Chapter 597: Blood Sacrifice on Luofu Heaven

The appearance of a vast, boundless land in the sky caused Furo's body to tremble, making him forget to control his divine abilities. Simultaneously, within the demon camp, every demon soldier looked up, their expressions blank as they gazed at the extraordinary phenomenon.

Not only them, but nearly all living beings across Taihuangtian—humans, demons, slaves, high-ranking gods and devils, even exotic beasts dwelling in mountains and seas, and tiny insects—at that moment, looked up. They watched the enormous planets descending from the heavens and the magnificent, boundless continent.

It was an indescribably shocking and magnificent spectacle, unlike anything they had witnessed in their entire lives!

The colossal planets hung so low they appeared almost within reach. The towering mountains on the land resembled drooping sharp cones, while the oceans on the continent shimmered like cerulean jewels.

Remarkably, despite being suspended above Taihuangtian, the water from its vast oceans did not spill or flow down into Taihuangtian.

Furo's body trembled, and he completely forgot about capturing Butcher, Qin Mu, and the others.

Qin Mu observed closely. The columns of light connecting the continent to Taihuangtian originated from towering altars. These altars were as imposing as mountains, faintly visible even when viewed from Taihuangtian.

Qin Mu exclaimed, "That's... Luofutian!"

His voice shattered the surrounding shock and silence, startling Butcher, Grandma Si, and the others. Cripple quickly inquired, "Mu'er, what kind of place is Luofutian?"

"It's the world of the demon race—the very world inhabited by these demons who invaded Taihuangtian."

Qin Mu pulled out his teleportation flags, swiftly planting them around the group. "I fell victim to Furo's ocular divine ability and was captured," he explained. "In his illusion, I became him and saw Luofutian. That world is essentially on the brink of destruction."

"Why would the demon race suddenly pull over Luofutian, their homeland? What are they planning?"

Grandma Si, quite perplexed, whispered, "Are they planning to have all demon beings invade Taihuangtian?"

Blind Man's gaze was profound. He shook his head. "Grandma, you can't see the details of Luofutian," he said. "It wasn't the demon race that moved it. There are still over twenty gods and devils on those altars; it must be their work. And they aren't merely moving Luofutian to Taihuangtian; they are..."

His voice trembled with excitement: "They are performing a blood sacrifice on Luofutian!"

"A blood sacrifice on Luofutian!"

Everyone was greatly alarmed. Just as they prepared to examine it more closely, Qin Mu activated the teleportation flags, which spun with a whoosh, sending them into the divine city.

The very moment Qin Mu activated the teleportation flags, a sudden commotion erupted in the demon camp as a true demon was ambushed!

A true dragon flew out from a young man's waist, striking the instant all the demons were distracted, gazing up at the sky. The divine dragon severely wounded the true demon, while the "demon youth" moved with eerie speed, appearing instantly behind the demon.

His divine abilities proved even more peculiar. After a series of dazzling attacks, the true demon was dismembered into eight pieces.

Chaos erupted in the demon camp. Before the many demon gods who had regained their senses could react, the "demon youth" produced a box. The box opened automatically, swallowing the dismembered demon god.

The "demon youth," carrying the box, ascended into the air atop the divine dragon, pursued frantically by numerous demon gods!

Simultaneously, light flickered within the divine city as a teleportation array materialized. Before those within the array could fully register their surroundings, Qin Mu had already reactivated the teleportation flags. The light, barely dimming, flared up again, sending them out of the city.

He activated the teleportation array repeatedly, managing to escape four or five hundred miles.

Qin Mu's magical power was depleted. He waved his sleeve, collecting the teleportation flags, and said, "I can only teleport us this far."

Fox Spirit chimed in, "I know why—Dragon Fatty is too heavy!"

The Dragon Qilin hung his head in shame.

Everyone hastily made their way toward Li City. Along the way, they strained their eyes to look at the sky, but still couldn't see clearly.

However, through Blind Man's eyes, Luofutian's land, mountains, rivers, lakes, and oceans were visible, all in the process of collapse. Mountains crumbled, oceans evaporated, and Luofutian's rivers writhed and struggled in mid-air like twisted snakes.

This was an absolutely terrifying sight!

The blood sacrifice of an entire world evoked feelings that were both grand and desolate.

Then, from the sky, they heard a loud, prolonged sound, like the mournful cry of a great whale in the ocean. It resembled the lament of another dying world, and though it lacked human emotion, it inexplicably moved them to tears.

Even though it was the world of the demon race, every world is a mother to its inhabitants. Hearing a mother's dying lament couldn't help but evoke a sense of shared pain.

"Luofutian wasn't actually pulled closer,"

Grandma Si suddenly realized, and as they raced toward Li City, she murmured, "Luofutian is still in its original location. It's actually the power of this blood sacrifice that has opened up the space between Luofutian and Taihuangtian, making Luofutian appear as if it's directly above us."

Furo's heart turned cold. He gazed up at Luofutian, the world that had nurtured him, paying no attention to Qin Mu's escape or Xing'an's disruptive attack on the true demon in the demon camp.

The demon race's Luofutian was transforming into pure energy through the blood sacrifice, flowing towards Taihuangtian.

The Woodcutter Saint had succeeded.

Being exceptionally intelligent, he naturally understood who was behind this.

The Woodcutter Saint had disappeared for some time after the gambling match in Li City and hadn't been seen since. It was probable he intended to undermine the demons by infiltrating their stronghold, Luofutian, to establish the altars required for the blood sacrifice.

And now, the Woodcutter Saint possessed the means to perform the blood sacrifice of Luofutian!

Lu Li, however, was unfazed; destroying worlds was commonplace for her. In Youdu, countless destroyed worlds formed Tubo's Nine-Bend Horn, where innumerable lingering souls wailed and roared in those desolate, dark realms.

