Chapter 327: Sacrificial Refinement

On the mountain top.

Shengyao glared at Yourou, his anger soaring to the heavens.

After a long while, Shengyao finally shouted, "Even so, President Yourou, can this temporary incarnation cultivation body of yours compare to my incarnation, nurtured from my own essence blood and strengthened over a long time?"

Shengyao's huge wings spread behind him, each white feather releasing intense light outward.

"Buzz", "clang", on Shengyao's wings, each feather violently vibrated at high frequency, constantly emitting a piercing hum like swords clashing. His aura became immensely strong; beneath his feet, rings of white light formed from countless complex runes continuously spread outward.

The six barbarian god giants under Shengyao's command let out low growls.

Under their reddish skin, black-gold Dao patterns kept flashing; their bodies began to shrink, rapidly collapsing from giants over twenty meters tall to sturdy men under three meters.

Their bodies shrank, yet their aura surged rapidly.

Accompanied by thunderous roars, the six barbarian god giants drew identical single-edged serrated heavy swords, then slashed their own chests with a backhand.

From the deep, bone-reaching wounds, sticky scorching plasma continually flowed; the barbarian god giants' eyes instantly turned blood-red, their whole bodies trembling violently like a pack of mad dogs, ready to rush out and tear apart the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master and Yourou.

Only, a faint will lingering in the little brain matter they had left forcibly restrained their impulses.

Without Shengyao's order, they would absolutely not strike first, even though they were now filled with frenzied battle intent; they merely waited for Shengyao's command, and then, even if it was Yourou, they would chop him into pieces.

"Ha, you want to fight me!" Yourou burst out laughing.

Likewise, six fully reddish barbarian god giants fell from the high sky.

Wu Tie lifted his head and saw, in the extremely high sky, a strangely shaped tower ship silently hovering below the clouds.

The tower ship, stretching a thousand zhang in length, was extraordinarily slender; numerous thin masts extended from its sides, hung with blood-red triangular sails. The high-altitude winds surged, the sails filled with wind and let out a muffled "bang bang" in the breeze.

The six barbarian god giants jumped down from the tower ship in the high sky; their bodies likewise rapidly shrank, becoming sturdy men under three meters, likewise drew identical single-edged serrated heavy swords, and then each thrust the sword deep into his own chest.

"Roar~~~"!

Yourou's summoned six barbarian god giants opened their mouths and loudly roared at the six kin under Shengyao's command.

The six barbarian god giants under Shengyao's command were filled with frenzied battle intent; they likewise roared loudly, their eyes turning blood-red, and like fighting dogs they strode forward to press upon the opposing kin.

Soon, the twelve barbarian god giants paired off, forehead to forehead, gathering together, face to face, loudly howling, continuously pouring out their roars and saliva at each other.

They twisted their bodies irritably, foreheads rubbing together rapidly, emitting a harsh scraping sound. In just a breath or two, their foreheads frothed blue smoke, then soon the skin split and flesh tore, with blood trickling down their cheeks.

"This is, a mad dog, right?" Wu Tie stared blankly at those senseless barbarian god giants.

"Exactly, a mad dog." Lao Tie muttered to himself. He furrowed his brow, clearly deep in thought.

Twelve barbarian god giants, plus the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master Sima Jun… plus the dozen or so Demon-Suppressing Hall experts he brought… not to mention, even that one Mr. Mu alone is more than Wu Tie and Lao Tie can handle.

Tricky.

But there are those soul crystals, plus that Three Emperors' essence blood, and so much star power essence.

Shengyao loudly gave a cold laugh; his "hehehe" drifted far away on the wind.

Yourou was completely going to tear face.

He knew Youcang and Youjieya; they were important members under Yourou's command, especially Youjieya, who was one of Yourou's consorts. Because of Youjieya's unique status, many of the Ice Spirit Clan's dealings on Mu Dalu were controlled by Youcang and Youjieya.

But who could have imagined that Youcang and Youjieya were killed.

Moreover, it was the kind of utter annihilation where even their true spirits were blasted apart, souls scattered.

Their deaths aside, just like the Light God Clan, the Ice Spirit God Clan also had a secret channel for trading with certain persons of the Fuxi God State, which suddenly snapped.

Well, the Ice Spirit God Clan's trade channel was cut off, yet Yourou wanted to obtain these precious soul crystals and the Three Emperors' essence blood, as well as the resources of these perfect human maternal bodies…

You could try to reconnect the severed channel… but you shouldn't come to seize the Light God Clan's channel!

Why not go seize the Celestial Crystal God Clan's channel?

Is the Light God Clan easy to bully?

So, Shengyao gave a cold smile.

Huayan also smiled coldly.

