The bald old man shouted.

Gu Qingshan quickly looked up.

Amid the bald old man and his expectations, and in the trance of everyone, new changes appeared at the ceremony.

All the gods in the sky were gently placed on the ground.

An invisible existence appears.

Although it is invisible, Gu Qingshan can clearly feel this invisible existence.

He felt like he was standing in front of endless blazing light.

Suddenly, where the invisible thing is, a hoarse and dry female voice slowly rang:

"...Sacrifice for the dance... It's a pity... so little willingness... is still too far away..."

When the bald old man heard this, he was immediately anxious.

He suddenly flew out from Gu Qingshan's eyebrows, knelt on one knee piously, and said:

"Anyway, please give this dancer before you a faint hope."

"He is just an ordinary and ordinary being. Without your guidance and protection, he will not be able to pass on the dance tradition."

The bald old man bowed down.

There was a silence in the void.

"Ordinary...and ordinary?"

The hoarse female voice rang again.

Judging from her tone, she seemed to disagree with this statement.

"You have a superficial understanding of him, but... the dance of the sacrificial dance does need to be passed on... well."

After saying that, the female voice disappeared.

Gu Qingshan could clearly sense the void, and the invisible existence disappeared.

Yes, that existence has left.

At the same time, lines of fireflies suddenly appeared on the interface of the God of War:

"You have been given the third level of the dance of life sacrifices to all living beings."

"Due to your special identity, your third level of dance is not the same as others."

"You have obtained the Four Pillar Sacrifice."
Chapter completed!