novelraw Chapter 996 - 996 Inspiration
Chapter 996 - 996 Inspiration
At first, Jun Xiaoyao hadn't noticed.
Now,looking carefully, he was startled to discover that the towering white bone mountain, over ten thousand zhang high, was actually a pale white skull.
It was deeply unsettling, enough to make one's scalp crawl.
A single skull, standing ten thousand zhang tall, rivaling a mountain.
To some extent, size and strength are proportional.
"Could this skull belong to the Dark Immortal who fell here?" Jun Xiaoyao furrowed his brow.
Suddenly, he noticed something else.
At roughly the forehead of the skeletal skull, there was a faint mark.
Looking closely, it resembled a blurry six-pointed star seal.
"The Six Kings of World Annihilation?"
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze flickered slightly.
Previously, Elder Mu of the War God Academy had only told him that a foreign immortal king had fallen in the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land.
He had not mentioned the Six Kings of World Annihilation.
Jun Xiaoyao was only learning this now.
He also noticed that the Divine Weeping War Halberd inside his spatial artifact had begun to tremble faintly.
Its surface was covered in a layer of blood radiance, flickering in and out with each breath.
Jun Xiaoyao grew even more curious.
He walked straight in, arriving at the top of the skull, where the black ancient stele and the blood-red Mandala flowers were located.
"How terrifying, this is some kind of great omen of ill fortune!"
On his shoulder, the little Divine Demon Ant trembled slightly.
Its ant senses simply did not dare to probe the black ancient stele.
It directly retreated into Jun Xiaoyao's sleeve.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and collected all the blood-red Mandala flowers surrounding the ancient stele.
Blood-red Mandala flowers, combined with the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Medicine.
Plus the Celestial Immortal Fruit from the Celestial Immortal Tree within his inner universe.
These resources were more than enough to help Jun Xiaoyao condense the laws of the physical body and break through to the true Supreme realm.
But what truly interested Jun Xiaoyao was still this black ancient stele.
He swept his gaze across it.
It was densely covered in ancient script, leaving behind a message.
At the very beginning were seven blood-soaked ancient characters.
Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred! Hatred!
They appeared to have been written with fresh blood.
The seven characters for hatred seemed to be an indictment against heaven and earth, against all living beings, and against fate itself.
"Was this left behind by the owner of the skeletal skull?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered.
What had that world-annihilating king gone through, to have written these seven characters?
Below that, a scene had been engraved.
Amid dense black clouds, a dark figure that was neither Buddha nor demon descended upon the earth.
Like a primordial demon god, its body filled the heavens and the earth.
A pair of blood-colored eyes, like blood-red lanterns, hung suspended in the sky above.
And surrounding this demon god, blood-red Mandala flowers bloomed everywhere.
On the ground, countless living beings trembled like ants.
They let out shrill screams and wails, as though they were trapped in the eighteenth level of hell.
This was a scene of a demon god offering all living beings as a blood sacrifice!
Below it was a passage of extraordinarily profound and complex ancient text.
Even with Jun Xiaoyao's breadth of knowledge and wisdom,
it would be difficult to comprehend in a short amount of time.
However, what he could confirm was that this was a sacrificial text for offering all living beings as a blood sacrifice!
Within it, Jun Xiaoyao caught hold of certain information.
"Mahakala..."
Jun Xiaoyao murmured these three characters aloud.
He had once read about this in the library of the War God Academy — it seemed to be a clan lost to ancient history.
However, the records about this clan were far too scarce, and very little information had been passed down.
Jun Xiaoyao studied this sacrificial text of all living beings.
The more he read, the more a look of delighted surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Blood sacrifice of all living beings — this should be the core inheritance of this imperial clan."
As was widely known, every foreign imperial clan possessed its own core inheritance and innate divine ability.
Such as the Twilight Illumination Eye of the Mingzhao Imperial Clan, the magic immunity of the Mojie Imperial Clan, and so on.
And the blood sacrifice of all living beings should be the core ability of this particular imperial lineage.
In other words, the so-called power of sacrifice!
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were bright and brilliant, as though countless runes and laws were interweaving within them.
Faintly, his inspiration was stirred.
Had it been before, comprehending this sacrificial text of all living beings would have cost Jun Xiaoyao tremendous effort.
But with the War God Illustrated Record, Jun Xiaoyao could comprehend it in a very short time.
Jun Xiaoyao had a premonition.
If he could fully comprehend this sacrificial text of all living beings, he would be able to grasp the essence of this imperial lineage.
Then he could refine it, integrate it into his own primordial great dao divine ability, Genesis,
and form the third form.
Genesis was, after all, the culmination of Jun Xiaoyao's heart and soul.
