Chapter 6 Divine Vein Sacrifice

The Divine Vein Sacrifice is held today at the Heaven Sacrifice Altar in the Prince's Mansion, which will determine the fate of Zhao Chen's life.

Early in the morning, crowds gathered around the altar to worship the gods, and Zhao Chen had also rushed over from the martial arts arena early in the morning.

Zhang Ling, who was sitting on the high platform, saw Zhao Chen, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She had seen Zhao Chen's performance in the past few days. Although she had some doubts, she was still very happy.

When Zhao Yan discovered Zhao Chen's figure, his face instantly became gloomy, and his black eyes burned with angry flames, "Zhao Chen! There is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no way to hell so you just rush into it!"

Zhao Yan had heard about what happened in the martial arts field these days, but he didn't take it to heart. As long as Zhao Chen didn't activate his divine veins, he would be a waste after all, even if there was a great elder standing behind Zhao Chen.

"Zhao Chen! Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said? How dare you come to participate in the Divine Vein Sacrifice!" Zhao Yan's eyes were like ice balls, and he shot out a cold light as he walked straight towards Zhao Chen.

"Who do you think you are? Get away!" Zhao Chen pushed Zhao Yan away and walked straight to the altar of sacrifice to heaven.

Zhao Yan glared at him angrily, his face turned pale with anger, and his breathing became heavy, "Let's see how arrogant you get, wait until the sacrifice is over and see how I deal with you!"

It is forbidden to use force at the altar to worship the gods, otherwise Zhao Yan will not tolerate Zhao Chen.

On the high platform of the heaven-sacrifice altar, in addition to Zhang Ling, there was also a charming and beautiful woman wearing a fiery red robe. This person was Zhao Yan's mother, Wang.

"The Divine Vein Sacrifice has officially begun!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes came to the altar of the God Sacrifice and spoke loudly like a bell.

Immediately afterwards, all the young people who participated in the Divine Vein Sacrifice walked towards the Heaven Sacrifice Altar and dripped their own blood into the Blood Sacrifice Pool in the center of the Heaven Sacrifice Altar.

As the blood dripped, blood-colored halos immediately enveloped the sacrificial platform, and a long-lasting aura emanated from the blood sacrificial pool.

Zhao Chen was a little nervous. This body has not yet opened the divine veins. Even if he has cultivated the "Zhaotian Devouring Forbidden Scripture" to the first level, he is not sure that he can open the divine veins this time. "It must be opened."

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Without opening the divine veins, even if he possesses the most incredible skills and techniques, it will be useless. It is like a person owning a mountain of gold and silver but not being able to access it.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Countless rays of light burst out from the altar of worshiping the gods and fell on some people. Only by accepting the baptism of the light of the divine veins can the divine veins be opened.

More and more people have opened their divine veins, including some children under the age of ten.

The Divine Vein Sacrifice only lasted for one stick of incense. Seeing that the time for one stick of incense was about to pass, Zhao Chen did not receive the light of the Divine Veins for a long time. This made Zhao Chen a little anxious and said, "I wasted my previous life."

As the Great Emperor, can't I even open the divine veins in this life?!"

Zhao Chen smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. This is really ironic. If he can't open his divine veins, what's the point of this life?

Zhang Ling's gentle and graceful face suddenly flashed in Zhao Chen's mind, "Chen'er, mother believes that you will be able to open the divine veins..."

Zhao Chen's eyes burst out with a gleam of reluctance, "No! Since I am reborn in this life, I will definitely not be mediocre. My fate is up to me and not up to God!"

"Sacred veins, open!" Zhao Chen shouted, even if it was not for himself, he would open the divine veins for Zhang Ling.

"Haha, Zhao Chen is finished. He has not yet opened his divine veins. He is destined to be just a waste in this life." Zhao Yan said with great joy in his heart.

Zhang Ling was so anxious that her heart was in her throat and her palms were covered with sweat. She couldn't help Zhao Chen and could only keep praying in her heart, "God bless..."

There were still ten breaths left before the Divine Vein Sacrifice ended, but the light of the Divine Veins that Zhao Chen was expecting did not land on him. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred, and his expression suddenly brightened, "Maybe it can help me open the Divine Veins."

"Zhao Chen really overestimates his abilities. He is already fifteen years old, and yet he comes to the altar to worship the gods and is embarrassed."

"The Divine Vein Sacrifice is about to end, and it seems that he still cannot activate the Divine Veins."

"So what if there is a great elder standing behind him? It is impossible for a useless person who has not activated his divine veins to survive in the palace of a prince."

Not many people were willing to beat up a drowned dog, and for a while the whole altar was filled with ridicule towards Zhao Chen.

"The Divine Vein Sacrifice is over!" The Taoist-robed man announced loudly when the time for burning incense had passed.

But Zhao Chen still didn't give up, and murmured something in his mouth, "My way is the way that defies heaven, swallowing all things to achieve my body..."

Every time at this time, hundreds of families rejoice and worry. There are more than 500 people participating in the Divine Meridian Sacrifice. Only less than 100 people can open the Divine Meridian. Zhao Chen is the oldest person participating in the sacrifice this time.

After the sacrifice, Zhao Chen has not yet opened his divine veins, which means that he has become a complete useless person and has lost the threat to Zhao Yan.

"Master, after the sacrifice, should I..." Xiaosan, who was standing next to Zhao Yan, made a gesture of wiping his neck and asked.

"No, I don't want him to die just yet. I want him to understand the consequences of offending me, hum!" Zhao Yan sneered and said in a conspiratorial tone.

After the sacrifice was over, Zhang Ling accepted the fact that Zhao Chen could not open his divine veins, and sighed: "This is good, we can take him away from this place of right and wrong."

Zhao Chen stood motionless, ignoring the jeers around him, saying: "First level, start!"

Suddenly, Zhao Chen's red heart bloomed with a cluster of light, and the black hole rotated rapidly. However, this time he did not feel any pain. Instead, there was a force slowly entering his body. This feeling was extremely familiar, "Really.

It works!"

A divine vein was gathering in Zhao Chen's dantian, but he had not been baptized by the light of the divine vein, which made him wonder, "Could a black hole absorb the remaining light of the divine vein?!"

As time went by, Zhao Chen became more determined on this idea.

call out!

At this moment, a faint bloody light fell on Zhao Chen, and no one noticed him.

A burning sensation suddenly swept through the whole body, the black hole immediately stopped rotating, and the divine veins in the dantian were completely condensed, exuding a flickering light, "What level of divine veins is this?"

Even with Zhao Chen's knowledge, the level of the divine veins in his body also made him a little confused.

There has never been a person who can activate his divine veins after the sacrifice. Zhao Chen is really an anomaly. His divine veins have gathered the light of more than a hundred people's divine veins. It is expected that there will be some abnormalities.

From being reborn to opening his divine veins, Zhao Chen has fully experienced the magic of the "Zhaotian Devouring Forbidden Scripture", which is worthy of being called a heaven-defying technique.
Chapter completed!