"Capturing that boy named Qin is the priority!"

She made a decisive move, striding in the direction Qin Mu and the others had teleported. At that very moment, the blood sacrifice of Luofutian, which was engulfed in destruction in the sky, suddenly ceased. A voice then resonated from another world: "Furo, do you desire a ceasefire, or do you wish for Luofutian to be annihilated?"

Lu Li sensed trouble. She turned to Furo, whose three faces remained expressionless. One face then lifted, directly confronting Luofutian. After a moment, Furo's booming voice rang out: "Heavenly Master, I shall make a pact with you for a temporary ceasefire! Both our sides will forge peace. My demon race and the gods and devils of Taihuangtian will divide the world: my demon race will occupy half of Taihuangtian's territory, and the other half will be yours. You will oversee Luofutian, holding leverage over my demon race, and thus you can rest assured."

"Agreed!"

The sky ripped open, and a colossal face belonging to the Woodcutter appeared. Only the face was visible, not even his ears. It materialized abruptly in the sky, looking down at Furo below, its voice rumbling like thunder: "Will you swear an oath to Tubo?"

Furo solemnly replied, "I swear an oath to Tubo!"

Butcher, Blind Man, and the others, who were frantically rushing towards Li City, also witnessed this scene and overheard the conversation between the Woodcutter Saint and Furo. Grandma Si shook her head. "Who is this silly old man?" she scoffed. "So foolish, daring to swear an oath to Tubo with the Demon King? He should be careful, Furo might trick him out of his very underwear!"

The residents of Crippled Village nodded in agreement.

Qin Mu cautiously interjected, "Grandma, doesn't that face in the sky bear a resemblance to the Woodcutter Saint from our Sacred Arrival Mountain mural?"

Grandma Si scrutinized it, then shivered. Could that face be none other than the Woodcutter Saint?

"Ah, so it's the Saint."

Grandma Si smiled, looking very charming, and chuckled, "Then he won't be at a disadvantage by swearing an oath to Tubo with Furo. The Heavenly Saint Sect has so many cunning individuals, all of whom learned their deceit and guile from the Great Demon Sutra. But when it comes to cunning, this Saint is the true ancestor."

Her smile left everyone's minds blank, and they involuntarily and selectively forgot that Grandma Si had just called the Woodcutter Saint a foolish old man.

Lu Li's eyes flickered. She looked into the distance, about to stride forward and pursue Qin Mu, when Furo suddenly stated calmly, "Friend Lu Li, this concerns the very survival of my Luofutian, so it would be best for you not to act rashly."

Lu Li's brows furrowed slightly. It was a rare opportunity, and she longed to seize it to capture Qin Mu and the others. However, she was deeply wary of the face in the sky. If she were to forcefully intervene, Furo, even under coercion, might also attack her. She had no choice but to exercise patience for now.

"Rest assured, I promised I would hand this boy over to you, and I will not break my word," Furo affirmed.

Lu Li chuckled, "If you dare to break your word, then I might just help Taihuangtian eradicate your demon race."

Furo shook his head. "You won't," he said. "The Heavenly Master originates from Kaihuang's Celestial Court. Your deep-seated enmity with them far outweighs your hatred for the demon race; it's utterly irreconcilable."

Lu Li glanced in the direction Qin Mu and the others had fled, then held back. She wasn't afraid of Furo or the Woodcutter Saint, but if both were to attack her simultaneously, she wouldn't fare well.

"However, what I promised you, I will certainly fulfill."

Furo's primary face was engaged in signing the Tubo pact with the face in the sky, while his left face turned to Lu Li. "He has already fallen victim to my divine ability," he stated. "Whether he looks into a mirror or at a water surface, he will fall under my control."

Only then did Lu Li relax, smiling, "I truly admire your spatial abilities."

Qi Jiuyi frowned slightly. "Then, Military Commissioner," he began, "our agreement..."

Lu Li offered him a sickeningly sweet and overtly seductive smile. "Whether I lend Qin Mu to you depends entirely on your intentions," she said in a coarse voice. "Young Master Qi, while you are a distinguished figure from the Celestial Court, the heavens are vast and the emperor is far away. Even His Majesty finds it difficult to fully control a military commissioner who governs their own territory, doesn't he?"

Qi Jiuyi remained impassive. "I understand," he said. "Once Qin Mu is captured, lend him to me, and I will ensure you are well rewarded."

Finally, Qin Mu and the others reached Li City, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Li City was already teeming with troops. Imperial Preceptor Yan Kang, True God Pang Yu, and others were holding the line. Seeing their safe arrival, everyone felt relieved.

Apothecary took out a mirror to tidy his appearance, ensuring he maintained his image.

Qin Mu leaned in for a look, and his face instantly changed. His eyes stared fixedly at the mirror's surface, where Furo was walking toward him.

Apothecary happened to put the mirror away, smiling as he said, "Mu'er, you have no fewer mirrors than I do. Why bother borrowing mine?"

Qin Mu shook his head, exclaiming, "Grandma, I've fallen for it again!"

He recounted what he had seen and how Furo had abducted him previously. The residents of Crippled Village all showed disdain. Cripple sneered, "Mu'er, to stumble in the same spot twice, you've truly failed our teachings!"

Blind Man nodded. "I always said Mu'er was too young and too naive!" he commented.

Apothecary sighed. "Indeed," he mused, "the old ghost Village Chief always used to mutter that Mu'er was still naive and too afraid of being taken advantage of. And now, it has truly come to pass—he's been fooled by the same trick twice!"

Cold sweat streamed down Qin Mu's forehead. "Stop with the sarcasm," he pleaded, "What should I do?"