Chapter 836

"No, this, Senior, you went to the wrong place, why don't you go back first?" Wei Yuan was even a bit incoherent for a moment.

Yu Zhizhuo naturally didn't understand why Wei Yuan was going crazy at his own weapon spirit, but when the face with green pupils completely floated out of the array, as a veteran weapon refining master who had seen countless weapon spirits, he was instantly captivated.

"This is simply a perfect weapon spirit! Powerful, beautiful, terrifying, eerie, mysterious... it simply has no flaws!" Yu Zhizhuo didn't spare his limited vocabulary at all.

Wei Yuan felt a headache, and this spear had already formed a causal connection with him, so he couldn't return the goods.

Fortunately, after the green pupils appeared, they hid in the spear, didn't speak, and had no strange movements, as if it were really a weapon spirit. Wei Yuan felt the situation was increasingly bizarre, but had no way to deal with it.

In Yu Zhizhuo's words, this spear was not fully refined yet, and the fusion of the weapon spirit and the spear still needed a process. In addition, Yu Zhizhuo also used the Earth-Binding Refining Method, so the power of this spear would greatly increase in Qingming.

Yu Zhizhuo told Wei Yuan about the characteristics of this spear; it looked like a simple and unadorned long spear, with a bare spear body, without even any array patterns. But the inside of the spear body was hollow, and it could be filled with solid gunpowder, or placed with different spiritual-nurturing arrays, which would slowly produce spiritual power explosives through its own warming until it was full.

"Spiritual power explosives?" This was another term Wei Yuan had never heard of.

Yu Zhizhuo explained that the principle of gunpowder was nothing more than instantaneous high-speed expansion, producing huge thrust, that's all. What gunpowder could achieve, Dao methods could also achieve, and the effect was even better. Immediately, Yu Zhizhuo took Wei Yuan to another experimental position, demonstrating the working state of the spiritual-nurturing array.

He saw dots of spiritual power flowing into the spiritual-nurturing array, and after a while, a few particles the size of peppercorns fell from the array. Yu Zhizhuo picked one up and placed it in his palm, gently crushing it, and it turned into silver powder.

This was the gunpowder generated by spiritual power through the spiritual-nurturing array, truly magical. Immediately, a bolt of lightning appeared in Yu Zhizhuo's palm, hitting the powder, and it instantly turned into a huge fireball the size of a tabletop.

Yu Zhizhuo said: "After the spiritual power gunpowder is full, the spiritual-nurturing array will stop working, and when it needs to be fired, it can be excited by thunder power. Its bullet is the spearhead; in terms of power, one shot can injure Master Yu Jing. I made ten spearheads for you, if it's not enough, come to me again, presumably there aren't that many Master Yu Jing for you to hit. Oh, the weapon spirit fusion is almost done, let's go back and take another look."

The two came to the long spear again, and saw pieces of green light floating in the refining array, the light rippling like water waves, with lotus flowers blooming and dying. This spear had actually been named by the Heavenly Dao, depriving Wei Yuan of the fun of naming it.

Seeing the name of the spear, Wei Yuan and Yu Zhizhuo's expressions were a bit strange. The name of this spear was: Compassion.

Yu Zhizhuo laughed: "If someone didn't know, they would think it was a Zen staff sent to you by the Great Treasure Flower Pure Land! Hmm, the spearhead is a bit bulging, it looks very much like one."

Wei Yuan's face was naturally quite ugly because he found that the spearhead seemed to want to change, but the overall shape had already been set, so the effort was unsuccessful.

Regardless, this spear was a proper Master Yu Jing-level spiritual treasure, it was just too simple and unadorned, holding it in his hand was like a peasant insurgent army.

Getting a treasure before the big battle, Wei Yuan was also refreshed. At this time, the Shaman tribe's army was already approaching, and Qingming's war machine had already begun to roar.

Wei Yuan already had a premonition that this battle would definitely not be simple. With an Immortal taking action, it couldn't be simple.

A hundred li outside the Qingming defense line, the Shaman army camp had already been laid out, stretching for a hundred li. Another hundred li further back, multiple lakes had already been dug, and altars were built in the lakes. These altars were not only places to launch great mantras and store sacrificial power, but also media to sacrifice to heaven and pray for protection, allowing Immortals to take action from afar.

Just Liulan's vanguard legion brought two million warriors and tens of millions of laborers. The Shaman tribe was determined to win this battle, and was bound to erase Qingming from the map.

