently.
Under the impact, the wind chimes on the eaves could no longer maintain their shape. With a bang, they shattered, turning into blood-red dust, and scattered in the wind!
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