My Martial Spirit is Nanobot

After the Dao sect personnel arrived and settled in the top floor of the building located in the north, other personnel from empires and sects arrived one by one; all of them gathered in the specific buildings with their signs on it.

"That's the sect sign on these buildings,"

Other personnel from empires and clans also looked surprised at the buildings with specific signs; then they realized something and then sighed.
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"He he he, it's good these arrogant sects backs will be broken now when someone else steps on their heads."

Few personal against the sect laughed and gloated in their hearts.

Soon the surrounding buildings were filled up, and the whole area was occupied.

Inside the north building, Sect Master Lu and others sitting on the roof of the building glanced in the direction of the stage.

"Sect master, here they come," Feng Zicheng spoke, looking at the dark figures coming from the direction of the main building on the highest peak.

Others also glanced in that direction; the whole atmosphere fell silent; everyone started looking forward to the arrival of the saint.

Instantly, a few figures with flickering robes appeared above and landed on the stage; four figures among them are wearing black robes with masks, while one white-haired man with an arrogant and calm expression on his face is also wearing a white robe with a tidy appearance.

Upon looking at him, everyone was attracted toward him; there is a strange and inexplicable charm in his every gesture and body movement.

"Is that the Saint Sun?" Elder Lan asked thoughtfully, looking at the white-robed man on the stage.

Instantly the white-robed man turned and glanced at her calmly; everyone was startled by his sudden gaze and fell silent, including sect master Lu, who just wanted to say something.

While Elder Lan's heart trembled, others didn't feel it, but she felt a strange suppression affecting her soul and almost disordering her emotions.

After a while,

She sighed in relief seeing the white-robed man turn his gaze away.

'Damn, I just muttered his surname along with his saint title; this guy is really narrow-minded.'

Elder Lan cursed in her heart, but she didn't release the resentment; she knew saints could sense all kinds of emotions, whether they were positive or negative.

"Ahem, as you all know, our sunset sect ancestor Sun took the last step and mastered all six emotions; today we invited you all to witness the initiation of sacrifice and the summoning of heaven."

Suddenly one of the Black men standing on the stage spoke, and his voice reverberated through the whole mountain peak.

The people below were surprised, and then slowly everyone became confused. They are confused not because they don't understand the heaven summoning ceremony, but because a crucial thing is missing from the stage.

While the sect master Lu and others from the Dao sect standing on the north building were also confused,

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Sect Master Lu's expression sank and turned pale.

"What happened? Sect master," Instantly, Feng Zicheng, standing beside her, asked, looking at her with a little worry,

"It's sacrifice; the sacrifice is missing from the stage. The more grand the sacrifice, the heavier the title will be bestowed. It seems everyone inside these buildings is in trouble."

Sect master Lu spoke, and her expression became extremely pale because her strange talent is giving extremely harsh alarms about horrible consequences.

Feng Zicheng and other faces also changed; fear flashed through their eyes. Heaven sacrifice is no joke; their blood and soul will scatter and merge with this world, and they won't be able to reincarnate.

Elder Lan glanced in the direction of the white-robed man, seeing a light smile on his face while he was looking in their direction, and then the white man's lips moved.

'As expected of the Dao sect, you found it out first. Now sit down calmly and be patient. If you dare to even twitch a finger, I will deal with you personally, and then your death will be more ugly and horrible than the sacrifice.'

Instantly a voice sounded in the Dao sect's personal hearts; their hearts trembled, feeling the horrible pressure acting on their souls out of nowhere. All of them fell into despair, including Ancestor Lu and Ancestor Tang; they didn't expect such a large gap between the ancestor and saint realms.

Slowly other sects and powerful experts noticed something was wrong, but they were also threatened and suppressed, same as the Dao sect; slowly the whole atmosphere became depressed, and despair shrouded everyone's heart.

The white-robed man nodded, satisfied, looking at the fearful and despair-filled emotions released by everyone below, then he calmly glanced at the sect and powerful clan and empire members on the surface of buildings.

"I won't sacrifice you all; I need someone to manage the territory left behind by you all. That's why I will give you a chance."

After the saint spoke, he raised his hand; instantly, large blue runes lit up on the ground surface below, and then blue light spread, activating all connected runes around, surrounding the building in the middle.

"It's the formation; it's over. We can't run away now, even if we want to." Sect master Lu's face turned pale, and she spoke with a sad expression on her face.

Feng Zicheng and others beside her were silent, feeling sadness and despair; they couldn't even utter a word in this horrible situation.

The saint sun glanced at everyone trapped in the formation below and spoke, "I want some of you to work for me, but the seats are limited, so I am giving you a chance. Those who want to serve me, come up to the stage and kneel."

Just as the saint spoke, some personnel became excited, and then they clamored, "We will serve you; it's our honor to serve you, lord saint."

Instantly those personnel moved and flew toward the stage.

"Ahhhh,"

"What is this, arggggg, save me?"

Instantly horrible cries spread through the mountain, blue light flashed from the surface below, and those flying figures melted in midair, releasing intense emotion; their blood essence and soul were absorbed by the formation below, disappearing into smoke.

Those who were about to fly and follow them were startled and turned pale; some even urinated in their clothes because of fright.

Sect master Lu and others were calm on the surface, but their heartbeats also quickened after witnessing the horrible deaths of those personnel.

"As expected, it is not easy to follow a saint; there must be some condition. Don't act rashly, or you will end up like them." Sect master Lu muttered and then reminded Feng Zicheng and others beside her,

"Yes, sect master," Feng Zicheng and others nodded with lingering emotion in their hearts.

'This saint sun is really cruel; what will happen to those under his rule?' Ancestor Lu and Tang thought, looking at the saint sun with solemn expression on their faces,

Saint Sun glanced at the fearful expression on everyone's faces; he nodded and spoke, "Well, they should have let me complete my words first. Why rush to death in a hurry? Although I said I want some of you to work for me, there must be conditions."

"Those below the master of the fourth path, don't even think about coming on the stage; also, only those with a sincere heart will pass this formation and reach the stage. Now, listening to the condition, those among you who are still interested can come on stage."

After speaking, Saint Sun fell silent; although he put forward such harsh conditions, the personnel below didn't care; everyone flew toward the stage.

Sect master Lu sighed, looking at the masters of the second and third paths flying toward the stage along with the fourth and fifth.

'These guys simply lost their reason in front of fear of death; even if they survive this ordeal, they would lose the qualification to master the higher paths,'

She thought to herself and fell silent, observing the blue light flashing, and one by one, those people turned into blue smoke merged with the formation; also, a dense cloud began to gather in the sky.

'The heaven summoning ceremony began; also, nothing is more precious and heavier than the life of the master of the path. That's why heaven started showing its sign; if it were some other kind of sacrifice, it wouldn't show up so soon.'

The sect master thought to herself, other strong experts from those strong clans, empires, and sects also noticed the phenomena in the sky.

Saint Sun also glanced at the sky above his head and then ignored it, glancing at the figure still flying toward the stage and formation, devouring them.

Time passed, and hundreds of figures were devoured by the formation, but no one landed on the stage.

Finally, a master of the fifth path sighed from the south building and flew toward the stage; strangely, the formation didn't attack him, and he reached the stage, knelt down in front of Saint Sun, and said,

"I will serve you, Lord Sun; even death won't change my loyalty."

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