Chapter 143: The Resurrection Ritual

Chapter 143: The Resurrection Ritual

Xia Zheng restrained his aura so that it seemed as ordinary as that of any normal person. Mimicking the expressions of those around him, and given that he was nineteen years old, his appearance blended right in, allowing him to pass through the Bloodkin unnoticed.

As these "believers" stepped into the camp, they finally felt the true majesty of the altar. Standing over a hundred meters tall like a massive hill, it featured four mystical energy pillars rising steeply into the sky to form its four corners. All of the core energy was channeled directly into a pyramid-like structure at the center.

Xia Zheng followed the crowd forward, noticing that a large number of Bloodkin men and women were dressed in sacrificial robes. These robes appeared to be woven from the feathers of some unknown bird. Once worn alongside the striking and handsome features of the Bloodkin, they gave off an angelic aura—truly an unbelievable sight.

Ten minutes later, they finally reached the base of the altar, right in front of the pyramid core, which stood dozens of meters tall.

At the front of the pyramid stood a statue about ten meters in height. It depicted a naked female whose physical attributes were exceptionally striking. Even as a statue, one could feel the immense charm exuding from her. Her temperament was both righteous and wicked, carrying a maternal warmth while simultaneously exerting a powerful feminine allure. Whether male or female, anyone gazing at the statue for a prolonged period would inevitably be captivated and filled with an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

Xia Zheng felt this powerful mental influence, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Seizing the right moment, he bit the tip of his tongue, using the sharp