Chapter 476

Inside the cave, the firelight flickered, shining on the face of an old man holding a strange-shaped dagger; combined with the blood-stained stone platform, the cave looked eerie and terrifying.

This was originally an eerie and terrifying scene; if one looked at the other side of the cave, they would find that the style inside the cave had already polarized.

Su Xiao looked at Old Baal with tightly locked brows; this old guy had been muttering for more than half an hour, looking like a god-stick, muttering words while circling the stone platform non-stop.

The teenager on the stone platform was pale, not knowing if it was from fear or because of the inferior anesthetic.

"Baal, how much longer?"

Old Baal, who was dancing, stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Soon."

Resting for a while, Old Baal continued to circle the teenager with broken arms.

"Kabababa, Noisen (unknown language)."

Old Baal held his hands high, one hand holding a round dagger, and the other hand holding a semicircular dagger; these represented the sun and the moon, respectively.

Dingling.

The moon-shaped dagger was thrown on the ground by Old Baal; after the dagger landed, it bounced, the blade tip touched the ground, and it actually stood upright.

A special wave spread on Old Baal's body; Su Xiao subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

Now Old Baal's aura was very strange, seemingly having split from one person into two.

"Atamai... (unknown language)."

After reciting a long 'spell', Old Baal's already pale eyes returned to normal, and that special aura also disappeared.

Su Xiao loosened the hilt; Old Baal wasn't pretending to be a god-stick before; he was indeed performing some kind of ritual.

Kaka kaka.

Blood-red vines grew out from the stone platform under the teenager, and the vines gradually merged into the teenager's body.

Old Baal placed his hands on the teenager's forehead and muttered; after muttering for more than ten minutes, Old Baal raised the round-edged dagger in his hand.

The dagger was extremely sharp; after slightly touching the teenager's skin, a smear of blood flowed out.

Old Baal dipped his fingers in the blood and drew a line on the teenager's chest from top to bottom.

Su Xiao finally understood what Old Baal was going to do; the other party was going to disembowel the teenager.

The facts were indeed so; Old Baal used the round dagger to cut open the skin and muscles of the teenager's chest and forcibly pried open the teenager's ribs with his hands.

Dong, dong, dong.

The beating heart was exposed to the air; according to normal circumstances, in this kind of cave, even if the teenager didn't die from massive bleeding, he would die from bacterial infection.

The blood-colored vines growing out from the stone platform played a key role; these vines clung to the teenager's wounds, and vines of varying thickness connected to the teenager's blood vessels, forming an extracorporeal blood supply system.

Dong, dong, dong...

The teenager's heart beat faster and faster, and his body temperature gradually rose.

Old Baal wiped the blood from his hands and placed his hands on the fire to roast.

Old Baal, whose body temperature could reach 200 degrees, had strong heat resistance; his hands were roasted on the fire for a full ten seconds before being taken away; this should be for sterilization.

The facts were indeed so; the Asenman tribe didn't have things like disinfectant, so they used fire to sterilize.

Old Baal untied the small cloth bag from his waist and took out a native seed and a soul crystal from it.

Holding the native seed in his palm, Old Baal's palm temperature gradually increased.

Kaka kaka.

Several plant roots grew out from between Old Baal's fingers; the native seed was actually sprouted in Old Baal's hand.

Old Baal closed his eyes tightly to control this germination process; after a long time, he opened his eyes.

Putting the seed that had already sprouted into the teenager's chest cavity, after hesitating for a few seconds, Old Baal put the Soul Crystal (Medium) into the teenager's body, feeling very pained.

The native seed had just been put into the teenager's body when the already anesthetized teenager suddenly opened his eyes, golden flames rising in his eyes, and his arms vaguely showed signs of lifting.

Su Xiao thought this was a normal situation, but Old Baal was so scared that he retreated repeatedly.

"Why? Is this situation very special?"

Su Xiao also became vigilant.

"Of course special; no one has ever been able to lift their arms after being anesthetized by Yase tree resin; I have performed the ritual hundreds of times, and this situation has never occurred."

Old Baal retreated to the side, looking at the teenager vigilantly.

The 'teenager' sat up and looked down at the native seed in his chest cavity.

"Oh? Still this kind of rough, primitive method, the same method as the Sun Tribe."

The 'teenager's' appearance began to change; after a while, the appearance and posture both turned into a woman.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, not beautiful, but not ugly either; she could only be considered an ordinary person.

"It seems the Void race 'Asenman tribe' is not that great either, also assimilated by this island."

The vines inside the stone platform grew wildly; large cracks appeared on this stone platform with thousands of years of history, and Old Baal's eyes were about to split.

Boom!

The stone platform shattered, and vines surged out, gradually forming a vine throne.

The woman sat on the vine throne, and a small blood-colored vine clung to her chest, stitching up that terrifying wound.

"My sacrifice, you actually brought an outsider to the holy land, and even performed the ritual in front of him; have you forgotten the contract between your ancestors and me?"

Golden flames rose in the woman's eyes, like the fire of the sun.

"You... who are you?"

Old Baal's lips trembled, seemingly not daring to believe the scene in front of him.

"Who am I? Stupid question; you use my power to fight, yet you ask who I am."

The woman looked at Old Baal, that look seemingly looking at an ant.

Old Baal swallowed, and asked tentatively: "Mother of Blood Vines?"

Hearing Old Baal's address, the woman shook her head.

"I hate this stupid address; you should respectfully call me Daughter of Yang, the incarnation of the sun."

"Heh~."

A sneer came; hearing this sneer, the Daughter of Yang's gaze was a bit gloomy.

"Meet again, crazy man of the Law-Extinguishing, but what are you laughing at?"

The Daughter of Yang looked coldly at Su Xiao.

"Just feel ridiculous; just a plant, yet you claim to be the incarnation of the sun; the surface of the sun is about 6000 degrees; compared to the sun, I only see insignificance."

Su Xiao kicked Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang and gave a look, roughly meaning to prepare to run if the situation was wrong; Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang returned Su Xiao a look: 'Already prepared.'

Because he witnessed the ritual, the first ring of Su Xiao's hidden mission had been completed, and he could withdraw at any time.

Golden flames ignited on the Daughter of Yang's body, looking Su Xiao up and down.

"What you said might make sense, but I have never seen such a weak Shadow of Law-Extinguishing."

Su Xiao didn't care about this remark with strong mockery; although the other party was not the incarnation of the sun, her strength was very strong.

Regarding the secrets of the Asenman tribe, Su Xiao already understood everything.

The Asenman tribe was originally from the Void; they were sent by a king in the Void to guard something on Devour Island.

After arriving on Devour Island, the Asenman tribe discovered a magical plant in the red soil area, which was the Daughter of Yang, also known as Blood Vine.

The volume of this vine was huge, occupying the underground of the entire red soil area; the red land in the red soil area was generated because of this.