章節 1122: Blood Washing The Dao Mountain

The experts rushed to the saint palace. There, at the center of the palace hall was an altar where a strange-looking divine hook was floating on the center. The divine hook was forged from one of Yuan Ya Deity King's talons, it had four toes. 

Then, the experts knelt and kowtowed to it, they prayed, "Spirit of the divine hook, hear your disciples' prayers! The Fuxi rebel now has invaded our Innate Dao Mountain, ravaging our land, slaughtering our people, disturbing our peace. Our casualties are heavy, including the Deity King's disciples and concubines. We, the fortunate few, only escaped death by luck. So, here we are, praying to the divine hook, praying to our only hope. We pray for the divine hook to eliminate the nefarious murderer. After this, we will feed the divine hook our flesh and blood, every day and night."

The divine hook abruptly shone brightly, it hovered down from the altar and landed on the hands of the eldest Black Crow Deity Emperor.