Time flies, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Ning Fan remained seated cross-legged in the Blood Prison, unmoving, while the raging Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens gradually calmed down.

After a month, Ning Fan fully refined the Palm Position Dao Fruit left by the Seventh Generation Slaughter Emperor, cultivating the Ancient God Yin-Yang—Slaughter Yin-Yang; the number of aperture hearts in his Ancient God heart increased to five by absorbing the heart force of Ancient God Saints.

The seventh layer of the Blood Prison was dead silent. Ning Fan stayed cross-legged and unmoving, while the Ancient God pressure around him gradually increased as time went by.

At this moment, Ning Fan was no longer a Three Apertures Ancient God but a Five Apertures Ancient God, almost the highest rank among Ancient Gods in this era of decline!

Ancient Gods are ranked by the number of aperture hearts: a Three Apertures Ancient God consuming expensive pills would have an effect eight times stronger than an average person; for a Five Apertures Ancient God, the effect would be a terrifying thirty-two times!

Ning Fan felt the Ancient God Bloodline boiling within him, constantly improving due to absorbing the heart force of the Ancient God’s Saints.

If someone could see through the bloodline within Ning Fan’s body, they would surely notice that a drop of ancestral blood is gradually forming, exuding a vast aura!

Another month passed!

Under Ning Fan’s control, that ancestral blood finally took its initial shape, exuding boundless Rain Intent.

Back then, Ning Fan became a King Blood Ancient God due to an opportunity granted by the Rain Ancestor, so his Ancient God Bloodline’s origin is the same as the Rain Ancestor’s bloodline. Now, the Ancient God Bloodline absorbed the heart force of the Saints, increasing its level, but its origin remained unchanged; its foundation was still... rain!

With the formation of ancestral blood, the Ancient God pressure around Ning Fan rose exponentially, and the flow of Ancient God Mana within him became far smoother than before.

The benefits from the bloodline improvement won’t directly manifest in cultivation but will profoundly influence Ning Fan’s path of cultivation in the future, making it indispensable.

Ning Fan began to stabilize the newly born Ancient God Ancestral Blood within him, and after four months, it finally stabilized completely and genuinely became a part of his bloodline!

Thus, in Ning Fan’s lineage of God, Demon, and Slaughter, three bloodlines reached the ancestral level, making him the rightful common ancestor of the Divine, Demon, and Magic!

He felt his integration among the cultivations of the Divine, Demon, and Magic became more harmonious, with the conflicting Yin and Yang within him becoming increasingly balanced. All 400 million pores in his body exuded a gentle coolness, and he clearly noticed his cultivation speed significantly increased.

He stood up and exhaled a long breath of turbid air, touching the starlight of Slaughter Yin-Yang that appeared between his brows, his expression was complex.

With the help of the Palm Position Dao Fruit, Ning Fan successfully cultivated Slaughter Yin-Yang more smoothly than when the Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor helped him cultivate Rain Yin-Yang.

After refining an entire Palm Position Dao Fruit, such a thing is exceedingly rare in the era of decline...

The Palm Position Great Emperors of the era of decline are countable on one hand; the probability of a Palm Position Great Emperor forming a Palm Position Dao Fruit upon demise is relatively small. Even when Lightning Emperor Tai Su perished, the Thunder Control Position Dao Fruit wasn’t formed. Nonetheless, countless Eastern Celestial Cultivators exhaust all efforts to search for the non-existent Palm Position Dao Fruit, dreaming a spring-and-autumn dream of ascending to the pinnacle of the Second Step overnight...

If Ning Fan had other Palm Position Dao Fruits, cultivating other forms of Yin-Yang wouldn’t be difficult, but such opportunities are hard to come by...

As for the cultivation advancement brought by Slaughter Yin-Yang... Regretfully, Ning Fan’s Ancient God cultivation, due to not yet breaking through the Timeless Realm, has stagnated with no improvement.

Consequently, the cultivation enhancement brought by Slaughter Yin-Yang was forcibly taken away to increase various intensities of the Divine Spirit Wasted Body...

Ning Fan indeed felt that his Divine Spirit Wasted Body had strengthened slightly...

