Chapter 3100: He Shrine Today: Blood Light Soars to the Heavens!

He Chunhua was speechless for a long time.

The evil cause planted by the King of Castor Beans, yet all the people must bear the bitter fruit.

The most terrifying thing is, with such an arrangement, how many more has the Heavenly Demon prepared across the world?

At this moment, the official who brushed past Summer Ritual Jie hurried into the hall to report: "Your Majesty, the sacrificial rites are already prepared, the auspicious time is approaching."

More than fifty years ago today, the He family was utterly exterminated; back then, the Kite King listened to slanderous words from villains, ordered the He family's complete execution, only He Chunhua fortunately survived alone, and was exiled to Heishuicheng.

Back in Heishuicheng, every year at this time, he would shut himself in to mourn his family.

After he subdued the abyss and established the state, he first built a family shrine within the palace, openly and freely offering sacrifices at any time, then later openly and grandly in the suburbs of Ducheng, found a feng shui treasure spot, undertook massive construction, and built a grand mansion for the He family's departed souls, and every year held high-standard sacrifices, grand in scale.

In this way he comforted his ancestors and also told everyone that he had not only avenged the He family's extermination with a blood-deep grudge, but also brought glory to his lineage and established hegemony over a region.

The family sacrifice was too important to He Chunhua; even against the backdrop of the Heavenly Demon's descent and the chaotic struggle for hegemony, he still had to complete it.

In the afternoon.

Within the He Shrine, ministers gathered in clouds, the ceremonial guard was bright and clear.

After He Chunhua finished the eulogy, he was about to enter the main shrine hall. The procedure he himself had personally established was strict; all ministers and guards had to remain below the steps, only the King of Shu could enter the shrine hall alone for quiet contemplation, to communicate with the ancestors.

At this time, looking from outside the gate, the main shrine was naturally shrouded in clouds and mist, with incense thriving.

Before each sacrifice, the shrine hall must be thoroughly cleaned and repaired, so it appears new and clean, even the wood emits a fresh lacquer scent.

He Chunhua had only taken two steps forward, not yet stepped onto the threshold to cross the doorstep, when Mr. Yuan suddenly emerged from the crowd, reaching out to stop him.

"Wait, do not go forward."

He appeared very abruptly; the guards were greatly startled, all brandishing their weapons.

He Chunhua's heart gave a sudden jolt; he raised his hand to signal them to calm down, turned his head and asked Mr. Yuan: "Is there a problem?"

"That is not the shrine hall; if you go in, you may not be able to come out."

After Mr. Yuan finished speaking, he threw something toward the shrine gate; it landed and rapidly expanded, resembling both jelly and gelatin, and also somewhat like the seaweed jelly people love to eat by the seaside.

Transparent, trembling violently, but its volume was enormous, quickly approaching the height of a building's wall.

And it was still growing, only the speed had slowed.

Moreover, it could even sway itself two or three times, like a piece of moving transparent fat meat.

This thing is actually also a demon puppet, namely the demon puppet master Dong Rui of Cangyan, joined forces with the Nightmare King Qin Hai to produce this agar demon puppet, which has special effects.

"Look carefully, that might be your He family's shrine gate?"

He Chunhua followed the direction of his finger and saw a strange scene:

Through the agar demon puppet, the He Shrine appeared somewhat twisted and distorted, like the effect of a funhouse mirror.

But the main gate of the He Shrine, that very gate He Chunhua had just been about to step into, was not a gate at all, but rather a large inward funnel!

It seemed somewhat out of place with the surrounding space, but this difference is hard to discern with the naked eye; even though He Chunhua bore elemental power, his view was blocked by the giant pillars on both sides, so he could not see the abnormality in the doorframe's position.

But through the magnification and distortion of the agar demon puppet, the sense of rupture between the gate and the shrine hall was immediately highlighted.

He Chunhua said nothing more, shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!"

