The sky was overcast, and the dark clouds gathered and drooped, like a huge ghost hand grasping at the world.

The song consisted of an inner city and an outer city, and the inner city was an area other than the royal palace, where only princes and nobles were eligible to live.

At this moment, in the north of the palace, on a wide square, the royal family in the court, regardless of men, women, and children, all arrived, with solemn expressions.

The young man was still wearing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Bird Fierce Beast robe, and he stepped up to the altar in the center of the square step by step.

The entire altar is in the shape of a stepped pyramid, made entirely of pure jade, with the top shaved off to leave a little space.

Bai Yao came to the top with a blank face and looked up at the gloomy sky.

It was a sacrifice that only the royal family participated in.

Bigan told him last night that the royal family had not heard the voice of the ancestors for many years, and hoped that he could lead the royal family to worship the ancestors.

Bai Yao did not refuse, in the years when he was asleep, he had always been in charge of the sacrificial activities of the Great Shang, but the sacrifices he presided over were the same as Di Xin, with their form but no soul, and they could not receive the revelation of the ancestors.

This sacrifice allowed him to consolidate his power.

Holding a delicate bronze scepter in his hand is a sacrificial vessel.

In this world where myth and history are combined, the smelting process of the Shang Dynasty was very developed, and bronze has long been replaced by iron.

But the Shang Dynasty never forgot that the ancestors overthrew the tyrannical rule of Xia Wei with bronze in their hands.

So bronze became a ritual vessel, casting kingship and also divine power.

The wind was blowing, and Bai Yao lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

The "sacrifices" have already entered.

Strong prisoners of war were escorted to the stairs of the altar.

There are barbarians, there are savages, and even half-demons, who are bound by shackles and washed cleanly.

They come from different places, but they share a common identity - brave warriors.

After being captured on the battlefield, they stood out as strong and were kept as a good sacrifice by the royal family.

Today, they will be at the end of their lives.

Some of the POWs looked at the white figure at the top, a sign of relief in their tortured eyes.

They would rather die in this family sacrifice than die in a royal family's divination to find out if the food was poisonous.

The royal family of divination "sadato" came to different positions on the altar and waited with bated breath for the sacrifice to begin.

"Boom-"

Underneath the altar, the old Bigan rang the bell.

Bai Yao took a deep breath, looked down at the prisoners below, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear:

"I'm sorry, but I can't challenge my theocracy."

The 600-year-long custom of human sacrifice cannot be overthrown by him alone, and it will take time.

He closed his eyes and reached out to gently shake the staff, the bells hanging on it clattering.

His sleeves swayed, and as he remembered, he danced the familiar ritual dance.

At Sadato's signal, the soldiers began to kill.

The first batch was flayed alive, leaving only the leg bones and skull.

The second group was decapitated and placed on the steps in turn, face down.

Sadato sprinkled some cinnabar on the human head and filled the gap between the human heads with reddish-brown earth.

The third group of prisoners of war was special, their hands were tied to cover their faces, their throats were cut to death in the struggle, and many of the highest level of the Shang Dynasty's currency, the jade shell, were tied to their bodies.

Batch after batch of prisoners of war were killed.

This bloody sacrifice lasted a whole hour just by killing people.

It wasn't until the sky dripped, and the killing reached the feet of Bai Yao.

On the last staircase, there is only one member of the royal family called Wu Heizi.

He held the copper tripod with trembling hands, knelt in front of the white medicine with a pale face, and the tripod read:

"Bingwu, the king rewarded the heir of Bei Twenty Peng. Used as the parent Baoding. In September. Dogfish. ”

The heir of Wu comes from a side line that is not prominent within the royal family-the dogfish.

Because he accidentally let go of several slaves during a sacrifice and committed a grave sin that angered the gods, he became the highest sacrifice of this sacrifice.

The bronze tripod was cast to commemorate the jade shell that Emperor Xin once rewarded him, and it is now also a sacrifice to prove his identity to the ancestors.

The sacrifices had their tongues cut out, and he could only look at Bai Yao with fear on his face and whimper.

He was not afraid of being sacrificed alive, but he was afraid that he alone would not be forgiven by his ancestors.

