King of Creation Chapter 1719 - 1704: What Is There to Regret?

When the radiant, emerald Blood Pearl materialized from Princess Changle’s forehead, the pupils of Ye Zhen's eyes suddenly constricted.

This verdant, luminous drop of Blood Pearl instilled in him a profound sense of dread.

At first glance, it resembled a churning ocean of blood rather than merely a single drop of Essence Blood.

Moreover, the aura and luminescence emanating from this Blood Pearl caused Ye Zhen's eyes to throb with sharp pain, as if he could not bear to look directly at it.

As for the other priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall, they absolutely did not dare to even cast a glance at this drop of Essence Blood; its emitted aura severely restricted their breathing, causing them to break into a sweat like a torrential downpour!

While Ye Zhen was still reeling from the shock, both the Second Grand Power Sacrifice Tongna and the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice Tumen Changyin simultaneously displayed looks of sheer terror.

Tongna and Tumen Changyin, both formidable Dao Realm experts, were nonetheless utterly terrified by this single drop of Essence Blood.

"You’ve lost your mind!" Tumen Changyin exclaimed in a furious tone, yet his body betrayed his words, enveloped in swirling Spirit Light as he adopted a fully defensive posture.

"Changle, retrieve it at once!"

The Second Grand Power Sacrifice Tongna pleaded urgently, "Listen, quickly, take it back. Such drastic measures are impermissible within the Ancestor God Temple. Hasten to recall it, and we can discuss any matter!"

"This single drop of Essence Blood is not considered a desperate measure for Changle! For the honor of my Barbarian Spirit Hall, and for the dignity of the Ancient God War Spirit to which my Barbarian Spirit Hall pays homage, Changle would willingly offer not just one drop, but ten, or even a hundred!"

As Princess Changle uttered these words, that drop of green, luminous Essence Blood slowly drifted behind her.

And positioned not far behind Princess Changle was the altar of Holy Spirit Peak, an object of reverence for the Barbarian Spirit Hall!

Upon witnessing this, Tumen Changyin's expression grew even more somber, a flicker of anger crossing his eyes, while cold perspiration dripped ceaselessly from Tongna's forehead.

"Changle, this Creation Spirit Blood was not easily obtained. Squandering even a single drop will diminish the future benefits you receive; it would take you hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of years to compensate for such a loss! No, it's utterly unnecessary. Quickly take it back!" Tongna urged with haste.

Ye Zhen's eyes flickered with sudden comprehension; this was indeed Creation Spirit Blood, no wonder Tongna and Tumen Changyin were exhibiting such intense tension!

The reason was straightforward: for the Ancient God War Spirit venerated within the halls of the Ancestor God Temple, a sacrifice of Essence Blood represented the most direct method of replenishing their divine power.

However, the efficacy of the Essence Blood used for these sacrifices varied considerably, directly impacting the benefits bestowed upon those Ancient God War Spirits.

Regardless of the quantity of Essence Blood from Human-Level Demon Beasts offered, it likely paled in comparison to the value derived from even ten pounds of Horned Dragon Essence Blood.

Yet, for Ancient Gods who were severely wounded and in a state of deep slumber, offering ten thousand pounds of Horned Dragon Essence Blood would be practically equivalent to offering nothing at all.

This was precisely why, despite the Ancestor God Temple venerating numerous Ancient Gods, none of them had fully regained their former glory.

The reason was that low-grade Essence Blood offered minimal benefits to those critically injured and dormant deities, and recovery could only be achieved through immense accumulation over the vast expanse of time.

But Creation Spirit Blood was a different matter entirely!

The power contained within Creation Spirit Blood mirrored the strength these beings possessed before their severe injuries forced them into slumber. A single drop could grant them benefits equivalent to decades, or even centuries, of standard Essence Blood sacrifices offered at the Ancestor God Temple.

It could undoubtedly enable these Ancient Gods to unleash a surge of power reaching half, or perhaps one or two-tenths, of their peak strength in a relatively short period, not to mention other supplementary advantages.

