The blood sacrifice is merely a part of the melting furnace, a corner, and now it is activated. The blood of hundreds of thousands of the Human Clan flows into the Array, and it's unknown how many have already suffered, with their blood dried up and their Life Origin exhausted, truly dead.
This is a terrifying scene.
At the moment the Ancient Phoenix set foot here, she couldn't help but gasp, her heart rippling gradually, constantly cursing the Divine Clan.
"Step aside." The Ancient Phoenix also knew that time was short, and now was not the time to argue with them...
Whoosh!
A dozen Sword Saints retreated to the side together.
In the blood-colored sky, only that small figure remained, an ordinary bird, and everyone was staring at her.
Screech!
The Ancient Phoenix spread her wings with a long cry echoing, beginning to scrutinize this blood sacrifice.
