Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

The color has long since changed from its original hue to its current dark red.

Cruel, brutal, and utterly inhuman.

The young man also came over.

He didn't say a word, just stared intently at the stone slab above the groove.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"Officer Yang, Brother, what's wrong with you guys?" Hu Bayi, Wu Yutian, Fatty, and the others walked over.

Chapter 157: Shirley Yang rushed into his arms

Shirley Yang's face turned extremely ugly, not just extremely ugly.

I want to speak, but I don't know how to say it.

At this moment, the young man spoke in a cold voice.

"If a sacrifice is to be held here, someone must be offered as a sacrifice; otherwise, no one will leave alive."

It's as if they've come to a place they shouldn't be.

Hu Bayi's expression changed drastically upon hearing the young man's words. He then looked at the contents of the stone slab.

Although Hu Bayi didn't quite understand the rules of the Demon Kingdom's rituals.

But you can still understand about 80-90% of it.

The sacrificial scene depicted above the human-shaped execution pit is relatively simple in composition.

But the more I looked at it, the more alarmed I became.

Every stroke in the mural seems to be dripping with blood, depicting living people being brutally skinned alive in the face of cruel sacrifices...

Are they going to face the same fate?

But among the seven people present, who could become the victim?

Hu Bayi didn't know, nor did he want to face such a cruel choice.

However, he understood the entire sacrificial process.

The process involves killing the sacrificial animal and then placing it and the phoenix gall bladder into two separate pools behind them. These are the main locations for the snake bone sacrifice.

No other special instruments are needed.

Hu Bayi guessed that the reason for sinking the sacrificial offerings and the phoenix gall into two separate pools was to maintain a balance of some kind of power.

"Brother Tian, ​​Lao Hu, what should we do next? Are we really going to lose one of our lives?" Wang Pangzi, who had relaxed earlier, immediately became agitated again.

Just as Wu Yutian was about to speak, Chu Yi ran over.

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Hu, Miss Yang, I've discovered something strange."

Everyone was taken aback, and then followed Chu Yi.

Since staying here won't lead to anything, I might as well look for other options.

The group followed Chu Yi to the spot where they had entered and saw a strange crystal bowl.

The crystal bowl resembled a small water vat, seamlessly integrated with the Jade Mountain, with no discernible joint.

At some point, a thin wisp of dark red crystal sand began to flow down from the top, and the bottom of the bowl was now filled with a thick layer.

"Brother Tian, ​​Lao Hu, could this be an hourglass? But this hourglass is a bit too big."

Wang Pangzi's words reminded Hu Bayi, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm afraid things aren't looking good. This thing is supposed to keep track of time. If we haven't completed the ritual before the sand runs out, then..."

Previously, Hu Bayi had been wondering what the dark figure in the white tunnel was doing.

Now, seeing the hourglass, he suddenly realized that the shadowy figure's footsteps were sometimes near, sometimes far, but it just wouldn't appear.

At first, Hu Bayi thought he was afraid of Wu Yutian, which was why he didn't dare to show up.

Now he realized that the black shadow was actually there to monitor them.

He followed them at a distance from the moment they entered the tunnel.

And from that moment on, their countdown to death began.

"Old Hu, you're not kidding us, are you? This thing has a set time for the ritual?" Fatty Wang was so frightened that he stammered.

They were already struggling to decide who among them could be the selfless person who would sacrifice themselves to save others, and now they've even set a specific timeframe.

Isn't this just driving them crazy?

We've all come here through thick and thin, we're practically brothers in arms, who would be willing to lay a hand on their own brother?

Hu Bayi's gaze was serious and heavy.

He didn't answer Wang Pangzi's question, feeling an indescribable sense of oppression.

Whether in the Demon Kingdom or other places, sacrificial rites are always conducted at specific times, and it is especially important not to miss the auspicious hour.

Shirley Yang watched the fine sand slowly flowing out of the hourglass.

My feelings can no longer be described as heavy; they are profoundly sorrowful.

Based on the speed at which the fine sand is flowing out, they now have less than half an hour left.

The sacrificial ceremony would definitely take some time, meaning they now only had less than ten minutes left to consider it.

Shirley Yang clenched her small hands into fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

But she felt no pain.

After a long silence, she finally made a decision and let out a long sigh.

"I am willing, I am willing to be the sacrifice in that ritual."

It all started because of her, so naturally she should be the one to end it all.

Although Shirley Yang also wanted to live.

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Hu, Miss Yang, what are you talking about? I can't understand a word you're saying," Chu Yi said, completely bewildered.

Shirley Yang glanced at him, and also at Ah Xiang, and said, "You guys shouldn't ask anymore. It's better if you don't know about this."

Chu Yi and A Xiang are two innocent people, so of course she wouldn't sacrifice them.

Then he looked at Wu Yutian, Hu Bayi, and Fatty Wang.

"Wu Yutian, Old Hu, Fatty, it's a pleasure to meet you both."

"Thank you for your help and companionship along the way. It is the luckiest thing in my life to have met you."

Shirley Yang's eyes were full of reluctance, especially when she saw Wu Yutian, she was even more reluctant to part with him.

"Alright everyone, time is running out, let's get started." 710" Shirley Yang glanced at her pocket watch, then turned and walked towards the execution pit.

In the instant she turned away, tears streamed down her face.

Fatty Wang was on the verge of collapse and looked at Wu Yutian.

"Brother Tian, ​​you have to think of something! Staff Officer Yang is so young, she can't die."

"If all else fails, then I'll have to sacrifice myself."

"A head lost leaves only a scar the size of a bowl; twenty years later, Fatty will be a hero again!"

Hu Bayi also came over. "Brother Tian, ​​is there really no other way?"

In fact, Hu Bayi had already made preparations, and he would step up to take the lead at the most crucial moment.

He wasn't stupid; of course he knew that living was good, but if he had to live a lifetime of self-blame and guilt, he'd rather have a quick end now.

However, he still held a glimmer of hope.

Hopefully, the all-powerful Wu Yutian will eventually come up with a solution.

Wu Yutian ignored Hu Bayi and Fatty, and walked straight toward the execution pit.

Wang Pangzi's heart skipped a beat. "It's over, it's over. Even Brother Tian can't do anything about it now." "Shirley, wait a minute."

Wu Yutian suddenly called out from behind Shirley Yang.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Shirley Yang could no longer control her emotions.

She turned around and threw herself into Wu Yutian's arms.

Chapter 158: A Mountain of Corpses, Searching for Sacrifices

She really couldn't bear to part with him, she really couldn't bear to part with Wu Yutian.

I'm so reluctant to leave this world, so reluctant to leave my two comrades-in-arms, Hu Bayi and Wang Pangzi.

The young man remained silent throughout.

"Shirley, don't rush. Take another good look at the murals in the execution pit. Are you really sure you need to kill someone to complete the sacrifice?" Wu Yutian prompted.

Shirley Yang was taken aback, not quite understanding Wu Yutian's words, but she felt that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better.

At this moment, Hu Bayi took the lead and ran to the execution pit.

They carefully examined the murals on the grooves again.