"Little Demon, co back...."
Ye Zhen’s eyes suddenly widened, and he was utterly shocked to find that Little Demon was rushing toward the stone altar.
"Achou, what exactly did you say to Little Demon?" Seeing that he couldn’t call Little Demon back, Ye Zhen suddenly shouted angrily at the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou.
"Uh....not much, just a little transaction......"
"Transaction? What kind of transaction?" Ye Zhen glared angrily, "Believe it or not, I’ll turn you into a dead snake!"
"Uh....Lord Ye, theoretically speaking, you can’t kill ! Just like you can’t kill yourself....."
Under Ye Zhen’s murderous gaze, the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou decisively ended the rambling, "Just a bit of Mirage Qi, the Origin Mirage Qi of the Ancient Mirage Dragon!"
"The Origin Mirage Qi of the Ancient Mirage Dragon, what’s the use of it?" Ye Zhen pursued.
"For instance, it can disguise Little Demon’s information to be the sa as.....that girl’s, and then share.....so benefits!" The Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit pointed at Little Demon, who had already dashed onto the altar.
To be honest, if it weren’t for the guidance of the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou, Ye Zhen wouldn’t have been able to spot Little Demon at this mont.
Within a ten-mile radius of the stone altar, the aura was incredibly chaotic, along with a kind of indescribable power isolating Ye Zhen’s Divine Soul Sensing, preventing him from sensing Little Demon’s location.
The ribbon fluttering in the wind on the hair!
Following the direction the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou pointed, Ye Zhen was astonished to find that the ribbon that Princess Changle had fluttering in the wind had changed from three strips to four.
One of the strips was transford by Little Demon using Ancient Mirage Qi.
Even more surprisingly, the colorful vortex in the sky was casting strands of colorful light down, rging unobstructed into the newly added fourth ribbon.
Which ans, it was rging into Little Demon’s body.
"The Origin Mirage Qi of the Ancient Mirage Dragon actually has such a wonderful use, able to deceive that thing?" Ye Zhen pointed at the colorful vortex in the sky and asked.
"Achou, tell , what exactly is that thing?"
The Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou was stunned for a while, then slowly spit out two words, "Creation!"
"That thing is the power of Creation!"
"What exactly is the power of Creation?" Ye Zhen continued to inquire.
"The power of Creation is just the power of Creation! Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, you’ll naturally know! Just like human youths often ask what love is, what feelings are, once you’ve experienced it, once you’ve reached it, you’ll naturally know!" The Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou spoke seriously.
"Creation.....the power of Creation....."
In Ye Zhen’s perception, there seed to be an indescribable wondrous change happening within Little Demon as it continually absorbed the colorful light descending from the vortex.
And Princess Changle’s transformation was even greater.
Her entire aura beca ethereal and elusive; if Princess Changle had been a resilient grass swaying in the wind before, now she was like countless seeds waiting to sprout.
Princess Changle’s cultivation aura hadn’t changed at all, but as the massive amount of colorful light infused, causing her aura to fluctuate, an extrely dangerous aura would burst forth.
Tens of thousands of Barbarian Martial Artists, Barbarian Elders, and Barbarian Priests were still devoutly worshiping in the direction of Princess Changle, and the hundred or so Barbarian Priests in linen robes were still quarreling incessantly.
The colorful vortex in the sky was weakening, indicating that the mysterious tribal inheritance ceremony was coming to an end.
As the ritual ca to an end, the hundred or so Barbarian Clan Priests escorting the Barbarian Saintess showed clear signs of anxiety.
Half a quarter-hour later, the light from the colorful vortex in the sky beca sparse, and Ye Zhen’s expression shifted as he suddenly restored a slight spirit connection with Little Demon.
The mysterious force fluctuation surrounding the stone altar rapidly weakened.
The rumbling crashing sound arose as the stone altar, having absorbed all the essence blood of the sacrificial items, began to slowly sink, and the colorful vortex in the sky gradually stopped spreading, with the void beginning to collapse rapidly!
"Everyone, gather toward the lake center!" The voice of the Moon Priest Ge Xuan rang out.
