In the middle of the night.
In the desert, thousands of Sun God Sect disciples dressed in black robes, with the emblem of the sun on their foreheads, recited the bizarre sacrificial words fabricated by humans.
Five nobles from different countries, all garbed in diverse styles, were bound to wooden frames. Their hands and feet were punctured by wooden nails, and their blood flowed and fell into the desert sand below.
Strangely, this blood was not swallowed up by the desert.
Instead, it converged towards a stone table set upon the desert sand. On the table lay a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.
With the devout and ridiculous prayer of the disciples,
what emerged from the distant horizon was not the sun, but a huge three-headed black sheep stretching across the sky, moving like the sun.
The Hierarch of the Sun God Sect in the past had sacrificed most of the disciples down and himself, and then created this monster.
