Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 300 - 78: Fire Dance Sacrifice

"Upon arriving here and after gouging out my own eyes, my mindset became even more peaceful, and I paradoxically saw the landscapes I had been blind to before. The very things I had ardently sought were tucked away among the neglected objects around me, in the grass and trees nearby, and in the blue skies and white clouds above," the blind man expressed his revelations, to the astonishment of Li Shunxin and Yuan Tiangang who stood nearby and displayed surprised expressions.

"To have such insights shows that you have entered the path. Continuing to contemplate might even lead you to touch what is called the Heavenly Gate Foundation Establishment," Lu Yu said with a sigh.

Had a person like the blind man been born in an era or place where cultivation flourished, he truly could have been someone who started his own school. It was a pity that, constrained by the small territory of Nanzhao, he wasted his youth. Now, setting out again, he faced many uncertainties.

Hearing the term Heavenly Gate Foundation Establishment, Yuan Tiangang’s eyes lit up. He eagerly looked at the blind man next to him, his gaze burning as if he were beholding a rare treasure.

"In that case, you two come forward, and I will remove the Divine Spirit’s curse from you."

Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang spoke, "Hold on, sir!"

"Today, I have reported this matter to the Taoist Sect, and the elders are quite displeased with the Divine Spirit’s covert manipulation of Kyushu’s fortune and destiny. Therefore, they have decided to teach Him a lesson, and I hope, sir, that you can preserve this essence, as our Taoist Sect has great use for it," Yuan Tiangang explained as the three of them exchanged astonished looks.

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Lu Yu smiled and said, "That shouldn’t be difficult."

He reached out his hand and a black essence began to emerge from the two individuals, like a stream of black smoke.

This black smoke was gently grasped by Lu Yu, forming a cluster that lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Li Shunxin and the other felt an immediate relief throughout their bodies, originating from the relaxation of their souls. They quickly kneeled down and kowtowed in gratitude, acknowledging this life-saving grace.

Meanwhile, far away in the Kingdom of Nanzhao, on a majestic high mountain topped with snow, stood a resplendent Golden Palace. Bathed in sunlight, the palace gleamed brilliantly, believed by the locals to be the radiance of the Divine Spirits, accessible only to the most devout believers who could become honorable and holy priests within this magnificent temple.

Inside the temple, a white-haired priest knelt before a majestic Divine Statue made of gold, looming tall and authoritative.

The Senior Priest opened his tightly shut eyes, his aged face showing a look of shock.

In front of him were two bronze lamps, under the Divine Statue, with their ever-burning lamps that suddenly went out.

"How is this possible, did two people die at the same time?" the Senior Priest muttered incredulously to himself.

However, at that moment, the majestic Divine Statue shimmered with dazzling light, and a grand voice echoed throughout the temple, in a language of the Divine Spirits incomprehensible to ordinary people, but whose power afflicted many, eliciting agonized wails.

Only the Senior Priest, his face full of devotion, remained kneeling. The bulging veins indicated the pain that befell him, yet he clenched his teeth, still reciting verses in praise of the Divine Spirits.

After a while, the voice of the Divine Spirit vanished, and the suffering of the people swept away. Everyone lay on the cold floor of the great temple, panting heavily and drenched in sweat, leaving the ground beneath them wet, looking quite disheveled.

But not a single person dared to complain or cry out in pain, for these were divine punishments bestowed by the Divine Spirit, and uttering even one extra word was considered disrespectful to the Great Divine Spirit, and would invite heavenly execution.

Of course, they didn’t even have the strength to curse at this point, as people often are in such situations, fearing the strong who bully the weak, and often becoming even crueller when bulling the weak themselves out of that very fear.

The ragged crowd did not dare to curse or blame the Divine Spirit, instead they cursed the person who had angered the Divine Spirit thousands of times in their hearts, as if this was the only way to relieve their own pain.

"Li Shunxin and Chen Feiming have betrayed the Divine Spirit," the authoritative voice of the Senior Priest suddenly echoed through the temple.

"Sinners, to dare betray the Great Divine Spirit, they will surely die without a place for their corpses," someone cursed, venting their inner anger.

"Find them, kill them, use their blood for a sacrifice to the Great Divine Spirit," someone else shouted fanatically.

The previously quiet temple suddenly filled with all sorts of voices, countless vulgarities filling the seemingly sacred temple, showing their loyalty to the high and mighty Divine Spirit, though it was uncertain whether the Divine Spirit could see this or not.

"Silence!" The voice of the High Priest immediately overpowered the noisy crowd.

"Those who betray the Divine Spirit will surely die a terrible death, their souls doomed to fall into the Abyss, tortured daily, never to be reincarnated. Now, the most important thing is to figure out exactly who helped these two escape the sight of the Divine Spirit."

He turned around, looking sternly at the people still prostrated on the ground, and solemnly said, "Prepare the Fire Dance Sacrifice, find the one who dared help the Desecrator of the God."

At his command, the palace on the snowy mountain instantly came to life like a huge machine. Countless people came and went, preparing everything necessary for the sacrifice, while also notifying the royalty and officials of the Kingdom of Nanzhao to witness the ceremony, as they were the mortal spokespersons of the Divine Spirit.

As night fell, the palace, which should have been silent, was instead a scene of fervor, with countless people dressed in ornate colored attire, donning their precious jewelry, tirelessly making their way from the base of the mountain to partake in today’s grand feast.

The Fire Dance Sacrifice, a rare sacrificial event, was only used when divining the whereabouts of extremely important individuals and could be considered the most famous and rarest sacrificial event in the Kingdom of Nanzhao, so no one wanted to miss it.

Numerous torches lit up outside the palace, illuminating the entire mountaintop, and the red flames cast a special red hue over the gold temple, making it look somewhat terrifying.

Many priests from various temples danced around a giant bonfire, performing the ancient dance with a unique primitive charm that made the blood of the onlookers surge.

The grand sound of drums signaled the official start of the Fire Dance Sacrifice, the elderly priest wearing a pristine white robe, his eyes blazing as he surveyed the crowd below, authoritatively said, "Bring forth the sacrifices!"

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Several ragged people were brought forward, each with their mouths gagged, being pushed along, their faces filled with terror, continuously making muffled sounds.