"Thank you, Senior, for granting me this opportunity." Grateful, Ning Fan bowed towards the blurry sword shadow within the blood light, displaying appreciation for the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens.

Until now, he hadn’t seen the true form of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, feeling slightly regretful but not expressing it visibly.

The sword hadn’t revealed its true form when meeting him likely for some reason, Ning Fan understood priorities and didn’t force it.

[Hehe, still calling me Senior? Have you forgotten what I said before? Indeed, you’re still unwilling to call me Brother.] The Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens’ inner voice rang, laced with amusement.

Ning Fan was taken aback and then smiled wryly, "Forgive me, Brother. It’s not that I am unwilling, just not used to it, and accidentally forgot I should call you that. After all, my journey has been guided by a master, yet I’ve never had siblings or know how siblings should interact..."

[Hehe, call me more often, and you’ll gradually get used to it! Every Slaughter Emperor struggled to change their way of addressing at first. Of course, the affection between brothers cannot be cultivated in a short period. It’s natural for us to feel slightly unfamiliar at the moment, but that’s okay. However, since you’ve already gained the first benefits of succeeding as a Slaughter Emperor, you ought to leave the Blood Prison soon. The Great Elder of the current generation has likely arranged the sealing ceremony outside, awaiting you, the protagonist, to attend.]

"The sealing ceremony, is it? I understand, I will go now, but..."

[But before you leave, you have inner questions you want to ask me, correct?]

"Yes." Ning Fan replied, harboring many inquiries about the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens being the First-Generation Slaughter Emperor. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The history of the Slaughter Hall clearly records that the First-Generation died in ancient times, yet why... is still alive!

If the First-Generation were truly alive, why let the calamity tribe invade without intervening? How could he watch the seventh generation be taken down by traitors and not step in?

Incomprehensible...

[I understand your confusion. I won’t hide it from you; the reason why I didn’t protect the seventh was not that I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t dare... The history of the Slaughter Hall is correct, as I did die long ago, but because my true form is a sword, an ultimate divine weapon, my body was preserved forever as a divine sword after death. Additionally, a sliver of my consciousness remained within this sword. The ’me’ you see now is actually not me, but merely a sliver of will existing in the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens before my soul scattered. Due to the sword’s existence, despite the calamity tribe having designs on the descendant of the Northern Dipper, they dare not launch a large-scale invasion but kept other plans restrained. Otherwise, just the Calamity Tribe Chief Huo Dou arriving personally at the Slaughter Hall or sending one or two Quasi-Saints would be enough to ravage the Slaughter Hall hundreds or thousands of times over...]

[Though retaining a trace of will allows me to control the Sacred Slayer Sword to guard the Slaughter Hall, in reality, it only has the strength for a single strike. This strike is incredibly powerful and can potentially eliminate, or highly likely severely wound, a casual Ancient Great Cultivator if they come, but after such a deadly strike, my will within the Sacred Slayer Sword would dissipate completely. The sword, then unaided, would become a masterless item, attracting numerous Decline Era cultivators’ efforts to seize it...]

[...When the Seventh Generation died, I wished I could rescue him, but I knew very well that if I couldn’t restrain myself and intervened, even if I saved the Seventh Generation then, what would follow would be a full-scale invasion by the Huo Clan... With Quasi-Saints of the Huo Clan arriving, the Slaughter Hall would still be destroyed, and the Seventh Generation would still die... In contrast, if I stood by and watched the death of the Seventh Generation, the other disciples of the Slaughter Hall, and those Big Dipper Descendants, might still have a chance to survive... Alas, I keep calling the Seventh Generation my junior brother, yet I disregarded his life twice... I am truly sorry to him...]

The tone of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens was filled with deep pain and self-blame, the kind of pain of watching a junior brother die before your eyes and not daring to save him was more unbearable than death itself.

Ning Fan was slightly silent, understanding the dilemma faced by the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens.

The Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens was the body of the First Generation Slaughter Emperor, who had long been dead, leaving only the last shred of will inside the sword, capable of controlling the sword to deliver one final strike.

This strike was powerful enough to terrify even ancient cultivators, but... there was only this one strike, it couldn’t be replicated a second time...

