Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sacrifice of Life Continued
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The nine-clawed dragon pattern copper tripod is like a devouring demon swallowing fresh lives into it, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand god-eyed giants disappeared into the bronze tripod.
With the completion of the life sacrifice, the copper tripod exudes more majestic life energy, the sacrificial elder waved his hands sharply, and one by one the magic tricks were put into the copper tripod, and at the same time, his body was constantly beating, with a certain mysterious rhythm.
"O Supreme Being, please accept the sacrifices offered to you by your devout believers, please show the way to your faithful believers, please ......!"
The sacrificial elder chanted words as he danced, his voice gradually turning from low to high-pitched, and his pious sacrificial words resounded throughout the space.
All the Shenmu people knelt on one knee, their right hands on their chests, and looked at the sacrificial elders with solemn expressions, waiting for the results of the sacrifice.
When the last trick of the sacrificial elder was completed, the copper tripod burst into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, mixed with majestic life energy and rushed into the endless void, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the void, facing the pillar of light that rushed to the sky.
It seems to be close at hand, and far away from the end of the world, the pillar of life light that rushes into the void can never reach the whirlpool, and gradually there is a tendency to decline.
"It's not good! the life energy is insufficient, is it true that the naΓ―ve wants to kill my god-eyed clan?" the sacrificial elder cried out sadly, his face full of dead ashes.
All the clansmen suddenly looked blank when they heard the mournful cry of the sacrifice, as if there was no hope for everything, the self-sacrifice of the clansmen was wasted, and in the future they could only live like walking corpses, waiting for the fate of the extermination!
Just as everyone was silent in endless despair, the patriarch's voice suddenly sounded: "Sacrificial elders, is there really no hope?
The patriarch's words also asked all the hearts, yes, is there really no hope? All the clansmen looked at the sacrificial elder with hope again.
The sacrificial elder looked at his clansmen, the despair on his face was no less than that of the clansmen, his lips squirmed a few times, and then he said a little dryly: "Hope? hehe...!"
The sacrificial elder smiled miserably and said, "Perhaps!"
When the patriarch heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Elder, what is the solution, you can say it quickly!"
The sacrificial elder glanced at the patriarch before he said slowly: "The life energy is not enough, so I can only ...... I can only continue to sacrifice!"
"What! continue to sacrifice, this ......!" the patriarch froze.
Continuing to sacrifice meant that the clan needed to continue to pay for their lives, and it meant that they had to lose their clansmen, which the patriarch did not expect.
The patriarch's heart was full of pain, but he had to ask in a trembling voice, "How much more do you need...... The ...... of the clansmen Sacrifice!"
The sacrificial elder looked up at the sky, looking at the pillar of light that had never been able to approach the mysterious whirlpool, as if he had lost all his strength, poof......!
There was helplessness and pain in his voice, thinking about the thousands of clansmen who had paid for their lives because of his proposal, but the result was like this, and the heart of the sacrificial elder was full of guilt!
But if he continued to sacrifice, even he didn't know how many clansmen's lives he needed to fill in order to truly succeed, and he didn't dare to make such a request to his clansmen again!
The patriarch glanced at the dejected sacrifice, and then turned back to look at the helpless clansmen, although he himself was grieving, he was the patriarch, he couldn't watch his people lose their chances, he needed to do something.
The patriarch's eyes were full of determination again, and he shouted at his people: "Why, are you afraid? Have you forgotten the pride of being a god-eyed giant? Have you forgotten our hatred and let our relatives die in vain?"
The patriarch stared at his people viciously, and said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "It's a shame for me to be a god-eyed giant, hum!
The patriarch called a young clansman beside him and said, "Kus, from today onwards, you are the patriarch of the Shenmu clan, remember, you must take care of our people. β
After saying that, the patriarch sat down directly on the ground and shouted at the sacrifice, "Elder, continue!"
A flame erupted from the patriarch's body, instantly enveloping himself, and the patriarch's voice sounded in the flames: "Clansmen, the future of the Shenmu clan is in our hands, if you don't want to shame your ancestors, if you don't want our children to face a tragic fate, make your choice, I'll take the first step!"
