Back in the main hall of the Blood God Sect, the Blood God's emotions have been turbulent. The little prince and the three remaining Heavenly Venerables all lowered their heads and didn't dare to take a breath. After returning, the blood god had already sucked the blood of 10,000 people in a rage.

And from beginning to end, the prince and the three great heavenly venerables did not say a word, they were afraid, afraid that as soon as they opened their mouths, they would become the rations of the blood god. The Blood God sat on the throne with a gloomy face, his eyes coldly sweeping over the trembling figures below.

He is the god of blood, he is the king, he is the sun king of the primeval dynasty. However, such a noble and prominent person could not even get the woman he loved. It's a shame, it's a humiliation, it's a trampling on his dignity.

The blood god does not allow Peony to be free, let alone Peony and other men to be free outside. Although he was confident that Peony would return to him obediently soon, the Blood God couldn't wait, not for a moment.

"Order, set up a plan to devour the grassland, I want you to completely envelop the grassland in my sea of blood within three days. After a long time, the blood god's faint opening and cold voice penetrated everyone's ears like a poisonous snake.

"Yes!" there was no nonsense, and the prince did not hesitate to take the order. They had already shrouded most of the grasslands, and it was no trouble to deal with the lingering Keduo royal court.

"Spread the news and let the Immortal Saintess appear as soon as possible, from the day after tomorrow, I will kill 100,000 people every day until the Immortal Saintess appears. Every day she doesn't show up, more people will die because of her!"

"Yes!" the prince continued, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hesitation. 100,000 people, in the eyes of the prince, are like ten meatballs, and ten dogs are not worth mentioning.

"What are you doing here, do you want to stay and make me supper?" The essence in the eyes of the blood god burst out, and the prince and the three heavenly venerables trembled in an instant, and they fled away in embarrassment like a lost dog.

Early the next morning, the Cult of Blood God troops appeared from all directions as if they had crawled out of the Netherworld, rolling like waves towards King Kodo's station.

The flames of war suddenly swept across the grassland, and all this happened so silently. King Keduo's wolf cavalry army, in front of the immortal Blood God Sect army, was as vulnerable as instant milk powder, and had just completed a charge, with more than half of them killed and wounded. One more charge, and they fled in embarrassment.

On the first day, King Kodo's army lost 200,000 in battle, 300,000 on the second day, and on the third day...... There was no third day, but the king could no longer care about his throne, and fled to the Central Plains with his tribes, gold, silver and jewelry.

In just three days, the Khan of Khan fell, the steppe fell completely, and the shadow of the Blood God Cult hung over the heads of all the steppe Hulu. Originally, it was thought that the war was over, and the grassland would welcome a new rebirth under the leadership of the blood god.

But unbeknownst to all, their nightmare had just begun. When the Blood God Cult announced that they would kill 100,000 people a day starting today, the entire grassland fell into a terrible silence.

If it were anyone's rule, no one would believe this news. Because 100,000 people are killed every day, how many people are there in the grassland? In less than two days, the entire grassland will unite to resist, right?

But this order is from the Blood God Cult, so it is possible that all of this is true. The Blood God Cult is an alternative to the steppe regime. They can't be considered human beings at all, they are not afraid of rebellion, and even when they raise a butcher's knife against their own people, they are so ruthless.

The entire steppe was shrouded in endless terror, and by this time, one tribe after another began to regret why they had surrendered, why they had surrendered to the rule of the Blood God Cult?

But now I regret it, and it's too late. With the fall of the royal court, there is no one left to lead them against the butcher's knife of the Blood God Cult. They are now a herd of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, ready to meet death.

And in the encircled slaughter field, it was named the slaughterhouse by the Blood God Cult. Hundreds of small tribes were driven into the slaughterhouse by the Blood God Cult like cattle and sheep, waiting for their final fate.

The tribes who were about to face slaughter thought about resisting, but they were unarmed, they thought about begging for mercy, and when faced with a group of inhuman butchers, they could not exchange a little mercy.

So they can only kneel on the ground and pray sincerely to the immortal heaven to save them, even if they can't wait for the salvation of the immortal heaven, they also pray that the immortal heaven will send the holy woman, as long as the holy woman comes, they will be saved.

In the valley of the eastern grassland, Ning Yue and Peony lived a few days without shame. The originally sweet life should continue like this, and originally Peony and Ning Yue thought that they would not quarrel even once.

But the quarrel came so suddenly, and so violently. The Blood God Sect's requirements naturally couldn't be concealed from Peony and Ning Yue's ears. And even a three-year-old knows that it's a trap.

However, what made Ning Yue desperate was that even if she knew that it was a trap, Peony had no regrets about jumping into it. Ning Yue understood the meaning of the peony, but it was absolutely impossible for Ning Yue to support it.