Therefore, this strike should not be used recklessly; in fact, it should never be used at all, to keep all enemies in fear.

There were once six Huo Clan Immortal Emperors attacking the Slaughter Hall, forcing the Seventh Generation to fight for his life, severely injuring himself. In that battle, there were supposedly no Quasi-Saints involved. If multiple Quasi-Saints had appeared, with the Seventh Generation’s Nine Tribulations Peak cultivation, there was no way he could have defended the Big Dipper Blood Realm.

The Huo Clan, as a secret clan, naturally wouldn’t lack Quasi-Saints, and it’s very likely that there were more than one. The reason why Quasi-Saints didn’t all show up was mostly because they feared the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, still capable of a final strike, fearing that once they appeared, they would be slain by the sword, rendering their lifelong cultivations in vain...

Who in the world doesn’t have selfish motives? Even Quasi-Saints don’t want to sacrifice themselves for others...

As long as the final strike of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens is never used, the Quasi-Saints of the Huo Clan will never dare to act as vanguards to attack the Slaughter Hall, at most sending ordinary Immortal Emperors seen as cannon fodder.

In the past, six Immortal Emperors attacked the Slaughter Hall, a luxurious lineup indeed! But simply from the point of view that no Quasi-Saint intervened, Ning Fan realized, the Huo Clan’s intentions were malicious! They intended to use these six Immortal Emperors as vanguards, as bait, to push the Slaughter Hall to a dead end, forcing the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens to use its last strike, only then would the Quasi-Saints invade uninhibited...

Sacrificing six Immortal Emperors to attack the Slaughter Hall, such audacity could only be accomplished by the ten great secret clans.

But the Huo Clan miscalculated, even though the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens didn’t strike, back then the Seventh Generation managed to repel the siege of the six Emperors by himself, defending the Big Dipper Blood Realm!

He finally did not use the final strike of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens...

Thereafter, the Huo Clan sent several internal traitors to assassinate the Seventh Generation and attempted, after the Seventh Generation’s death, to exhaust the final strike of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens with these traitors.

But unfortunately, this plot was thwarted by Ning Fan’s intervention!

Thinking of this, Ning Fan’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling a sense of unease.

The Huo Clan feared not the Seventh Generation Slaughter Emperor, but the final strike of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, this was something he didn’t know before coming to the Slaughter Hall!

If the Seventh Generation had not died, as long as he was alive, the Quasi-Saints of the Huo Clan wouldn’t appear, unable to push the Slaughter Hall to the brink of destruction, and even with several Immortal Emperors besieging, the Seventh Generation could likely defend. Unable to force out the final strike of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens.

The Seventh Generation estimated his own life to only last two thousand years, so he gave Ning Fan two thousand years to grow!

He needed Ning Fan to succeed him, to protect the Slaughter Hall, to resist the Huo Clan players under the Quasi-Saint.

But now, before the two-thousand-year deadline, the Seventh Generation has passed!

Does the Huo Clan know about the death of the Seventh Generation!

If they know, will they take advantage of the vulnerability!

With the loss of the Seventh Generation guarding the Slaughter Hall, even without a Quasi-Saint arriving, any Immortal Emperor could be enough to slaughter the disciples and elders of the Slaughter Hall, bringing a cataclysmic disaster to the Slaughter Hall!

At such a time, if the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens doesn’t strike, it would have to watch helplessly as the Huo Clan’s Immortal Emperor massacres the Big Dipper Descendants; if it strikes, it has only one strike, even if it kills the current invaders, it would have no power to resist future invaders, and the Slaughter Hall would still be doomed...

[Your concern is very likely to occur, if I’m not mistaken, your upcoming emperor-sealing ceremony is likely to be invaded by Huo Clan Immortal Emperors to test your depths. If you can’t even resist the Immortal Emperors, then I will have to step in and resolve those enemies...]

"If senior brother uses the last strike..."

[If it really comes to that, the fate of the Slaughter Hall would truly be exhausted, you needn’t stubbornly defend the Big Dipper Blood Realm, as it’s undefendable, I only ask you to do one thing, which is to protect a few Big Dipper Descendants to escape, at least... leave a part of the bloodline for the Big Dipper Descendants...]

