Tales of Herding Gods

The Withered Veteran (Second Update!)

Chapter 600: The Withered Veteran (Second Update!)

The text of the Great Yu Tian Mo Sutra still turned into a ball of thread. Granny Si handed the ball of thread to Qin Mu. Qin Mu shook his head and said, "Granny, keep the scripture for now. There are many dangers in Luofu Heaven. It is useless to keep it with me."

Granny Si took out a small bamboo basket, which was a small flower basket with a round top and a square bottom. She placed the ball of thread in the basket. There were also some scraps of cloth, scissors, silver needles and other things in the basket. They should be her own spiritual weapons.

The two looked at the blood river rolling in the air, and saw that the blood river trapped the god holding a halberd on the altar in the center. The purpose of this sacrifice did not seem to be simply to summon the arrival of gods and demons.

The blood river did not turn into blood light to summon gods and demons, but separated into streams of plasma, which turned into various mysterious patterns in the air. Those runes were very profound and should be the sacrificial methods of the demons.

Sacrifice actually comes from the demon clan. Qin Mu has also learned some sacrificial methods. The "Mounting Ghosts and Sent Gods" is a sacrificial method from the Demon King Dutian. The Demon King Dutian passed this sacrificial method to Yankang, with the purpose of summoning himself to come and invade Yankang. Later, after meeting Qin Mu, he gave up this idea.

——The demon clan also has many heavens. Dutian and Luofutian are both among the demon clan’s heavens. Both worlds have fallen into destruction and are looking for ways to prolong the lives and reproduction of their people.

In fact, most of the sacrificial methods came from the demons. The demons created many sacrificial methods and established a unique civilization system, which is very different from Yankang and Taihuangtian.

The human race also learned some sacrificial methods from the demons. For example, there are many sacrificial methods in the Dayu Tianmo Sutra, which is also the practice technique of the demon way.

What humans learned from the demons was not only sacrificial methods, but also many magical skills. For example, the witchcraft of the Golden Palace of Loulan was passed down from the witch god Wei, who was a demon god from the heavenly court to the underworld.

“Something is wrong!”

Granny Si looked at the river of blood surrounding the altar in the air. More and more blood-colored runes appeared. Surrounded by the blood river, the halberd-wielding deity from Daxu seemed to be trapped in a dilemma. He kept colliding and trying to break the sacrifice, but he was unable to do so.

He even tried to rush out of the altar, but was unable to do so.

The demon god who presided over the sacrifice was not very powerful, otherwise he would not have died in the sneak attack of Granny Si. His strength should be far inferior to that of the divine man with the spear, but his method of sacrifice was really unfathomable.

Even if he died at the hands of Granny Si, the sacrifice of his flesh and blood could still trap the halberd-wielding god in the center, making it impossible for his opponent to escape!

"He intends to sacrifice this halberd-wielding god along with him!"

Granny Si shuddered and murmured, "He sacrificed the halberd-wielding godman, along with the blood river, to a certain ancient being, summoning that being to descend..."

Qin Mu's research on sacrifice was not in-depth, and his attainments were actually not as good as Granny Si's. But even so, he could see that the situation of the halberd-wielding divine man was extremely bad.

This halberd-wielding deity was wearing armor, and drops of blood were slowly floating out from under the armor, floating into the air and merging with the blood river!

Not only that, the halberd in his hand and the armor on his body began to lose energy!

The sacrifice method of that demon god is so powerful!

The divine man holding the spear was much weaker than before. He was exhausted and had lost more blood and energy, making it even more difficult for him to resist this sacrifice.

"The demon god that grandma just killed is probably the most powerful priest among the demons! You killed an extremely important demon god!" Qin Mu lost his voice when he saw the situation of the divine man holding the halberd.

Granny Si said sadly: "But I can't save the god on the altar. If we rush into the altar, we will only die. We can't even stop this sacrifice, and we can't stop the arrival of the ancient existence..."

On the altar, the god holding the spear ran around, but the losses became greater and greater. Finally, he gave up resistance, stood on the top of the altar, and looked up at something in the sky.

This is the end of a god-man. He is about to be decomposed into a sacrifice and become nourishment for the arrival of another ancient being.

"I should have died long ago..."

The voice of the halberd-wielding god came, sounding somewhat lonely and desolate. He stood on the altar and spoke loudly. His voice was heard widely. He murmured, "I should have died long ago. I should have died in the natural disaster 20,000 years ago. I should have died on the battlefield like those fellows. I should not have become silent, should not have become a stone statue in the ruins, should not have lingered on until now, to protect some bullshit hope, some bullshit future..."

Qin Mu and Granny Si were stunned, looking at the deity on the altar. Although they wanted to save him, they were helpless.

The deity knelt on one knee, leaning on his halberd to resist the blood sacrifice, his voice lowered: "Hope, future, Worry-free Township... We have been silent for too long, Kaihuang, so silent that we no longer have the will to fight, so silent that the stone statues are cold, so silent that the people we wanted to protect in the past have all died and we can no longer see familiar faces, so silent that the country has also changed! What about you..."

