Chapter 82: The Ancestors

"Dedicate everything to the ancestors, this is everyone's mission, let's start!" where the demon king gathered, a voice with a powerful bewitching power resounded in everyone's ears.

The demons spontaneously began to recite the demon scriptures, and in the vast chanting, the demons were solemn. A row of demon cultivators approaching the blood pool stood up, lined up in a row, walked to the edge of the blood pool, removed all the debris on their bodies, and threw themselves into it.

The Qianzhang blood pool was only filled with a few blood bubbles, everything returned to calm, and the aura of those demon cultivators who threw themselves into it completely disappeared.

Immediately after, another row of demon cultivators stood up and walked towards the pool of blood, repeating the same process.

"These demon clans are not only ruthless to outsiders, but even more ruthless to their own people!" Yun Chen secretly sighed, and at the same time, the curiosity in his heart also swelled to the extreme. What is it for, the high-level of the Heavenly Demon Valley is willing to cut off their arms and push so many living forces to a dead end?

Also, who brought up his father's name and asked him to meet here? Why hasn't he shown up to see him so far?

"Boom!"

The heavens shook, and countless kneeling demon clans sat down on the ground.

Yunchen steadied his body and looked at the blood pool.

He thought that the change came from the pool of blood, but it turned out to be not.

"Enemy attack!" The loud shout came from a demon king, and at the same time as he spoke, a few golden rays of light burst out from the ground, carrying several demon kings outside.

Yunchen's heart moved, at this time, who would attack the Heavenly Demon Valley?

wanted to find out, but Yunchen was stunned to find that he couldn't find a way out at all. Soon, noticing the golden light under the feet of those departing demon kings, he woke up to the fact that this was the internal space of a true artifact, and if he wanted to enter and exit, he was afraid that there would be a special way to do it.

Unable to go out, Yunchen had to reluctantly sit back on the blood-colored chair, pricking up his ears to pay attention to the movement outside.

"Don't worry about the outside, everything is within our expectation and control. Go on, give your blood, give your souls, give everything you have, and resurrect the great ancestors!" a demon king on the edge of the blood pool forcibly quelled the riots here with great power, forcing the demon cultivators to continue to plunge into the blood pool in order.

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