In the next mont, countless dark currents converging toward the center of the lake suddenly surged from the bottom.
Ye Zhen’s speed was the fastest, but as he approached the ten-mile range of the lake center, he encountered an invisible barrier, unable to advance an inch.
But this situation lasted only for ten breaths; when the stone altar completely vanished into the lake bottom, the invisible barrier disappeared entirely.
Over two thousand people began to rapidly converge toward the lake bottom.
The colorful vortex in the sky vanished entirely, but Princess Changle remained suspended in the sky.
Her surroundings showed no spiritual power fluctuations, no power fluctuations at all, just suspended there with her eyes closed.
Thousands of people circulated at the lake bottom, causing the tranquil Barbarian Sacred Lake to erupt into turbulent currents.
Ordinary Barbarian Martial Artists were fine, but those Barbarian Priests and Barbarian Clan Elders turned pale one by one watching this scene.
"The Holy Sacrifice is complete, let the Holy Woman enter the palace!" The elderly Barbarian Great Saint Priest, who had waited with closed eyes for so long, suddenly raised the beast skull staff of authority.
In the next instant, all disputes ceased, and over a hundred Barbarian Saints clad in linen robes raised serious expressions, releasing radiant grass-green brilliance from their bodies, building a sky bridge of pure green light, probing out toward Princess Changle in the sky.
"Prepare, activate the formation, explode!"
Ge Xuan’s concise five-word instruction inspired the remaining four hundred Spirit Masters of the Heavenly Temple, who completed extrely complex actions within those five words.
Over three hundred Spirit Masters distributed themselves at the outskirts of those gathering at the lake bottom, and as Ge Xuan’s voice sounded, each threw several to dozens of array plates.
These thousands of array plates, controlled by spiritual power, landed with precision at the lake bottom, nearly all at the mont they touched the ground, raising the unique aura of a formation.
At this mont, Ye Zhen was stunned to realize that there were another hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters stationed around the Barbarian Sacred Lake.
Under Ye Zhen’s gaze, those hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters suddenly raised a special execution blade to crucial areas of their chest and abdon; after stabbing it six tis, they finally inserted the last blade entirely with the hilt into their Heavenly Spirit.
In the instant of insertion, their essence blood, divine soul, and spiritual power began to erupt crazily.
Simultaneously, the formation nodes beneath their feet exploded with dazzling brilliance, like a black hole, swallowing up all the terrifying spiritual power unleashed by the explosion of the essence blood, divine soul, and spiritual power of the hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters.
Countless formation lines began to rise, and incredibly terrifying energy surged at the entire periphery of the Barbarian Sacred Lake.
The elderly, toothless Barbarian Great Saint Priest, who had just wielded the bone staff, suddenly startled, wide-eyed with terror, and scread frantically.
But in that very instant, the unbelievably terrifying tri-colored brilliance suddenly erged from the periphery of the Barbarian Sacred Lake and spread out like ripples in all directions.
The essence blood, divine soul, and the power of millions of High Grade Spiritual Stones previously laid out were, in this mont, all detonated by the grand formation personally set by the Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters.
In Ye Zhen’s shocked gaze, he personally witnessed a Barbarian Priest whose cultivation had reached the peak of Ninth Stage of Divine Communication Realm, silently annihilated in the face of that tri-colored brilliance!
It was as if they were being erased!
Not only those at the Divine Communication Realm but even the Barbarian Clan elders with cultivation reaching the Dark Palace Realm scread in agony as they turned into ashes under the triumphal light assault of the tri-colored brilliance.
Even those Barbarians Saints, wearing linen robes, whose cultivation aura was extrely terrifying, were not spared.
They scread in agony as blazing flas enveloped them under the bombardnt of the tri-colored brilliance.
The only difference was that their speed of turning into ashes was much slower than those of the Barbarian Clan elders and Barbarian Priests.
Suddenly, Ye Zhen’s pupils contracted to their limit.
Even across the twenty or thirty miles of lake surface, that tri-colored brilliance swept toward the focal center of Ye Zhen and his group.
Wherever it passed, the lake water, more than a thousand ters deep, instantly evaporated to dryness!
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