The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

"The parade of gods has gathered the manpower and resources of the four major cities. It will use formations, spiritual objects, talismans and all other available means to condense the aura of blessings on the top of this mountain. It will last for three days. The third night is also the time when the aura of blessings is at its peak. At this time, the formal sacrifice will be held. If the gods are invited, then the sacrifice will be a success, and rare treasures will appear in this mountain in the coming year." Fang Han said enthusiastically.

Yuyao nodded. So that's it. But she always felt something was wrong. There seemed to be too much blessing energy here. Although she used countless blessing formations, it was not so easy to gather the blessing energy, and there was so much of it...

Could it be that Lan Zhen's goal was these blessed auras? Could An Ran's whereabouts be related to what happened here? If we can find the base of the Devil's Domain, there will be hope of finding An Ran. For now, we can only follow Lan Zhen.

These blessed energies are also helpful to the people present. Even if they do not absorb them, immersing themselves in them for a long time can bring some good luck.

"The time is coming soon. By then, the main forces of the four major cities will select the most suitable people for sacrifice." Fang Han said.

"The most suitable person? What do you mean?"

Seeing Yu Yao talking to him, Fang Han was delighted and said quickly, "The person who is performing the sacrifice must be extremely lucky, otherwise the sacrifice will not be able to invite the gods."

"What is the Parade of Gods?" Yu Yao asked.

Fang Han's face changed, and he warned her repeatedly: "Young lady, you must not be rude to the parade gods." As if he realized that his attitude had changed too much, Fang Han quickly softened his tone and put on a smile: "Young lady, this is your first time attending the parade, and I think there are still many things you don't know. The parade gods are very mysterious, and they may have disguised themselves in the crowd, or they may be observing us somewhere. If someone is disrespectful to them, I'm afraid they won't come this time. But considering that this is your first time attending, I think even if the parade gods hear it, they won't be surprised."

As if to ease the awkwardness, Fang Han asked, "We've been talking for so long, but I still don't know your name."

"My last name is Yu."

"Yu? There seems to be no one with the surname Yu in our four major cities. Could it be that the young lady is from the Yu tribe?" Seeing that Yu Yao did not say her name directly, Fang Han knew better and did not ask any further questions.

"Could it be that the Parade of Gods does not allow people from outside the four major cities to participate?" Yu Yao asked.

"That's not the case. It's just that the participants are mainly from the four major cities, and there is a formation set up outside the mountain. Only those who have reached a certain level of blessing can participate. Miss Yu can enter here, which means she is also a blessed person." Fang Han said hurriedly.

"I was out for training and happened to come here. Seeing how lively it was here, I came to take a look." Yu Yao said.

At this time, the sound of drums began to be heard all around, and it seemed that the ceremony was about to begin.

I saw an altar rising up at some point on the huge, boundless mountain top. Yu Yao frowned as she looked at the altar. It was supposed to be a blessing offering, but the altar looked weird. The altar was high up, and black and gold flags were planted around it. The flags were covered with strange patterns, which looked like patterns, words, or paintings. The flagpoles were dark red, like the color of human blood, and some words were carved on them. The flagpoles seemed to form a cage.

The center of the altar was painted with all kinds of talismans. The combination of black and red was normal, but it looked particularly weird at this moment, making people feel cold.

"Is this also the way you held the parade and sacrifice in previous years?" Yu Yao looked at Fang Han who had a strange expression on his face.

"I have participated in many parades, but this time is a little different." Fang Han said hesitantly. Could someone be trying to sabotage it?

At this time, the drum beats became more and more frequent, and the sound became louder and louder. The heavy beating seemed to hit my heart. The rhythm of my heartbeat was disrupted, and I unconsciously beat along with the drum beats.

Unconsciously, people became a little restless and their emotions became more excited. Yu Yao's face became serious.

"Miss Yu, I have something else to do. I'll leave first." Fang Han looked solemn. He said goodbye to Yu Yao politely, then turned around and left. Then he turned back and said, "Miss, this sacrifice is a little different. If you encounter danger, there is a small road on the right. If you encounter a fork in the road, choose the one with yellow flowers in bloom and you can leave safely. During the sacrifice, the four major cities have issued an air restriction order, and you cannot leave by air."

"Wait." Yu Yao stopped Fang Han, stretched out her hand, and gave Fang Han a bottle of pills.

"Miss Yu, what do you mean?" Fang Han did not take the pill. He knew that he and this girl had only met once and had only exchanged a few words.

"This is a bottle of Qingxin Pills. I believe you have also heard that the sound of drums can bewitch people's hearts. This Qingxin Pill is what you need now." Yu Yao said. Based on Fang Han's previous words, she felt that the Qingxin Pill was well worth giving.

"Such a generous gift..." This is a whole bottle. Although Qingxin Pill is not a particularly rare pill, it is very precious at this moment.

"I am indeed a member of the Feather Clan. You should know that we are the best at refining pills, so this is nothing." Yu Yao seemed to see through Fang Han's concerns.

"Thank you very much, young lady. I will remember this kindness in my heart." Fang Han took the pill and left in a hurry. He thought it was just an ordinary bottle of Qingxin Pill. But later he found out that he was wrong. It was a bottle of Grandmaster-level Qingxin Pill. The main reason was that Yu Yao basically only refined Grandmaster-level pills now, and occasionally refined Saint-level pills.

Yu Yao hid in the crowd, watching the crowd getting more and more excited. Eight young men slowly walked up to the altar. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, with handsome or beautiful faces. It can be seen that they all came from prominent families, but at this moment their eyes were a little empty and their movements were a little slow.

They were dressed in black, standing at a corner of the altar with strange runes, holding a sharp knife in their hands, and then cut their wrists, and blood dripped from their wrists to the ground.

The people in the audience were stunned at first, as if they were shocked. Is there such a part in the sacrifice? There shouldn't be any? Then the drumbeats in their ears became more and more intense, and the doubts in everyone's minds seemed to disappear, and then they cheered.

Yu Yao looked towards the source of the drum sound. There were four big drums on the four corners outside the altar. The big drums were controlled by automatic symbols, hitting the drumhead violently.

Looking at the crowd that was gradually losing control, not knowing why they were shouting and why they were so excited, as if they were possessed by demons, Yu Yao's eyes darkened. She wanted to see who was causing trouble and what they wanted to do!

At this moment, those strange shapes on the altar began to move, faster and faster, making people dizzy.

What a weird scene! Yu Yao couldn't understand it either, but her intuition told her that something was going to happen here.

Suddenly, the eight men and women on the stage walked to the center of the altar, which was also the place where the graphics changed the fastest, and then formed a circle with their backs to each other. At this time, their eyes had become completely empty, and slowly, they began to bleed from all seven orifices. Their bodies also visibly flattened, as if they had been sucked dry.