King of Creation Chapter 1676: 1661: Three Thousand War Spirits
Previously on King of Creation...
Staring at the enormous five-mile dragon blocking the posthouse entrance, Grand Divine Master Shou Hui stood dumbfounded as he beheld countless Star Priests, Sky Priests, and Earth Priests from the Ancestor God Temple gripping diverse ancient relics, with Princess Changle presiding as Hall Master in her magnificent ceremonial robes.
What scheme were they brewing?
“Grand Divine Master Shou Hui, kindly move aside. I'm here for official duties,” came Princess Changle’s calm and steadfast voice.
Shou Hui froze in shock once more. Their presence had emptied the posthouse, leaving just Ye Zhen along with the Heavenly Temple folks and Heavenly Patrol Department members.
“Official business?”
“Your Highness, make it plain!” Shou Hui demanded.
“As the First Deputy Hall Master of the Barbarian Spirit Hall beneath the Ancestor God Temple, I've arrived today by the Chief Sun Priest's command to install and consecrate our Barbarian Spirit Hall’s Left Chief Sacrifice. Open the gates, Grand Divine Master Shou Hui,” Princess Changle announced firmly.
“And… who might this Left Chief Sacrifice be?” Grand Divine Master Shou Hui considered one chance but dismissed it as unlikely.
“Ye Zhen!”
When Princess Changle uttered Ye Zhen’s name, Grand Divine Master Shou Hui’s eyes shrank sharply, his face turning gravely stern.
“Your Highness, grasp the implications of this? Have you weighed it fully before issuing such an appointment?” Shou Hui cried out.
Yet Princess Changle lifted the Barbarian Spirit Scepter aloft and proclaimed, “The Ancestor God Temple’s enshrinement rite stands as the holiest of all. Whoever blocks it earns eternal enmity from our temple, pursued to utter destruction!
Grand Divine Master Shou Hui, will you sabotage the Hall Master’s enshrinement ceremony?”
“All Barbarian Spirit Hall forces, ready for assault!” Right as Princess Changle issued the order, tens of thousands of mighty auras burst forth right outside the posthouse.
Beastly roars and howls erupted in unison from myriad creatures, the fearsome presence of those Ancient Fierce Beasts draining the color from Grand Divine Master Shou Hui’s face.
Powerful talisman scrolls for boosting strength materialized in the Ancestor God Temple priests’ grasp, poised for instant use.
Though the Ancestor God Temple priests appeared mild and delicate, each—particularly those from Barbarian Spirit Hall and Beast Hall—concealed one or several dreadfully powerful Ancient Fierce Beasts.
Simultaneously, tens of thousands of Yin Spirits exuding chilling ghost qi materialized, dozens among them boasting late-stage Realm King Realm cultivation auras glaring hostilely at Grand Divine Master Shou Hui.
A massive gray-black cloud shrouded the heavens, eclipsing the sun and cloaking the posthouse vicinity in a haunting, ominous gloom.
Such forces were tolerable; they aligned with the Heavenly Temple’s knowledge.
But what truly twisted Grand Divine Master Shou Hui’s features was the torrent of ancient phantoms surging from Princess Changle’s Barbarian Spirit Scepter.
These embodied the Barbarian Spirit Hall’s core strength: ancient Barbarian Clan Battle Spirits, every one rivaling a Heavenly Temple Divine Master in might.
Yet the foremost among these three thousand Barbarian Clan Battle Spirits could even challenge a Dao Realm powerhouse.
Furthermore, richer sacrifices amplified the horrifying battle prowess these Barbarian Clan Battle Spirits could display.
In that instant, a tiny Jade Blade emerged at Princess Changle’s fingertip, her eyes locking coldly on Grand Divine Master Shou Hui.
“Should Grand Divine Master Shou Hui refuse to yield, I will offer my essence blood laced with Creation Divine Power as sacrifice, obliterating every obstacle in our path,” Princess Changle stated deliberately.
Suddenly, beads of sweat poured down Grand Divine Master Shou Hui’s brow.
At once, myriad Heavenly Patrol Divine Hunters filled the skies above the posthouse, as hordes of Imperial Guards kicked up dust storms, charging forward like a coiling serpent.
A colossal wave of energy exploded from Luoyi’s Inner City depths, drawing Central Patrol Jings Zhan to dash over swifter than lightning.
One wrong move spelled catastrophe, perhaps even decapitation.
However, Jings Zhan, arriving in a flash, halted abruptly, utterly stupefied by the scene.
Damn it, this mess surpassed the Heavenly Patrol’s control entirely.
Not even the Imperial Guards’ arrival could resolve it.
Daring to clash with Ancestor God Temple forces—who could shoulder that weight?
Jings Zhan hastily passed the details to Grand Celestial Official Wu Yu.
The captain from the freshly deployed Imperial Guard cast a single look and inwardly swore. What sort of misfortune from a previous life had he earned to face this disaster right under his command?
Duty bound him tightly, but handling this mess seemed impossible.
Within mere fifteen breaths, Ren Venerate Emperor Ji Long, relishing a beauty's soothing massage in the Imperial Palace, got the pressing report from Yu Chaoen.
He bolted upright, shooing the serving beauty aside with a scowl. “What scheme is this girl Changle hatching? Is she dead set on shielding Ye Zhen no matter what? Why does her boldness keep swelling?”
“Prime Minister Bai as well—fully aware it creates a standoff, how did he dare affix the seal?”
“Utter rubbish, pure rubbish!” Ren Venerate Emperor Ji Long pounded the table.