Immediately after, they both attacked at once.

Their wings behind them snapped open, ten fingers pointed at Yourou; twenty blinding white beams tore through the void, howling as they swept toward Yourou's vital points.

No matter if you are the Ice Spirit God Clan's president, what then?

You are a person of the Ice Spirit God Clan; if you dare to seize the Light God Clan's resources, you'd better prepare to get beaten!

Although Shengyao and Huayan's incarnations here are also avatars, these avatars are cultivated from their own essence blood within a human maternal womb, having consumed vast resources to nurture the powerful "Divine Body"!

And what Yourou uses is clearly a mass-produced temporary incarnation body.

Such a temporarily used body, at strongest only reaches the peak of the Life Pool Realm, not even attaining the Fetal Storage Realm; how could it contend with Shengyao and Huayan?

Just as Shengyao and Huayan had estimated, Yourou had no power to resist at all; his body instantly burst open with twenty transparent wounds, scorching white divine flame blazing across his form, directly burning his temporary incarnation body to ash.

A faint human-shaped shadow with a snake tail drifted out from the burned body, silently hovering tens of meters above the ground.

A wisp of Yourou's divided soul let out a low sigh: "This is you striking first; then don't blame me."

Grinning, Yourou hooked a finger toward that tower ship in the sky.

Four shafts of cold light descended from the sky; four handsome youths, their bodies wrapped in a layer of ice-crystal-formed cold aura, their aura clearly having reached the Fetal Storage Realm, swiftly landed on the ground, perfectly surrounding Shengyao and Huayan from the four sides.

"Keep Huayan, destroy Shengyao's incarnation." Yourou said coldly: "In this deal, I want seventy percent of the resources."

Shengyao and Huayan both shrieked sharply; Huayan even looked toward the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master: "Sima Jun, are you going to thoroughly provoke my Light God Clan?"

The Demon-Suppressing Hall Master gave a humble smile, then bowed deeply to Huayan: "Esteemed Lord Huayan, as a devout servant of the gods, how dare I meddle in the gods' disputes? I merely follow orders."

Spreading his hands, the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master retreated far away, and the experts he brought from the Demon-Suppressing Hall also withdrew far back.

"Please, let the gods settle their own disputes. As a lowly mortal servant, I only take my due share." The Demon-Suppressing Hall Master laughed brightly, his deep gaze swiftly and fiercely sweeping over the treasure vessels loaded with star power essence.

Mr. Mu gave a "hehehe" laugh.

He suddenly tugged at Luolin's sleeve and walked toward the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master.

"Demon-Suppressing Hall Master Sima Jun, I've long heard your name… I never expected to meet you here today." Mr. Mu deeply bowed to the Demon-Suppressing Hall Master.

"Nice to meet you." The Demon Suppression Hall Master examined Mr. Mu up and down for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Nice to meet you... It seems we should be friends."

"Of course, although the Divine State of Great Jin and the Divine State of Fuxi are enemies, my lord and you, Palace Master, can and should be able to become friends." Mr. Mu laughed "hehe".

"I have something good here." The Palace Master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall went straight to the point: "You underground lack solar and lunar stellar power, right? My Demon-Suppressing Hall has specialized personnel who constantly refine solar and Tai**hua."

"I also have some good things here." Mr. Mu said with a hehe laugh: "The underground world is barren, but there are treasures that grow in unique perilous extremes, things that no blessed land on the surface can produce."

"Divine matters should be left to the divinities themselves. We are merely mortals, hehe." The Palace Master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall laughed brightly.

"Indeed, we just need to attend to our own affairs." Mr. Mu also laughed: "Being able to meet you directly, Palace Master, is truly a great blessing… My lord has long admired you, but before we could only watch helplessly as the He family took advantages from you."

The Palace Master's smile faded: "He family? Which He family?"

Mr. Mu said with a laugh: "Of course it's that He family… They do things meticulously, but still not meticulously enough."

Before the Palace Master could speak, Mr. Mu said calmly: "Don't worry, Palace Master, whatever that person behind the He family can do, my lord can do it ten times better or more. As long as you provide sufficient benefits, my lord here, you can rest assured…"

Mr. Mu grabbed Luo Lin and pulled him out: "This is my young master, Luo Lin."

The Palace Master gave Luo Lin a sideways glance, hooked his finger behind him, and a remarkably handsome youth quickly stepped forward.

The Palace Master pointed at that youth and said calmly: "All right, from now on, Luo Lin, right? You will keep in direct contact with Tie Canglong… Tie Canglong is one of the outstanding talents of the Iron Armor generation of my Divine State of Great Jin; you are both young achievers, so keep close from now on."

Mr. Mu and the Palace Master laughed together.

