Volume 1, Chapter 281 The Ninth Prince defected

quickly.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, Western Chu, Northern Liang, Southern Barbarians, and Xiongnu, including the extinct Shang Dynasty.

All the kings of the several kingdoms of the Mortal Dynasty have agreed to sacrifice their blood.

At this moment, the civil and military officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, as well as the Duke of Qin, are looking forward to the arrival of two months later.

Even the common people were eagerly waiting for it. The streets were filled with legends about this battle:

"Have you heard about it? It is said that after General Bai Qi killed the immortals, the immortals' blood would nourish this land, which is great for common people like us."

"This is more than just hearsay. Duke Qin has already confirmed it."

"I heard that after the immortals are killed this time, the passage between immortals and mortals will be completely opened. During the Shang Dynasty, our place was full of spiritual energy, and there were exotic flowers and plants everywhere."

"It was the immortals who closed off our world, which caused the spiritual energy to dry up."

"Duke Qin said that as long as the immortals are killed, the spiritual energy in the mortal world will be revived, and everyone can become an immortal!"

"Even if you can't become an immortal, I heard that the crops in the fields will grow at 10 times or a hundred times the speed, and we ordinary people will never go hungry again."

"I've heard about it too. It is said that during the Shang Dynasty, a grain of rice could keep a person from being hungry for a month."

"Everyone is a strong man who can move mountains and carry tripods."

"The lifespan is at least two hundred years."

The people were getting more and more excited, and they were talking about it on the streets.

The future that Duke Qin gave them was simply too good.

Some people even decided that if they lived the future life that Duke Qin had described to them, they would eat a steamed bun and throw a steamed bun. They

would live a good life like the rich.

Just as the people were looking forward to a better life, two months passed unknowingly.

Suddenly.

On this day, a huge array barrier appeared in the sky, like an inverted giant bowl, covering the entire mortal dynasty.

And on the array, the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram was running wildly.

When seeing this scene, the faces of Duke Qin and others became extremely solemn. It was finally here.

The immortals still had to forcefully open the immortal-mortal channel to settle accounts with Bai Qi and the mortal dynasty.

"Hurry up and sacrifice!"

"While the other party has not yet opened the immortal-mortal channel, directly summon the Terracotta Warriors!"

"Kill them in the mortal world as soon as possible! Otherwise, when they come in, it will definitely cause huge casualties!"

Duke Qin will not wait until the gods descend to the mortal world before starting the sacrifice.

That would be too late!

When the immortal-mortal passage is opened, the immortal god can slap all of them to death with one slap. As

soon as Duke Qin finished speaking, he picked up the bronze altar, and then scratched his wrist fiercely with his fingers, and a hideous and terrifying wound appeared.

Duke Qin's blood flowed into the bronze altar like a river bursting its banks.

The bronze altar flashed a strange red light.

At this moment, the bronze altars held by others were also shaking wildly, as if they were about to devour someone.

The Demon Buddha's Son, who was far away in the grassland, suddenly opened his eyes, put his hands together, and directly ordered: "Amitabha, First Khan, it's your turn to sacrifice!"

"Hurry!"

On the grassland.

The First Khan of the Xiongnu stood on the high platform, and at this moment all the Xiongnu cavalry and Xiongnu dignitaries knelt around him, like stars holding the moon.

The First Khan of the Xiongnu didn't know whether he would die in this sacrifice, but since he was working for the gods, he had to make a big show.

If he really died, all the Xiongnu people would remember his efforts.

His son will replace him as the new Khan.

Amid the loud shouts of all the Huns, the First Khan of the Huns drew out his golden scimitar and cut his wrist.

The bright red blood flowed madly into the bronze altar, and the First Khan's face turned extremely pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he held his head high, his eyes full of piety.

He roared: "For the gods!"

The Huns below were like crazy, following the mad roar of the First Khan of the Huns: "For the gods, for the gods!"

In their minds, this was a real sacrifice.

However, the object of sacrifice was not slaves or prisoners of war, but their king.

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At the same time.

The Northern Liang State Master looked at the Northern Liang King and said faintly: "Your Majesty, it's your turn!"

The Northern Liang King had a painful face. He didn't want to sacrifice at all, but at this moment the Northern Liang State Master had found all his sons for him.

The Northern Liang King knew that if he didn't sacrifice, then he would definitely not be able to keep his position as the king today.

Once his son took the throne, he would directly become the emperor.

He would probably be imprisoned in the palace forever.

