Chapter 584

Two barbarian gods!

The Heavenly Black Cauldron let out an extremely satisfied sound, like a pig that's eaten its fill and drunk its fill, a 'huo huo' sound, then the cauldron's body spewed out boundless black qi, rapidly swirling around the cauldron.

The vital energy of the 120,000 Wu clan youths merged as one, continuously poured into the Heavenly Black Cauldron, transforming into immense power, assisting the cauldron in refining the barbarian gods.

Wu Tie laughed 'haha', while continuously patting the Heavenly Black Cauldron, pouring his own immense mana into it to help him refine, and with ill intent, like a big gray wolf eyeing a little white rabbit, he fiercely stared at Gongyang Shenxing.

Gongyang Shenxing wanted to flee, but the three Wu Jin brothers, furious in their bellies, had already fiercely surrounded him, six stout arms gripping his body tightly, whereupon Wu Tong violently snatched the Heavenly Net Seal from his hand.

"No... this is... me..." Gongyang Shenxing struggled.

Wu Tong played with the Heavenly Net Seal, head held high, chest out, looking at Gongyang Shenxing: "But now it's mine."

Gongyang Shenxing angrily struggled, he hysterically cursed: "Duke of Yuzhou, how dare you be so rude... you really, won't you leave yourself a way out? You, you're not afraid, not afraid that after the Left Minister takes power, you will have no place to stand in the world?"

Wu Tie gave a 'hehe' cold laugh.

The three brothers Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong, together with the 120,000 Wu clan youths, all laughed in unison.

A place to stand?

Use this to scare them?

Who cares? Who cares?? Who cares???

They come from the underworld; they originally had nothing to lose. They came to the surface to secure a piece of land where their kin and family could bask in sunlight and rain for their people.

What do they have to fear? What do they have to care about? They originally had nothing; how can you threaten a bunch of people who themselves have nothing with 'having nothing'?

Wu Tie gave Wu Jin a gesture: 'This brat is also no good...'

Wu Tie glanced at the Heavenly Black Cauldron.

Wu Jin understood, he seized Gongyang Shenxing's neck, then twisted hard, and his palm burst out a great divine light, smashing the anguished, roaring divine fetus that rushed out of Gongyang Shenxing's body to pieces.

Behind Gongyang Shenxing, there were actually two barbarian gods acting as bodyguards.

Regardless of his status in the Gongyang clan, regardless of how highly Gongyang Sanlü valued and favored him, simply the fact that he had barbarian gods as bodyguards means he deserves to die.

Wu Tie, the three Wu Jin brothers, and the 120,000 Wu clan youths—everyone's hearts were pounding violently.

Their gazes were like knives, fiercely fixed on the Heavenly Black Cauldron.

At the first sight of the two barbarian gods, a strong negative emotion surged in the blood of every Wu clan youth. Everyone glared fiercely at the two barbarian gods, that irreconcilable hatred, that deep-seated loathing, causing Wu Tie to merely shout a greeting, whereupon all the Wu clan youths immediately abandoned Gongyang Shenxing and joined forces to assist the Heavenly Black Cauldron.

No one paid attention to the little Gongyang Shenxing's death; his death was destined.

His collusion with the barbarian gods is a crime that merits death.

This hatred, this bone-deep, blood-origin hatred, leaves Gongyang Shenxing with absolutely no chance to survive.

The bodies of the two barbarian gods, within the Heavenly Black Cauldron, returned to their original form; though they were originally over five meters tall, their bodies instantly swelled to tens of thousands of feet in size. Their divine blood surged like a spring, gushing out with a 'shua shua' sound, and the cauldron gulped it down in large mouthfuls.

The vital energy of the 120,000 Wu clan youths merged as one; the strange Wu clan secret art blessed upon them by the Wu family Elders was activated. The qi of the 120,000 people interconnected, and their soul fluctuations rapidly converged toward the same frequency.

Divine beings.

To be divine is to be enlightened.

To comprehend the great Dao of heaven and earth, to master a principle, to be exalted above, powerful and noble—this is what constitutes a divine being.