Shengyao and Huayan shot up into the sky.

Four youths of the Ice Spirit Divine Race closely pursued and rushed up into the high sky.

Twelve barbarian god giants let out a loud roar, then likewise rose into the air and rushed into the high-altitude cloud layer.

Soon, dull impact sounds kept coming from within the thick clouds.

On the mountaintop, the Palace Master left with a hehe laugh, his form flashing into the high-altitude tower ship, which then swiftly flew away from here.

Left behind were Tie Canglong and a Demon-Suppressing Hall expert, plus Mr. Mu and Luo Lin; the four gathered together, chatting warmly as if they were old friends who had known each other for years.

The high-altitude battle rumbled with 'boom-boom' sounds; although the four on the mountaintop should clearly be mortal enemies, they exchanged feelings in an extremely affectionate manner.

Wu Tie and Old Tie exchanged a glance at the same time.

Luo Lin and Tie Canglong's combat power is negligible, but Mr. Mu is a grandmaster who has pushed the Wood Dao to its extreme, while the Demon-Suppressing Hall expert beside Tie Canglong has an aura vaguely comparable to Mr. Mu's.

Those precious trade goods were simply placed on the mountaintop.

If possible…

Wu Tie lightly shook his head; Mr. Mu's strength is too formidable, and together with that Demon-Suppressing Hall expert, even if they aren't killed, just being entangled by them could cause Yu Ruo and the others fighting fiercely in the high sky, upon returning, to possibly be defeated here.

Their strength is too low.

Wu Tie furrowed his brow.

Old Tie narrowed his eyes and slowly said: "Little Tie, my physical body's true form is the Tower of Reincarnation."

Wu Tie looked at Old Tie.

"The Tower of Reincarnation is Osiris's second divine artifact… To be precise, it is a supreme divine artifact that contains the profundity of the cycle of life and death." Old Tie looked at Wu Tie: "Not only is its body extraordinarily sturdy, but its attack power is also quite considerable."

"However, the Tower of Reincarnation is incompatible with my own power, so after all this time I can only exert little strength."

Old Tie's eyes flashed with sharp light: "But given my current situation, am I the spirit of the Tower of Reincarnation? Or rather, am I its artifact spirit? If I cooperate with you fully, can you refine me?"

"I myself follow the path of extreme slaughter; if one seeks to grasp the Dao, it is also the Western White Tiger Geng Metal force, the innate path of killing. The Tower of Reincarnation has nothing to do with me." Old Tie said excitedly: "But you are different; you cultivate the Primordial Scripture, which encompasses all the Dao of heaven and earth, all the heavenly and earthly mysteries in your bloodline; having broken through the Chonglou Realm, you have fully unlocked it."

"Even if your grasp of the Dao of life and death is superficial, you at least… understand?"

Old Tie stared straight at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie also stared straight at Old Tie: "We can give it a try; if I can truly fully refine the Tower of Reincarnation… tsk, it feels weird, after all, this is your current body."

Old Tie slapped Wu Tie's shoulder with a claw, excitedly saying: "I don't care, what are you babbling about? Come on, come at me; I've flung open all the seals, formations, and Dao patterns inside my body—just come at me!"

Old Tie trembled with excitement all over: "Hurry up; perhaps by sacrificially refining the Tower of Reincarnation you can help yourself grasp a bit more of the Dao of life and death; any increase in your strength now is a gain."

Wu Tie took a deep breath.

Above Old Tie's head, a three-foot-high projection of the Tower of Reincarnation slowly rose.

Wu Tie's brow chakra eye opened; his entire mental power turned into a beam of chaotic spiritual light that heavily struck the Tower of Reincarnation's projection.

Layer upon layer of immensely rich and pure Dao rhythms of life and death spread out slowly, quickly enveloping Wu Tie and Old Tie entirely.

As Old Tie said, he opened all the seals of the entire Tower of Reincarnation; all its gates swung open toward Wu Tie.

Although Wu Tie's mental power is feeble compared to the Tower of Reincarnation, it is like a thin stream flowing unimpeded through the tower's interior, continually imprinting his spiritual mark at vital points throughout.

The Tower of Reincarnation is too overwhelming; Wu Tie's mental power is exhausted after each breath.

The Tree of Abundance writhed rapidly, constantly drawing endless energy from the void and continually pouring it into Wu Tie's soul.

Wu Tie's soul burst forth with blinding light; likewise rich Dao rhythms of life and death swirled around his soul, while strands of Dao light corresponding to life and death sped through his soul, continually leaving conspicuous Dao markings within.

The rate at which mana accumulated in Wu Tie's life pond suddenly surged a hundredfold, and mana crystals kept falling from his soul like a waterfall.