Chapter 1187: Chapter 684: The Heart of the Strong “When he musters all his strength and struggles, I will have to conduct a large-scale transfer of life force again.” Everyone looked at that balloon-like bag, indeed not crazily inflating like it did initially, and felt a moment of relief. But they still refused to enter. “Listen to me, the ultimate purpose of our Ancient Alliance is to leave the Pangu Continent.” “This requires time for development; our current strength is insufficient for departure. Especially with the blood sacrifice rules buried, it demands more manpower and resources,” the Evil Dragon Emperor pleaded earnestly, “I can promise to take you all along to a new world.” “Once we leave the Pangu Continent, the Infinite Qi will break free, and by then you can maintain your own will without needing a blood sacrifice. Although your combat strength won’t be as strong as now, you can still reclaim your status as Innate Myths.” The hawk-headed, human-bodied strongman sneered: “Promise? How can I trust you? By entering the bag and fighting him, we not only face the risk of death but could become mad demons, and might even be resealed by you. Whether we live or die, isn’t it all up to you?” The other Infinite Qi Practitioners nodded in agreement. They preferred freedom, despite the poor Effect of blood sacrifices, they could still manage to destroy some civilizations. Choosing not to live under someone else’s mercy, watching the mood of others. “Current civilizations have hydrogen bombs, and poor blood quality.” “Without the blood sacrifice rules activated, even if you slaughter civilizations, the energy from blood sacrifices you recover won’t exceed what you spend. So living with high quality even in this world is tough.” The Evil Dragon Emperor continued reasoning, “Moreover, your long-term activities indeed adversely affect the Pangu Continent, those ghosts attack incessantly. How much longer can you withstand?” These top-ranked strongmen’s expressions changed, deep in thought. The presence of ghosts, indeed a terrifying deterrent. Now they have just revived, and ghosts need some time before they can come over. Just a little more time, whether short as three to five days, or long as half a month, they would inevitably battle with ghosts. Seeing them slightly moved, the Evil Dragon Emperor quickly said: “How about this, we can sign a contract for you to go in and deal with the Original Myth of the Ninth Epoch. Even if you become mad demons, you’ll just be sealed by the Blood Glutton Bag.” “We can promise to take you away to the new world, and unseal you there.” Another Great Clan, the Emperor of the Lin Yuan Clan, took out a golden paper. Countless exquisite cloud patterns emerged from the paper, as if countless souls were trapped in the dense clouds. Myth·Oath Seal, a mythical artifact specifically used for fulfilling promises! This paper will devour a part of the swearer’s soul, and if the oath is violated, this part of the soul will be annihilated, injuring the swearer even if not dead. The Emperor of the Lin Yuan Clan said: “This thing, renowned in the First Epoch, is a creation of the race to be admired. My clan obtained it by chance.” “Rest assured, now the most important thing is to fight against the common enemy.” “Unsealing you in the future will not cause us losses, but will add a few elders to our races.” These leaders of the ancient races swore one after another. Confirming there were no loopholes, the Infinite Qi Practitioners reluctantly acted as tools: “We will strike with all our strength and kill him with lightning.” In the past, they would never have allowed themselves to be commanded by others. But times have changed; with the blood sacrifice rules in the Ninth Epoch not apparent, they ask themselves and find it hard to be accommodated by this world. Additionally, having no tribes, their inner pride vanished. “Come, send us in!” The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel※fire.net The Blood Glutton Ancestor took out a blood-colored soap-like object: “Apply this, it will prevent suppression by the Blood Glutton Bag.” Once ready, the stomach-like bag with blood vessels opened and inhaled, pulling sixteen people inside. Inside, the scene was hazy, with space seemingly solidified like jelly, alternating between hot and cold. Even with blood-colored oil applied, the suppression force within can still be felt. One can only see a giant forged from steel water, seemingly restrained by the jelly-like space. The hawk-headed, human-bodied strongman was most excited, his voice akin to a bird’s wailing: “The Original Myth of the Ninth Epoch has caused us quite a bit of trouble.” “I really want to taste your soul, even though the blood sacrifice rules aren’t apparent now.” Lu Yuan moved a bit, pretended to be exhausted: “Do you dare to duel me one-on-one?” Another strongman of Infinite Qi also spoke softly: “You truly deserve death! If the blood sacrifice rules were excavated, we wouldn’t need to self-seal.” “I will torment you here for three days and nights.” Their hatred was deep, and even if they killed Lu Yuan now, achieving their goals would be difficult. “Good, very good.” Lu Yuan laughed out loud, “The bloodlines of sixteen strongmen, coveted for a long time, just what I need.” A drop of pure blood dripped from his fingertip, shooting like lightning, instantly forming wild blades. These sixteen had just wanted to say some harsh words, then realized a terrifying force was coming from afar. This power was truly terrifying, like countless fine blades penetrating the soul from the skin’s surface. “Not good! We were deceived!” The two strongmen who had uttered harsh words were first suppressed, as if petrified, standing motionless. Under the crushing pressure of the power level, even former top masters are merely stronger children, after all, just children.