King of Creation Chapter 1714 - 1699: Why Not Come at Me Together!

Within the Ancestor God Temple, numerous ceremonies are conducted. The so-called Great Sacrifice is, in reality, the Essence Blood Sacrifice reserved for the ancient god war spirits housed in the branch halls!

The Essence Blood Sacrifice is categorized into Great Sacrifices and Small Sacrifices. The Great Sacrifice takes place annually, much like a New Year celebration for the ancient god war spirits. During this event, not only are large numbers of demon beasts with considerable cultivation slaughtered for blood offerings, but the Ancestor God Temple also contributes a substantial amount of Dragon Clan Blood Essence as an offering!

The Small Sacrifice occurs monthly. Each hall claims a varying number of demon beasts from the Ancestor God Temple’s beast cage, determined by the quantity and grade of the ancient god war spirits they tribute. This offering is less than a third of the Great Sacrifice and notably lacks the Dragon Clan Blood Essence, which is most favored by the severely wounded and dormant ancient god war spirits.

This Dragon Clan Blood Essence holds significant importance as one of the most cherished offerings for the sleeping ancient god war spirits.

These constitute the official, customary, fixed number of sacrifices mandated for each hall within the Ancestor God Temple. Beyond these, personnel from each hall frequently make private offerings to the ancient god war spirits they pay homage to, particularly when seeking to borrow the power of these ancient gods during battles.

These offerings must be procured by each hall or purchased from the Ancestor God Temple’s beast cage.

Within the Holy Spirit Peak of the Barbarian Spirit Hall, the recently established tributed ancient gods and war spirits, alongside the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit, necessitate adherence to the temple's precedents: the Great Sacrifice for the year must be completed, followed by monthly, annual, and timely sacrifices.

This particular Great Sacrifice is conducted strictly as an internal affair of the Barbarian Spirit Hall.

In contrast to yesterday’s tributor ceremony, Ye Zhen, serving as the Left Chief Priest, is not required to exert himself in the slightest; he merely observes as the experienced priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall manage all proceedings.

Under Ye Zhen’s purview as Left Chief Priest, there are two assistant priests, two junior officers, and two priests designated to assist him.

Last night, acting upon Princess Changle’s recommendation, Ye Zhen appointed one individual each to serve as an assistant priest, junior officer, and priest.

The arrangements for the major undertakings of today’s Great Sacrifice are meticulously handled in successive layers by these appointed individuals.

Beneath this structured hierarchy of responsibilities, the entire Barbarian Spirit Hall operates with the seamless efficiency and order of a formidable war machine.

Conversely, the higher one ascends in position, the more relaxed their duties become.

Following the established customs of the Ancestor God Temple, the Great Sacrifice commences at sunrise and spans half the day.

Given that the Great Sacrifice is an internal matter for the Barbarian Spirit Hall, all priests, irrespective of their rank—even the newly inducted Earth Priests—are in attendance today.

Today, Ye Zhen gains insight into the true strength of the Barbarian Spirit Hall, realizing it is far from weak.

The hall boasts forty-six Moon Priests at the Realm King Realm, over two thousand seven hundred Star Priests at the Dark Palace Realm, more than thirty thousand Sky Priests at the Divine Communication Realm, and an excess of one hundred ten thousand Earth Priests at the Dao Entrance Realm.

However, it’s important to note that more than half of this priestly contingent comprises individuals recently recruited from various aristocratic families and households throughout Heavenly Luo City, drawn by the Barbarian Spirit Hall's burgeoning influence.

Each branch hall within the Ancestor God Temple is not only immense in its architectural scale but also internally equipped with nearly a hundred spatial formations, rivaling only the Luoyi Imperial Palace in its intricate layering.

Consequently, even with a fifteen-thousand-strong population, the Barbarian Spirit Hall, appearing merely a kilometer wide from the exterior, comfortably accommodates everyone while maintaining an atmosphere of ample space.

As a faint luminescence begins to grace the horizon, Hall Master Princess Changle, accompanied by Vice Hall Masters Ba’erlong and Ba’erhu, along with Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen, initiates the ceremony by first communicating with the tributed ancient god war spirits through secret techniques, followed by the recitation of the sacrificial text.

Subsequently, the demon beasts, brought forth in an unconscious state by the Sky Priests, are individually beheaded with jade blades as offerings—a task that rapidly devolves into a routine procedure.

Five thousand demon beasts of the Establishment Realm, five hundred of the Dao Entrance Realm, fifty of the Divine Communication Realm, fifty of the Dark Palace Realm, and one hundred thousand pounds of Horned Dragon Essence Blood are prepared.

Each is successively presented as a sacrifice upon the altars situated both within and outside the Holy Spirit Peak, as well as at the altar dedicated to the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit.

The sacrificial blood, once poured, is visibly and swiftly absorbed by the altars.

While other priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall might remain oblivious, Ye Zhen, holding the esteemed positions of Inherited Divine Messenger for both Holy Spirit Peak and the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit, perceives the change distinctly.

A palpable energy surges through Ye Zhen as he clearly feels the Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit rejoicing, its latent power swiftly revitalizing from the recent essence blood sacrifices.

The Yutu Barbarian Guardian Battle Spirit had not suffered critical harm. Following the continuous essence blood sacrifices offered over the past two days, its strength has been substantially replenished.

Ye Zhen is confident that with a few more sacrifices, the Guardian Battle Spirit’s power will not only be fully restored but might even ascend to greater heights under ongoing offerings.