A spiritual light appeared in the air, and without hesitation, it rushed into the copper tripod, and the pillar of life light in the sky flashed a glimmer of light, but it still couldn't stop the pillar of light that began to fall.
"Child, you are already old, you have to take care of your mother, you know......" A flame rose.
"Madame, live well......" Another flame rose up.
"Brother, I'll go first......!"
"Big brother, wait for me ......!"
Flames and spiritual light rose to the sky, joining the pillar of light without hesitation, and the pillar of light that had fallen gradually stopped and began to rush upward.
One person, one hundred, one thousand, two thousand, countless points of light appeared in the sky, like moths to a fire, they threw themselves into the arms of the pillar of light, adding to its energy.
The sacrificial elder looked at the figures that disappeared in front of his eyes one by one, turning into the light of hope to light up the entire nothingness, and his heart was full of sadness and sorrow!
But he didn't want the sacrifice of his clansmen to be wasted, and he didn't want the hopes of his clansmen to be disappointed again, so he suppressed all his grief and walked to the front of Tongding.
The sacrificial elder spit out three drops of essence blood in a row, ignoring the somewhat unstable figure, and waved his hand to slap the essence blood on the copper tripod.
A dragon roar resounded through the sky again, and the pillar of light in the sky seemed to have gained tremendous momentum and rushed towards the whirlpool again.
Five thousand people, a full five thousand god-eyed giants, with their pious lives and selfless dedication, accompanied by the re-explosion of immortal weapons, finally made the pillar of life light rush into the whirlpool.
In the whirlpool, there seems to be a mysterious and invisible existence, completely devouring the pillar of life light that rushed into the whirlpool until it disappears.
The whole void seemed to tremble, and suddenly a golden light shot out from the whirlpool, directly sinking into the top of the sacrificial head, and the whirlpool in the sky disappeared in a blink of an eye.
All the gods of the Divine Eyes saw the golden light coming, knew that their sacrifice had finally succeeded, and had received a mysterious prophecy, but they had no joy at all, and all of them fell into the grief of losing their loved ones.
After a long time passed in this incident, the Shenmu clan gradually returned to a peaceful life, and finally knew the content of the prophecy.
From the mouth of the sacrifice, it is known that one day in the future, there will be a foreigner to rescue them, this person is a young man surnamed Yihu, and they will only have a day to come out if they belong to him, and continue the inheritance of the god-eyed giant.
In this way, the people of the Divine Eyes began to wait and look forward to it endlessly, and this prophecy has been passed down by word of mouth until today.
In order to wait for the prophesied person to appear, the generations of the clansmen will continue their lives as much as possible, and when the clansmen enter the year of decline, they will take the initiative to seal all the cultivation and life essence to the younger generation of clansmen, and dedicate their last strength to them.
There is no aura in the void, the people of the Shenmu clan can only rely on the dragon vein to cultivate and live, if they stay in the void, I am afraid that they will be extinct due to the exhaustion of the aura before Hu Zhibin appears.
Fortunately, an explosion of spatial turbulence inadvertently swallowed them into the black hole, relying on the immortal array arranged by the immortals to save everyone, and the immortal array was also completely abandoned due to energy exhaustion in the black hole.
After everything stabilized, the Shenmu people found out after investigation that they were already in a spatial crack, and there were countless cracks around them, and what surprised them was that there was an aura around them!
Although they didn't know where they were, the existence of the aura at least made them no longer worry about cultivation and survival, so after continuous efforts, the Shenmu people finally stabilized the spatial rift and became a shelter in the future.
Endless years passed, and even they didn't know how long had passed, and the number of people kept decreasing, and to this day, there were only about a hundred god-eyed giants left.
If Hu Zhibin hadn't appeared in time, it might not be long before they would have disappeared into the dust of time.