"Senior brother need not fear! Even if my emperor-sealing ceremony indeed faces incursions from Huo Clan Immortal Emperors, there is no need to fear! Fortunately, I have prepared... with my wife Burying Moon by my side, this ceremony will absolutely not go awry!"

[Burying Moon? This name sounds familiar, I seem to have heard of this newcomer during my lifetime... But that lady is an ancient cultivator, it’s probably not the same person you’re talking about, junior brother...]

"Oh? Senior brother has heard of my wife’s name? That’s quite a coincidence, it seems to be some kind of karmic tie... Not to hide it, senior brother, this woman is my concubine, indeed an ancient Great Emperor, after several twists and turns, she reappeared in this Era of Decline. Though heavily wounded and unable to engage in excessive duels, with her current cultivation having one foot in the Quasi-Saint realm, intimidating several Huo Clan Immortal Emperors is more than sufficient. Back then, the Huo Clan only sent six Immortal Emperors to besiege the Seventh Generation, perhaps there were some constraints, unable to send more, if this is merely a probe rather than a large-scale invasion, they may not even send six Immortal Emperors, likely only sending one or two... Along with me, junior brother, there should be enough to fend off a Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperor, with side assistance it would only be more secure! If the Huo Clan doesn’t send someone to probe my depth, so be it, but if they do send an Immortal Emperor, junior brother will ensure that Immortal Emperor returns empty-handed!"

[Hiss! Junior brother actually took in a half-step Quasi-Saint ancient Great Emperor as a concubine? Junior brother’s actions truly defy common sense...]The tone of the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens became somewhat peculiar.

Taking a unique woman, half a step into Quasi-Saint, as a concubine? This is something even beings of such stature as ancient grand cultivators dare not dream of, only relying on chance, and Ning Fan actually achieved it...

This kid... is indeed a phenomenon that defies common reasoning...

[Since junior brother is so confident about the upcoming emperor-sealing ceremony, I won’t say more, just remember... if matters do reach the worst scenario, remember the task entrusted to you by senior brother...]

Ning Fan remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

[In essence, remember what your elder brother has told you. Apart from that, do you have any other questions? About the Real Realms, about the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, about the Big Dipper Immortal Domain... whatever you wish to know, what can be spoken of, your elder brother will try to tell you.]

"The Huo Clan’s scheme against the Slaughter Hall, is it the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens? Or is there another scheme, more important than this sword?" Ning Fan pondered and asked.

[What they seek is the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, but it is not just the sword. The specifics cannot be spoken of...]

Cannot be spoken of? Does that mean this matter involves an existence of the Fourth Step, possibly related to the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor?

Ning Fan nodded, did not continue asking about it, but instead inquired, "I can sense that the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens is extremely extraordinary, no, I can’t just call it extraordinary; this sword gives me a feeling of sheer terror! The killing intent it contains is the most I have ever seen in my life! This sword should be something similar to the Sword of Incense Offering, yet it feels somewhat different. What exactly is the origin of this sword, and what is its connection, being named the Sacred Slayer, with the Sky Desolate Ancient Realm connecting the Dreamland Realm and the Three Great Realms?"

[Alas, it cannot be spoken of...]

"Then let’s just forget it..."

[Aren’t you interested in the questions that even the Zidou Descendants are focused on? About the Real Realms, about the Zidou Immortal Domain, about...]

"In any case, most of it can’t be spoken of, right? It doesn’t make a difference whether I ask or not, so why bother."

[That’s true, as your brother, I really can’t give you too many answers; since you’re not interested, I won’t say much.]

"It’s not that I’m not interested in everything; I am quite interested in someone in the Real Realms."

[Oh? Who are you interested in? If it’s something I can talk about, I’ll be glad to tell you.]

"I’m interested in the Sword Ancestor."

[Sword Ancestor? When I was walking in the Real Realms, the Big Dipper Immortal Emperor had not yet passed away; back then, there were no great powers above the True Immortal in the Real Realms using the title of Sword Ancestor. The Real Realms are so vast that no one could truly understand all the beings in it unless at the Fourth Step; perhaps I am indeed ignorant.]