The combat prowess displayed by Ancient Gods during the primordial and early eras was truly astonishing. Even unleashing merely half of their might would far exceed the capabilities of experts in the Dao Realm!

In essence, by releasing this single drop of Creation Spirit Blood, Princess Changle had already acquired the means to command a deterrent against the two Power Priests before her.

Ye Zhen understood that this Creation Spirit Blood held immense significance for Princess Changle and could not be carelessly expended.

However, the situation had escalated to a point of no return; the arrow was nocked and ready to fly.

Should Ye Zhen attempt to persuade Princess Changle to cease, it might very well backfire spectacularly.

At this juncture, the only course of action for Ye Zhen was to offer Princess Changle his unwavering support.

The attempts by the Second Grand Power Sacrifice Tongna to intervene proved utterly fruitless.

Princess Changle suddenly let out a cold, sharp laugh, "For the honor of my Barbarian Spirit Hall, what reason is there to hesitate over a mere few drops of Creation Spirit Blood!"

"However, now that Priest Tong Daquan has spoken, this palace shall grant your request! Make Tumen Changyin issue an apology as demanded by this palace, or else..."

Princess Changle ceased speaking, and the Creation Spirit Blood, guided by her Divine Sense, began its slow yet unwavering descent towards the altar on Holy Spirit Peak. To the astonishment of all present, as the blood neared Holy Spirit Peak, the previously tranquil mountain suddenly blazed with intense Spirit Light, its entire form trembling violently.

In that precise moment, within Ye Zhen’s Innate Divine Soul, an inherited mark belonging to the Divine Archer Yi Lie quivered without apparent cause. This mark facilitated a reciprocal connection: Ye Zhen could reach out to the Divine Archer Yi Lie and others, and conversely, they could also connect with him, the Inherited Divine Messenger.

Yet, this connection was merely a channel. If Ye Zhen chose not to engage, the vibrating mark offered no further utility. Furthermore, only War Spirits like Yi Lie, who had recovered more than fifty percent of their strength, could proactively initiate contact with Ye Zhen. The slumbering Ancient God War Spirits, despite their efforts, lacked the inherent power to establish such a connection.

The unsolicited communication from the Divine Archer Yi Lie stirred a reaction within Ye Zhen’s heart. With a subtle manipulation of his Divine Sense, the formations of his fingertips shifted, and a Blood Covenant instantly materialized upon his brow. Subsequently, a spectral image of a Barbarian Clan War General, drawing a colossal bow, manifested atop the luminous Holy Spirit Peak!

Surely, that silhouette could be none other than the Divine Archer Yi Lie himself! Upon his ethereal appearance, Yi Lie exclaimed with elation, his gaze falling upon Princess Changle’s drop of Creation Spirit Blood. "As long as you swiftly offer this drop of Spirit Blood! Regardless of who stands against you today, I shall fight them to the bitter end!"

Yi Lie further declared, "Even if it means facing a deity in the Creation Realm's Early Stage, I will engage! Should I find myself overwhelmed, my lord may then draw upon the power within this Spirit Blood to grant me a portion of divine might!"

The emergence of the War Spirit Yi Lie caused the expression of the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin, to grow grim, radiating palpable anger. Above his head, a small, intricate Bone Shield had already materialized. It was evident that the Divine Archer Yi Lie’s pronouncements had instilled a sense of dread within him!

The Second Grand Power Sacrifice, Tongna, his brow beaded with sweat, bellowed angrily, "Who goes there?" He then demanded, "Who has summoned forth the War Spirit! Quickly send them back!" Tongna's question was loaded, his gaze fixated intently on Ye Zhen.

The unspoken message was clear: he expected Ye Zhen to withdraw and dismiss the Divine Archer Yi Lie! With a frigid snort, Ye Zhen stepped forward resolutely. "Send them back? Certainly! But first, this old scoundrel must offer an apology to this Inherited Divine Messenger!" In uttering his final statement, Ye Zhen pointed his spear directly at the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin.