What exactly was the Little Rakshasa King trying to do?
Not only was Princess Shayan stunned, but even Lan Ling was somewhat bewildered.
From the beginning until now, the Little Rakshasa King seemed to have been releasing goodwill constantly, and now it even seemed as though he was playing matchmaker between him and Princess Shayan.
Even with one’s heels, one would know that whether Lan Ling gained a firm foothold in the territory of the Rakshasa race, or within the Rakshasa royal family, it would harm the interests of the Little Rakshasa King.
Why would he still act in this manner?
As for Princess Shayan, she stood entirely frozen where she was, having truly been completely knocked senseless by this sudden assault from her crown prince elder brother.
“Go on, go on, go on…”
Countless people all around were jeering and cheering!
Lan Ling lunged forward abruptly, grabbing Princess Shayan by the neck, and kissed down fiercely upon her delicate, luscious little mouth.
Not only that, his other large hand was not in the least polite, directly grabbing fiercely towards the most tempting, perky area beneath Princess Shayan’s waist.
All of this took place under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Caught entirely off guard, Princess Shayan was ambushed by Lan Ling.
Her delicate body trembled violently, and then her mind went completely blank.
Of course, it was not that Lan Ling’s technique was so brilliant that it made Princess Shayan feel as if she had been struck by lightning.
After all, this Princess Shayan was no naive novice who would go limp at a single touch.
It was simply far too sudden, and in full view of the public.
Lan Ling’s kiss was truly a wild kiss.
It was truly as roguish as the Little Rakshasa King had described, practically sucking and biting, wildly sweeping through.
Not only that, the movements of his hands grew even wilder, groping up and down, causing certain tempting parts of Princess Shayan to shift into all kinds of shapes beneath his grasp.
Was it not merely acting like a rogue? Who could not do that.
Everyone present watched, dumbfounded.
Indeed, relations between men and women in the Demon Realm were rather wild, but this was a princess of the Rakshasa royal family, whose status was noble beyond words, and witnessing such large-scale intimacy in broad daylight was truly a feast for the eyes.
“Good, good, good…”
At first, only one person cheered, and then countless others joined in the uproar.
Previously, almost all the guests disliked Lan Ling, but now they found him rather agreeable to the eye.
It was precisely at this moment that Princess Shayan snapped awake.
She discovered that Lan Ling had actually cast a mental spell on her just now, causing her to fall into a daze, and allowing him to publicly assault and molest her.
In an instant, Princess Shayan grew incomparably enraged.
Using all her strength, she shoved Lan Ling violently and said sharply, “You are courting death!”
“Smack…”
Then, Princess Shayan swung her hand across in a fierce slap.
The speed was incomparably swift, and of course Lan Ling could have dodged it with great ease, but Lan Ling stood entirely motionless, taking this slap head-on, because this was more fitting for the unfolding drama.
After striking him, Princess Shayan did something in front of everyone that heavily slapped Lan Ling’s face.
She began to retch, retching with incomparable disgust.
Being deeply kissed by Lan Ling felt to her as if she had been force-fed filth.
This was truly a massive slap to Lan Ling’s face right in front of everyone.
Following that, she brought over a cup of wine and rinsed her mouth vigorously.
After rinsing, she spat it out immediately, drank another mouthful, rinsed desperately again, and spat it out once more.
After quite a while, she remembered that Lan Ling had rubbed her chest and the area below her waist through her clothes.
Therefore, she did something incomparably wild and incomparably breathtaking.
Right in front of everyone, she violently tore her own Flame Demon Dress to complete shreds!
Everyone was utterly stunned!
All the women present felt incomparable heartache, for this was a Flame Demon Dress, this was an invaluable Flame Demon Dress, each demon princess possessed only one in her entire lifetime, it was her most luxurious garment.
Princess Shayan had simply torn it like that.
The crucial point was that beneath her dress, Princess Shayan wore only thin undergarments, and having torn off the outer dress, her peerlessly beautiful body, even including the demon markings on her back and the demon traits at her waist, were all completely exposed.
This was Princess Shayan, and at this moment, most of her exquisite jade body was exposed before everyone’s eyes.
It was truly an immense visual treat, truly too thrilling!
However, it lasted for merely two seconds before her personal maid, the one who had previously impersonated Commandery Princess Yudie, rushed forward immediately to drape a golden robe over her.
Without a single word, Princess Shayan moved directly to leave the wedding venue.
“Shayan…” The Little Rakshasa King said coldly, “If you leave this place, I shall strip your name from the Rakshasa royal family.”
As soon as these words were uttered, the entire hall fell into absolute silence.
Princess Shayan’s delicate body trembled, hardly able to believe her own ears.
Yet at this moment, the Little Rakshasa King had returned to his cold, statue-like demeanour, and no one dared to doubt his will, for whatever he said, he would certainly carry out.