Every hair, every drop of blood, every strand of soul of a divine being is marvelously exquisite, containing endless mysteries. Just like the two barbarian gods in the Heavenly Black Cauldron, although their heads were severed and their souls gravely wounded, their bodies still struggled wildly.

Whether it be the severed head or the body lacking a head, they still harbor endless vitality. Blood and flesh churn beneath the head, seeking to regrow a body; blood and flesh writhe on the neck of the body, seeking to regrow a head.

Immense life force rolled about, each strand of life force mingling with immense law patterns, like a giant dragon winding and wandering in the Heavenly Black Cauldron, frantically resisting the cauldron's devouring.

The Heavenly Black Cauldron trembled violently; supported by the blood and qi of the 120,000 Wu clan youths, it turned into a huge grindstone, forcibly grinding off thread after thread of flesh from the two barbarian gods' bodies, bit by bit pulverizing it, slowly merging it into the cauldron's body.

Devoured alive, not a single hair will remain.

Wu Tie felt no psychological pressure about this.

The bone-deep hatred from deep within the bloodline, the hatred from the source of the ancient bloodline, makes it impossible for him to feel any pity or regret toward these so-called spirits.

Wu Tie personally witnessed them using human soul crystals as trade goods, and using the bloodline essence of the ancient human Three Sovereigns as trade goods.

They treated human geniuses as trade goods.

They clung to human bodies, sucking blood as a supplement.

They regarded human commoners as prey; thus this world is the cruelest dark jungle, and when they hunt, they naturally must be wary of the bright and hidden arrows from human commoners like Wu Tie.

This world is fair.

Wu Tie's aura also trembled violently, his soul fluctuation frequency rapidly approaching that of the 120,000 Wu clan youths.

This is the Wu clan's secret art.

Its principle is equivalent to the military formations of the Divine State of Great Jin.

However, the Divine State of Great Jin's military formation merges the soldiers' blood qi, killing qi, and mana through the formation into a complete unity, transforming into a military soul dharma aspect, thereby enhancing the formation's overall lethality and defense.

But this Wu clan secret art can unite the clansmen's souls, granting them greater soul power, enabling communication with heaven and earth, comprehension of the Dao, thereby leveraging greater heavenly and earthly power to form more terrifying sorcery.

The essence of this secret art is like each Wu clan youth's soul power being a three-foot-long small rod; this rod, through leverage, can pry a stone weighing dozens of catties.

And this secret art can allow several, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands or millions of Wu clan descendants to join together those three-foot small rods, perfectly splicing them into as long a rod as possible, without any burrs.

In antiquity, a sage said, 'Give him a fulcrum, and he can move the earth!'

The Wu clan youths' immensely strong fleshly bodies are the fulcrum; their gradually united, perfectly harmonious souls are an extremely long pry bar. Using themselves as the fulcrum and their souls as the pry bar, the power that this Wu clan secret art can unleash is easy to imagine.

When Wu Tie's soul power merged with that of the twelve thousand youths of the clan, everyone's bodies trembled slightly, and they simultaneously sensed an incomparably terrifying presence lurking in the darkness.

That is the will of heaven and earth, that is the origin of the universe, that is the most fundamental meaning of existence in this world.

The Wu clan secret art inherently possesses the wondrous effect of communicating with heaven and earth and comprehending the heavenly mind; when the souls of the 120,000 Wu clan youths merge as one, with one plus one greater than two, two plus two greater than four… the combined strength of the 120,000 far exceeds that of simply adding them together, and in their realm they produce a miraculous breakthrough effect.

Together with Wu Tie, they broke through ahead of time, advancing several major levels, and glimpsed the profound mysteries of heaven and earth that only supreme beings have the chance to behold.

Inside the Heavenly Black Cauldron, the speed at which the two barbarian gods were digested and absorbed suddenly surged a hundredfold, then a thousandfold, then ten thousandfold…

The origin of the Heavenly Black Cauldron is rapidly strengthening, its power continually increasing; its rank among innate spiritual treasures rises ever higher, breaking through level after level.

Wu Tie felt the immense soul power of his own clan youths, which was one with him.

Such harmonious resonance.

Such a perfect fusion.

Even the Wu clan's Elders, those old monsters who have cultivated for who knows how many years, would find it extremely difficult to reach such harmony and perfection.

