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Chapter 1: Fortune
Countless fine threads emerge from the blood-colored formation, piercing through Yan Jin Chang’s body from all directions, fixing him in the center of the formation.
With just a gentle breath or slight movement, he feels as if his bones and flesh are being sliced by a thousand knives, experiencing intense pain.
Blood flows along the fine threads, dripping onto the formation. Each drop of blood that falls into the formation brings forth a burst of golden light, which floats out of the formation.
Those lights are grasped in the hand of the person standing outside the formation, merging within their palms.
As more and more golden light appears, the amount of golden light surrounding the person increases.
A triumphant smile spreads across that person’s face as he holds one of golden light in their palm.
He addresses Yan Jin Chang, who is trapped in the blood-colored formation: “If you had cooperated earlier, you would not have to suffer like this.”
Yan Jin Chang slowly opens his eyes, the dark reddish-brown of his irises transforming into a deep crimson.
Reflected in his gaze is the white figure standing amidst the golden light, as well as the disgusting smile on his face.
Yan Jin Chang smiles coldly: “Only flies circle around dung, I have no such disgusting hobby.”
Upon hearing this, the person in white standing outside the formation suddenly darkens his expression.
He raises his hands sharply, and more fine threads appear in the formation, piercing into Yan Jin Chang’s body!
Having already been penetrated by countless threads, Yan Jin Chang’s body feels numb from the pain. As he is pierced again, he doesn’t even let out a sound.
More blood flows along the threads into the formation below. Golden light bursts forth, floating towards the person in white again.
Feeling the power brought by the golden light, the person in white’s anger dismisses somewhat.
“You truly are the child of the Heavenly, the golden light of luck is endless. It seems the master was right, everyone else might die, but you won’t. As long as I stay close to you, I can obtain precious heavenly materials and rare treasures.”
The person in white absorbs all the golden light floating out of the formation into their body. He sighs.
“Is this the feeling of gathering fortune? It’s truly wonderful, just this little bit is so amazing. If I could obtain it all, wouldn’t this so-called immortal body and treasure-attracting quality all belong to me?”
Yan Jin Chang clenches his fists, producing a cracking sound: “Is this the reason you try to slander and frame me?”
The person looks at Yan Jin Chang, who is confined in the blood-colored formation. His smiles even wider.
“Senior Brother, you can only blame yourself for being too naive! Clearly possessing such a fortune and talent, yet so foolish and laughable—it’s truly annoying!”
Yan Jin Chang shifts his gaze from the person in white to the shadow emerging from the mist. The shadow gradually approaches.
The person in white notices but does not even look. Instead, he says: “Master, you’ve come at the right time. The blood sacrifice has already begun.”
The newcomer, dressed in a sky-blue robe, steps out of the white mist. He glances at Yan Jin Chang before turning his head away. “That’s enough. If you really kill him, who knows what will happen.”
Despite saying this, the blue-robed person still raises his hand to grasp the golden lights floating out from the blood formation. The light quickly merges into his body.
The person in white says: “Master, this has only just begun. How can it end so quickly? There is so much fortune on Senior Brother. What harm is there in taking a little more?”
After saying this, the person in white reaches out and pulls the blue-robed person into their embrace. He leans down to gently kiss the blue-robed person’s forehead.
The blue-robed person places a hand against the white-robed person’s chest, seemingly trying to push them away, but his cheeks flush with red.
Yan Jin Chang’s eyes glow with a red light as he stares fiercely at the two pretentious guys.
Suddenly, he smirks, pulling a smile across his face. His pale lips, already stained with blood, manage to curl into a low laugh despite the intense pain on his body.
“Master, since you also want my fortune, why didn’t you say so earlier?”
With a sudden movement, the fine threads pierced his body. It’s as sharp as blades, cutting through Yan Jin Chang’s flesh and bones, producing a metallic ringing sound as blood splatters everywhere.
Yet all of it is blocked by the blood formation, sliding down into it.
Yan Jin Chang yanks at those fine threads, seemingly feeling no pain at all. He reaches out toward the blue-robed person, his blood-colored eyes swirling with a strange dazzling light.
“Master, I still have something even better here. Do you want it?”
His voice is tempting, like the whisper of a devil. Deep within his blood-red pupils, vertical golden light flickers. It reflects the blue-robed person’s face and penetrates into his own eyes!
The blue-robed person’s eyes widened. As if entranced by Yan Jin Chang’s gaze, stepping forward, until being held back by the white-robed one beside him. “Master?”
However, the blue-robed person disregards the pull, murmuring something to himself. He suddenly lunges toward the blood formation!
The white-robed person, caught off guard, is unexpectedly pulled along into the blood formation!
Yan Jin Chang seizes the opportunity to gather all his spiritual power into his dantian, condensing it into a golden core, and quickly recites a forbidden incantation.
In the next moment, blood splatters everywhere, and a golden light explodes with a thunderous roar, illuminating the pitch-black night sky.
A tremendous sound echoes across tens thousands of miles. While terrifying crimson-golden shockwaves ripple outward, shaking the earth and shattering the mountains!
It is a force that shakes the heavens and moves the earth!
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