It was Di Xin who came forward, so that the dogfish family would not all die.

Wu Heizi believes that this is a punishment from the king, so that the dogfish people will be nailed to the pillar of shame for eternity, and no matter how much they have contributed, they will never want to enter the ancestral temple.

When the dance came to an end, Bai Yao gradually stopped and opened his eyes.

Above the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the white clothes are extremely distinct.

He ignored the pleas of his son, looked at the sky and opened his arms, and said in a loud voice:

"Kneel—"

Hundreds of royal clans knelt on the ground under the leadership of Bigan.

Di Xin held a bronze axe with a serious expression and stepped on the blood-stained steps.

He came to Wuzi's side, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, and then mercilessly split it in half from top to bottom.

The scarlet blood devoured the last pure land of the altar, and the voice of the system also sounded in Bai Yao's mind:

[Sacrifice to the god of the Great Shang, national fortune +500 points]

Before he could react, a burst of golden light enveloped his eyes.

The sound of the wind in his ears gradually stopped, and Bai Yao couldn't see anything clearly, only feeling that his body was becoming lighter and floating, rising uncontrollably.

It didn't take long for the golden light to dissipate.

What catches your eye is the cascading sky, and many golden humanoid phantoms stand in the air.

[Xianchen: Good woman

Apotheosis realm: Golden Immortal

Consumption of national fortune: 1,000,000 points】

[Ancestor: Zique

Apotheosis realm: Golden Immortal

Consumption of national fortune: 1,000,000 points】

[Xianchen: Yi Yin

After the deification realm: Taiyi Golden Immortal

Consumption of national fortune: 50 million points]

……

Wherever Bai Yao's line of sight passed, the information of each phantom appeared.

"Golden Immortal? Taiyi?! ”

He lost his voice.

The body continued to rise, and he saw the phantom of the Shang kings of the past dynasties.

[Former king: Emperor Yi.]

After the deification realm: Taiyi Golden Immortal

Note: Sealed by the Heavenly Dao, it cannot be deified now]

…

[Former King: Wu Ding

After the deification realm: Da Luo Jin Xian

Note: Sealed by the Heavenly Dao, it cannot be deified now]

…

"Holy! Da Luo! ”

Bai Yao was extremely excited, if the Shang Dynasty had a few more Da Luo-level combat powers, his chances of survival would be much higher.

[This is the Dashang Temple, you can enter and exit as much as you like in the future]

"Why were the first kings sealed? Is there any way to unblock? ”

Bai Yao found that compared with the phantom shadows of the ancestors, although the ancestors were brighter, they were like rigid statues, without a trace of vitality.

[The system of things involving the Heavenly Dao cannot be known, it may be related to the sacrifice before you sleep]

Bai Yao showed a blank expression, it was very strange, he remembered that he was asleep because of the sacrifice, but he couldn't even remember the reason for the sacrifice.

"I can't remember."

"Let's go back," Bai Yao sighed, his face full of poor words, "A sacrifice is only five hundred points, how long do you have to save to deify one...... If only I could cultivate immortals and prolong my life. ”

As we all know, cultivation belongs to the category of the Heavenly Dao, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth to fade away from the mortal body, and seeking a person to become an immortal in the Heavenly Dao.

And in humanitarianism, there is no such thing as climbing.

Humanity manifests itself in luck.

And the only one who can bear the luck of humanity in this heaven and earth is the apex of the current human race - the Yin Shang royal family.

Among the royal family, the luck carried by the human emperor and the great blessing is the strongest.

For example, Dixin needed guards at all times in case he was assassinated by the Assassins.

But once a cultivator outside of humanity makes a move against him, the attack will be instantly disintegrated by humanity, and even if the person who does it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he will be counterattacked by humanity madness.

This is the gold content of the human emperor.

Carrying the luck of humanity, although the immortal road is cut off, it will be protected by humanity.

As a great blessing, Baiyao combines the beliefs of big businessmen, and the luck he carries is no less than that of the emperor.

Correspondingly, he, like the rest of the royal family, could not set foot on the immortal path, and others could also abandon their human luck, but he and Di Xin could not get out.

【You can practice】

After hearing his words, the system replied like this.

Baiyao: ?