Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1208 - 1147: Attempting to Absorb Ancestral Spirit Blood
Huang Yi extended his palm and looked at the black mole on his palm.
The black mole was so faint it was almost invisible, indicating that the Dark King’s drop of blood was about to be fully absorbed.
With a flick of his hand, Huang Yi produced a Divine Crystal Vial.
Inside the vial was a drop of translucent pale green liquid, rolling back and forth at the bottom, sparkling and extraordinary.
This droplet was the Ancestral Spirit Blood that Huang Yi had recently acquired at the cost of 4 Unique Achievement Points from a Space-Time Smuggler! But he didn’t know which Creator Ancestral Spirit it belonged to.
In the entire universe, there were only about a dozen Creator Ancestral Spirits, corresponding to the greatest races across multiple universes.
Among these, some races later declined and disappeared, such as Nashash, which once dominated the First World.
Some races still flourish to this day, like the Insect Race and Dragon Clan. The former sprawls throughout the Tulunfa Galaxy, while the latter exists in various worlds.
Others remain low-key and rarely enter public view, such as the Moon Clan and Clan of Light.
Huang Yi now had only the evolution opportunities at levels 240, 260, and 280 left. Even though he could absorb the Dark King’s blood, lower-tier blood did not interest him; only a blood of the Ancestral Spirit’s caliber met his expectations!
Huang Yi opened the Divine Crystal Vial and poured the drop of Creator Ancestral Spirit Blood into his palm.
The next moment, his palm slightly sank as if unable to hold up this droplet of blood.
While inside the vial, the blood was affected by its container and did not display any weight. Once it left the Divine Crystal Vial and was caught by Huang Yi’s hand, its weight was finally revealed.
This small drop of blood contained the force of ten thousand pounds, its density astonishingly great, requiring Huang Yi’s palm to exert effort to hold it up. The skin that contacted the blood even sunk in, as if pierced by the droplet.
This Ancestral Spirit Blood is truly extraordinary!
"[System Prompt]: You have obtained the blood of a mysterious species. Do you wish to absorb and evolve?"
Huang Yi immediately chose yes!
His palm then emitted a powerful suction force, with his Ascension Stage body striving to absorb the Ancestral Spirit Blood.
Yet, no matter how strong the suction in his palm was, the droplet of Ancestral Spirit Blood remained intact, rolling back and forth like a water pearl on a lotus leaf, unable to disperse. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"[System Prompt]: Target blood strength too high, absorption failed."
Receiving the failure prompt, the suction in Huang Yi’s palm ceased instantly.
This droplet of Ancestral Spirit Blood completely surpassed the Dark King’s blood, proving difficult to absorb at the Ascension Stage, likely requiring promotion to Demigod status for a chance.
Apart from the Ancestral Spirit Blood, Huang Yi had no suitable blood left for evolution, so he had to save these evolution opportunities for future consideration.
Standing in the void, Huang Yi stared at the place where the Barbarian Saint was sealed yesterday, closed his eyes, and waited. The gorgeous sunlight cast down upon him, turning his hair golden.
The atmosphere thrummed with tension.
From yesterday to today, the United Legions under Huang Yi’s command had hastily constructed a temporary teleportation circle. Soldiers constantly moved in and out of it, prepared for readiness at any moment.
Countless spectators gathered in twos and threes, personally witnessing the awaited return of the strongest Half-Beastmen elite.
Various media journalists adjusted their positions, ensuring they captured the perfect multi-angle video footage.
Huang Yi’s global fans prayed for him everywhere, or cheered loudly on forums, boosting his morale.
In the distant Hero’s Continent, Heavenly Dao, Qin Shiyu, and members of the Freedom Organization, specialists were monitoring Huang Yi’s situation, ready to make necessary deployments.
Finally, the destined moment arrived!
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the air, and soon after, the towering figure of the Barbarian Saint emerged from the void.
A majestic aura instantly enveloped the entire land, as if a Heavenly God had descended!
Even a blind person unable to see the skies would feel the pressure in their hearts, breathing heavily with goosebumps appearing on their skin.
This was the momentum wave triggered by the descent of the Barbarian Saint, the whole world entered his domain!
The Barbarian Saint’s face remained as calm as a still lake, exuding the composure and steadiness typical of a major figure. However, when he saw the ruins that the Half-Beastmen Holy City had become, with even the Holy Mountain’s temple bearing Huang Yi’s "Slaying Flag," his mouth finally twitched slightly, a trace of imperceptible pain flashing in his eyes.
Suppressing his emotions, the Barbarian Saint turned to Huang Yi and said in a deep voice, "God of Slaughter, I treated your campaign with utmost caution, yet I underestimated you. In just one day, you’ve destroyed our entire Half-Beast Holy Land."
His voice rolled like thunder, echoing back and forth through the world.
Huang Yi also stared at the Barbarian Saint, tightly gripping the Wrath of the Godslayer, and said, "Now, the entire Half-Beastmen Clan has only you as an important figure left, and the Heart of the Race is in your hands, correct?"
"Correct! If you have the capability, you can take it." As he spoke, the Barbarian Saint flicked his hand, producing a golden heart coursing with black Demonic Blood, clearly the Heart of the Race of the Half-Beastmen Clan.
Huang Yi’s gaze was immediately captured by the Heart of the Race.
That tiny heart instantly drew everyone’s attention!
It is the key to the survival of the entire Half-Beastmen Clan!
The aura of the Barbarian Saint also surged wildly upwards due to this little heart, exuding an increasingly strong oppressive force!
Some players of weaker strength on the field, unable to withstand this aura, fell to their knees!
"However, you do not have the ability." The Barbarian Saint said, waving his hand again, the heart disappearing into his grasp.
"I declare, Barbarian Saint—dead!" Huang Yi declared directly.
"Boom~" The clear skies were suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder roiling.
Two massive lightning bolts struck down from the sky, hitting both Huang Yi and the Barbarian Saint, dragging them into the air, imprisoned in the Void Battlefield.
This time, Huang Yi’s incarnation had already left the area ahead of time and was not drawn alongside into the sky.
Entering the Void Battlefield, the Barbarian Saint’s expression suddenly relaxed, a conspiratorial smirk appearing as he said, "God of Slaughter, I anticipated your arrogance, isolating us from the outside world, and now you’ve fallen into my trap."