"I must go!" Peony grimaced. Standing silently at the entrance of the cave and looking at the blood-red clouds in the distance, "I am a saint, they are their hope, they are all my people, I can't watch my people being slaughtered! If the Blood God Sect wants to kill the people of the Central Plains, will you stop me?"

"That's different, they abandoned their loyalty to you when they joined the Blood God Cult. They are all traitors who betrayed you, and they are innocent of death. You are going to die for a group of traitors, I will never agree!" Ning Yue also shouted loudly with a dark face.

"Even though everyone on the grassland has betrayed me, it is my duty to protect the grassland!"

"Fuck duty, you are my woman, I don't allow you to go! The saint did not belong to the grassland in the first place, Princess Sanssouci was just sent to the grassland back then, we are the same, we have the blood of the Central Plains in our bodies......"

"No!" Peony interrupted Ning Yue's words excitedly, "In my body, there is the blood of the grassland!

"Call me husband!" Ning Yue corrected fiercely.

"I'm going! Even if I die in battle, I have no regrets!" Looking at Peony's determined eyes, Ning Yue knew that it was useless to say anything.

After a long time, Ning Yue let out a long sigh unwillingly, "How much of your skill is left?"

"Since the Blood God Curse was sealed by the gods and ghosts, there is no hindrance, and I can now exert ten layers of combat power. Moreover, the Blood God should have been injured in the first place, I don't believe his injuries healed faster than us!"

"Hmph! The Blood God's injury is definitely faster than ours!Have you forgotten that the Blood God can recover his strength through blood!" Ning Yue shook her head, came to Peony's side with a slight sigh, and gently grabbed Peony's hand, "Do you really want to go?"

"Must go!"

"I'll accompany you!"

The dim sunlight scorched the earth like a flame. This year, the grass in the grassland is particularly lush. After all, there are so many people, cattle and sheep in the grassland, and the grass has no natural enemies to grow wantonly.

And the grass in the slaughterhouse grows extraordinarily charming. As if waiting for the blood to be watered, every green grass swayed slightly in the wind. The prince sat high on the platform and looked up at the sun setting in the distance.

"It's almost time...... It seems that the Holy Maiden will not appear!" The prince's voice was not hidden in the slightest, and easily passed through the breeze to everyone's ears. Weeping rang out one after another, and prayers sounded more urgently.

The 100,000 people trapped in the slaughterhouse trembled and kowtowed, and many of them hugged their relatives and wept bitterly. If regret could save everything, they would have drowned in the pool of regret, but the ruthless butcher's knife was still slowly raised, and the breath of death was getting closer and closer to them.

The prince slowly raised his head, a cruel smile appeared on his face, "The time has come, because the Holy Maiden did not appear, you are honored to be the first batch of sacrifices to the Blood God!

"Hum—" The sound of the bowstring being pulled rang out, and the 100,000 troops surrounding them in the middle opened their bows and arrows, mercilessly pointing at the defenseless people in front of them.

At this moment, the people in the slaughterhouse, whether they are men, women or children, are cattle and sheep in the eyes of this group of butchers. Ten thousand arrows are fired at once, there is no need for three rounds, and there is no guarantee that there is no one alive in the slaughterhouse.

"No—I don't want to die...... Merciful Immortal God...... Help us......"

"O Holy Maiden...... Where are you......"

The cry was accompanied by prayers that resounded through the heavens and the earth, bringing deep sorrow to this grassland. Perhaps the heavens have also received a call, and a white cloud obscures the sun. Heaven and earth were gloomy in an instant, and at that moment, the prince's raised hand suddenly waved down.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng—" The bowstring sounded, and 100,000 arrows suddenly turned into locusts and shot away from the middle of the slaughterhouse from all directions. The huge slaughterhouse has long been free of space for them to hide, and arrows rain down, bringing them only death.

The prince's cruel sneer bloomed on his face, since he had gained immortality, what did it matter if he could become the king of the grassland? As long as he was a qualified dog at the feet of the blood god, the prince would naturally be able to live well.

Suddenly, a smile froze on his face. Because a snow-white figure appeared above the slaughterhouse as if it had crossed time and space, two ribbons hung down, as if a fairy danced, and the sky was like a locust-like arrow, and instantly writhed as if it had been played with by something.

Endless arrows fell from the sky, and the 100,000 people below who had escaped death instantly let out a neat cry. Compared to the army surrounding the slaughterhouse, they are as motionless as clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

"Your Highness, I didn't expect you to come!" the prince asked as he stepped down from his throne with a ghostly smile on his face.

"You deserve to die if you, the son of Allah, wielded a butcher's knife against your siblings!" Peony's voice passed through the space and into the prince's ears.