Chapter 762 - 349: God of Blood and Night: Don’t Come Any Closer! (Part 2)

The remaining bunch of poor thieves, whose personal safety was somewhat guaranteed, gathered together. Aside from hosting a meeting to deal with stolen goods, they could only hold some industry skill exchange activities.

Indeed.

To gather some funds for their organization, as the exchange activities increased, they were forced to change locations.

Therefore, in the many years since the deities collectively vanished, the religious activities of the Blood and Dark Night Church were mainly conducted in the small prison yard.

Blood Demon Bra muddled through a bit of vocational training, learning enlightenment from fellow inmates of high skill in the practice field.

Although the process was somewhat baffling, it ultimately succeeded in completing the first step.

However, since the spatial position of the Blood and Dark Night Divine Kingdom was uncertain, the second step was a bit more difficult.

It required the current Pope to sacrifice their own life energy and use their entire body’s blood to condense the Blood Bible, passed down through the generations of the Blood and Dark Night Church.

Whenever night fell, placing the Blood Bible under the full moon, the Bible would absorb the power of moonlight and form a star chart.

This star chart indicated the path to the Divine Country.

Clearly, this current Pope was not very cooperative.

Apart from the Blood Bible being a holy object unique to every generation of the Pope and integral to the Church’s legacy, the main point is...

Condensing this thing was truly life-threatening (physically).

Even Lu Wenwu had no good approach for this.

He had to send out his second adopted son to have a friendly ’exchange’ with the other side.

In the end, the other party died with blood oozing from seven orifices, turning into a dried corpse in the prison.

According to the Prison Warden’s thorough investigation that lasted a whole minute, this prisoner committed suicide out of fear of their crimes.

And thus, Lu Wenwu naturally obtained the Blood Bible and is now waiting for nightfall with a barbecue, ready to open the path to the Blood and Dark Night Divine Kingdom.

Lu Wenwu got what he wanted, Blood Demon Bra demonstrated his value, and the Prison Wardens were happy that a villain, impossible to legally execute, mysteriously died in the prison.

All parties benefited and were quite pleased.

What?

You say the previous Pope of the Blood and Dark Night Church isn’t happy?

Don’t blacken his reputation — he had no objections himself, so how could he be unhappy?

...

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were scant.

Just as Blood Demon Bra was wondering how Lu Wenwu would solve the problem of tonight not being a full-moon night.

Mao Mao leisurely transformed back into his Huo Dou form and activated the Celestial Dog Devouring Sun Technique, taking a fierce bite at the sky.

The crescent moon bizarrely disappeared in an instant, as if wiped out from a canvas out of thin air.

Blood Demon Bra’s eyes widened immediately, his mouth agape.

"The... the moon! It’s gone!"

With Mao Mao’s current cultivation, he could barely reach the edge of Ascension to Divinity, certainly not capable of swallowing the moon in one gulp.

He just used the celestial wonder of the Celestial Dog Devouring Sun Technique to absorb all the moonlight in this space for his own use.

Afterward, accompanied by the circulation of his cultivation technique, he let out a ferocious roar to the sky.

In that pitch-black sky, the moon, once again, suddenly returned!

But on the other side of that crescent moon, an illusory glow of moonlight filled in more than half, forming a shape almost like a full moon!

At this moment, the Blood Bible, which Blood Demon Bra had been holding, burst with crimson light, suddenly floating in mid-air, its pages flipping of their own accord.

When the Blood Bible reached about halfway through, it suddenly stopped, shooting a brilliant crimson light beam straight upward.

Then, an awe-inspiring scene unfolded.

The stars in the sky, under the guidance of this red light beam, began to slowly change their positions, forming an ascending pathway like a staircase to the heavens.

At the end of this celestial staircase stood a blood-red cross composed of starlight.

Although Blood Demon Bra did not quite understand what Mao Mao had done, he immediately realized that such a method was effective.

With his power swiftly channeled into the Blood Bible, the blood-red cross in the night sky grew brighter, suddenly opening, revealing an even more intense dark red.

