Chapter 735: Land of Divine Sacrifice

"...Land of Divine Sacrifice?"

Jian Changsheng's eyes were filled with confusion. "Wait... the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury is missing a piece?"

"Correct," Master said unhurriedly. "Do you know which Calamity was the first in history to cross the Gray Realm and reach the human world during the Great Cataclysm?"

Jian Changsheng shook his head repeatedly.

Master raised his hand and pointed at the ground beneath them. "The first Calamity to cross the Gray Realm was the King of the Forbidden Sea—Calamity-Jie."

Jian Changsheng's mouth opened involuntarily. "Calamity-Jie? Doesn't that mean... it has lived from the Great Cataclysm until now, for at least three hundred years?"

"Three hundred years is not considered long for a World-Ender-level Calamity," Master's eyes narrowed slightly. "Calamity-Jie is the natural enemy of the Witch God Path and the Divination God Path.

No one knows why the first convergence of the two worlds brought about such a World-Ender-level Calamity, nor does anyone know why it came... In any case, from the moment it descended into this world, it headed straight for the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury...

The appearance of Calamity-Jie was a nightmare for human society, which had just experienced a world war.

From the moment Calamity-Jie was first observed, humanity used every thermal weapon available at the time, surrounding and attacking it for two days and two nights, but they couldn't stop it... they couldn't even make it bleed.

Humanity, having just ended a chaotic war, had never imagined that such terrifying monsters existed in the world. Calamity-Jie overturned everyone's perception. Some even began to call it the messenger of the end of the world, a catastrophe sent by the heavens after seeing humanity's endless infighting.

In short, the world at that time was shaken by Calamity-Jie. It crossed an ocean under everyone's gaze, exterminating four countries along the way, and finally arrived at the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury.

Calamity-Jie's ability is extremely unique. It can even actively absorb all the incantations and formations of the Witch God Path. Wherever it passed, all god-summoning rituals would fail. Even the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury, which carried the Witch God Path, couldn't stop it... And after it climbed onto the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury, it bit off a corner and swallowed it into its belly.

Only after doing all this did its movements gradually slow down. Later, two of the Nine Lords emerged, and after a bloody battle, they drove it back to the Gray Realm."

After hearing this, Jian Changsheng was full of shock and confusion. Recalling Calamity-Jie's reaction when they entered the Forbidden Sea, he couldn't help but ask:

"If Calamity-Jie is such a coward and dislikes conflict, why would it cross the Gray Realm from so far away just to gnaw on the Ancient Witchcraft Treasury?"

"The problem lies right beneath our feet."

Master scanned the surroundings and said slowly, "Perhaps this Land of Divine Sacrifice was attracting it... or perhaps it made it feel some kind of threat, so even if it meant crossing the Gray Realm and the ocean, it had to swallow it into its belly and make it its own."

Jian Changsheng looked at the dilapidated land and broken walls around him, walked around twice, but didn't find anything special.

"So, what exactly is this Land of Divine Sacrifice for?"

"The so-called Ancient God Treasuries are the embodiment of all the history corresponding to a God Path... You can think of them as special museums that store all the heritage of a God Path since the birth of civilization.

For example, the Ancient Opera Treasury would preserve all archives of 'performances,' as well as all 'masks,' stages, and so on... These histories are categorized and stored independently.

And the Land of Divine Sacrifice corresponds to the oldest 'sacrifice' in the Witch God Path."

"'Sacrifice'..." Jian Changsheng was thoughtful.

After pondering for a moment, Master walked straight toward the central altar.

Although Jian Changsheng didn't quite understand, he followed obediently. Meanwhile, "Chen Ling," who had been swallowed first, also stood up shakily from the ruins.

Even after rolling around in Calamity-Jie's belly for so long, the white paper shackles on his hands remained undamaged. He held his forehead with one hand and carried the red paper umbrella with the other, his eyes scanning the surroundings rapidly, sharp glints flashing within them.

A moment later, he began to walk, slowly crossing the many broken walls and fragments, following in Master's footsteps.

Upon entering this place, "Chen Ling's" behavior was significantly more cautious.

This wasn't because he sensed a threat here; on the contrary, he hadn't detected anything unusual at all...

But "Chen Ling" wasn't stupid. Since Master was determined to bring him here and had promised to grant him freedom upon arrival, logically speaking, the other party likely had some kind of setup here, confident that they could kill him or control him once the shackles were removed.

"Chen Ling" didn't believe that this old man playing at being young would honestly let him go... The reason he dared to come, despite knowing there was a problem, was partly because he truly couldn't unlock the white paper shackles, and partly because of his immense self-confidence.

As long as the white paper shackles were removed and his full power restored, he would be invincible in this world.

The three figures, each with their own thoughts, slowly climbed the altar stairs. The dozen or so fireballs cast their shadows onto the stairs, swaying unsteadily... Dense incantations lit up on the inner wall of Calamity-Jie's stomach above, flickering silently like stars in the sky.

The first to ascend the altar was Master;

Next was Jian Changsheng, who followed closely behind...

Seeing the ancient altar before him, which seemed to lack any aesthetic appeal, Jian Changsheng couldn't help but frown. It was filled with stone-piled pillars and some rotten ropes, with nothing in the middle... If there was anything unusual about this place, it was the various twisted symbols engraved on the ground, which looked like some extremely ancient script, though it was unclear what they had been drawn with.

"I have fulfilled your condition."

"Chen Ling," holding the red paper umbrella, stepped onto the altar following Master's footprints. After frowning and carefully examining the surroundings, he said with a dark face, "As agreed, you should set me free."

Master turned to look at him, his gaze becoming increasingly complex. He flicked his sleeve, and a disc instantly unfolded, sweeping past "Chen Ling's" face like the wind!

"Chen Ling," who had been prepared for a sneak attack, had his expression change instantly. He recoiled violently, roaring:

"You go back on your word!! You will suffer the backlash of the God Path!"

"Backlash of the God Path?" Master smiled faintly. "Then let it come... After all, it wouldn't be the first time."

"Chen Ling," wearing the white paper shackles, was unable to use his own power and could only watch helplessly as he was swallowed by the world of the disc. At the same time, Master's voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in his ears!

"Chen Ling, what are you still waiting for?"