Dominating Martial King

Chapter 2013: Chapter 656: Bloodline

The Profane God Stele was forged with Pangu’s remains as its core material. Using it as the focus for a Blood Burning Ritual is indeed the very top tier.

However, the Profane God Stele is also called the Source Sin Stele, recording the sins of the Pangu Bloodline, and it’s not something just anyone can touch.

Legend says that some Gods whose will is not firm will have their Primordial Spirit collapse in the instant they come into contact with the Profane God Stele, their divine bodies spontaneously combusting.

But for all the Human Clan powerhouses gathered here by Chu Xisheng, this is not a problem at all.

Among Human Clan’s Martial Cultivators, any who can step into First Grade—who among them does not have a powerful Primordial Spirit and a steadfast will?

If the Primordial Spirit isn’t strong and the will isn’t firm, it’s fundamentally impossible to break through the Sealing of All Gods—those eighteen layers of shackles, how could they possibly be undone relying solely on secret medicine!

As for those "sins of the Pangu Bloodline"——though the Human Clan claims to be descendants of Pangu, their survival is already so difficult now; who still has the mind to care about sins or no sins? Whether this stele blasphemes the Ancestor Gods or not?

Maybe it does blaspheme them—but that’s something to settle with the Gods who forged the Profane God Stele only after they themselves have gained enough strength.

Just before the Blood Burning Ritual was about to begin, Chu Yunyun finally walked out from the Central Palace Main Hall.

She still felt she had no face to meet people, yet she was unwilling to give up this chance to enhance her Bloodline Power, so in the end she forced herself to come out.

But the moment she stepped out, Chu Yunyun immediately felt regret.

She felt that all the gazes around her were cast toward her—some curious, some scrutinizing, and even more tinged with mockery.

Chu Yunyun very much wanted to turn back and flee into the hall.

Yet she still made a strenuous effort to steady herself.

Chu Yunyun assumed the bearing and authority of the Central Palace Master, feigning utter indifference to everyone’s eyes, her dignity towering, awe-inspiring and inviolate.

Just now, Chu Xisheng had come to persuade her, saying that as long as she herself didn’t feel awkward, then the ones who’d feel awkward would be everyone else.

When Chu Yunyun came to sit in front of the Profane God Stele, Lu Luanti also sat down beside her.

Chu Yunyun noticed this girl, from time to time sneaking glances at her face, eyes both curious and shy.

"What are you staring at me for? Do I have flowers on my face?"

Chu Yunyun’s tone carried a slight edge of discourtesy.

She was extremely sensitive right now, suspecting that this girl Lu Luanti was mocking her.

Lu Luanti’s face flushed even more brilliantly; she hurriedly turned her head to look at the Profane God Stele.

What she actually wanted to ask was: doing that kind of thing, is it really that comfortable?

Lu Luanti’s Eastern Palace was not far from the Central Palace, precisely one li in distance.

And during this trip to the Outer Domain, her potential had been vastly stimulated under crisis, her Five Senses and Spiritual Sense already surpassing mortal standards.

So that night, she was forced to eavesdrop at the wall for an entire night, and thus knew that Chu Yunyun must have been so excited and delighted that she lost all restraint.

In the end, Lu Luanti didn’t have the guts to ask such a suicidal question. She gave an awkward smile: "No, I was just worried about your injuries, Sister Yun. It’s been ten days straight without seeing you come out."

Chu Yunyun’s expression grew even colder.

She was even more convinced that Lu Luanti was being sarcastic.

Could this girl really not know how her injuries had come about?

But Chu Yunyun then drew a deep breath, calming her state of mind.

She’d watched this girl Lu Luanti grow up, and knew very well what kind of person she was.

Lu Luanti also realized that she’d misspoken, so she hurriedly shifted the topic: "Xisheng is so clever. With this net cast, from now on all the Human Clan’s heroes fall into his palm."

Today alone, there were twenty-four Super-grade Martial Cultivators joining the ritual.

Chu Yunyun slightly inclined her head: "When everyone adds branches, the fire burns high. Good!"

Chu Xisheng’s act of sharing the Profane God Stele with the entire Human Clan’s Martial Cultivators not only allowed the Dalv Dynasty to fully win the hearts of all Martial Artists, giving it the authority to issue orders to all Sects, noble clans, and numerous Super-grade Martial Cultivators across the land, it also dramatically raised the level of this Blood Burning Ritual.

The Blood Burning Ritual using the Profane God Stele as its core was no different in any way from the several Chu Yunyun had experienced before.

The only distinction was that this time the Array prepared was meticulously forged by the Dalv Master Group led by Luo Han Sect, and all kinds of materials used were the very finest. Several Divine Sects and Demon Sects held nothing back, sparing no effort and no cost, seeking only to push the effect of the Blood Burning Ritual to its utmost limit and develop the Bloodline Power within their bodies to the greatest extent.

When Luo Han Sect, who presided over the ritual, poured the blood of Si Chen Star Lord onto the Profane God Stele, all Martial Cultivators taking part in the ritual boiled over.

Even someone as temperamentally composed as Chen Nailuo couldn’t help straightening his spine, a blazing light appearing in his eyes.

Li Changsheng’s eyes likewise lit up; in the end he could only shake his head with boundless regret: "What a pity, what a pity~"

Chu Xisheng knew exactly what he meant and couldn’t help but laugh: "Sect Master is lamenting that too few people are participating, isn’t he?"

This Blood Burning Ritual still had a lot of redundancy built in; the number of participants could double again with no issue.

However, across the current Divine Continent, nearly all elite Martial Cultivators qualified to endure the Profane God Stele’s Divine Intent impact were already gathered here.

"This is a bit of a waste—but it’s something we can’t really help."

Li Changsheng turned his gaze toward him: "Next you still have to think of a way to wake those slumbering Super-grade experts in the True Sect Main Hall and Chan Sect Headquarters. Our clan’s Divine Army is too weak; the Stars headed by Beiluo Shimen remain anything but secure."

The point where the Human Clan is now weakest lies at Beiluo Shimen.

Over there, the twenty-one thousand Divine Martial Armor are far too few in number.

Si Huangquan’s resurrection method is not truly impossible to thwart; the other side can absolutely target it and crack it.

Chu Xisheng immediately thought of those stone coffins inside the True Sect Main Hall and Chan Sect Headquarters.

He’d already made time to visit both locations.

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