Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1765 - 1685: Divine Soul

The Barbarian God Simulacrum slowly opened the box, and in an instant, a strange scene appeared inside.

Inside the box was a miniature world, much like a war sandbox, but far more delicate. Every flower and blade of grass inside was vividly lifelike, the rivers flowed continuously, and the wind swept over the hills. If one’s vision was sharp enough, they could discern all the details, as if it were real.

"This is a small universe!" Huang Yi murmured to himself.

The small universe is the precursor to a small world, far less expansive, but by expanding its boundaries and space, it can eventually form a small world.

Huang Yi reached his finger into the box, and instantly found that his hand had shrunk countless times proportionally to match the small universe inside the box.

He simply decided to enter the box entirely.

In an instant, a transformation occurred before his eyes, and he found himself in the realm inside the box, with mountains and rivers before him and a gentle breeze brushing his face.

Looking up, the sky was a gigantic human head, with two enormous eyes like the eyes of the sky, gazing down at him, the Barbarian God Simulacrum outside the box.

Suddenly, his Nashash bloodline sensed a familiar presence to the east.

It seemed the Divine Soul of Xue Huan was there.

He immediately flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings and flew rapidly towards the east.

He flew over two mountains and soon discovered a blood-red canyon, the ground flowing with blood. A semi-transparent giant snake coiled its body, raising its head high, with triangular eyes coldly fixed on him, its tongue flicking incessantly.

Its gaze was icy and emitted a trace of divine-like aura, although very weak, roughly at the Void God level.

Over the countless years, the power of Xue Huan’s Divine Soul had nearly entirely dissipated, its consciousness faded, leaving only instinct.

"Let your Divine Soul be used by me!" Huang Yi directly flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, suddenly descending behind the giant snake and pressing down with his palm.

This palm moved neither hurriedly nor slowly, much like the Buddha subduing Sun Wukong, full of absolute power, boundless mana, irresistible.

The giant snake twisted its head around, opening its grim mouth to bite Huang Yi’s palm.

Huang Yi maintained a calm expression, neither dodging nor retreating, allowing it to bite him.

"Puff!" The giant snake bit into Huang Yi, engulfing half his hand in its mouth.

But the next moment, it began to struggle violently, writhing its tail desperately, trying to release its grip and escape.

But it was futile, as it was gradually and forcefully absorbed into Huang Yi’s body.

Huang Yi had originally evolved into the Nashash Form using Xue Huan’s blood, and now confronting its soul, it was like a sponge absorbing water, drawing it into his body.

The Divine Soul of Xue Huan had only a tiny remnant of power, utterly unable to resist, and before long, it was completely absorbed by Huang Yi.

Huang Yi stored Xue Huan’s Divine Soul within himself, not hastening to refine it.

Now, he already possessed the blood of the Creator Ancestral Spirit Taurus, a deity’s soul, and the abundant Blood of Kador brought by Feng Angju. The key conditions were all met, and as long as he fully collected the Time Flower Fruit, he could advance to a true Creator Ancestral Spirit and challenge the King of Hell in a decisive battle.

He immediately flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, flying into the sky, ultimately transforming into a small figure flying out of the box, his body returning to its original size.

Huang Yi looked at the Barbarian God Simulacrum and said, "Continue to stay here. If people of other races come to investigate, just say you are the Clone of the Barbaric God, that you no longer need to consume Blue Elves to maintain your consciousness, and that you are already independent from the Barbaric God’s body with no relation, and you will slowly attempt to control the First World."

"Yes, Master!" The Barbarian God Simulacrum nodded.

With the demise of the Barbaric God’s clone, the original Barbaric God in the Heaven Realm should know. Even if he reveals to the First World that the clone is dead, it doesn’t matter.

Because his original body is far away in the Heaven Realm and no longer has control over the First World, while the Barbarian God Simulacrum remains stationed at the Barbarian God Temple, it can confuse people into thinking that the clone and the original body are independent entities, now opposed to each other.

After all, the Barbaric God’s clone has been detached from its original body in the Mortal Realm for countless years, maintaining its consciousness by consuming Blue Elves. Over the years, it has been the clone, not the original body, protecting the First World.

The followers worship, pay homage to, and pray to the clone, not the original body.

When both the original and clone have conflicting claims, even if the followers suspect the clone, they have no way to discern the truth, as the Barbarian God Simulacrum has absorbed the clone, even occupied the body, remaining unchanged.

Of course, it would be impossible for the Barbarian God Simulacrum to rule the First World as the clone once did, as there are too many discrepancies, such as the inexplicable deaths of the Barbarian God Cult higher-ups in the Barbarian God Temple. People of the First World will definitely harbor suspicions, but will not directly confront or dare to question him, thus making the situation delicate, mostly observed with a wait-and-see attitude.

