For a Golden Powerhouse, a thousand years is already the limit. Robin, at one thousand one hundred years old, has indeed nearly exhausted his Life Power.
It was only through the Evil God's ritual that he barely managed to sustain his life. For this, Robin even sacrificed his right eye.
At this point, Robin became utterly disgusted with vibrant young life. That kind of Life Force was something he could never possess.
Robin gently tapped the Wooden Staff: "Since Gao Xuan has come, we must keep him here. He is a sacrifice personally designated by my lord."
All the Golden Powerhouses had a slight change in expression and followed by lowering their heads slightly.
Since Robin mentioned the name of the God, out of basic courtesy they all had to express a posture of reverence.
Ever since over a thousand years ago when the High Priest began to believe in the Master of Blood, the Augustus lineage gradually became followers of the Master of Blood.