Because even the Wu clan's Elders sometimes cannot avoid having stray thoughts.

As for the Wu youths before us, the moment they left their ancestral land, they already regarded themselves as dead.

They had no desires, no stray thoughts in their hearts; as representatives of the Wu clan who had come to the mortal world, they already considered themselves dead—they had even arranged their funerals in the Wu ancestral land, with spirit tablets and graves all prepared.

Because their hearts were free of stray thoughts, when facing enemies born of their bloodline, the two barbarian gods stirred the deepest hatred in the Wu youths' blood, and they burst forth with the most primal killing instinct, utterly free of distraction.

The soul power of 120,000 people merged into one; in the void, in a place invisible to the naked eye, a soul blazing sun shone in all directions, its light immeasurable, illuminating eternity.

Wu Tie's soul merged into that vast, immense, scorching, inconceivable soul; the Wu youths naturally handed over leadership of that soul mass to Wu Tie.

Then the soul fluctuations of Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong joined in; they likewise merged smoothly into that soul aggregate, adhering perfectly to Wu Tie's soul fluctuations, making Wu Tie the leader of that soul mass.

Wu Tie suddenly felt that he could do anything.

The souls of 120,004 people gathered together; this power was far stronger than a simple addition of their souls—hundreds or thousands of times stronger. Wu Tie looked around and discovered that even in a speck of dust between heaven and earth, he could see clear Dao patterns.

Heaven, earth, and the universe are all composed of the Dao.

The 108 Canghai Divine Pearls beside Wu Tie's divine fetus burst with blinding light; complete Dao laws turned into strands of Dao patterns, evenly imprinted upon the soul blazing sun formed by the gathering of 120,004 people.

Wu Jin, Wu Yin, Wu Tong, and the 120,000 Wu youths felt their bodies tremble slightly; their physical strength, mana cultivation, and understanding of all Wu clan arts rapidly increased.

Even some Wu youths with weaker bloodlines and lagging cultivation heard tsunami-like booms within their bodies.

Their marrow continually birthed new blood, while old blood turned into strands of qi that constantly seeped from their pores; they were washing tendons and purifying marrow, their blood concentration steadily rising, and behind them constantly arose various phenomena—gales, flames, oceans, thunder, and so on.

The Dao laws within the Canghai Divine Pearls continually merged into these Wu youths' bodies, bringing them ineffable benefits and greatly enhancing their potential and aptitude.

Wu Tie, meanwhile, felt inspired and roared in his heart: 'I have a method; brothers, lend me your strength!'

The 120,000 Wu youths felt their bodies burning like fire, their strength surging rapidly, their soul fluctuations growing stronger and purer; they all shouted in their hearts, directly answering Wu Tie's call.

Wu Tie pondered a moment, hesitated a while, then bellowed: 'Brothers, each give me one-tenth of your soul power!'

120,003 Wu youths hesitated not; their souls trembled slightly, as if a sharp blade had sliced off precisely one-tenth of their divine fetuses.

No memory, no stray thoughts—pure one-tenth of soul power.

The soul power severed by those 120,003 people equaled the total soul power of 12,200 experts at the Fetal Storage realm.

Wu Tie opened his mouth and drew in a deep breath; having slain the descending gods with Ao Chi's strike, he sucked from the fallen deities' rare resources a large amount of divine medicines and treasures that greatly replenish qi and blood, which flew into his mouth.

For a moment, Wu Tie's qi and blood surged like ten thousand dragons racing, massive energy churning rapidly within his body, constantly generating new blood. Using a Wu clan secret method, he forcibly refined his own essence blood, drop after drop of crimson yet shining with purple-gold light, each drop heavy as a mountain, continually condensing from his heart.

An ordinary Wu cultivator at the Fetal Storage realm can condense only a dozen or so drops of essence blood before having no strength left.

With the help of his clan brothers and the support of countless divine medicines and treasures, Wu Tie forcibly gave birth to a pond's worth of his own life essence blood.

He spat out a mouthful of old blood, and a pond's worth of his life essence blood slowly flew out, merging with the soul power severed by the Wu youths.

Then Wu Tie's divine fetus split off a small piece, bearing all his memories and the 108 radiant Canghai Divine Pearls, which he hurled into that pool of essence blood and soul power.