Moreover, Princess Shayan would never harbour any illusions of familial affection from this crown prince elder brother.
Next, Princess Shayan faced a difficult choice.
Whether to walk away for the sake of dignity and pride, whereby she could still preserve her arrogance, but would lose her status as a princess of the Rakshasa royal family.
Once the Little Rakshasa King declared her expulsion from the Rakshasa royal family, even when His Majesty the Rakshasa King returned in the future, he would not revoke the decree.
Because Shayan’s status as a princess of the Rakshasa royal family was far inferior to the inviolable word of the Rakshasa Crown Prince.
Even the Rakshasa King had to uphold the authority of his clan’s successor.
Did Princess Shayan have the courage to abandon everything for the sake of pride? Including her status as a princess of the Rakshasa royal family?
Naturally, she did not, otherwise she would not have fallen into this predicament.
Therefore, enduring the humiliation with all her might, she remained standing where she was.
At this moment, her heart was filled with incomparable hatred towards the Rakshasa Crown Prince, for this elder brother had not only allowed Lan Ling to humiliate her, but had also brutally stripped away her dignity, tearing away her self-esteem in a bloody fashion.
A Princess Shayan whose pride had been shattered, what right would she have to hold her head high before everyone in the future.
Gritting her teeth until blood almost seeped out, Princess Shayan halted her steps and stood where she was.
The Little Rakshasa King said coldly, “Now, walk over and kiss your husband, immediately!”
He merely uttered the word immediately, yet the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop by a dozen degrees, and some people even fell instinctively quiet out of fear.
He did not even need to lose his temper, for with merely a single glance and two simple words, he could make people tremble with fright.
Fresh blood seeped from the corner of Princess Shayan’s mouth, which was not from Lan Ling’s wild kiss, but bitten open by herself.
With incomparable reluctance, she walked back, arrived before Lan Ling, and with lips covered in fresh blood, kissed Lan Ling’s lips.
This was Lan Ling’s worst kiss, filled with hatred and stained with blood.
After the kiss, Princess Shayan stood quietly where she was, waiting for the Little Rakshasa King’s next command.
However, this prince, who resembled a jade stone sculpture, did not spare a single glance at his younger sister, but commanded directly, “Let the Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice commence.”
At once, tonight’s wedding reached its climax.
Meng Tuoluo let out a long sigh of relief, for although tonight’s wedding had encountered quite a few mishaps, in the end it had not disrupted her plan.
Princess Shayan, whose heart was originally filled with hatred and humiliation, also cleared her mind slightly at this moment.
Soon, Lan Ling was soon to be finished, and once he entered the Blood Pool, he would be completely finished, he would be crippled.
All the humiliation she had suffered would be repaid.
…
A distant, mysterious sound of musical instruments rang out, sounding like a low roar rising from hell.
The location of the Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice remained that colossal pyramid, with a total of two hundred and ninety-nine steps, and atop the pyramid was a Blood Pool.
On the first side of the pyramid were several thousand dancers, and on the second side were two thousand sacrificial victims.
The third side of the pyramid was empty, left for Lan Ling to walk up.
“Begin!”
An order was given.
The sounds of war drums, demon conches, and horns resounded simultaneously.
Several thousand dancers on the first side of the pyramid began to dance wildly.
These dancers included men, women, demons, barbarians, and monsters.
Everyone’s attire was incomparably revealing, some bewitching, some seductive, some beautiful, some hideous, and some eerie.
They danced frenetically, their dance wild, mysterious, terrifying, and intoxicating.
Lan Ling stepped onto the first step, and then ascended step by step.
Meanwhile, on the third side of the pyramid, those sacrificial victims also ascended step by step, one by one.
The first sacrificial victim walked to the Blood Pool at the top of the pyramid, drew a scimitar, violently slit his own throat, and let his fresh blood spray into the Blood Pool.
Immediately afterwards, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth…
The eerie and bloody scene, which Lan Ling could not see, occurred once again.
Countless sacrificial victims advanced wave upon wave to the top of the pyramid, slit their own throats, and let their fresh blood surge into the Blood Pool.
Yet Lan Ling continued to ascend step by step.
This could not be walked haphazardly, but had to follow the beats of the drum.
The Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice was the supreme etiquette of a Rakshasa royal wedding, an etiquette that occurred only when the Crown Prince took a wife.
A wedding for a royal princess had never featured the Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice, and Lan Ling was the very first.
At this moment, countless people were lamenting that His Highness the Little Rakshasa King held Lan Ling in such exceptionally high regard, something entirely unprecedented and never to be seen again.
Lan Ling walked up, step by step.
On the other side of the pyramid, countless sacrificial victims slit their throats and bled out into the Blood Pool at the top of the pyramid, practically wave upon wave.
