The only chance is when Zhao Xing’s true form leaves the Prefecture City, heading somewhere else, and even better if it’s out to sea!
"The Spring Festival is a major sacrificial ritual in Great Zhou, Zhao Xing is unlikely to send his clone instead."
"This is the best opportunity." The Blood Spirit Venerable pondered.
He instinctively pinched his fingers to calculate, and a moment later, he drew a conclusion:
"There’s an eighty percent chance it could work."
The Blood Spirit Venerable nodded, then walked to a part of the Crystal Palace known as the Spirit Sealing Hall.
The door opened, a thread of blue light flickering, seemingly about to tumble out from within.
However, it was blocked by the barrier of the two doors.
The Blood Spirit Venerable looked inside, which held one hundred Xuanbing Coffins.
Every coffin was transparent.
Of them, ninety were already empty.
Only ten coffins contained naked people in slumber.
Each coffin had an old calendar pasted on the outside.
Some calendars were thick, while others were down to a few thin sheets.
"I need to use the Blood Word Curse Technique, the mediums are collected, but it requires a significant cost, which senior is willing to sacrifice?" The Blood Spirit Venerable cupped his hands towards the coffins.
No one responded, the Blood Spirit Venerable smiled slightly: "It seems everyone is willing, then I shall be presumptuous."
He walked towards the coffins.
In reality, the people in these coffins couldn’t respond.
It’s just that the Blood Spirit Venerable, lonely for too long, created an aura of ceremony for himself.
He glanced left and right, passing over the coffins with thick calendars.
"Ah, you sleep so soundly."
"Unlike me, neither man nor ghost, unable to sleep even if I want to."
"When will it be my turn to sleep?"
"Oh, I seem to not sleep here, where do I sleep?" The Blood Spirit Venerable murmured to himself, eyes somewhat bewildered.
He arrived at a coffin, containing a burly middle-aged man, with a body four meters tall.
The Blood Spirit Venerable looked at the calendar: "Xuantian Divine Sect, Mountain Guardian Elder Zhang Yao, asleep since the seventh hundred thousand, eight thousand and four hundred years of the eighth epoch, now for seven thousand six hundred and forty-five years."
"Xuantian Calendar shows you are only twenty-five years away from reaching the sleep limit."
"Surpassing seven thousand years, in this era, your chance of waking is less than ten percent, close to the sleep limit..."
"I send you, old man, back to Xuantian." The Blood Spirit Venerable mumbled to himself.
He ripped the last two pages of the calendar off the coffin.
The coffin trembled slightly, the cold air within beginning to dissipate slowly.
The Blood Spirit Venerable rolled up the coffin and walked out.
After leaving the Spirit Sealing Hall, he quickly closed the doors.
The Blood Spirit Venerable brought the coffin to the altar.
Aside from him, there were two other statues.
"Senior brother, uncle, bless me."
The Blood Spirit Venerable cupped his hands, then carried the coffin to the Blood Pool, quietly waiting for the sealing effect of the coffin to dissipate.
Above the East Sea, within a building ship.
Zhao Xing’s true form was resting with eyes closed at the view platform of the building ship.
This was the official ship of the Earth God Temple, mainly hosting the Earth God statue, which, of course, held no mighty power but was merely symbolic.
Bringing it to the island for sacrifice was merely a formality.
"Prince, now that I’m out to sea, is there any movement?"
Zhao Xing appeared calm, immovable like a mountain, but was actually quite anxious, sending a hidden message to King Heavenly Destiny in the lower cabin.
Cursed spells are too enigmatic, requiring high-grade practitioners, typically mastered by Southern Desolate witches or sect clergy.
Facing high-grade clergy, Mr. Zhao was somewhat apprehensive.
Especially since he was truly out to sea himself now.
"What are you afraid of, it’s not you bearing the weight." The voice of King Heavenly Destiny reached his ears, "Before I arrived, I cast the ’Soul Transfer Death Replacement Skill,’ any Life Soul spells aimed at you will affect me instead."
"Before I die, you will not."
"With the prince here, why would I fear? I’m just wondering how big a catch we can net."
"That’s not something you need to worry about, knowing too much about Fate Officer secrets won’t be beneficial unless you wish to become a Fate Officer." King Heavenly Destiny replied.
"Then I’ll pass." Zhao Xing shook his head.
Although Fate Officers were in a transcendental position, they were destined not to appear publicly before the world.
Low-profile, mysterious Fate Officers, their deeds only become known posthumously.
Top-secret archives might not even be unsealed until many years later.
Zhao Xing mainly feared King Heavenly Destiny could not hold up.
Because on the Southern Barbarian side, conflicts among high grades were increasingly frequent, large-scale high-grade wars could erupt anytime this year.
Considering that it’s high grades plotting against him in the East Sea, one could not be sure just how high the opposing party’s grade was.
"No pressure encountering a third-grade, no problem with a second-grade, but facing a first-grade would pose a life-threatening danger."
"King Heavenly Destiny, you must hold up." Zhao Xing muttered in his heart.
King Heavenly Destiny was also in the Second Grade Realm, if he could not withstand it, Zhao Xing surely could not either.
Of course, encountering a first-grade casting soul curse spells on him was highly unlikely.
Everything must consider the cost, soul curse spells invariably demand a price.
That’s its intrinsic nature.
Void targeting, distance-ignoring curse spells generally consume one’s lifespan.
A first-grade expending lifespan to kill a fifth-rank official like himself? The probability remains quite low.
As he was contemplating, Zhao Xing suddenly heard a low moaning sound.
He shivered, immediately activating the Heavenly Eye Skill to scan his surroundings.
Yet found nothing happening and could not discern the source of the sound.