A tremendous boom rang out, and the void trembled.

The power of the Canghai Divine Pearls permeated the void, forcibly blocking any leaking aura.

A youth who looked exactly like Wu Tie's original appearance, with an ordinary, gentle aura and no trace of aggression, wearing a plain blue hemp robe, silently stepped out of the void.

'I am Daoist Canghai; I have come to pay my respects to the true self.' The blue-clad youth smiled, bowed to the pallid Wu Tie, then gave a deep bow with clasped hands to the 120,000 Wu youths with closed eyes: 'Thanks to your efforts, brothers, I can emerge into the world ahead of time.'

Before, Wu Tie had intended to use the supreme One Qi Transforms into Three Purities method to sever a third incarnation, having already chosen the Canghai Divine Pearl as the vessel for that purpose.

However, the Canghai Divine Pearl's power was too great; Wu Tie's own foundation was far insufficient to sever it.

This time, the 120,000 Wu youths' souls united, their immense soul power plus their selfless support enabled Wu Tie to make a spur-of-the-moment decision, using his brothers' strength to sever a third incarnation with such vast soul power.

This move indeed succeeded.

The Canghai Daoist incarnation directly stepped into the divine realm, far surpassing the Yin-Yang Daoist, the Five Elements Daoist, and even Wu Tie's true self by countless folds.

The 108 Canghai Divine Pearls were embedded in the Canghai Daoist's body; faintly visible, strange lights rotated within the major apertures of his physique.

Physical strength, Dao cultivation, supernatural transformations, mana reserves… everything, the Canghai Daoist was strong like a monster.

'Please, Daoist friend, lend me your strength.' Wu Tie's face turned pale as he smiled and nodded at the Canghai Daoist.

Having severed the third incarnation, his own soul seemed to have shed all constraints and obstacles, becoming round, smooth, and clear like a great crystal ball, with no hindrance whatsoever.

At this moment, Wu Tie beheld heaven and earth with his eyes; all things between heaven and earth turned into Dao patterns.

In the future, merely cultivating and comprehending the Dao, Wu Tie's speed will be at least a hundred times greater than before.

The Canghai Daoist chuckled 'hehe' and pressed a palm onto the Black Heaven Cauldron. Inside the cauldron came two angry roars; the two barbarian gods were instantly stripped of all vitality, their bodies and heads turning into murky blood mist, which the Black Heaven Cauldron swallowed clean in one gulp.

Countless splendid Dao patterns surged and flickered across the Black Heaven Cauldron's surface; in an instant its grade rose another level, and judging solely by its treasure rank, it was now only slightly inferior to the Yin-Yang Two-Qi Vessel. This palm of the Canghai Daoist not only helped the cauldron refine the two gods, but also forcibly inscribed 360 Dao laws matching the cauldron's attributes into its core.

As long as the Black Heaven Cauldron can retain today's fortune and devour a few more gods with compatible attributes, its rapid progress and swift improvement are obviously to be expected.

And killing gods, devouring gods—for Wu Tie, this is definitely an opportunity, surely there will be chances.

'Daoist friend, let me lend you a hand again.'

The Canghai Daoist smiled and lightly patted Wu Tie's head with both hands.

That day, Old Master Hu brought his desperadoes to scour for innate spiritual treasures, intending to oppose the Divine State Artifact of the Great Jin God Nation; from Master Dafang he obtained a Seven Treasures Ruyi, which contained chaotic profundities and terrifying lethal power, yet was quite difficult to refine.

The Canghai Daoist casually struck and slapped it down; Wu Tie felt his divine fetus jolt. The Seven Treasures Ruyi, which had been hovering near his divine fetus and largely ignored by him, let out a resonant wail, and Wu Tie's soul power surged like a tide, instantly flooding in and thoroughly refining the innate spiritual seals layer by layer inside.

'Thanks, Daoist!' Wu Tie laughed, rose to his feet, and solemnly bowed to the Canghai Daoist.

'We are originally one; why be polite?' The Canghai Daoist laughed especially brightly, then nodded at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie also nodded.

The Canghai Daoist took a step forward and in an instant vanished without trace.