novelraw Chapter 1002 1002 The Powerful Sacrifice Move
Chapter 1002 1002 The Powerful Sacrifice Move
Jun Xiaoyao stood above the vast cosmic vault.
Over ten seed-level prodigies from the ancient imperial clans joined forces to control the ninth ancient killing formation.
Yet it couldn't bring him even the slightest harm. Not a single drop of blood was shed.
Jun Xiaoyao simply stood there, letting the ancient imperial prodigies attack with the ninth killing formation, without being affected in the slightest.
"How is this possible?"
The Golden Crow Little Sage King, Xuan Haogong, the Nine Nether Hound successor, the Phoenix Girl, and the others lost their composure, their expressions shifting drastically, faces pale as paper.
In their eyes, even if Jun Xiaoyao had broken through, he should have been spent force by now.
Taking a step back.
Even if Jun Xiaoyao hadn't taken any damage.
He was still only a Supreme, the same realm as the Golden Crow Little Sage King and the others.
But there were over ten of them, and Jun Xiaoyao was alone.
At the Supreme realm, even one against two was extremely difficult, let alone one against ten.
"Wait, his realm — it's not an ordinary Supreme realm!" One of the imperial prodigies sensed the aura radiating from Jun Xiaoyao.
"Late-stage Supreme!"
"How can this be — three consecutive minor realm breakthroughs!"
In all directions, every prodigy erupted in an uproar, utterly stunned.
Normally, surviving the Supreme tribulation only brought someone to the early stage of the Supreme realm.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao had broken straight through to the late-stage Supreme realm.
"This is terrifying!"
The prodigies of the immortal domain all felt a chill run through them.
To them, the Chaos Body from the foreign domain was practically the ultimate final boss.
Even more oppressive than those foreign Immortal Kings.
Because those Immortal Kings, no matter how strong, had reached their ceiling — advancing even one step further was incredibly difficult and required countless ages.
But a Chaos Body that had survived the final Supreme tribulation had limitless potential.
"Damn it!"
Even the Golden Crow Little Sage King, who had been so confident and certain of victory just moments ago, now felt his courage falter. Cold sweat ran down his back, and thoughts of retreat crept in.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao stood at the peak of the clouds.
His gaze was indifferent as it swept across everyone present.
Using these seed-level prodigies to test the third move of his Genesis — that seemed fitting enough.
Jun Xiaoyao slowly raised his hand, and a terrifying secret power began to flow.
In an instant, the heavens and earth darkened.
A hazy blood mist began to spread.
Faintly, something like the sound of chanting sutras arose.
But it was not the chanting of a Buddha.
It was...
Demons and monsters, Asura devil spirits chanting sutras!
In the void, dense clusters of symbols materialized.
They were sacrificial texts for all living beings, packed as thick as ants, imprinted across the entire heaven and earth.
"What... what is this?"
Everyone felt a chill, their hearts crawling with unease.
Beneath Jun Xiaoyao's feet, endless phantom silhouettes materialized.
They were countless living beings, like ants, weeping, wailing, and cursing beneath his feet.
Jun Xiaoyao gently pressed his foot down, and black flames appeared.
They were flames of calamity, burning across the land.
The endless living beings that had emerged let out piercing shrieks, rolling, howling, and sinking within the black flames.
The scene was bizarre and terrifying to the extreme.
Every prodigy felt their skin crawl, and some couldn't help but step back.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have transformed into a god of dark destruction.
One step of his foot, and all living beings sank into ruin.
"Divine Sacrifice!"
Jun Xiaoyao raised his right hand. The power of the cosmic origin within his inner universe fused with the sacrificial power he had comprehended from the living beings' sacrificial texts.
A terrifying force swept outward.
"Retreat!"
At this moment, even the Golden Crow Tenth Prince and the other seed-level prodigies of the ancient imperial clans felt extreme dread, overcome by a strange and eerie sensation.
Yet they found that they seemed to be controlled by some kind of field, unable to break free.
Just like those materialized phantom silhouettes of living beings — they could only sink deeper within it.
"What... what is this!"
The Phoenix Girl's delicate body shuddered.
She discovered that on her snow-white arm, a blood-red Mandragora flower had suddenly bloomed.
The flower was strikingly bewitching, as if it had been watered with fresh blood.
The Phoenix Girl also sensed that the Supreme laws she had condensed within her body were dissolving, shattering, and then being absorbed by the Mandragora flower.
Then a second, a third Mandragora flower emerged from the Phoenix Girl's body.
All of them were absorbing her energy, her law power, and everything else.
It was as if the Phoenix Girl's delicate body were fertile soil.
And these blood-colored Mandragora flowers were drawing on the soil's nutrients, rapidly growing and blooming.
This was absolute horror and terror, distorting the Phoenix Girl's beautiful features completely, filling her with boundless dread.
Not just her — the Golden Crow Little Sage King, Xuan Haogong, the Nine Nether Hound successor, and the other imperial seed figures were all the same.
"What on earth is this!"
"It's absorbing my law power!"
Xuan Haogong roared, dragon energy surging around him as he tried to shake off the Mandragora flowers.
Some prodigies reached out trying to pull them off.
But the moment they tried, a heart-piercing pain shot through them.
It was as if the Mandragora flowers had already taken root in their hearts.
This made the over ten ancient imperial prodigies break out in cold sweat, every hair on their bodies standing on end.
Not just them — even the surrounding spectating prodigies felt a wave of bone-deep dread.
Even the foreign domain prodigies who were accustomed to bloody slaughter drew a sharp breath, unable to stop their scalps from going numb.
"What kind of technique is this!"
The Golden Crow Little Sage King's entire body blazed with solar divine flames, trying to incinerate the Mandragora flowers growing on him, but it had absolutely no effect.
He screamed at Jun Xiaoyao in terrified fury.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.
He still held his hand raised, like a god of destruction presiding over the sacrifice and death of all living beings.
This was the third move Jun Xiaoyao had created, following Divine Light and Divine Punishment.
Genesis — Divine Sacrifice.
The divine rite of sacrifice, offering all living beings as tribute.
If the first move, Divine Light, represented the radiance of a god shining upon all.
And the second move, Divine Punishment, represented carrying out punishment on a god's behalf.
Then this third move represented something else entirely.
A god's lofty indifference — treating all living beings as mere straw dogs.
Using all living beings as sacrificial offerings, to nourish oneself in return.
And at this moment, without a doubt.
The Golden Crow Little Sage King and the others were all sacrificial offerings.
Offerings sacrificed to Jun Xiaoyao, this god of destruction.
Pfft!
Dense clusters of blood-colored Mandragora flowers bloomed across the Nine Nether Hound successor's body.
One glance would be enough to kill anyone with a fear of clustered patterns on the spot.
Then all these blood-colored Mandragora flowers bloomed fully at the same time.
The Nine Nether Hound successor's body was instantly annihilated.
The blood-colored Mandragora flowers dissolved into streams of blood energy that surged into Jun Xiaoyao's body.
Jun Xiaoyao immediately felt a surge of law fragments and energy flood into him.
The blood-colored Mandragora flowers had shattered and absorbed the laws within the Nine Nether Hound successor's body, then fed it all back to Jun Xiaoyao.
This move was domineering to the extreme.
"How is this possible — a seed-level prodigy, just like that, without any power to resist, dead..."
The prodigies of both realms standing nearby felt as if they had plunged into an icy abyss, utterly cold.
"This kind of technique..."
Even Ling Yuan was shaken.
This terrifying technique made even her feel a chill rising in her throat.
It was far too bloody and bizarre.
Was this really a technique he could have created?