Chapter 342 Fragile Mortals (First Update)

Qingtian Town, central square.

Ordinary people were penned here like livestock, a dense crowd where one couldn't see an end.

Cries like those of the old, weak, women, and children occasionally rang across the central square, composing a dirge of mortals between Heaven and Earth.

"Sect Master, all the people of Qingtian Town are here, please commence the Blood Sacrifice Technique." Thousands of Cultivators kneeled down, their voices resounding like the vast ocean, echoing in all directions.

"Very well!"

Three Demonic Cultivators sat cross-legged in the void, their disciples all knelt in worship, and a crimson Spiritual Light spread in the void. A grand Blood Array emerged, its brilliant blood-red Spiritual Light was seductive and dazzling, as if it intended to devour all living creatures.

"The Executioner is in position."

"Slash!"

The light of the blades streaked past, and blood exploded, with heads falling onto the snowy ground.

"Father!"

"Mother!"