Chapter 1223: Acquiring the Dao-Integration Heavy Treasure, the Bone Emperor Hammer

Boom!

Thunderous boom!

Hundreds of thousands of ship cannons fired brilliant beams of light simultaneously; the two Imperial Princes, along with dozens of Soul Transformation cultivators, revealed madness in their eyes, frantically driving their magic power to wield their treasures and strike down.

The entire battlefield, with over ten million cultivators, saw all their attacks land upon the Steel Bone King.

Even many Soul Transformation cultivators burned their vital blood, unwilling to lag behind by a single hair, all driven mad.

At this moment, the Steel Bone King was no enemy; he was plainly white spirit stones, a heaven-and-earth treasure with brilliant spiritual light, the path of the Great Dao!

"Skull Blood Imperial Clan!"

"Imperial Clan..."

The Steel Bone King wept bitterly.

He burned his vital blood, erupted all his magic power into the Bone Emperor Hammer, and fiercely swung this ultimate heavy treasure of the Skull Blood Vine Demon race, launching a desperate and tragic offensive against all enemies.

Boom!

All attacks arrived simultaneously, drowning the silver-glowing skeleton holding the Bone Emperor Hammer.

The attacks of ten million cultivators landed on one person at the same time.

The Steel Bone King's body suddenly stiffened.

Crack!

Then, starting from his two arms holding the Bone Emperor Hammer, cracks appeared on the silver-metal-like arms, shattering segment by segment.

This shattering began from the arms, spread to the breastbone, spread to the spine, spread to the heels, and finally spread to the most solid skull.

All bones shattered, including the divine soul with its flashing spiritual light, all turned to ash and vanished.

"Imperial Clan..."

The Steel Bone King's gaze dimmed completely, and he died with regret.

He could never be resurrected.

All the Skull Blood Vine Demons that supplied him for transferring his divine soul were dead, annihilated first, and even though many skeletons still existed, Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong-level powers were not without methods to counter divine soul transfer.

Everything ultimately returns to the comparison of the height and depth of both sides' immortal Dao civilizations; there are no insurmountable rules and advantages, no unsolvable abilities.

Countless pieces of silver-glowing bones splattered in all directions, falling into the starry sky.

Many Soul Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators revealed expressions of longing and greed.

This is a fifth-grade supreme-grade material.

Using it to refine treasures, especially offensive and defensive treasures, Primordial Spirit treasures, would surely greatly enhance the power of one's Ben Ming Fa treasure, occupying a huge advantage in same-realm magical combat and escape.

This is also military merit, representing incredibly heavy rewards, awards from a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong-level power.

However, no one dared to go forward to contest the spoils.

No sign of slaughter or chaos appeared; the entire ten-million-strong conscripted army was orderly and extremely solemn.

In the past, it was not that no one fought over spoils; this was part of the cultivation life of the ten thousand races, a habit, beyond instinct.

But those people all died in the end.

All captured goods belong to the public, distributed according to military merit.

This is an unshakable iron law of the immortal gate armies, a bottom line that must be observed even if this conscripted army is completely annihilated, observed just like the immortal gate citizen fleet.

Strict military law, combined with fair distribution, allowed this immortal gate conscripted fleet to maintain absolute order.

All Soul Transformation cultivators restrained their greed, painfully dragging their gazes away from those pieces of silver bones, even though among them might be the storage treasure of the one known as 'Steel Bone Heavenly King' and 'Lord of the Ten Thousand Races', containing vast heaven-and-earth treasures capable of making a Soul Transformation cultivator instantly rich.

The gazes of all Soul Transformation cultivators fell upon that ancient and weathered bone hammer, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This bone hammer had a withered yellow color in many places, having experienced countless years, old and with dim spiritual light, but everyone knew it was an unimaginable heavy treasure.

Even the Steel Bone King could not unleash one ten-thousandth of its power, yet it was enough to roam freely at the Imperial Prince realm and defeat many opponents stronger than himself.

The combined strike of over ten million conscripted army cultivators melted space and shattered order; no life or matter remained, yet that bone hammer showed no change at all, still looking ancient and old.

Indeed, the reason its spiritual light was dim was not because it suffered some grievous injury, but because its wielder was dead.

At the instant of the Steel Bone King's death, the space around the Bone Emperor Hammer began to become hazy; countless Great Dao rules appeared like a magical net, and the solid hammer body began to melt, like a phantom, starting to vanish bit by bit.