Without inspiration, Jun Xiaoyao would never force himself to create an imperfect technique.
It was precisely because of this exacting pursuit of perfection that Genesis, even now, had only two moves.
Divine Light.
Divine Punishment.
Jun Xiaoyao wanted to draw upon this sacrificial text of all living beings to comprehend an even more terrifying technique.
One that would absolutely surpass Divine Light and Divine Punishment, and even surpass the fusion of light and darkness from both.
Having made his decision, Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate and began to make his preparations.
However, this time, Jun Xiaoyao did not only intend to comprehend the third form of Genesis.
He also wanted to break through to the Supreme realm.
So the time required would certainly not be short.
And throughout the process, he would need to focus and could not afford to be disturbed.
With a raise of his hand, sealing formation runes surged forth.
Around the giant bone mountain, he laid down the Fourth Seal of the Immortal Prohibition, sealing the space.
He sealed off this region of space, shielding it from external interference.
In addition, Jun Xiaoyao also summoned fifteen layers of magic immunity divine rings, enveloping the entire space.
"Even a seed-level figure would not be able to break through in a short amount of time."
After setting up his measures, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged before the black ancient stele.
He retrieved the Celestial Immortal Fruit from his inner universe, along with the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Medicine and the blood-red Mandala flowers.
As well as numerous other resources — immortality medicine, immortal essence, and more.
As the War God of the War God Academy, the resources available to Jun Xiaoyao were extraordinarily vast.
As for the little Divine Demon Ant, Jun Xiaoyao tossed it into his inner universe.
With the World Tree, the inner universe had evolved into a micro-dust world, its laws preliminarily refined.
It was already capable of sustaining life.
Of course, for now it still could not compare to a true external world.
After making all thorough preparations, Jun Xiaoyao began his cultivation and comprehension.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
In another part of the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land,
Su Hongyi moved through it.
As if guided by fate, it seemed as though an invisible thread was pulling her deeper into the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land.
"What on earth is it?"
Su Hongyi was deeply puzzled.
She knew nothing of her own origins.
From the moment she had gained consciousness, she had been taken in by a slave-caste couple.
She had no idea who her parents were, nor which clan she came from.
She had never deliberately concealed anything from Jun Xiaoyao.
And now, Su Hongyi's heart was pounding rapidly.
She had a vague feeling that she was drawing closer to some kind of truth.
Ahead, black mist surged. Earth-bound spirits appeared.
Just as these earth-bound spirits emerged,
Su Hongyi's slender body trembled inexplicably.
The curse power that had been suppressed and sealed by Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have been drawn by something, and began to churn and stir restlessly.
Those earth-bound spirits, with their cold and eerie gazes, locked onto Su Hongyi in an instant.
Then they all lunged toward her at once.
On Su Hongyi's fair and delicate face, there was not the slightest trace of fear.
Her pair of blood-red crimson eyes seemed to grow even more vivid.
"It was my lord who saved this wretched life of mine. I am someone who has already brushed past death once — why would I ever fear the likes of you!"
Su Hongyi herself did not even notice that, in the moment her heart was filled with conviction,
a blood-red Mandala flower suddenly bloomed within her pair of blood-red crimson eyes.
In the very instant the blood-red Mandala flower emerged from Su Hongyi's pupils,
those earth-bound spirits, as though they had encountered something far more terrifying than themselves — something of great strangeness and great dread —
dissolved one by one into black smoke and vanished without a trace.
This left even Su Hongyi, who had been about to fight, completely stunned.
Yet this abnormal scene only strengthened Su Hongyi's conviction that deep within the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land, there must be some secret connected to her.
Su Hongyi continued to press deeper.
Because of the blood-red Mandala flower in her eyes, she encountered no obstacles all the way through.
Even when a Supreme-level earth-bound spirit king appeared, it did not dare to approach Su Hongyi.
Of course, the other prodigies who had ventured into the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land were not as fortunate as Su Hongyi.
But there were also some powerful figures who moved with extraordinary speed, quickly pushing into the depths.
Such as the hunting party formed by the foreign realm's Prince Bian'an, the Blood Emperor's Son, Ji Meng's Imperial Son, and others.
While hunting down numerous prodigies from the immortal realm, they were also rapidly advancing toward the depths of the Grand Sacrifice Blood Land.
On the immortal realm's side, a beheading squad composed of an ancient imperial clan had also quickly pushed into the depths.
"Hey, look over there, that's—!"
Xuan Haoqung of the Dragon King Palace, his golden eyes gleaming as though cast from pure gold, shot forth divine radiance as he gazed toward the distant giant bone mountain.
"Found him, it's him!"
The group of ancient imperial clan seed-level prodigies locked their gazes onto the target.