After their blood had drained, their corpses rolled down from the first side of the pyramid, and were then hacked to pieces by several thousand warriors.
The entire pyramid became filled with soaring bloody aura, and the countless clouds of blood mist almost dyed the bright moon in the sky crimson.
Looking up from beneath the pyramid, the originally snow-white moon had now turned into a scarlet blood moon.
This was the Demon Realm’s Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice, bringing the barbarism, cruelty, and bloodiness of the demon race to the absolute extreme.
Yet at this moment, Lan Ling, just like Meng Tuoluo at the time, accepted all of this without any psychological obstacle.
By the time he finished walking the two hundred and ninety-nine steps, not a single sacrificial victim remained at the top of the pyramid, and tens of thousands of catties of fresh blood had already been poured into the Blood Pool, blood so scalding that it was nearly boiling.
Lan Ling’s face twitched slightly.
He had killed countless people, yet this was the first time he had seen so much blood.
When he unified the entire demon race in the future, would he abolish this extremely bloody Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice?
Therefore, he stood by the edge of the Blood Pool, halting his steps.
At this moment, Meng Tuoluo’s and Princess Shayan’s hearts nearly leapt into their throats.
They feared that Lan Ling would not enter the Blood Pool, that he would not undergo the blood bath, and that all their previous efforts would be wasted.
However, the two of them were overthinking, for the Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice was an immense bestowed grace upon Lan Ling, and if Lan Ling refused, it would be a public slap to the face of the Rakshasa royal family, a crime almost equivalent to rebellion.
It was truly a case of excessive concern breeding confusion.
Truth be told, Lan Ling truly did not wish to enter this Blood Pool.
Although the Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice was a supreme bestowed grace, for him, it could no longer enhance his cultivation by much. However, it might still conceal many unknown dangers.
Gazing at the Blood Pool, Lan Ling’s pupils contracted, he drew a deep breath, and stepped into this Blood Pool.
“Ah…”
Instantly, he cried out in his heart.
The energy impact of this Wedding Dance of Moon Sacrifice blood bath far exceeded his imagination.
Although it did not possess the high-level energy of devouring a Demon Martial Grandmaster powerhouse, it was incomparably profound and incomparably fierce.
The energy within this Blood Pool was truly like surging stormy waves, and also like a volcanic eruption.
Countless energies were simply surging frantically.
One did not know what these sacrificial victims had consumed before bleeding out, but in short, the energy within this blood was frantically seeking a master.
Just as Lan Ling entered the Blood Pool.
Countless energies surged in frantically.
This sensation was just like a ship sinking to the bottom of the sea, where the immense water pressure caused seawater to surge violently in through every window, every door, and even every crack.
This force was even sufficient to warp thick steel plates, and even tear apart steel welds.
This surging wave-like energy simply could not be refused.
This posture was somewhat similar to when he devoured the Ghost King’s energy. Of course, the level of this energy was far from comparable to that of the Ghost King.
“Boom, boom, boom, boom…”
Countless energies bombarded Lan Ling’s body frantically.
Countless energies surged in violently through his every pore and every meridian, finally condensing entirely into his heart.
His Golden Demon Bloodline, however, welcomed all comers without fear, devouring almost frantically.
Yet right at this moment…
The special crystal box buried beneath the Blood Pool, impacted by the energy of the boiling blood and heated by the scalding temperature, began to expand.
Therefore, the originally tightly sealed crystal box developed a crack, exposing the most terrifying Starry Sky Magic Meteorite in this world, which possessed black hole energy capable of devouring everything.
This world was just full of mutual restraints, for while this kind of crystal box could shield against black hole energy, it could not withstand mere thermal expansion and contraction.
Just as certain plastics could withstand the corrosion of the strongest acids, yet could not withstand a light stomp of a foot.
The crack in the crystal box grew larger and larger.
Blood surged into the crystal box, submerging the Starry Sky Magic Meteorite within.
Lan Ling could not see that the Starry Sky Magic Meteorite inside was completely different, entirely unlike the one used previously to shoot and kill the three-headed Chimera beast.
It was darker, dark to the extreme, resembling a patch of nothingness. Darker than the starry sky, matching the darkness of a black hole.
The energy level of this Starry Sky Magic Meteorite was unknown how many times, how many tiers higher than the one used to shoot the three-headed Chimera beast.
Moreover, after being submerged in blood, it actually began to decompose rapidly.
If it were the Starry Sky Magic Meteorite Lan Ling had seen before, it should have been devouring, devouring the energy of the Blood Pool, devouring Lan Ling’s energy.
Yet this Starry Sky Magic Meteorite, dark to the extreme, was actually decomposing, breaking down from an incomparably dark nothingness into countless streams of black hole energy, energy completely invisible to the naked eye.
These most terrifying black hole energies blended into the energy of the Blood Pool, continuously pouring into Lan Ling’s body.