The number 731 Saintess was called Saintess Jinzhu. She fearfully led the ten people onto the battle platform and waited for the end of the challenge.
"Li Shiyi will fight on behalf of the Saintess!" The black-clothed youth walked to Zhao Yixin lifelessly and gently closed his eyes, waiting for the end of his life!
Zhao Yixin glanced at the black-clothed youth. She could feel the other party's will to die and a trace of unwillingness. However, she would not be merciful because of this. This was the cruel reality. The strong lived and the weak died!
Everyone in the field saw this scene. Many of them could feel the black-clothed youth's helplessness because they were also one of them. As long as their master needed them, they would die without any reservation!
Zhao Yixin gently exhaled. In order to finish this once and for all, it seemed that she had to consume more of her spiritual energy this time.
"You should be proud to die in my hands! However, I have a surprise for you today! " Zhao Yixin walked closer step by step. Her voice was very low but many people could still hear it. Especially Li Feng and the other ten people. At this moment, their hearts were thumping wildly. They felt as if they were being stared at by the God of Death and their lives would be taken in the next moment!
They were regretting. Why did they come to the Snowfall Palace to participate in the sacrificial ceremony? Why did they help this Saintess? At this moment, their intestines were green with regret! At this moment, they even wanted to escape at all costs!
When the black-clothed youth heard Zhao Yixin's words, his body trembled. He did not understand that he was about to die. What was there to be surprised about?
At this moment, his vision blurred and the beautiful young lady appeared in front of him. She didn't punch or kick him. Instead, she opened her mouth and spat a single word at him!
"Die!"
This word was like a divine thunder that exploded in his heart. He watched helplessly as his body exploded under the word "die". His head was blown up into the sky by a powerful force. His head rolled and he inadvertently saw that Prince Li Feng, the Saintess Jinzhu, and many people he did not know the names of had exploded into ten balls of flesh and blood!
He was stunned for a moment. He finally knew what the surprise the other party was talking about.
He looked at the other party gratefully and felt that he had suddenly become light. It was like lying in his mother's arms in his memory …
"You …" The old woman's face turned ugly when she saw this, but she didn't know what to say.
As if there was something dirty on his hands, Zhao Yixin gently clapped his hands and made a helpless expression at the old woman in the sky.
"Senior, I didn't expect this move to be so powerful. I didn't stop, so …"
The old woman was almost choked to death by her words. You didn't stop, I think you did it on purpose! However, she couldn't say that. Moreover, since she was so powerful, her true identity must be extraordinary. He didn't want to attract unnecessary trouble.
Besides, the one who died this time was only a Saintess who was ranked very low. It was not a big deal and was still within the acceptable range!
"Alright, I hope there won't be a next time! Moreover, you challenged a team that was weaker than you, so you didn't get any improvement! "The old woman's face darkened, and she reluctantly forgave him.
"Who told them to be so weak!" Before leaving, Zhao Yixin seemed to mumble inadvertently, almost causing the old woman to go berserk again.
Zhao Yixin smiled at Li Rushuang from the other teams. He meant, "Are you satisfied?"
Li Rushuang nodded tacitly. The Seventh Prince was a sore point for her. After getting rid of him, no one would bother her again.
At this time, the teams at the front were all relieved, especially the Glorious Saintess who was ranked first. She felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, and her whole body relaxed!
She looked at the remaining teams, and a confident smile appeared on her face.
Meanwhile, the other teams began their bloody challenges!
The top ten teams had reached a peak in terms of combat strength and cultivation. Although Potian was strong, he was only on par with them. The remaining three, Li Rushuang, Zhu Luan, and Qin Xingyu, were too far behind.
Zhao Yixin patiently explained some knowledge and insights to them as she watched the battles. At the same time, she asked them to simulate how they should react if they were on the other side of the battle.
After ten battles, everyone felt that their horizons and knowledge had greatly increased. Their combat strength had also increased.
They didn't care about the Saintess' ranking. They only knew that no one could shake the Glorious Saintess' number one position.
After seven days and seven nights of battle, everyone was a little tired. Under the old woman's arrangement, they started from number one, then number two, number three, number four, number five, number six, and so on and so forth. They stood under the altar.
Zhao Yixin and the others were in the third position in the ninth row. They were indeed a little far from the altar. It was no wonder that the Saintesses were trying their best to fight for it.
"Welcome, High Priestess!" The old woman descended from the sky and landed at the front. She bowed towards the altar from afar!
All the Saintesses hurriedly followed suit and bowed. Their melodious voices spread throughout the entire Sacrificial Hall.
A blurry figure suddenly appeared on the altar. She still didn't turn her head. She just bowed towards the top of the altar and kowtowed. At the same time, rays of silver light scattered from her body, illuminating the dim hall like cold moonlight.
An ancient incantation slowly sounded in the hall. At some point, twelve masked women appeared on the altar. They quietly sat cross-legged around the altar and began to chant an ancient incantation. It was as if they were summoning the existence of a certain space and time.
At this moment, the High Priestess slowly danced in the center of the altar. She was like a snowflake drifting in the air, giving off an illusory feeling.
Everyone was stunned by this dance, especially some of the men. Their eyes were dazed, as if they had lost their souls.
"Guard your minds. Otherwise, not only will you not get any benefits, you might even be sacrificed!" Zhao Yixin shouted in the hearts of the people around her.
They immediately woke up, and their eyes became clear.
Suddenly, a blinding light lit up at the top of the altar. It was as if a void door had been pushed open. An ethereal aura suddenly surged out from within and filled the entire hall.
"This is Immortal Qi!" Zhao Yixin breathed in this aura and her heart trembled.
This sacrificial ceremony had indeed opened a passage to the Immortal Realm. It seemed that the Snow Goddess still had some ability in the Immortal Realm. She was actually able to open a passage so quickly and transmit Immortal Qi.
If ordinary cultivators could undergo the baptism of Immortal Qi, not only their physical body, even their souls would be greatly improved. Unfortunately, Zhao Yixin could only watch helplessly.
Immortal Qi filled the entire hall. Everyone was immersed in the baptism of Immortal Qi and couldn't extricate themselves. However, a large number of people who were distracted seemed to have their souls sucked away. Their bodies tilted to the ground. Their flesh, blood, bones, and even skin gradually melted away in the Immortal Qi. In the end, only a pile of clothes was left on the ground.
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