Chapter 1004: Chapter 1002: She Is Acting Strange
The scarlet blood mirrored in the sky looked exceedingly eerie, the pungent smell of blood wafting for untold miles.
The hidden Human Clan cultivators, upon seeing this sight, fell silent, slightly opening their mouths, a pang of bitterness at the tip of their noses.
The mass of figures all belonged to the Human Clan.
They were captured here by the Divine Clan, imprisoned within the Array, their blood drained to create gods, such methods were merely a fraction of the Divine Clan’s atrocities against the Human Clan.
In the annals of Human Clan history, such massacres were countless!
Mo Lai was deeply moved, for he had experienced it.
Young An was still a child, and when the Blood Sacrifice Array truly broke, she could barely look at the scene, covering her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably until she heard someone calling out for the Human Emperor.
She couldn’t help but think of her father.
A group of desperate Humans waited in the darkness for the Human Emperor’s action, their longing was so intense.
"Was that bird sent by the Human Emperor?"
"It should be!"
"Where is the Emperor?"
"Don’t be afraid, the Emperor is on his way." They all raised their heads, straining to see.
Their blood-red stained eyes, hollow, weary, and murky, devoid of color except for a small glimmer of hope.
A dozen powerful Sword Saints retreated to their respective areas, silently lying in wait.
Because they knew well, the Array was merely broken, there were still many Divine Clan strongmen in the Human Ancestral Land, they must stay vigilant at all times.
Xu Youbei trembled as he spoke: "Father, have we survived?"
Below, there was no longer an answer.
The Scarlet Swordsman walked towards him, gently answering, "Survived."
"Is the Emperor also here?" he asked again.
"On his way."
"Who are you?"
"A passerby."
"Where is my father?"
"..."
The Scarlet Swordsman fell silent, glancing at the sea of blood, the man had exhausted everything, becoming a desiccated skeleton.
Moreover, among the hundreds of thousands in the Blood Sacrifice Array, perhaps only a scant few thousand could persist to now, the rest had all perished.
It was a terrifying sight.
Among the few thousand, each was gaunt, their blood depleted, their Life Origin nearly dried up, even if they left, survival seemed unlikely.
"Find a chance to take him away from here." A Sword Saint transmitted his voice.
"No rush, let’s first observe the situation." The Scarlet Swordsman replied.
Outside the giant pit, there was only one figure.
It was Mo Lai, who looked downwards, feeling a heaviness in his heart.
Then along came little An, gagging as she observed, her petite nose twitching, uttering in a barely audible voice: "They’re so miserable."
"I’ve witnessed such scenes before." Mo Lai tried to control his emotions.
"Like this?" she asked.
"Yes!"
"Do the Divine Clan have no heart?"
"I don’t know!"
"What should I do?"
"You are the Emperor Son, you should comfort them." Mo Lai opened his eyes, silently adding in his heart: "It is your destiny."
Comfort!
Little An took a deep breath, slowly calming herself, trying to subconsciously accept this scene, though she still felt uncomfortable, even wanting to vomit, but as Mo Lai said, she was the Emperor Son.
The strongest Emperor Son in history.
She scanned the bottom of the Blood Sacrifice Array, clearly seeing the horrifying seas of blood, their skeletons even floated above, a gaunt group of Human Clan stood trembling, as if they might collapse the next moment.
Some attempted to climb out, but were too weak, they stumbled after a few steps, ultimately sinking back into the sea of blood.
Even those who had just called out for the Human Emperor gradually fell silent.
A dead silence.
At that moment, An was deeply moved, opening her mouth then closing it again, not knowing what to say.
A few hundred eyes quietly watched her, including over a dozen Sword Saints, who, sensing the fluctuation in An’s aura, were greatly disappointed.
Is there truly no one left in the Ancestral Land?
They felt desolate.
If they left with "Immortality", it would likely resonate with heaven and earth, at that time, Immortality would be exposed.
With just their strength, they could withstand the Divine Clan momentarily, but over time, it would be a huge problem.
If the Ancestral Land is empty, or if the Human Emperor is not here, what path would they take?
Wait!
Suddenly, a Sword Saint noticed Wu Shang behind them, his heart jolting, quickly transmitting to the Scarlet Swordsman.
The latter noticed too, remaining silent.
Could it be? Humans within the Ancestral Land have already betrayed the Human Clan?
Why was there a strong Divine Clan here?
"Is anyone able to move?" Little An asked softly.
But no one below responded.
She sighed inwardly, leaped into the bottom of the Blood Sacrifice Array.
The stench of blood here was terrifying, nearly palpable, so dense that it suffocated her, and everywhere lay bones.
What she saw from above differed dramatically from what she witnessed now!
Little An immediately vomited.
Mo Lai spoke suddenly: "If you want to die, go ahead and leave."
Fuck!
Wu Shang was infuriated.
"Before the Emperor Son speaks, no one leaves here." Mo Lai coldly said, glancing sideways.
"Are you out of your mind?" Wu Shang coldly replied, "Is a little girl you think can make this young lord afraid?"
"Want to try?" Mo Lai’s eyes flashed with a cold light.
"..."
Wu Shang shut up; arguing is fine, true combat, better skip it!
Not because the person in front was overwhelmingly strong, but the old yellow ox always had him in sight.
But Wu Shang had a premonition, if he didn’t escape now, once they react, they’d surely tear him apart.
Must escape.
Then notify the other three of the Divine Clan to activate the Blood Sacrifice Array.
This was his last chance.
Below!
Little An vomited again, unbearably, yet she still gritted her teeth and didn’t go back, instead retrieving Spirit Pills.
Fortunately, her family had wealth!
"What is your name?" She approached a blood-soaked person, managing slightly to control herself, though her voice still trembled uncontrollably.
Not out of fear, but of anger.
The closer to the truth, the angrier she became.
She began to understand Mo Lai’s feelings, the Emperor Son’s life was filled with endless sorrow.
Perhaps he had come through this way back then?
The blood-soaked person was frail, emaciated, the face indistinguishable, neither male nor female discernible, only two deeply hollowed eyes, staring at little An.
Then he shakily grabbed the Spirit Pill.
Little An asked again: "What is your name?"
"Shangguan Gongqing..." he weakly replied.
A very ordinary name.
"Welcome to the Human Ancestral Land." Little An smiled, then moved to the next blood-soaked person, this time, she didn’t ask.
Time was running out.
Every second someone died, she must save people as quickly as possible.
But the Blood Sacrifice Array was too large, hundreds of thousands of Human Clan spread here, not everyone could respond, she still needed to check one by one.
Such back and forth wasted much time.
At this point, several figures jumped in, they were spectator Humans nearby.
Little An was momentarily startled, then smiled, pulling out Spatial Bags and tossing them over: "Inspect carefully."
They nodded silently.
A few minutes later, over a dozen Human Clan cultivators jumped down.
Little An still gave them Spirit Pills, then directed them to different directions.
"This Human Clan little girl is not right." A Sword Saint transmitted in secret: "She has no aura fluctuations, just a normal person, yet carries so many Spirit Pills."
"Those people all obey her orders."
"Surely, this person’s origin is unusual."
"Above there’s a powerful one too, guarding..." A Sword Saint looked up at Mo Lai: "It’s him, the one who tore open the corner of the Array."
"He’s powerful."
"Wait a bit longer..." The Scarlet Swordsman gave the command.