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That doesn’t matter. Huang Yi just needs to leave this nail pinned in the First World.

Next, Huang Yi pushed open the door and walked out.

The Phoenix Egg on the treetop had disappeared, and a Little Phoenix appeared behind Little Dragon, smaller than the original and its aura even weaker.

When Little Dragon saw Huang Yi come out, he immediately flew over, and the Little Phoenix bashfully followed behind, like a shy little bride hiding behind him, afraid to meet strangers.

"Boss, this is Little Ling Yu, she has already undergone Nirvana Rebirth!" Little Dragon looked joyfully at the Little Phoenix behind him with wide eyes.

The Little Phoenix shyly poked out her tiny head, curiously glanced at Huang Yi, and then immediately shrank back behind Little Dragon.

Huang Yi smiled slightly and said, "You guys just stay here; Ling Yu will pretend to continue to be the Holy Beast guarding the Barbarian God. The Barbarian God Simulacrum will sit in the temple and replace her. With your strength, plus the residual power of the Barbarian God’s clone, no one in the First World would dare to provoke you."

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Heaven Realm, above the Dead Star Barrier.

An endless army was frantically attacking the Dead Star, a vast, dark mass, filled with Demonic Qi, boundless and countless, demons at Void God Level everywhere, Ten-Winged Dark Angels, Skeleton Dragons with decaying skin...

This infinite army was distinctly divided into corps, each containing an imposing, eternal, mythical figure.

Every move they made was a perfect simplicity, returning to basics, each strike simple, yet powerful enough to surpass an entire legion, shaking the Dead Star’s barrier endlessly.

These imposing figures were all Demon Gods of the Demon Realm, each having created countless myths, casting faith across countless worlds, with legions of believers praying to their statues every day.

They were embodiments of eternity, great existences beyond the Mortal Realm, countless peerless strong ones have faded in the river of history, yet they still live and will continue to do so until the end of time.

But even these Demon Gods occasionally looked up, respectfully gazing at an imposing figure in the void.

That imposing figure had six arms, strong and sturdy, each strike pouring out creative energy, shaking the Dead Star’s barrier violently, overshadowing all gods and demons without equal.

His expression commanded respect, filled with the residual influence of a War God of past years.

His aura was the noblest, suppressing the cosmos, looking down on all, all beings must submit before him, including those eternal Demon Gods.

This was the Barbarian God’s true form! Son of the War God and Goddess of the Night!

His strength had reached its limit, the most powerful Main God in history, beyond it lies the Supreme Principle, a realm of the Four Supreme Gods.

He was on the brink of unifying the entire Demon Realm, previously these Demon Gods tried all means to resist his invasion, but no matter how they resisted it was futile, either killed or submitted to him.

Most deities chose submission, as reaching the deity level prevents signing a Master-Servant Contract, their submission to the Barbarian God was merely a gesture of acknowledgment, forming a temporary alliance, waiting for the day the Barbarian God might die, so they could regain their freedom.

Currently, aside from the God of Space, only few Demon Gods like the Beast God were still hiding, and the Barbarian God’s most desired conquest was this Dead Star.

He must conquer the Dead Star to build prestige that no other Demon Gods have had before.

Even the famed Tyrant of the past couldn’t conquer the Dead Star, but the Barbarian God intended to make history, to conquer the Dead Star, replacing the position of the Death God.

Inside the Dead Star, a majestic energy light pillar rose from the top floor of the Hall of Extinction, continuously maintaining the Dead Star’s barrier.

This was the movement caused by the Supreme God Instrument—Reaper’s Scythe.

The Reaper’s Scythe, also known as the Scythe of Death, represents the Supreme Principle of the Death God, its power far surpasses ordinary Divine Artifacts.

Previously, Huang Yi brought back the Artifact Spirit of the Reaper’s Scythe and fused it with the body of the Reaper’s Scythe in the Hall of Extinction. With it as the Formation Eye, the formation laid by the Death God himself greatly strengthened, resisting their frenzied attacks.

However, the Dead Star has been holding on for long enough; it won’t last much longer. Under the Barbarian God are some high-ranking members defected from the Death God’s Temple within the Dead Star, familiar with the Dead Star’s weaknesses.

After such prolonged assault, the Dead Star’s barrier is on the verge of collapse, many formations inside are struggling to persist.

The Barbarian God gazed at the Dead Star barrier below, about to be breached, with a faint smile. Once he conquered the Dead Star, at least on the surface, he would replace the Death God, becoming the Supreme of the Demon Realm.

Just need to devise a method to avoid the notice of the three Supreme Gods, summon the clone from the Barbarian God Temple in the First World, and integrate the aura of the Crystallization of the Divine King into the main body to reach the Supreme God’s realm, then his strength would not be lesser than the other three Supreme Gods.

Thinking of becoming a Supreme God, his smile grew even brighter.

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