Mystery Descends: My Exchanges Are Not Equal Chapter 1013 - 431: Human Dao Creation! One Sword Opens the Heavens!

Having exhausted all points on its primary form, its power had once again surged dramatically!

Considering this, Jin Xing's gaze shifted towards the second competition zone.

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Meanwhile, above the Floating Island within the second competition zone.

Wang Teng sealed the light screen, a grin of satisfaction spreading across his face.

He had just channeled all his Free Attribute Points.

This action propelled his overall combat power to a staggering 2.33 billion.

Consequently, his clone's fighting capability now hovered on the very brink of the mid-stage True God Realm!

With such formidable strength, vanquishing that Witch God Ancestor would be a trivial matter for Jin Xing.

However, figures like Liu Dao Ancestor and his peers, possessing mid-stage True God Realm power, presented a more significant challenge.

Ah, and there were still some spoils of war to attend to!

A thought struck Wang Teng, and he promptly accessed the trade channel.

In the blink of an eye, flashes of white light materialized before him, revealing two Storage Rings, a Low-Grade Divine Artifact Long Saber, an Ancestral Wind Talisman, and the desiccated remains of a Corpse Armor Centipede.

Wang Teng's attention was first drawn to the Ancestral Wind Talisman.

Tsk, tsk!

A Middle-Grade Divine Tier Ancestral Talisman! A genuine Heaven and Earth Wondrous Object!

This was, without a doubt, his most valuable acquisition to date!

The artifact held a profound mystery for him.

It seemed to defy classification, neither entirely paper nor something else, utterly impervious to both water and fire.

Upon scrutinizing it more closely, he observed crimson threads resembling human capillaries woven into the talisman's surface, giving it an uncanny, lifelike appearance.

He couldn't help but ponder: would the Ancestral Wind Talisman manifest extraordinary phenomena if it reached its ultimate evolutionary stage?

An inexplicable intuition arose within Wang Teng, suggesting that refining this item would prove immensely beneficial in the future.

"Whoosh~!"

Acting on this premonition, Wang Teng detached a Fission Body.

Instantly, the Fission Body, bearing the Ancestral Talisman, vanished into the Palm Buddha Country for refinement.

Having dealt with the Ancestral Wind Talisman, Wang Teng turned his attention to the Corpse Armor Centipede's remains.

This was the carcass of a Void God Realm-level Fierce Beast!

It was his inaugural encounter with such a specimen!

The bone materials from a fierce beast of this caliber were equivalent to Low-Grade Divine Tier.

These would be invaluable later for constructing high-tier public structures.

With this realization, Wang Teng moved to secure the Dragon Centipede's corpse.

"Hold on, this body hasn't been extracted from yet!"

A sudden thought reminded him, and Wang Teng swiftly proceeded with the extraction process...

Before long, he had successfully extracted three drops of Mid-grade Black Dragon Divine Blood (Low-Grade Divine Tier).

This represented yet another significant windfall!

At this juncture, with a mere thought, white light shimmered around him, and three additional Fission Bodies were spawned.

Subsequently, each Fission Body took possession of a single drop of Divine Blood and entered the Palm Buddha Country to commence the refinement of the Black Dragon Divine Blood.

Wang Teng then carefully stowed away the Dragon Centipede's corpse.

Glancing at the passage of time, he surmised that Liu Dao Ancestor should be nearing his location.

Indeed, Liu Dao Ancestor and his retinue were merely a quarter of an hour's travel from his current position.

Oh, and the Three-Star Cave region was on the cusp of initiating its battle as well!

With this in mind, Wang Teng oriented himself towards the direction of the Three-Star Cave.

Within the confines of the Three-Star Cave, the atmosphere was palpably thick with tension.

Each individual bore the mien of a warrior bracing for a dire confrontation, their gazes fixed anxiously on the path ahead.

Amidst this throng, only Jin Xing remained remarkably composed.

He surveyed the scene unfolding before them.

The formidable army of the Nine Clans had already advanced to the vicinity of the Three-Star Cave, mere a mile separating them.

A subtle glint of triumph flickered within Jin Xing's eyes.

To him, another feasting of spoils was imminently approaching.

Soon after, the imposing force of 700,000 soldiers from the Nine Witch God Races stood poised at the entrance.

They cast their imposing gaze upon the mere 10,000-plus inhabitants of the Three-Star Cave.

Seven hundred thousand against ten thousand!

The sheer numerical disparity painted a stark and intimidating picture!

The psychological burden on the disciples' hearts was overwhelming!

Looking further towards the vanguard of the Nine Clans' host, an elder clad in black robes exuded an aura of arrogant authority as he hovered in mid-air.

His eyes, devoid of warmth and sharp as ice, casually swept over Bodhi Zi before fixing upon the disciples arrayed behind him.

As his gaze traversed the assembly, the black-robed elder's eyes lingered on Shao Wei, his companions, and even Jin Xing's avatar.

Wherever his gaze alighted, an unmistakable air of contempt permeated his expression.

He didn't even grant Jin Xing more than a passing glance.

A mere collection of Earth Tier Realm ants posed no threat worthy of his consideration!

His gaze returned to the disciples gathered on the Three-Star Cave's square, and the disdain in his eyes intensified.

The majority of those assembled were merely Profound-Tier Disciples!

This Three-Star Cave was truly lamentably unremarkable!

How could Han Feng have possibly been defeated?

The black-robed elder found himself somewhat perplexed!

In truth, this elder was none other than the Witch God Ancestor himself, a supreme powerhouse at the absolute zenith of the Void God Realm.

Behind the Witch God Ancestor, ten experts of the Celestial Human Realm were arrayed, each exuding an extraordinary aura.

Closest to the Ancestor was a middle-aged man, his face gaunt, possessing the same gray eyes and exuding a cold, potent presence.

This individual was identified as Wu Qi, the current Clan Leader of the Witch God Race.

Standing beside Wu Qi was a man in white robes, his complexion somewhat pale, with numerous bloodstains marring his chest, suggesting he had sustained severe injuries previously.

This was Han Feng, a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Celestial Human Realm.

Not long ago, he had led an army of tens of thousands to attack the Three-Star Cave, only to be brutally repelled by Bodhi Zi and nearly perish on the spot.

Even now, as he recalled the event, a shiver of fear ran through him!

Simultaneously, his animosity towards Bodhi Zi surged to an unbearable peak.

It was this unkempt fellow in the Daoist robe who had nearly brought about the annihilation of his clan!

"Han Feng, you were bested by this man?"

As Han Feng gritted his teeth, Wu Qi's voice cut through the air beside him.

At the very same moment, the Witch God Ancestor also turned his gaze upon Han Feng, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes.

Han Feng offered a wry smile: "Do not underestimate him. Though he appears to be merely at the Earth Tier Realm, his actual strength rivals the Celestial Human Peak. It is truly formidable!"

"Is that so?" Wu Qi scoffed.

His tone was laced with unmistakable skepticism.

An individual at the Earth Tier Realm possessing the might of the Celestial Human Peak was something he had heard of but never actually witnessed.

If such a feat were possible, that person would undoubtedly be an extraordinary prodigy.

He found it difficult to believe that Bodhi Zi was such a super genius!

Then, his gray eyes fixed upon Bodhi Zi, brimming with coldness and derision.