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Many people who were usually taciturn were showing excitement and roaring at this moment.

This victory was not easy to come by.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the broken ground, looked at the horizon, and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that the Marquis Rakshasa army had really retreated. Outsiders only saw him standing in all directions, suppressing Qiu Yu and Ji Hua, but they didn't know that he was

It borrowed the power of the universe.

Inside the Hundred Saint Blood Armor, the surface of Zhang Ruochen's body was covered with blood-red cracks. Because he had endured a power beyond his own realm for a long time, even his powerful body could not bear it and was about to break.

Zhang Ruochen does still have the strength to fight again, but if he continues to fight, his body may explode and die.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen slammed the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron to the ground, stood up straight, and said in a loud voice: "Use the sacred sycamore tree to sacrifice to the sky, to the earth, and to the souls of those who died in the battle. At the beginning, the sacrifices that could not be completed at Wuding Mountain

, will be reopened today.”

The saints from the Shengming Central Empire gathered around the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, knelt down and pressed their hands on the ground. The holy energy surged out from their hands and rushed into the cauldron.

The sacrifice begins.
Chapter completed!