Asura Emperor Venerable-Chapter 758: The Gate of Blood Sacrifice

Shi Hao had already stepped out of the passage, only to see ahead a sudden clearing, revealing eight great halls, each very far apart from the others.

Shi Hao approached the first great hall, only to see its doors wide open.

He used his domain to sense his surroundings, but he was surprised.

Because within the hall, there was a mysterious power, or perhaps a set of rules, that kept his domain out.

What was going on?

"Little Stone, be careful," said the Purple Gold Rat. "I have a very bad feeling about this."

"Okay," Shi Hao nodded, then grabbed the Purple Gold Rat and threw it into the hall.

"Squeak!" The Purple Gold Rat screamed, then, as if its butt were on fire, it immediately darted back.

"Kid, are you trying to get me killed?" It accused loudly.

Shi Hao laughed, "Didn’t you have a bad feeling? I just made your premonition come true."

The Purple Gold Rat rolled its eyes; its premonition was about this place, not about Shi Hao turning on it.

"It’s okay, you’re tough-skinned and hard-fleshed. I guess the only ones who could hurt you in the Mortal Realm are the Peerless Great Abilities," Shi Hao added.

The resilience of the dead rat’s body was proven through practice.

The Purple Gold Rat was fuming, feeling fooled by Shi Hao this time!

No way, next time it definitely had to return the favor.

Shi Hao also entered the great hall, his gaze sweeping around. The place was empty, nothing was there.

If this was an ancient relic, then it had obviously been visited by someone before.

"Damn, they cleaned it out real good!" the Purple Gold Rat complained, then suddenly jumped off Shi Hao’s shoulder and started digging into the bricks.

"What are you doing?" Shi Hao winced.

"I can’t be at a loss either, I’m taking some bricks back," the Purple Gold Rat claimed righteously.

Being at a loss was definitely not an option, so it absolutely couldn’t leave this place empty-handed.

Shi Hao facepalmed, "I’m saying, Rat, can we please not embarrass ourselves like this?"

The Purple Gold Rat kept prying, squeaking non-stop, but to its utter surprise, the floor tiles were unexpectedly solid, fitting so tightly together without a single gap, making them impossible to pry open.

Shi Hao found it strange too, and joined the Purple Gold Rat in prying.

However, he also couldn’t budge them.

"I can’t believe this," he muttered, exerting the Power of Gold, his fingertips sharp as blades, and struck down at the joints of the tiles, but to no avail; they were incredibly hard.

"Maybe it’s a treasure," the Purple Gold Rat whispered.

"Hmm," Shi Hao nodded.

This also provided them with an excuse to pry up the floor tiles righteously, otherwise, it would truly be embarrassing.

"Eh?" Shi Hao suddenly paused.

"What’s the matter?" asked the Purple Gold Rat.

"Someone’s come in," Shi Hao’s mouth curled into a playful smile.

The Purple Gold Rat just rolled its eyeballs, "Zhang Family?"

Shi Hao nodded, "Exactly."

"The old man indeed has no good intentions," the Purple Gold Rat snorted, "Go take him out."

Shi Hao considered, "No need to rush, let him panic for a while first."

He and the Purple Gold Rat continued to pry at the floor tiles, switching from one to another, not believing that every single one could be this sturdy.

However, to their dismay, every single tile here was just that—unmovable.

"Forget it," Shi Hao sighed.

"Yeah, forget it," the Purple Gold Rat also sighed.

The human and the rat walked out, then headed to the second palace.

At a distance, Zhang Zhongkong also breathed a sigh of relief.

My God, I’ve never seen anyone like this, actually digging up floor tiles.

How broke can you be?

Luckily, they finally moved to the second palace.

The second palace was the same, empty and with floor tiles too hard to be pried.

The third, the fourth, the fifth... all the way to the seventh, were the same.

Except for the eighth one.

The palace doors were tightly closed, exuding a thick, solemn aura.

"I have another ominous feeling, and it’s even stronger now," said the Purple Gold Rat, staring at the door. After a while, it furrowed its brow, "Hiss, how malicious! This is the door of blood sacrifice."

"What do you mean?" Shi Hao asked.

"To open this door, a life must be sacrificed," explained the Purple Gold Rat. "There are resentful spirits lingering on the door, probably left from about a year ago."

It turned its head to look at Shi Hao, who was looking back at it.

In the split second, both understood the meaning in each other’s eyes.

"The Zhang Family is indeed malicious."

"Using the opening of the ancient relic as an excuse, they’ve harmed many people, haven’t they?"

"Little Stone, now they’re targeting you. Can you tolerate this?"

"Of course not."

Shi Hao smiled, turning his head to look in a certain direction.

Instantly, Zhang Zhongkong’s heart trembled.

Had he been discovered?

But how could that be?

He knew the terrain here too well, always hiding perfectly, it was impossible for him to be discovered.

But why was Shi Hao staring straight at him?

"Aren’t you coming out?" Shi Hao spoke up.

It must be a bluff, the other party was surely feigning confidence.

Right, this was the last palace, and it was even locked, indicating definitely there was treasure inside, so he ought to bluff as a precaution.

Zhang Zhongkong was certain in his heart.

However, before he knew it, Shi Hao had vanished from sight. freewebnoveℓ.com

Huh, where did he go?

Before the thought had fully formed, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Shi Hao!

At that moment, Zhang Zhongkong was so terrified that he almost choked, feeling a chill over his entire body.

He seldom ventured into the Great Void Realm, so he did not know that Shi Hao was Asura, but he did know that Shi Hao had killed his predecessor with a single punch. Wasn’t that enough?

Now this awful figure... had placed that murderous hand on his shoulder.

Mama mia!

Zhang Zhongkong’s scalp tingled continuously, and his body trembled.

Shi Hao smiled, "Oh, Zhang Family Head, what are you doing here?"

"This... that..." Zhang Zhongkong, usually so articulate, was now at a loss for words.

Shi Hao asked again, "Didn’t you give me the key? Why did you keep one?"

"I’m somewhat sentimental. I hoped to come here again after Young Master Shi had taken the treasure," Zhang Zhongkong said, not caring whether he believed it himself, he just said it first.

"Oh, in that case, please join me," Shi Hao said as he pulled Zhang Zhongkong toward the palace door, "Here, open the door."

Open what door, dammit.

Zhang Zhongkong internally complained, opening it meant certain death, didn’t it?

"To open the treasure, such an exciting venture, how could I dare presume to do so?" he quickly declined.

"Don’t be polite, you open the door, I take the treasure, I have no objections at all," Shi Hao said with a smile, continuing to push Zhang Zhongkong forward.

What the hell!

Zhang Zhongkong’s face twisted, how could you be so shameless as to say such things?

He desperately moved backward, but how could he match Shi Hao’s great strength?

No matter how reluctant, he was already standing in front of the door.

Shi Hao made a gesture of invitation, his mouth curling into a faint smile.

Trying to trap me?

Ha.