Chapter 4472

The crowd erupted in fear as the old man’s words gave voice to a horrifying possibility: blood sacrifice. The realization was overwhelming. Such a method was deeply sinister, and only ancient tombs sealed for millennia demanded a price mortals could barely fathom.

Faces marked by shock and unease, everyone cast furtive glances at one another, knowing what a blood sacrifice meant. Someone would need to be offered up, but who? No one was willing to volunteer as it meant certain death. The stronger immortals’ eyes began to narrow, focusing on the weaker ones among them.

One of the Divines, a look of icy command on his face, spoke up, “We’ll establish a hierarchy. Those of the lowest level will go forward first. If you survive, count yourself lucky. If not, accept your fate.”

Fury stirred among the weaker practitioners, but they were powerless to resist.

The Divine’s eyes glinted coldly as he added, “Any objections? Step forward if you do.”

A young man stepped out, defiance in his sta