Thousands of strange beasts and tens of thousands of warriors stood watching Chu Xuanfeng's actions.
"This guy's hilarious. What kind of ritual dance is that supposed to be?"
"Ha! Maybe he's some lunatic who escaped an asylum. Probably ate some weird herb that gave him freakish strength."
"I've heard of the Queen Mother of the West, the Jade Emperor, the Three Pure Ones, even Lord Zeus. But this 'Eternal God'? Never heard of Him."
"Exactly. If He were real, wouldn't He be famous already?"
"Yeah... makes sense."
Although the blood altar Chu Xuanfeng had created looked impressive—using mountain stones as a foundation and pouring the blood of dozens of strange beasts into it—it seemed to have no real effect beyond a faint red glow.
If anything, the slaughter of so many beasts only agitated the others in the distance.
A thunderous roar echoed through the forest, ratcheting up the tension.
The three great factions—who all had ancient heritages backing them—didn't mock the altar openly.
But the contempt in their eyes was clear.
There was no spiritual energy emanating from the altar. What did that mean?
Either the altar was a bluff, or it was simply unfinished.
"Moo..."
As the blood runes across the altar fully lit up, the ox gave a timely reminder.
Chu Xuanfeng's eyes snapped open.
"Kill!"
The remaining strange beasts were struck down by the ox's hooves.
"Roarrr!"
More than twenty beasts died.
Seeing this, some of the other beasts could no longer hold back—they charged down from the mountain.
The rest followed as the White Snake King did not command them to stop.
Thousands of beasts stormed the hillside.
The black bull and yellow ox standing nearby turned pale.
Their legs trembled.
"Crap... are you sure this is going to work? If your God doesn't show up soon, I'm making a run for it!"
DING... Your follower has sacrificed a strange beast. A hundredfold critical strike has been triggered. You receive 1,000 Rank-5 Holy Beasts [Howling Moon Tigers].
DING... Your follower has sacrificed a strange beast. A thousandfold critical strike has been triggered. You receive 10,000 Rank-1 Spirit Beasts [Violet Moon Cranes].
DING... Your follower has sacrificed a strange beast. A ten-thousandfold critical strike has been triggered. You receive 100,000 Rank-5 Divine Beasts [Flowing Cloud Sky-Leopards].
DING... Your follower has sacrificed a strange beast. A ten-thousandfold critical strike has been triggered. You receive 1,000 Rank-8 Divine Beasts [Black Flame Phoenixes]. Double critical hit triggered. You also receive the divine-level magic [Indestructible Black Flame].
Divine Realm.
In a magnificent palace, Liu Che was sparring with a high-ranking god in a training match.
Suddenly, he heard the notification tones from his system.
"Brother, I'm sorry—I have something urgent. Let's stop here for today."
The alerts kept coming, along with a surge of divine power.
Someone was performing a large-scale sacrifice to him.
It could only be from the Cemetery of the Saints world.
His sparring partner, Chen Dao, another disciple of Master Xiao Luan, waved him off.
"I understand. If you want to spar again, just call me."
Chen Dao opened a spatial gate and disappeared.
Liu Che turned to the new power he had gained.
[Indestructible Black Flame]
The ultimate mastery of fire laws. The Black Flame is eternal. It has six cultivation levels. At its peak, the caster can become an immortal black flame incarnate.
"Well... I wasn't expecting divine magic out of this! As expected of the Cemetery of the Saints world."
He smiled.
"This harvest is too good. I should show the chat group my true power."
Closing his eyes, Liu Che's soul projected into the Sea of Void.
This time, he moved faster than ever.
In a single thought, he crossed thousands of miles.
The divine consciousness of other gods shattered before him like fragile glass.
Soon, he arrived.
A refined yet incomplete world egg hovered before him.
It was the world of Demon Slayer—fragile, nearly shattered.
The slightest tremor could destroy it.
But the Cemetery of the Saints world was different.
It was massive, towering like a great palace.
Its dense barriers blocked intruders.
Even most First-Class Gods or Lower Gods couldn't breach it.
But Liu Che was no ordinary god.
Earth. White Snake Ridge.
The entire world was watching the live broadcast of what was unfolding.
Thousands of beasts charged down the slopes.
The tension was suffocating.
The fastest cheetah reached the ox first.
"Moo!"
Before the cheetah could strike, the ox's golden hooves crushed it.
Blood spilled over the sacred runes of the altar.
Chu Xuanfeng slew three more beasts himself.
His strength stunned the spectators.
DING... Your follower has slain a strange beast. A ten-thousandfold critical strike has been triggered. You receive 1,000 Rank-3 Divine Beasts [Thundercloud Sky-Leopards].
In his divine realm, Liu Che opened his eyes.
A notification pinpointed the location of the sacrifice:
White Snake Ridge.