It was as if some force had poked a hole through the sky from the other side!

"Master Wu, the path to the Divine Country has been outlined, and the Divine Country Gate has opened. It’s a conceptual path, a type of Ritual Divine Skill. All you need to do is step toward it." he immediately said.

Lu Wenwu nodded slightly, collected Mao Mao into the Dragon Mansion, and stepped forward following Blood Demon Bra’s given method.

What followed was a violent spatial tremor.

He felt as if he had pierced through a membranous barrier, resilient enough as if poking through plastic sheeting with a sharpened pencil.

The view before his eyes was a mix of black and red, as though he had come to a place where laws were shattered, everything bizarre and unfamiliar unfolded.

Once his sight returned to normal, Lu Wenwu felt a solid ground beneath his feet, no longer as if treading on soft, fluffy cotton.

Looking around at the dark red sky and the black earth within his field of vision, he quickly realized he had successfully entered the Blood and Dark Night Divine Spirit’s Divine Country.

This place formed by legends and myths.

Ahead, the pointed-top castle stretched exaggeratedly like an inflatable human figure at a store entrance, extending skyward in an almost arc-like architectural manner.

Its entire "body" appeared extremely slender and elongated, surprisingly wide at the top.

Like a stretched shadow, rather than any castle structure.

Above the castle, a blood-red full moon hung in the sky, emitting a cold and eerie glow.

The Divine Country was not as vast as Lu Wenwu imagined.

On the contrary, it was very small, not even as expansive as the Inner Mansion of the Dragon Mansion.

If one considered the proportions to a deity’s scale, this would barely qualify as a restroom in size, enough to be considered cramped.

In this cramped space, the Power of Faith filled every corner, omnipresent.

The twisting gray-black particles were mingled within this reality-warping power, unconsciously absorbed by the Divine Spirit, becoming part of its Divine Body.

Lu Wenwu mildly sensed it.

This level of eroding power was roughly equivalent to the Secondary Power of Corruption unpurified during the battle with the True Demon Mother Insect.

Although fundamentally different, the effect could be partially analogous.

It was a level of power that would instantly kill a low-tier cultivator upon entry.

It’s hard to imagine that the mysterious and elegant Divine Country depicted in myths and legends would appear in such a manner.

Even Blood Demon Bra, now in ring form, was stunned: "What’s going on? It’s only been a few hundred years, how did it change into this mess? So barren, so narrow! Apart from the Shadow Fortress, where is everything else?"

"With the day-to-day affairs of your Church, it’s hard for your god’s domain not to shrink."

Lu Wenwu quipped, striding toward the Shadow Fortress that Blood Demon Bra mentioned.

In the legends, the great master who ruled the Blood and Shadow Realm sat eternally on the Blood Divine Throne in the Shadow Castle, overlooking the human world, mastering the realm of shadows and being the source of all slaughter.

Regarding the Divine Spirit’s authority, Lu Wenwu wasn’t particularly interested.

Mainly...

If myths and legends were written like this, does that mean this fellow had to stay on that so-called Divine Throne forever?

What an emperor’s golden toilet!

Treading on the black earth, echoes of Blood Demon Bra’s ongoing introduction reached Lu Wenwu’s ears.

Honestly, he wasn’t a very qualified guide.

Because this guide kept mumbling about things that no longer existed in the Divine Country.

For example, the path Lu Wenwu was now walking was supposed to be a bridge completely forged from formidable white bones, flanked by neatly placed skulls of various races, with an ever-churning sea of blood below.

In the Blood Bible, this pathway was also referred to as the "Skeleton Blood Bridge," or more directly "The Skeleton Bridge Connecting to the Shadow Fortress in the Sea of Blood."

After death, believers would walk this long bridge, with their enemies’ skeletons building their bodies, blood and shadows becoming their strength.

Until they reached the end, completely transformed into eternal Heroic Spirits, enjoying immortality.

Evidently, there was nothing like that here.