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Third gazed at the sky as dark clouds began to gather at a visible speed.
Wang Sanguan also looked up, letting out a long breath. If this succeeded, it would fulfill his final wish.
The leader of the archaeological team approached and signaled to Wang Sanguan that everything was ready.
With the sound of thunder rumbling overhead, Wang Sanguan shouted, "The sacrificial ceremony begins."
Everyone sprang into action.
It was as if the sky responded; lightning flashed and thunder roared simultaneously. Soon after, rain began to pour down.
The dark clouds started to churn, rolling across the sky like a turbulent sea.
As the rain fell, no one sought shelter.
Wang Sanguan called out the first step: "Offer blood for the sacrifice."
Third was still processing what was happening when figures in black cloaks stepped up to each corner of the altar, taking their own lives. Blood flowed into the intricate patterns etched into the altar.
The blood began to converge toward the center.
Turning to Third, Wang Sanguan said, "We need your blood as a catalyst." Third glanced at Xin Shui Su, who nodded in response.
Using a dagger, Third drew his blood. As it flowed into the complex patterns on the altar, the pace of the blood's movement noticeably quickened.
At that moment, the rain intensified. A circular disc several meters high began to spin rapidly.
The surrounding vegetation began to lose its green hue.
In the next moment, a crack appeared in the array on the altar.
Then, in the following instant, the sounds of beasts echoed closer and closer, until they all leaped into the fissure. It took about twenty minutes for the noise to finally cease, creating an overwhelming scene.
Third felt as if his heart had risen to his throat; how many lives would have to be sacrificed?
Soaked by the rain, his lips were slightly pale from having lost blood. His complexion looked drained of color.
Xin Shui Su was also drenched, her long black hair clinging to her face due to the rain. She appeared unwell, a hint of worry etched on her features.
Third wiped the rainwater from his face and looked at Xin Shui Su, asking, "What is the purpose of this?"
Xin Shui Su hesitated for a moment but ultimately shook her head.
Third pressed on, "Don't you know? What is the cost of sacrificing so many lives for?"
Xin Shui Su remained silent.
Third chose not to ask again.
As if the altar's array had absorbed enough blood, it began to slowly close.
At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck down from a dark cloud in the sky, hitting beneath the circular platform and creating an opening.
Seeing this, Wang Sanguan could no longer contain his ecstatic expression. He murmured, "Is it successful? Is it really successful?"
The rain continued to fall, each drop the size of a bean.
Wang Sanguan hurried forward.
Third followed closely behind, while Xin Shui Su hesitated for a moment before catching up.
The sky was filled with roiling dark clouds, swirling like boiling water, moving with great intensity. Eventually, a hint of red began to emerge, signaling that a final thunderclap was approaching.
Wang Sanguan was drawn to the red light and looked up at the sky.
When he saw the sky tinged with Red Clouds, his heart leaped from his stomach to his throat, and he shouted, "Everyone, quickly retreat from the altar!"
But it was too late.
A massive bolt of fiery red lightning struck down toward the altar. No one could escape its wrath.
In an instant, Third's hand was grabbed by Xin Shui Su, and they quickly darted to the side. Yet they still couldn't evade it.
When the lightning struck, it felt as if the entire mountain range shook.
The altar collapsed. The mountainside began to slide downwards.
Wang Sanguan fell to the ground, spitting blood as he muttered, "Could I have been wrong? 'Six Coffins Burial Feng Shui,' I was just one step away from success."
Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Er Gou's grandfather observed the changing sky, holding a black chess piece in his hand as Waiter urged him to make his move.
He sighed and glanced at the waiter, the pieces finally settled. In his heart, he thought, "This time it’s finally coming to an end."
The scene had turned chaotic; a landslide combined with a mudslide had struck. No one could escape this disaster. Everyone was dead.
This was an act of nature; how could such a thing succeed? Under another sky, an old man with white hair sighed as well.
After the lightning faded, the world fell silent, and the rain continued to pour for several days.
In fact, Second and Seven had not left; they were waiting at the foot of the mountain.
When they saw the strange phenomenon in the sky, they knew something had happened to Third. However, that night, the rain was unusually heavy and relentless.
The landslide was severe, and the mudslide resembled a flood. The villagers of Wang Er Gou were all evacuated.
Second and Seven watched anxiously but could not ascend.
They had no choice but to wait for several more days. The intensity of the rain began to diminish and eventually stopped.
The villagers claimed it was the Mountain Deity's wrath.
However, when Second and Seven returned to the Eastern Guan Mountain Range, the sight before them left them feeling hopeless.
After the mountain collapsed, it created a horizontal chasm. A sheer cliff stood directly in front of them. Looking up, they could not see the top; only rolling white clouds were visible.
The Eastern Guan Mountain Range was impassable. There was simply no way up.
The two remained at the base of the mountain for a while, but ultimately, they had no choice but to leave.
The two of them turned back every three steps, hoping for a miracle to happen, but nothing changed.
Days passed in this manner.
In the Tomb Pit of the mountains, six palaces housed six fiery red coffins.
At some unknown point, two more corpses had appeared inside the coffins.
But what exactly is the Six Coffins Burial Feng Shui? What is the Eastern Ancient Altar?
Legend has it that when the six Heavenly Born Individuals are buried together, the Ancient Altar will activate, allowing the six to be resurrected.
However, many misunderstand this, believing that opening the ancient altar would grant them eternal life, making them ageless and immortal.
In truth, it was all just an illusion.(THE END)
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