Even his concubines would be at the mercy of others.

So the King of Beiliang gritted his teeth, cut his wrist, and dripped blood into the bronze altar. He

silently said in his heart: "Don't let anything happen, I don't want to die yet."

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Western Chu.

The 14 priests did not give the King of Western Chu time to react, and did not even let him do it himself.

When he saw the reaction of the bronze altar, the 14 priests directly grabbed the King of Western Chu and cut his wrist, letting the blood flow directly onto the bronze altar.

The King of Western Chu was full of grief and indignation, and said angrily: "You are too much! I am the king of a country after all!"

"Humph!"

The fourteen priests' faces turned cold, and they shouted angrily: "This is the best time to sacrifice yourself for the Lord. We are helping you, but you don't know how to be grateful."

"It seems that Western Chu should not exist!"

As he said, the 14 priests directly grabbed the neck of the King of Western Chu, and with a click, the King of Western Chu was killed on the spot by the fourteen priests.

In fact, Western Chu could have been conquered by Qin long ago. The reason why the Duke of Qin did not conquer Western Chu was to balance the interests of all dynasties.

But the 14th Priest did not care so much. Whatever Bai Qi asked him to do, he would do it thoroughly.

The moment the King of Western Chu died, all his flesh and blood was directly swallowed by the bronze altar.

The 14th Priest looked coldly at the Prince of Western Chu and said, "You are the King of Western Chu now, go on!"

The Prince of Western Chu turned pale, but still walked firmly to the 14th Priest and said calmly, "I'll do it myself!"

Then he took out a dagger and cut his wrist.

"You are better than your father! Only in this way can you be a leader. Don't worry, my master has survived the crisis this time, and you will have a bright future in the future!"

The fourteenth priest comforted him.

"I did this for the people of Western Chu, not for myself!"

The prince of Western Chu raised his head and said.

"Yes, better than our Great Zhou emperor! I will report what you did today to the master." The fourteenth priest's eyes were full of admiration.

General Bai Qi? The prince

of Western Chu sighed inwardly, it would be great if Bai Qi was a Western Chu citizen!

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Nanman.

The king of Nanman held the bronze altar in his hand. Under the gaze of everyone in the Overlord Sect, he could only hold his arms and wrists in frustration and began to offer sacrifices.

After the blood of these people was injected into the bronze altar.

One after another, the power of nothingness was condensed and began to fly into the bronze door.

Only the living walked out of the bronze door.

The dead cannot pass through here.

This was originally a secret place used to suppress the Yin and Shang Dynasty.

At this moment, the rules began to slowly change. Inside the bronze door, one after another, dead air spread and extended toward the outside of the bronze door.

It's about to open!

All the people and soldiers in the capital looked at the bronze gate in the sky.

They were waiting for the advent of a new era, and everyone was extremely excited.

The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, wearing the most gorgeous robes, seemed to witness the birth of a miracle. Finally, they all cast their eyes on the Ninth Prince.

"Your Majesty, it's your turn!"

Yang Wudi and others urged.

At this moment, the Ninth Prince was wearing a dragon robe, a crown on his head, and holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand.

He stood in the center of the crowd, looking at everyone with a smile, and then in the eyes of everyone's expectation, he laughed loudly: "

You want me to sacrifice, you are dreaming!"

As he said that, he threw the bronze altar directly to the ground.

With a clang, the bronze altar hit the floor tiles, making a crisp sound, but it was like a thunder in the sky, bombarding everyone's heart.

Yang Wudi was stunned.

Princess Anyang was stunned.

The civil and military officials in the court looked at the Ninth Prince with incredible eyes.

30,000 cavalrymen and all the people in the capital felt like they were slapped hard in the face. The feeling of being betrayed was too uncomfortable.

"Stupid king, do you know what you are doing?"

Yue Yunlei, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"I thought you would be a wise king, but it turns out that you are just like your father, a complete tyrant!"

Although Yue Yunlei had no official position, his reputation among the people was surprisingly high.

That was because his father died tragically at the hands of the previous generation of the Great Zhou Emperor.

He once again felt the anger of being betrayed by the Great Zhou Emperor.

"Of course I know, I will let the gods come down to earth and kill all those who disobey my rule!"

"You traitors, you must all die!"

The Ninth Prince laughed loudly.

Damn it!

The faces of the people on the Black Ice Platform changed drastically. It was clear that the Ninth Prince was the Duke of Qin who had pitted them to death.