At ten o'clock in the morning, a group of young people dressed in gorgeous clothes set off from the village entrance and headed into the mountains ten kilometers away.

Everyone in the sacrificial team wore strange makeup.

Moreover, each person held a strange-shaped instrument in his hand, and said some unintelligible words in his mouth.

"The sacrifice has begun..."

Wang Lin and the other three followed the sacrificial procession along with other tourists.

There are also armed forces accompanying the sacrificial team to prevent accidents during the sacrificial ceremony.

The ten-kilometer journey took a full seven hours. When we arrived at the altar, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The so-called altar is located in a mountain stream surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a square square three hundred meters in diameter.

The altar is not big. It is located in the center of the square and is a round platform with a diameter of thirty meters.

At this time, there were sacrificial animals and offering plates on the altar!

Tourists are not allowed to enter around the altar, so onlookers can only endure the bites of insects and ants and watch on the mountain.

On the other hand, for Zaha, someone actually brought an old man's chair for him and placed it not far from the altar so that he could watch the sacrificial ceremony up close.

No one dared to raise an opinion on this. After all, Zaha was the overlord of the Sangui Zone and brought guards with him.

No one wants to lose their life because of a quick word!

On the altar, a stooped old man shouted something incomprehensible.

It lasted for a full hour before it ended.

After the old man finished shouting, the young sacrificial team from before walked up to the altar and began to dance a special dance.

With this jump, another hour has passed!

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky was getting dark.

"Master, isn't this sacrificial ceremony too troublesome?" Hong Ying muttered in a low voice, "If I had known, I would have brought some food over."

"Sister Yun, are you hungry?"

"I'm okay..." Yun Ling said.

"Hey, it would be great if I could catch some game!" Hong Ying sighed and looked around, hoping to find something to eat.

Suddenly, her eyes locked on a hare in the distance, and she immediately drooled, "Master, Sister Yun, we have game to eat..."

Before she finished speaking, Hong Ying rushed out to chase the rabbit.

The rabbit seemed to sense the danger and ran away. Hong Ying was unable to catch up for a while.

"Damn it, I have to catch up with you today!" Hong Ying said angrily.

She didn't realize that she had already chased him deep into the mountains, several kilometers away from Wang Lin and others.

"Mr. Wang, is she okay alone in the mountains?" Yun Ling approached Wang Lin and asked in a low voice.

It was completely dark in the mountains at this time, and almost no one could be seen beyond three steps.

"Don't worry, it's okay. She's very skilled." Wang Lin said calmly.

Hong Ying's martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of Anjin, and she is one step away from entering the realm of Grandmaster.

Here, the only ones who can threaten her are Zaha's guards with guns.

"I hope so. I always feel a little weird. It's too quiet here..." Yun Ling said.

"That's how it is in the mountains, don't worry."

Puff puff!

A torch was lit on the altar, and the flickering firelight illuminated the altar. It could be seen that the young people had stopped their strange dance and stood neatly on the altar.

The old man walked up to the altar again, and after shouting a few words, the group of young people also shouted. For a moment, the whole valley was filled with the echo of that strange language.
Chapter completed!