In contrast to the Guardian Battle Spirit, the four formidable war spirits residing within Holy Spirit Peak, including the Divine Archer Yiz Lie, exhibit a marked increase in excitement.

This marks their inaugural experience receiving such grand-scale, high-caliber essence blood sacrifices throughout the years, leading to a noticeable recuperation of their depleted might.

Ye Zhen even detects a subtle enhancement in the recuperation of the other three war spirits’ injuries.

It is conceivable that within a year or two, these four war spirits stationed at Holy Spirit Peak might be capable of entering the fray.

As for the ancient barbarian god slumbering within Holy Spirit Peak, despite exclusively receiving fifty percent of all essence blood sacrifices, its immeasurable power seems to vanish like a clay ox entering the sea, causing minimal disturbance.

If any alteration is discernible, Ye Zhen, through his senses as the Inherited Divine Messenger, perceives a slight amplification in the fluctuating aura of the dormant barbarian god.

Although the slaughter and sacrifice of numerous demon beasts are necessary, the combined effort of fifteen thousand priests within the Barbarian Spirit Hall accomplishes this within a mere two hours.

The conclusion of the Essence Blood Sacrifice does not signal the cessation of the Great Sacrifice.

adhering to the established rituals of the Ancestor God Temple, supplementary sacrificial rites, including musical performances and ceremonial dances, must be observed, prolonging the Great Sacrifice until midday.

The musical and dance performances, meticulously prepared, commence, filling the air with the resonant spirit of the barbarian clan. While observing the spectacle from the elevated stage, Deputy Hall Master Ba’erlong abruptly rises.

"Everyone!"

Ba’erlong’s voice rings out, instantly quieting the assembly. All priestly gazes pivot towards him, the individual recently promoted to First Deputy Hall Master.

Seated at the forefront, Princess Changle subtly knits her brows.

"Deputy Hall Master Ba’erlong, to what do we owe this interruption?"

Ba’erlong first subtly glances with his peripheral vision towards Ye Zhen, seated below him, before bowing respectfully to Princess Changle. "Does the Hall Master not find today’s sacrificial music and dance rather monotonous and uninspiring?"

"Are they lacking? I, as Hall Master, do not perceive them as such. Furthermore, these are traditional sacrificial music and dances. If Deputy Hall Master Ba’erlong harbors alternative perspectives, he is at liberty to present them to the Great Chief Priest and the Power Priests."

Princess Changle’s response serves as a gentle rebuff to Ba’erlong.

Unperturbed, Ba’erlong inclines his head once more. "Your subordinate would not dare. However, according to the established priestly traditions of our Ancestor God Temple, martial demonstrations can be incorporated between the musical and dance segments to enhance the Great Sacrifice, thereby appeasing the ancient god war spirits."

"This subordinate is prepared to join Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen in elevating the grandeur of our Barbarian Spirit Hall’s Great Sacrifice to honor the venerated ancient god war spirits!"

Having declared his intention, and before Princess Changle can voice a response, Ba’erlong’s gaze abruptly shifts to Ye Zhen. "Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen, do you possess the courage to join Ba’erlong in a martial display before the esteemed ancient god war spirits?"

As he speaks, Ba’erlong’s lips curve into a smile, yet his eyes burn with a fierce resentment, a palpable desire to flay Ye Zhen alive.

Had it not been for Ye Zhen's presence, the position of Hall Master should rightfully have been his, Ba’erlong's. Similarly, the inheritance of the Divine Messenger for the Yutu Barbarian should also have fallen to him.

Perhaps, by gleaning insights from the Legacy Divine Messenger, he, Ba’erlong, could have made strides towards ascending the Dao Realm.

Were it not for Ye Zhen, Ba’erlong's standing and prestige within the Barbarian Spirit Hall would not have plummeted so drastically.

And it is precisely at this juncture that Ba’erlong seeks to reclaim his lost prestige under the veneer of a martial display.

Princess Changle comprehends Ba’erlong’s underlying motive: to publicly humiliate Ye Zhen by defeating him.

She is aware of Ye Zhen’s capabilities, yet Ba’erlong’s formidable power, honed to the peak of the Ninth Stage Realm King, is not to be underestimated.

The combat prowess exhibited by martial artists within the Ancestor God Temple differs significantly from that of cultivators operating outside its influence.

"Preposterous! What justification exists for a chief priest to engage in a martial display? Ba’erlong, will you not step down immediately?"

Ba’erlong, however, chose to disregard Princess Changle’s reprimand. Instead, he let out a booming laugh, "Could it be that the Left Chief Priest, Ye Zhen, is actually afraid? Is he perhaps fearful?"

At the same time, Ba’erhu, who had recently been appointed as the second deputy hall master, stood up. He taunted Ye Zhen, "Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen, if you harbor fear towards my brother, then how about you engage in a spar with me, Ba’erhu, right here before the altar? Oh, and Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen, are you perhaps hiding behind the Hall Master, a woman, and indulging in some pleasantries?"

In essence, Ba’erhu’s taunts directed at Ye Zhen reached their absolute peak.

Ye Zhen calmly finished his drink. "How could I possibly fear you? When I was traversing the Demon Domain, you two were likely engaged in all sorts of foolish dalliances somewhere, living your lives without a care in the world!"

"Do not say that I am not giving you an opportunity—to prevent you from suffering too great a defeat, why don’t you both attack me together!"

Ye Zhen’s words were uttered with an unreserved display of valor!

These audacious words sent ripples of astonishment throughout the fifteen thousand priests gathered in the hall!