His voice suddenly rose high, and he asked a deafening question to the sky: "Kaihuang, what about you? Where are you?"

"Is the ideal world in your mind the carefree place where you hide away?"

"Can you bear to watch your subordinates, the veterans who followed you, wither away one by one?"

"Can you bear to watch the country change and the people you protect grow old?"

"Why didn't you show up?"

"It's been 20,000 years. Haven't you recovered from your failure? Haven't you regained your confidence yet? Are you still unwilling to leave Worry-Free Township? We are waiting for you, waiting for you to summon your old subordinates and fight in that heaven again! Where are you?"

Qin Mu and Granny Si heard his voice echoing between heaven and earth. No one in this dying Luofu world could answer his questions.

"My Yan Ling, come with me and dissolve into the world!"

On the high altar, in the thick blood, the god stood up and used all his strength to activate his divine weapon. At that moment, an extremely strong light burst out from the top of the altar, so dazzling that it was difficult for people to open their eyes and look directly. The only thing they could hear was his voice like thunder vibrating back and forth in the air.

"Emperor Kai is gone, but the protection remains!"

"I, Luo Yu, a former member of the Kaihuang tribe, Tianhuang Xingdou, and a general of the Yaoguang tribe, will use my broken body to protect my people and prevent you from coming!"

"Weapon Dissolution——"

"Divine solution——"

Light burst out, and a deafening roar was heard. A terrifying throbbing suddenly surged from the top of the altar in all directions. Granny Si immediately opened the Daluo Tianxing force field to protect herself and Qin Mu. The surging air waves drowned them!

A strong halo swept across the Daluo Tianxing force field with a humming sound, and the earth kept turning over like a burnt shortbread. As the halo shattered, a broken planet in the sky moved here, causing huge waves. However, the waves towering between heaven and earth were also held up by this explosion, and then the waves moved backwards, and the water filled the air!

This outbreak was extremely short-lived. Not long after, the area around the altar returned to calm. The river of blood that had shrouded the altar had disappeared. The god-man on the altar and his halberd had vanished into thin air. The altar was in ruins and stained with blood.

That god-man had already disintegrated himself, his soul had dissolved, and he had used the power of self-sacrifice to interrupt the sacrifice, preventing the ancient being that the demon god wanted to summon from arriving.

Qin Mu stared at the bloodstained altar in a daze, and did not move. Granny Si could not help but said, "Mu'er, let's go. He chose to free himself, which is also a good thing for him. After all, he has fulfilled his promise and fulfilled his wish. Let's go to the next altar, and I hope we can meet the woodcutter saint..."

Qin Mu followed her without saying a word. Granny Si was a little uncomfortable with this, so she turned around and smiled, "Mu'er, what are you thinking about? This is not like you."

“I’m thinking, maybe my ancestor, the Kaihuang, might not be the great hero I imagined in my mind.”

Qin Mu was in a daze, and said, "When I learned that I came from Wuyou Township and that I was a descendant of Emperor Kaihuang, I always had an idea in my mind. I imagined that Emperor Kaihuang was a great hero and a great hero. He had supreme ideals and countless heroes following him. He must be amiable and respectable. However..."

He shook his head, was silent for a moment, and said: "Perhaps he is not that kind of person. Perhaps, he is just an old man who is afraid of death. He does not have that kind of courage, nor that kind of mind. He just hides in Wuyou Township and continues his life of drunkenness and dreams. Perhaps he has let down the countless heroes who followed him..."

Granny Si blinked her eyes and chuckled, "Mu'er, you're still a child, why are you thinking so much? When I was your age... well, Li Tianxing had already fallen in love with me, and I was thinking about how to get rid of him... When the village chief was your age, he was still playing in the mud!"

Qin Mu laughed and said, "The village chief must have already become a disciple by then, and was cultivated as the next emperor. How could he play in the mud? Mother-in-law, you are joking again."

Granny Si saw him smile and said, "I raised you. Although I was not very nice to you when you wet the bed and didn't want to raise you, I was always worried that you would leave me and the village when you grew up. I always wondered if you were doing well and worried that you would suffer. This may be the mentality of parents. I didn't want you to grow up so quickly and have so many troubles. You should be carefree... It's all the fault of that damn village chief. Why did he let you be the emperor? When I go back, I will splash black dog blood on his stone statue!"

They came to the second altar and looked from afar. They saw a demon attacking the altar, trying to seize control of it.

The battle between the two gods and demons was extremely shocking.

"Isn't Fu Ri Luo afraid that the Woodcutter Saint might become ruthless and sacrifice Luo Fu Tian's blood?" Qin Mu shook his head.

Granny Si put down the small flower basket, took out a pair of scissors from the basket, took out a few rags, and with her ten fingers flying, she threaded the needle and wove a tattered dress. She smiled and said, "Fu Ri Luo is preparing some bargaining chips! The more altars we capture, the more advantage we will have in the negotiations! Get up--"

The tattered clothes she had just sewn flew up and flew towards the battlefield. The clothes came and automatically put on the body of the demon god.

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