"It shouldn’t be ignorance; she comes from the Primeval Immortal Realm and seems to be the First Immortal Emperor under the Primeval Immortal Emperor."

[The Primeval’s First Immortal Emperor? A woman? During my lifetime, the Primeval’s First Immortal Emperor was not any Sword Ancestor, nor a woman, but the Grand Sovereign of the Eastern Sea. Each generation’s First Emperor takes the title of Grand Sovereign; if it’s called Sword Ancestor, that’s quite peculiar and doesn’t fit the customs of the Primeval Immortal Realm...]

"Perhaps she achieved Dao and was titled as the Sword Ancestor after you passed away."

[Do you know her name? If you tell me her name, I might have some impression.]

"Her name? She might be called Ji Qingling, or maybe it’s just an alias..."

[Ji Qingling? Never heard of it. But Ji is the immortal surname of the Primeval Immortal Emperor, that’s something I do know. This surname might be ordinary elsewhere, but in the Primeval Immortal Realm, it’s a supreme honor, not for ordinary people to use. Only Primeval Immortal Cultivators who have made great contributions are granted this surname by the Immortal Emperor; those with even greater merits may be given a full name and surname... The name Ji Qingling might have been granted to her for her merits after I passed away, which is why I’ve never heard of it. She must have been known by a different name before...]

"Never mind, I was just asking casually; it’s fine if you don’t know, brother."

Remembering how the Sword Ancestor had twice vanished before his eyes, Ning Fan felt a slight pain inside. This woman was also extremely special to him, yet he knew very little about her.

Luckily, he had planted a soul seed within her.

Luckily, she had not truly vanished from between heaven and earth.

There will be a day to meet again...

"I have some other questions I want to ask, all regarding cultivation, not any great secrets of heaven and earth..."

After a long while, Ning Fan finally finished talking with the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens.

Before leaving, the Sacred Slayer Sword requested that Ning Fan leave his five lively sword spirit lasses behind, as well as the Five Elements Bottle—a treasure that aids in enhancing the cultivation of artifact spirits.

[The five little sword spirits you brought back then have exceptional talents; the fact that they can glimpse my sword form alone is a talent found in only one in a million among sword spirits. If properly nurtured, they could become your right-hand helpers in the future. My true form is a sword, perhaps I can give some guidance to those little girls in their cultivation.]

"This... Those five little girls are too noisy; if they stay here, they will disturb your cultivation, brother."

[It’s alright; due to some reasons, I cannot leave the Seventh Layer of the Blood Prison before delivering the final strike; it’s very difficult for me to provide any help to you outside; the only thing I can do is to help guide the sword spirits, so as to assist you a little. Moreover, I have no children, no disciples, so these five little girls can become my disciples, carrying on my teachings. My supreme skills can mostly only be utilized by sword spirits, not of much use to ordinary people, but to these little girls, it might be an opportunity...]

Ning Fan knew the real reason for the Sacred Slayer Sword accepting the sword spirit lasses as disciples was not due to their extraordinary talents.

It was to help him cultivate sword spirits and bolster his strength...

Though these little lasses were highly talented, they could never surpass true innate spirit, which, though rare, exists in the world. If the Sacred Slayer Sword was truly eager to find a disciple to inherit his teachings, it wouldn’t be difficult to find someone with a higher talent than these five little lasses. The fact that he hadn’t found any over these years showed that he wasn’t really enthusiastic about the matter.

The sole reason for doing this was just to lend a hand to his junior brother, nothing more...

Once, Ning Fan’s impression of the Slaughter Hall was only one of promise, only one of gratitude.

But now, gradually, there was a shred of genuine affection.

He truly started considering the Slaughter Hall as a home.

A place where a brother cared for him—what else could it be but home?

The five little sword spirit lasses hadn’t been out to play for a long time; once Ning Fan released them, they immediately started frolicking around the Seventh Layer of the Blood Prison, enjoying it immensely without getting tired.

Ning Fan had serious doubts whether these five mischievous little lasses could really learn any skills from the Sacred Slayer Sword here.

The master isn’t particularly wise.

The apprentice is just too mischievous!

Fortunately, as soon as the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens released its slightly stern sword pressure, the five little girls instantly became timid and behaved.

