OBS Chapter 1911 Ancestral Imperial Artifacts
Chapter 1911 Ancestral Imperial Artifacts
At this very moment, within the Second Ancestor Realm of the Lei Ze Clan.
Rumble!
The towering figure of the Celestial was once again sent flying by Raize.
But this time, as the lightning above the temple dimmed, the pressure on all living beings within the Celestial Array was reduced by more than half compared to before.
With the passive activation of immortality, he was instantly restored.
The celestial being was only forced back a million miles, but Zhao Yin manipulated the great formation to forcibly stop the retreat. With a flash, he arrived in front of the temple again.
The Thunder Hammer in the Celestial's hand, with its blood-and-gold lightning, transformed into a hammer shadow and roared away once more.
Rumble!
At the same time, golden lightning once again erupted above the temple...
The two bolts of lightning collided, unleashing an endless thunderstorm.
The entire world of the Second Ancestor had long been devastated...
Click!Click!
Finally, the countless tiles forged from purple lightning steel cracked one after another, and the mysterious runes that covered the entire temple dissipated into the air...
Zhao Yin felt a sense of relief, but he did not withdraw his supernatural divine body and slammed the hammer down again...
Rumble!
Instantly, a third of the temple collapsed.
Countless rare refining materials left over from ancient times are scattered everywhere.
Most of the materials did not crack even under the terrifying attack of the combined power of the Celestial Being and Thor's Hammer.
Especially the blood-patterned wood, not a single piece showed a crack, which shows how incredibly strong it is!
Zhao Yin waved his hand, and a large amount of spatial power descended, directly enveloping countless materials and taking them into the core world.
It fell towards the center of the oasis.
At this moment, Zhu Ba was inscribing runes on a king-level enchanted battle armor when he suddenly saw a large amount of material falling.
He subconsciously looked up, and then his pig-like eyes widened in surprise.
"This is... Purple Lightning Steel... and Earth Brass... and... Flame Red Gold?"
"What is this... the legendary Bloodstained Wood?"
He started trembling all over...
At this moment, no one could see that within the canopy of the ancestral spirit's avatar, countless blood-jade-like paper strips emitted wisps of spatial rules.
It formed a cage, within which a dreamlike bird was bound.
The Yellow Millet and Phoenix Marrow gave birth to intelligence, making it a half-life form.
Although it looks extremely imposing, it is actually a complete weakling, with strength even less than one of Zhao Yin's contracted beasts.
No matter how much it struggled, it could not budge the cage in the slightest.
……
From the void, Song Xiaojian's figure materialized.
He immediately saw an extremely advanced world burning in apocalyptic flames ahead...
"Annihilation, where is this?"
"Great Corpse Demon Scoundrel, this is the First Domain." Annihilation's voice echoed.
"The first domain?"
Song Xiaojian trembled instantly and instinctively wanted to escape.
"Do you see that world? There's Zhao Yin's aura there, and Song Xiaodao is right there!" Annihilation said again.
"Don't you want to make a contribution? Now, Zhao Yin is on the verge of death. Under the will of Heaven, he cannot escape his fate... This is your chance to make a contribution!"
Song Xiaojian paused, and a struggle flashed across the face of the Corpse Demon.
"As planned, after drinking the pine nut wine, you will transform into a demon, and I will accept your sacrifice!"
Annihilation's hoarse voice carried a seductive undertone: "Don't worry, I have a pact with Zhao Yin. Wherever he goes, I can take you there. Just focus on transforming into a demon!"
"If you return to human form, Song Xiaodao will be more accepting of you, Song Xiaojian. This is your only chance!"
"Do you really want to wander with me forever, only to face an insurmountable crisis one day... and lose even the chance to see her again?"
Upon hearing this, a resolute glint flashed in Song Xiaojian's eyes.
Although he understood that Annihilation was never a good guy...
But there are some things that people will knowingly jump into even though they know they're a trap.
Some people, knowing that their efforts will not be rewarded, are still living without regret... and dying without regret!
Song Xiaojian took out a bottle of pine nut wine.
This was something he had treasured for a long time, but never had the courage to drink it...
He was no longer human, and he didn't want to be unable to even become a corpse demon.
The Corpse Demons at least have one race, proving the significance of Song Xiaojian's bloodline... but the Human Demons...
The Human Demon was created by that bastard Zhao Yin, so what is it anyway?
If it were truly something valuable, why didn't Zhao Yin allow the Corpse Demon Zhang Jie to take it?
He always felt that the corpse demon might be able to turn back into a human in the future, but once it becomes a human-demon, it can never be human again...
Song Xiaojian shed tears, gushing out…
A bottle of pine nut liquor was quickly emptied...
"Good wine, haha...!"
……
At this moment, Zhao Yin had already stepped into the temple.
After the temple runes were breached, the remaining broken walls and roof ridges appeared to be on the verge of collapse.
As Zhao Yin's mental energy swept over the area, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
The mountain of unparalleled treasures he had imagined—he did not see them…
Inside the entire temple, there is only one enormous altar, covering an area of one kilometer in diameter.
【Joyful Altar: A high-grade imperial artifact, an extraordinary type of auxiliary equipment, with a durability of 1500 billion!】
Effect: Dormancy! Flesh and blood beings slumber upon it, rapidly recovering their mental and physical strength, and healing their injuries! After sacrificing oneself, one falls into a deep sleep upon it, quickly overcoming the period of weakness!
Special effect: Crossbreeding! Sleeping with your beloved creature increases the chances of reproduction by ten thousand times, and can even allow you to reproduce across different species!
Special effect: Corpse nourishment! After a living being dies, if it is nourished on the altar for a long time, it may regain its vitality and generate a new soul, thus bringing the dead back to life in a different way!
Note: In the early days of ancient times, a White Slash Emperor appeared among the human race. He was exceptionally talented and accidentally obtained an altar of the ancestral god level from another race. The White Slash Emperor devoted himself to it for ten thousand years, integrating it with his own imperial weapon, the White Emperor Blade, and his own essence, and renamed it!
Note: Using the method of raising corpses is defying the heavens, with a success rate of only 5%! Furthermore, it creates a new soul that does not belong to the previous life, does not inherit memories, and requires a massive investment of resources—making it a losing proposition!
After Zhao Yin activated the Eye of Heaven within the Heavenly Man Array, he was momentarily lost in thought.
Joyful Altar!
The powerful imperial weapon was forged by our ancestor, Emperor Bai Zhan, who devoted almost all his resources to its creation!
In those war-torn years, even our ancestor sacrificed himself—his own imperial weapon, the White Cleaver.
However, they chose to forge such a support-type equipment.
At this moment, Zhao Yin didn't need to guess further; he understood that all of this was related to the sudden loss of human bloodline reproduction...
"Was it because of this altar that our ancestors were ultimately defeated?"
Zhao Yin suddenly felt sad. What was even more hateful was that his ancestral imperial artifact was actually in the hands of the second ancestor of the Thunder Dragon Clan!
The fall of our ancestors must be inextricably linked to the Thunder Dragon Clan!
Zhao Yin disbanded the Celestial-Human Array and strode towards the altar.
He clasped his hands and bowed deeply to the imperial artifact.
"Zhao Yin, a descendant of Emperor Bai Zhan, greets Lord Emperor Weapon!"
hum!
The imperial artifact seemed to possess a spirit and, as if sensing something, suddenly trembled.
At that moment, the whole world trembled slightly!
A complex mix of emotions spread through the dilapidated hall... sadness, joy, and a touch of impatience...