This is a race-inherited treasure of Dao-Integration!

Such a foundational heavy treasure, unless one masters extremely powerful means of Dao-Integration and possesses many formidable methods in artifact forging and breaking prohibitions, is almost impossible to keep.

When the Skull Blood Vine Demon race was defeated back then, the entire race was extinguished, all skeletons died, yet this inherited heavy treasure was not lost; it was captured by the Horned Devil Imperial Clan.

Hundreds of years ago, it seemed the Steel Bone King had a fortuitous encounter obtaining the Bone Emperor Hammer.

This was not the truth at all; this Bone Emperor Hammer actively appeared near him, near the Imperial Prince of the race.

At the same location, if anyone else went, even with ten thousand fortuitous encounters, they could not see a shadow of the Bone Emperor Hammer.

"Bone Emperor Hammer!"

"Here!"

"Come over, come over, come here, look at me..."

The flower vine called out gently, its voice extremely tender, waving its hand continuously.

Dao-Integration heavy treasure, the Bone Emperor Hammer!

This played a vital role in the Skull Blood Vine Demon race; it could promote the birth of more clan members, grant clan members spiritual awakening, greatly enhance the function of the skeleton army formation, hold great reference value for comprehending the White Bone Order and White Bone Rules, and involve numerous Dao-Integration inheritances...

Hum!

The Bone Emperor Hammer paused slightly, halting from its ethereal bubble-shadow state.

However, it did not fly toward the flower vine.

Spiritual light flashed on the hammer body, again and again, hesitating and wavering; within it, the will and logic left by generations of Skull Blood Vine Demon Emperors, who led countless clan members to follow the Ancient God Dao Divine Lord into unknown lands to fight, were thinking, possessing judgment ability.

They had already discovered the abnormality of this Skull Blood Imperial Prince.

"I am the last generation of Skull Blood Imperial Princes!"

"There are no prohibitions in my divine soul that let anyone control my life and death!"

"This stretch of starry sky is about to be shrouded by the Immortal Gate's order. It is absolutely impossible for an independent Skeleton Blood Emperor Son to be born—one such figure would be exterminated the moment they appeared. I am your only choice."

Hua Teng spoke at a rapid pace, listing out every kind of reason.

"Traitor…"

"A traitor who slaughtered his own kin…"

The Bone Emperor Hammer did not yield. An enraged roar came through—one voice, yet seemingly dozens of overlapping echoes, born from the lingering will of Skeleton Blood Emperors across the ages, brimming with killing intent.

"I am not a traitor."

"Steel Bone King was simply courting death. He betrayed the Immortal Gate, walked the path to his own ruin, and buried the race's bright future. I am the one who is right. I am a human, and also a Skeleton Blood Vine Demon. The most outstanding Skeleton Blood Vine Demon with the most outstanding thought and moral character was always a human of the Immortal Gate."

Hua Teng rebutted, emphasizing.

"Absurd! Shameless beyond measure!"

"The dignity and glory of the race…"

"…the race's misfortune…"

"…traitor…"

The wills within the Bone Emperor Hammer raged on without end, roaring and cursing, frenzied and chaotic.

"Shut up!"

"What are you cursing about! All of you shut your mouths!"

"What's a few dead skeletons count for? They're not citizens anyway."

Hua Teng lost patience and, without the slightest courtesy, cut off the roaring of those dozens of echoes: "Don't tell me that in your era of rising up, you didn't slaughter massive numbers of your own kin—dissenters, challengers."

"What traitor or not traitor—laughable!"

"If killing people like Steel Bone makes one a traitor, then every single one of you is a traitor, not a single exception."

"And as for glory—glory my ass!"

"At your peak, you were still servants of the Ancient God Dao. Don't think this old lady doesn't know—your life and death weren't your own to decide. What glory is there to talk about?"

"After my thought and moral character score reached one hundred and twenty, the Immortal Gate at least did not set any prohibitions in my divine soul!"

"Glory…"

The dozens of raging wills within the Bone Emperor Hammer faltered, and for a moment found themselves unable to retort.

"Be straight about it—what's the word?"

Hua

Teng asked again.

"…"

The Bone Emperor Hammer was silent for a long while.

After a moment, it no longer faded into nothingness. Staggeringly, it flew toward Hua Teng, landed by her ear, and transformed into an exquisite, delicate earring.