The guards and troops behind immediately stepped forward to protect the carriage.

A few people rushed out from within the shrine, and just heard a few light hissing sounds; the agar demon, as if licked by flame, melted on the spot into a pool of clear water.

It had no offensive power; its usual use was not as a magnifying glass; this was merely Mr. Yuan acting on a sudden inspiration, casually done.

But it was already enough to make those who rushed out of the shrine hall furious.

Seizing this moment, Mr. Yuan also asked He Chunhua: "Do you trust your son?"

Upon hearing this, He Chunhua was struck dumb; in this instant he had no idea what to do, his feelings tangled, caught between advancing and retreating, not knowing whether to say he believed or not.

Because of his eldest son, he had often secretly grieved in countless midnight hours.

To say that He Lingchuan wanted to kill him, based on what he had done to his eldest son before, it seemed not unreasonable.

But that was all grudges from over twenty years ago; Shen State and Cangyan have had close relations —

Seeing He Chunhua's expression suddenly change, Mr. Yuan knew he had asked the wrong question, and immediately corrected himself: "Do you believe in the Great Emperor of the Nine Abysses?"

"Yes."

He Chunhua this time answered firmly and decisively, even though countless thoughts flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Then do not resist; I will take you."

Mr. Yuan slapped his palm onto his shoulder; He Chunhua instantly vanished.

The ruler of Shen State was thus taken by him into the mustard seed space in one fell swoop.

Mr. Yuan knew the upcoming battle would be arduous, did not want to divide his attention to protect the Shu King; moreover, the troops surging forward from behind, who could guarantee there were no Heavenly Demons mixed among them, wanting to strike secretly?

So, he simply kept the Shu King close on his person.

Now the army had already completely surrounded the shrine, but those rushing out from within showed no fear, their eyes fixed only on Mr. Yuan: "How did you see through my arrangement?"

"Are you Hulu Tian?" Mr. Yuan curled the corner of his mouth, "The stench of the Great Heavenly Demon is too strong; it has long been drifting out from within the shrine."

The Nine Abysses had long informed him that the wandering Great Heavenly Demon on earth might still have two more.

Knowing beforehand which two they are makes prevention easy.

To assassinate He Chunhua is indeed Hulu Tian's "invite into the urn" talent, which is even more useful; even the Bei Jie Demon Emperor was killed by this move.

Hulu Tian narrowed his eyes at him: "Who are you? Under heaven, there is no true immortal like you."

"That is your ignorance and narrow-mindedness." Mr. Yuan said, upon reaching the third word, suddenly leapt over five zhang, appearing instantly before Hulu Tian!

This speed is less than a fraction of a blink of an ordinary person's eye.

They were only two chi apart; Mr. Yuan made a move and went straight to dig out Hulu Tian's heart!

Here they clashed; the twenty-odd Heavenly Demons brought by Hulu Tian also fought in a melee with the charging soldiers.

The He family shrine in the suburbs of Shen Capital, today blood light soars to the heavens!

After the thirteenth day following the descent of the Husband Gods, the capital of Shan Yu State was conquered by the War Alliance. This barbarian demon state, famed for producing sky overlords, was officially destroyed; its reign lasted two hundred seventy-one years.

By this point, another powerful demon nation under the Heavenly Palace had fallen, and news spread that the War Alliance's advance toward the demon realm's main stronghold had accelerated once more, lifting spirits across the mortal realm.

One must understand that the difficulty of the War Alliance's attacks on demon nations before and after a large-scale descent of the Heavenly Demons is entirely different.

The strategic plan of the Void Holy Sovereign for the Bekka battlefield centers on stability, aiming to pin the War Alliance's main forces to this front.

Although no Great Heavenly Demon participated in the battle, the number of Heavenly Demons dispatched by the Void Holy Sovereign to the Bekka front was remarkably substantial.

According to War Alliance statistics, the number exceeded at least four thousand.

>