The narration of the patriarch of Ku Ying made Hu Zhibin completely silent in the magnificent picture of the ancients, the ancient immortals, the battle of immortals and demons, the advent of immortals, and racial strife, each of which was thrilling, making him full of amazement!
With the improvement of cultivation, Hu Zhibin found that the cultivation realm was full of mysteries, and his understanding of it was even more lacking, he looked at the endless void, desperately hoping that he could learn more, hoping that he could get out of this sky and see the outside world!
But all this needs to be done with enough strength to achieve, and now he has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't know how long it will take to really leave.
With some feelings, Hu Zhibin restrained his mood and looked at the Ku Ying patriarch again, full of sympathy for their plight, and also full of shock at their tenacious vitality!
You must know that from the time they were sealed to the present, but after three full eras, one epoch is equal to 129.6 million years, and if any race is sealed in such a place, it may not be able to live until now.
What's more, they did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for the sake of the continuation of their race, but what is supporting them? What is the reason for them to persist until now? Hu Zhibin became more and more curious about the people of the Shenmu tribe.
"Patriarch, what's the matter with the inheritance, why do you say that you haven't obtained it since you sealed it?" Hu Zhibin asked the doubt in his heart.
Patriarch Ku Ying showed an embarrassed look on his face, but still explained: "In ancient times, the powerful monks in my clan would carve their lifelong cultivation insights into murals for future generations to learn from, and there were more than a dozen powerful people in the clan temple who left such a legacy. β
Ku Ying paused for a moment and continued: "According to the records of the clan, after the start of the Immortal and Demon War, there was an amazing monk in our clan, named Kuba, who was different from the clan since he was a child, and his body could not grow taller, and he was no different from ordinary humans. β
The people did not look down on him for this, and he had everything that he should have like other children, but one day he left the tribe and disappeared. β
More than two hundred years have passed, one day Kuba suddenly returned to the clan and challenged the strongest of the younger generation at that time, but Kuba defeated this strong man with only two moves, and the result of the competition shocked everyone, and even the great power of the clan was shocked. β
After questioning the clan, everyone learned that Kuba left the clan to find his own cultivation method, but as a giant clan, he did not have the huge body of the clan, and the cultivation methods of the clan were not very suitable for him, so in order to make himself stronger and help the clan, he chose to leave.
It was very difficult to find a suitable way to cultivate, but Kuba had perseverance beyond the reach of ordinary people, and in order to find a way of cultivation that suited him, he resolutely stepped into the power of the Demon Dao and began his own campaign.
He thinks that only in killing can he find a cultivation method that suits him faster, and only in the grinding of life and death can he achieve a breakthrough in himself, no one knows what kind of tribulation he has experienced, and how many life and death he has experienced, but he finally succeeded, and successfully found his own way of cultivation.
In the short period of a thousand years, Kuba cultivated all the way to the peak, becoming a powerful top cultivator in the famous cultivation realm, and also became the true god of war of the Shenmu clan, and a mixed gold giant axe became a nightmare for the enemy.
The clansmen witnessed his journey of becoming the god of war, and his instantly larger body was larger than that of the god-eyed clansmen, and the battle intent that soared into the sky could make the sky tremble, and the enemy was terrified, even in the face of opponents stronger than him, he never retreated, and would only fight more and more bravely, until the enemy fell in front of him.
At that time, Kuba was the pride of the clansmen and the object of worship of the clansmen, and countless clansmen wanted to learn his cultivation and become a generation of war gods, but none of them succeeded, which also made the clansmen quite puzzled.
But Kuba did not explain why, if he could not understand his way, he would not teach it to his people, because it was not suitable for the people, and thousands of years had passed, and Kuba had fought everywhere, so that all the enemies would flee without a fight when they saw him, and Kuba never met an opponent who could fight, so he chose to ascend.
If he wants to continue to improve his strength, he must challenge more powerful opponents, but the cultivation realm is no longer suitable for him, he can only fly to the immortal realm to complete his own way, so he left his cultivation perception and inheritance on the wall of the room, hoping that future generations can inherit it, and he once again did not say goodbye and flew to the immortal realm.