Chapter 4246: Sacrifice (Fifth Update)

Chapter 4246: Chapter 4246: Sacrifice (Fifth Update)

If it was a one-on-one fight, Ye Chen, with the Ancestor of Dao Seal possessing him, could have killed in an instant.

But Feng Lie’s side had a full five people.

Five Primordial Origin Realm experts!

Even if their strength was suppressed down to the Primordial Origin Realm First Layer Heaven, they were still terrifyingly strong.

And they also carried the Ancestral Dragon Temple bloodline, their foundation far more refined than ordinary people.

Cooperating with the Heavenly Punishment Five Extremes Formation, they were simply lawless, defying heaven.

Even with the Ancestor of Dao Seal possessing him, Ye Chen still couldn’t kill them.

Boom!

The collision was violent.

Both sides were locked in a deadlock!

Watching from the side, Yan Kun only felt an overwhelming pressure crashing down on him again and again, forcing him to retreat step by step.

He was completely stunned. Ye Chen, with a Holy Ancestor Realm body, was actually fighting Feng Lie and the others to a draw.

This was simply inconceivable!

Though behind this stood the possession of the Ancestor of Dao Seal, the key factor was Ye Chen’s will!

It was because of his unyielding will that he could withstand the pressure of five Primordial Origin experts.

Outside Dragon Annihilation Cliff, Xue Qiye’s disciple also saw Feng Lie and the others transform into dragons, confronting Ye Chen.

She lowered her head and glanced at the brand in her palm. For some reason, her heart suddenly twisted in pain, and she actually found herself worrying about Ye Chen’s safety.

"Damn it, my head hurts again. Why should I care whether that guy lives or dies?"

Xue Qiye’s disciple pressed her head, feeling a faint ache, inner turmoil surging up.

But very soon, killing intent surfaced in her eyes. She forcibly crushed down all those struggling ripples, restoring herself to cold ruthlessness.

Rumble!

At that moment, the mountaintop of Dragon Annihilation Cliff erupted with a heaven-shaking fluctuation.

The seal on the summit was completely shattered.

Everyone could clearly see that on an altar paved with white bones, a divine dragon seemingly forged from fresh blood was silently coiled, its entire body ceaselessly radiating vast Divine Might.

It was the blood dragon!

The Dragon Ancestor Ceremony had reached its final juncture.

His True Body in dragon form had finally manifested. The Emperor Dragon Ball on his brow was continuously bursting with dazzling divine light.

Beside the altar stood an elder whose vitality had withered to the extreme.

This was the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon!

At the end of the ceremony, he had already poured all of his level of cultivation into the blood dragon.

Transferring flowers and grafting wood, the crown infusion was complete!

"My mission is finished. What comes next depends on your nomological powers."

The Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon smiled faintly. His oil was spent, his lamp extinguished. In his weakness, he could no longer maintain even his dragon body; his life had reached its final point.

In the end, he closed his eyes and completely lost all vitality.

"Senior Dragon Ancestor!"

The blood dragon bellowed, but received no response.

The Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon had passed his level of cultivation down to him; he himself was destined to fall. This was Samsara of Destiny, impossible to evade.

In this world, it is hard to have both sides.

Rumble!

Nine prohibition chains burst forth from the blood dragon’s body, binding him completely.

He had obtained the entire level of cultivation of the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon, but it was impossible to merge all of it in one go.

The Ancestor Dragon’s level of cultivation was too vast. If he tried to fuse it instantly, the only outcome would be body explosion and death.

Therefore, the Ancestor Dragon’s level of cultivation was, in truth, in a sealed state.

Sealed by nine prohibition chains!

If the blood dragon wanted to truly inherit this level of cultivation, he could only rely on his own will and power to sever those chains one by one.

If he could not cut the rune chains, if his will could not break the seal, he would be locked on this altar for his entire lifetime, never escaping for all eternity.

"Break for me!"

The blood dragon roared furiously, eyes cracking, blood light surging over his body. The Emperor Dragon Ball unleashed a sky-swallowing Divine Radiance, constantly battering the rune chains shackling his entire body.

As long as he severed one chain—just one—that would be enough for him to gain the strength needed to shake off the altar’s shackles and leave this place.