The wind and rain were about to arrive.

This morning, all the mortals in Qingming put down the work in their hands, walked out of their homes, and looked at the sky. They had already received notice that the Domain Lord would make a speech to the entire domain, making the final mobilization before the battle.

The mortals were all very curious; they had never heard of an emperor fighting a war and still needing to mobilize the common people, they only knew how to increase taxes, increase taxes, and increase taxes. As the time arrived, Wei Yuan's figure appeared in the sky. The Zhou Tian Star Dou Array played a role at this moment, ensuring that Wei Yuan's voice could spread to every corner of Qingming.

The bell rang nine times.

Wei Yuan's image disappeared, replaced by images of human beings being slaughtered by the Shaman tribe, villages being burned, and teams of naked people being driven to climb the altars.

"People of Qingming, for the past hundreds of thousands of years, we have been bullied and slaughtered by the Shaman tribe; kept like livestock; slaughtered during every one of their major festivals to please heaven. But the Shaman tribe's heaven is not the vast heaven, not the Heavenly Dao, but their own ancestors!"

Countless mortals were incomparably shocked; they lived their lives in muddled confusion, knowing only that the alien race was cruel, but not knowing how cruel they were.

The image changed again, replaced by Quliu Town, appearing with swathes of shanties and those people soaked in sewage, their faces numb.

"... Just over ten years ago, this was the status quo of the land under our feet, this was the life of the human race. Many of you have experienced this."

"And now, our lives have just gotten a little better, and the Shaman tribe is here again! Their army of millions is parked outside the domain!"

The mortals looked at each other; some were afraid, but many people had fire burning in their eyes, and fire burning in their hearts.

On the land of Qingming, points of starlight were born, gradually wanting to start a prairie fire.

Wei Yuan's voice echoed between heaven and earth, gradually gaining strength and anger: "... The Shaman tribe wants to flatten our fields, push down our houses, turn the blue sky and clear water here into black and smelly, flowing with highly toxic pus! They want to kill the sick among us, slaughter the strong on the altars, and let our souls be enslaved by their ancestors for eternity!"

"... What is hatred? Hatred is not that others have snatched our things, and we snatch them back and it's over."

"Hatred is: we not only want to take back what was snatched, but also take back more! We want to make them pay a painful price, painful to the point that they will never forget, painful to the point that they will only have fear in their hearts when they think of us! This is hatred! This is revenge!"

"I, Wei Yuan, will never allow the scene of ten years ago to reappear! I will defend this land with you until the last moment of my life. I have already died once, and I don't care about dying again. In the future, whether I am here or not, Qingming will fight to the end and never surrender!"

"Qingming can be destroyed, but it will never be conquered!!!"

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and heavy tribulation clouds gathered from all directions, as if the entire firmament was pressing toward this small point of Qingming. Bolts of thunder shocked heaven and earth, reflecting the world into a miserable white, and thick electric pillars fiercely struck downward, like the end of the world.

Among the mortals of Qingming, many had attended school and already had some insight, knowing that this was a heavenly tribulation, the might of heaven and earth. Was this heaven and earth also unable to tolerate Qingming, unable to tolerate mortals living a good life?

In the crowd, an unknown old man suddenly said: "Back then, a Shaman of the Shaman tribe once said that if the human race could all eat meat, the whole world would not be able to bear it and would be destroyed because of it. So we mortals are only worthy of eating grass?"

The people around the old man were all startled, then angry, no longer fearing the might of heaven and earth, and roared at the sky. Although this roar was extremely weak compared to the sound of thunder, in the blink of an eye, more people began to roar. Thousands upon thousands of voices merged into an ocean of thunder, actually faintly able to contend with the might of heaven!

At this moment, heaven and earth shook, and the power of Wei Yuan binding the Yellow Springs Grotto-Heaven suddenly shattered; the Yellow Springs Grotto-Heaven was no longer constrained, expanding rapidly, and was only stopped by the power of heaven and earth when it reached the edge of Qingming. But the entire Qingming had already formed a single entity, separated from the Shaman Domain heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth were even more furious, almost going mad, and the thunder was like endless, striking down piece by piece, smashing the bit of green light between heaven and earth until it was swaying and dim, likely to be extinguished at any time.

But as long as it hadn't burned out, the green light was endless, and it refused to be extinguished.

(End of chapter)