They couldn’t directly communicate with the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, but swords can converse without words; by intertwining their Sword Intent, they can understand each other’s thoughts.

No one knows what the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens said to the five little girls, but previously noisy, they suddenly respectfully kowtowed to the sword shadow in the blood light, as if recognizing a master.

Seeing the five little girls finally settle down, Ning Fan also relaxed, leaving behind the Five Elements Bottle to naturally nurture the five little girls and aid them in growing strength.

Long after Ning Fan’s departure, the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens suddenly began a conversation with the five little girls through Sword Intent.

[What did I say? Your master really likes you and specially left an Innate Treasure for you to cultivate. He hopes you acquire skills and then marry you as his brides, which is why he temporarily endured the separation pain and left you here. So, you must study hard, not be mischievous, and not disappoint your master’s intention! If you misbehave, your master might abandon you and marry other Sword Spirits as brides!]

The Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, with no qualms about misleading the kids, concocted this with utmost seriousness.

Upon hearing this, the five little girls immediately panicked, crying.

"Boo hoo! I must study hard, learn well, and become Little Fan Fan’s bride. I won’t let other Sword Spirits or vixens steal my Little Fan Fan!" Jing Jing cried with streaming tears.

"Boo hoo! Mo Mo will be well-behaved, and will live a lifetime with Little Fan Fan, having a bunch of little Sword Spirits!" Mo Mo’s eyes swelled from crying.

"Boo hoo! I don’t care about other species and Little Fan Fan; anyway, River Water wants to be Little Fan Fan’s primary Sword Spirit bride!"

"No way! The Camellia Petals must be Little Fan Fan’s main Sword Spirit bride!"

"I... I... I..." A certain stuttering Sword Spirit named Tong Tong also wanted to speak but couldn’t get a word in edgewise.

Thus, the five little girls quickly started arguing over ’who gets to be Little Fan Fan’s primary Sword Spirit bride.’

[Stop arguing! Whoever learns the skills best will be the primary bride! This is what your master personally told me. Additionally, since you bowed to me as your master, from now on, when you refer to your master, you should call him Uncle Master, as I am your master’s senior brother.]

"Oh! Little Fan Fan became our Uncle Master! Having babies with Uncle Master sounds exciting!"

"Mo Mo loves this kind of forbidden relationship!"

"River Water likes it too!"

"Camellia Petals also likes it!"

"Tong... Tong... Tong..."

"Tong Tong likes it too, we all know! Stop speaking, you’re causing anxiety!"

In short, the five little girls were determined to learn skills well from the Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens. Although their motives were impure, they initially planned to have some cross-species, cross-ethical forbidden relationship with Ning Fan.

The Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens, acting like an old child, frequently deceived the five little girls, eagerly enjoying it.

Old child, old child—it refers to people, no, swords like this. The Sacred Slayer Sword of the Desolate Heavens is not a rigid person...

...

After half a year, Ning Fan finally stepped out of the Blood Prison, and the Minghai Celestial King, long awaiting outside, rejoiced and greeted him.

"Did the young master gain richly?"

"Yes, the gains are significant; I even understood my own heart, which makes me look forward even more to the benefits following the Imperial Ceremony and the second and third advantages. My Divine Skills are numerous, and perhaps it’s time to consolidate them. When does the Imperial Ceremony start?"

"Most guests have arrived, but, but..."

Approaching this subject, the Minghai Celestial King suddenly felt embarrassed.

This time, the Eighth Generation Slaughter Emperor invited various Eastern Heavenly Powers, but few were willing to attend... It’s almost the least attended Imperial Ceremony of all past Slaughter Emperors!

Understandably, Ning Fan’s awkward status is resented by the Dark Clan; the Slaughter Hall is also in a precarious state, and everyone knows to distance themselves from it.

Thus, few would dare defy public opinion and support Ning Fan...

But those who came are almost all worthy of forming alliances!

Friends should be few in number but quality! It’s easy to help in times of wealth, but difficult in adversity!

Therefore, even though this is the least attended Imperial Ceremony in the Slaughter Hall’s history, Ning Fan will treat it seriously, grateful for every guest!