After mulling it over for several breaths, the Ren Venerate Emperor abruptly commanded, “Great Attendant, head there personally and instruct Changle to stop stirring chaos and return.
Ye Zhen, I shall safeguard for sure, yet not through such a messy method.”
To his surprise, Yu Chaoen lingered instead of departing, cautioning, “Your Majesty, this old servant feels that my visit won't bring Her Highness back.
Your Majesty knows Her Highness's nature well. Gentle by disposition, she stays resolute once decided. Besides, leading her ritual procession to the posthouse, she's probably resolved long ago against returning.”
“Furthermore, Princess Changle moves now by decree of Great Sun Priest Bai Xiang, leader of the Ancestor God Temple; even an Imperial Decree could fail to halt her, merely harming family ties for nothing.
Plus, the Ancestor God Temple's enfeoffment rite adheres to ancient customs….”
“Nothing works, nothing at all—must I just let her run wild like this?” Ren Venerate Emperor Ji Long bellowed.
Witnessing the Emperor's fury, Yu Chaoen held his tongue, “Your Majesty, please think it through.”
Ren Venerate Emperor Ji Long squinted his eyes, “Great Attendant, Changle's bond with this Ye Zhen appears far deeper than we suspected.
Why is Changle so determined to defend Ye Zhen? Could Ye Zhen possess some hidden secret, or….”
“This…. This old servant has no clue, but I'll task the Secret Overseer to probe discreetly.” Yu Chaoen replied.
“If we can't pull this stubborn ox back, let's witness how far it charges! Dispatch the order to Jings Zhan's Imperial Guard—have them observe these two factions clash without favoring either!”
“The decree shall be proclaimed at once.” Yu Chaoen bowed his head.
At the posthouse gates, sweat poured from Grand Divine Master Shou Hui's brow like a downpour.
The tie between Heavenly Temple and Ancestor God Temple rested on his shoulders.
Should battle ignite on his shift, it risked sparking prolonged strife, or even outright war between Heavenly Temple and Ancestor God Temple.
Of course, it could merely be a skirmish.
Yet the Ancestor God Temple folk across from him behaved like frenzied lunatics, leaving him hard-pressed to respond.
The other two Grand Divine Masters materialized from void and earth to flank Shou Hui in support.
Grand Divine Master Shou Hui wasted no time firing off a talisman message to Moon Hall Master Baili Fei, unable to resolve this solo.
He harbored no doubts about Princess Changle's determination, aware she had claimed the Barbarian Saintess's inheritance, transforming her frame into a Creation Spirit Body.
Her present Creation Spirit Body let a single drop of Essence Blood boost the Barbarian Clan Battle Spirits to fierce heights, battling with wild vigor.
Not forgetting the myriad Ancient Fierce Beasts commanded by Ancestor God Temple Priests.
Though he craved time, Princess Changle offered none.
Her slender jade palm lifted, thumb retracting first in countdown, granting him just five breaths.
Fail to yield after five breaths, and Princess Changle would unleash the assault.
Five breaths usually dragged on for them, yet now they raced by for Grand Divine Master Shou Hui.
In an instant, Princess Changle's jade fingers clenched, one lone finger upright, as her Jade Blade glowed with Spirit Light.
Grand Divine Master Shou Hui knew the critical juncture had come.
Still, Moon Hall Master Baili Fei's talisman reply remained absent.
“Get ready!” Princess Changle hoisted her Jade Blade aloft, eyes blazing with resolve.
As the Jade Blade swung down, vast, mournful Killing Qi surged from the three thousand War Spirits trailing Princess Changle.
Priests of the Ancestor God Temple standing behind Princess Changle activated their Bone Talismans, bursting forth with a blinding white glow that signaled their ready deployment!
High in the skies, Central Patroller Jings Zhan and the Imperial Guard generals gulped down their fear amid the mounting tension.
Should war truly erupt, the repercussions would be utterly catastrophic….
Gulp!
The moment Princess Changle’s Jade Blade descended, Grand Divine Master Shou Hui gulped nervously and dodged to the side in a flash, shouting, “Please, Princess!”
Princess Changle’s Jade Blade came to a sudden stop right above the vein at the very last instant.
With Grand Divine Master Shou Hui having leaped away, the tense crowd finally exhaled in relief, Jings Zhan and the Imperial Guard general slapping their chests while muttering about their narrow escape.
“Proceed with the enfeoffment ceremony.” Her gentle order made the Jade Blade disappear instantly; shaking the Barbarian Spirit Scepter she held, the three thousand Barbarian Clan War Spirits vanished without a trace, Yin Spirits fusing into the shadow trailing Princess Changle as the sky’s clouds swiftly scattered.
Right after, Princess Changle spearheaded the entry into the posthouse.
At that exact instant, the Barbarian Spirit Hall priests behind Princess Changle had glowing lights flare from their palms, causing the earlier ferocious Ancient Fierce Beasts to evaporate in a blink.
The atmosphere flipped in a heartbeat—from a powder keg of impending battle to a majestic, disciplined enfeoffment parade.
Once most of the enfeoffment procession had filed into the posthouse, a beam of talisman light streaked from the far horizon directly into Grand Divine Master Shou Hui’s hands.
Reading the contents of the talisman message, the drenched-in-sweat Grand Divine Master Shou Hui broke into a tired grin.
His wager had hit the mark!
The three Hall Masters’ ruling perfectly matched his earlier choice to back down.
Even so, at that moment, he itched to curse the ancestors of those three Hall Masters back eighteen generations—this verdict was infuriatingly overdue.
It had been a brush with certain death!