Sever the chains, break the seal—this was precisely the final step of the Dragon Ancestor Ceremony!

The Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon had already fallen; this last step could only rely on the blood dragon himself.

Rumble, rumble!

As the blood dragon struggled, heaven and earth trembled, explosive torrents of blood-colored lightning erupting.

Countless Thunderbolts crashed down onto the blood dragon’s body, trying to grind apart the rune chains and shatter the seal.

But these nine rune chains were simply too solid. Even the Great Power of heaven and earth, even a Hongmeng Treasure, could not break them in an instant.

"No! The Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon’s inheritance has been seized by an outsider!"

Witnessing this scene, Feng Lie and the others were utterly shaken.

If the ceremony completed and the blood dragon shattered the seal, then everything was finished.

"Damn it! Hurry, stop him!"

Feng Lie gritted his teeth, his dragon body twisting as he tried to fly toward the summit.

Things had not yet reached the point of despair.

As long as they sabotaged the ceremony and made the blood dragon suffer backlash and be heavily wounded, he could still slay the dragon, draw its blood, and have a chance to take back the Ancient Immemorial Ancestor Dragon’s inheritance.

The four elders around him also understood how grave the situation was. They hurriedly followed Feng Lie, trying to break through Ye Chen’s defense line and destroy the ceremony.

"You want to get through—did you ask me first?"

Ye Chen bared his teeth in a grin. His palm suddenly slashed out, the Darkest Divine Vein opening, Dark Source Talisman quaking. In his palm, an Eternal Dark Night pressure seemed to gather, rolling as it enveloped Feng Lie and the others.

As this palm blasted forth, Ye Chen’s body even trembled slightly, clearly bearing an immense burden.

After all, the Ancestor of Dao Seal was only a shadowy divine soul. Its subsequent strength was lacking; to fight Feng Lie and the others to a stalemate was already a world-shaking feat.

Now that Feng Lie and the others were ignoring everything, intent only on sabotaging the ceremony, Ye Chen, even with insufficient follow-up strength, had to block them to the death.

The ceremony had reached the final juncture—no accidents could be allowed!

"Damn!"

Feng Lie and the others wore expressions of utter hatred, but under the suppression of Ye Chen’s dark palm, they could only turn back to defend, utterly unable to break free.

Rumble, rumble!

On the summit, the aura of the ceremony grew ever more intense.

The blood dragon’s dragon eyes were resolute. With heaven-defying will and strength, he was already on the verge of breaking the rune chains’ restraints.

"Brat, you forced me to this!"

Feng Lie gnashed his teeth. If they delayed any further, everything would be over.

"Immortal Trapping Demon Blade, be sacrificed for me!"

At the critical instant, Feng Lie roared, summoning the Immortal Trapping Demon Blade—and actually disregarded everything, directly offering it in sacrifice!

The Immortal Trapping Demon Blade’s prototype was the Immortal Trapping Sword, one of the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, a genuine Small Origin Weapon.

A Source Weapon already possessed a trace of the Source aura and was unimaginably precious.

But to stop the ceremony, Feng Lie no longer cared; he would even sacrifice a Small Origin Weapon.

Feng Lie’s eye sockets turned completely blood-red, seeming about to drip blood. His breathing grew incomparably heavy.

The Immortal Trapping Demon Blade possessed Source Qi; even heaven and earth did not dare accept a Source sacrifice. By forcibly offering it, Feng Lie first suffered backlash himself, his eyes splitting at the corners.

Ye Chen, Yan Kun, and the four elders, seeing Feng Lie’s crazed appearance, were all shocked, stunned in place.

Even Ye Chen had not expected Feng Lie to sacrifice a Source Weapon.

Crack!

At last, under Feng Lie’s frenzied will, the Immortal Trapping Demon Blade was completely sacrificed.

Whoosh!

A mass of terrifying Demon Origin aura wrapped around Feng Lie’s Dragon Claw.

The space around them, under the crushing of this Demon Origin aura, cracked and shattered with constant crunching sounds. Countless pitch-black fissures emerged as strands of mysterious demonic energy fluctuations gathered from the All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms.