Following Ye Chenfeng's gaze, one could see the blood-red sky fade, slowly revealing a scene like a mirage.
Everyone gathered at Ye Chenfeng's position, slightly farther from the Great Sacrificial Altar, but the view was excellent, fully covering the altar.
The mirage scene in mid-air became increasingly clear, and everyone could see the scenes of past rituals here—
Countless people knelt around the huge altar, densely packed, with expressions of reverence and awe.
On the layers below the Great Sacrificial Altar stood warriors clad in armor, proud and imposing.
On the higher levels were strange and fierce beasts of great stature guarding the place.
Around the sacrificial platform at the top stood peculiar figures all covered in crimson, wielding long knives, matching the blood-red sky.
A High Priest waved a scepter like a tree branch in his hand, chanting unknown incantations.
Beside him, three witches danced an eerie dance, as if possessed.
"Pshhh..."
