Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1272 - 876 Sacrifice

Boom!

Under the sacrifice of numerous Great Confucians, the power of the Spring and Autumn Brush had once again heightened a level. Indistinctly, a cyan river, along with a dazzling sea of light, manifested behind it. freewёbnoνel.com

That cyan river was the River of Righteousness, formed from the righteous qi of Heaven and Earth. And that dazzling sea of light was the Sea of Time.

The Righteousness was the origin of the power of the Spring and Autumn Brush. The Sea of Time was precisely the embodiment of the ability of the Spring and Autumn Brush, the foremost Innate Treasure in the sequence of time!

Swoosh...

Brilliant light burst from the tip of the Spring and Autumn Brush, condensing into a line in mid-air, swiftly slashing towards the three Great Divine Transcendents of Jiuyuan.

This was the Light of Time, also the sharpest light between Heaven and Earth!

As this line passed, the surging flood waters silently split into two, receding to either side, revealing a great passage.

No matter how the flood waters changed, whether hard or gentle, fast or slow... in front of this strand of the Light of Time, none of it was effective, effortlessly being parted, unable to thwart its advance.

In an instant, this strand of the Light of Time appeared on Jiuyuan’s forehead.

"Not good!"

At this moment, Jiuyuan’s face drastically changed, truly feeling the threat of death.

In his perception, boundless darkness surged forth, threatening to engulf his future.

This was the symbol of impending doom!

He couldn’t fend off this blow from the First Emperor, and if he were truly pierced by this strand of the Light of Time, he could very well meet his end. Even if he didn’t die immediately, he would still be consumed by the power of Time in the years to come.

After all, without the help of a Saint or an Innate Treasure, the wound left by the Spring and Autumn Brush had nearly no chance of healing.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Realizing he couldn’t withstand this strike, Jiuyuan didn’t hesitate for a moment, abandoning even the great formation, immediately withdrew trying to dodge the First Emperor’s fatal blow.

However, no matter how he dodged, to whichever direction in Xianyang he escaped, the distance between him and the strand of the Light of Time never grew longer but actually drew ever closer.

He was already locked onto by this strike, and it wouldn’t rest until it struck him.

"Dayu, such clever tactics!"

"Human Race Confucians, you really are ruthless!"

Despair gradually appeared in Jiuyuan’s eyes, knowing that he couldn’t evade this strike, and today his fall was inevitable.

For he couldn’t see his future anymore; it was completely shrouded by darkness and nothingness.

And the reason why he encountered all this today wasn’t because he failed to account for the usage of the Spring and Autumn Brush by the First Emperor, but because he didn’t anticipate that those Human Confucians, who should have perished long ago, barely clung to life until now.

If not for their self-sacrifice, allowing the First Emperor to revive the full power of the Spring and Autumn Brush and the Spring and Autumn Annals, how could he possibly be defeated?

"I hate this!"

The hope of achieving enlightenment was right in front of him, but Jiuyuan could never see it; how could his heart not be filled with hatred?

"Dayu, you dream of killing me!"

"Even if I die, I won’t let you have an easy time!"

Just as the strand of the Light of Time was about to hit Jiuyuan, his face suddenly showed a determined expression.

Being a Great Divine Transcendent, even faced with death, he quickly analyzed the most advantageous outcome for himself. He could die, but he definitely couldn’t let Dayu have any benefit.

He wanted his sacrifice to carry significant value.

"Guiyi, I endow all my power to you, to boost your strength to a higher level."

"Remember, you must defeat Dayu, achieve enlightenment, cultivate into a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial, and then resurrect me!"

With a great roar, Jiuyuan suddenly sacrificed himself, transforming into a supreme power that surged into Guiyi’s body not far away.

Jiuyan knew he couldn’t survive, and with his death, the scales of victory would completely tip towards the First Emperor. Just counting on Xuan Yuan and Guiyi, they were no match for the First Emperor, facing their execution was only a matter of time.

This way, the trio’s plan not only utterly failed, but their bodies would become nourishment for the twelve Golden People, creating a top-tier ultimate weapon for the Human Race.

This was something Jiuyuan couldn’t bear to see. Hence, he chose to sacrifice himself just before dying, using it to boost Guiyi’s power.

This way, although he perished, their collective power did not diminish and still held a possibility of defeating the First Emperor.

As long as Guiyi eventually overcame the First Emperor and obtained the water genesis from him, plus the power of Jiuyuan, becoming a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial was an inevitable outcome.

And as long as Guiyi could achieve enlightenment, remembering today’s event to repay this causal nexus, he would surely do everything possible to resurrect Jiuyuan.

Thus, although Jiuyuan missed the chance at enlightenment, he gained the favor of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial and a smooth resurrection. Such an outcome, while not excellent, was still better than gaining nothing.

Rather than being killed by the First Emperor and benefitting the Human Race, only to end up with nothing, it was better to benefit his Dao companion, enhancing his strength, ensuring not all was lost.

This was Jiuyuan’s idea and also the most advantageous outcome for him at the moment.

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"Hmm?"

Seeing this scene, the First Emperor was about to intervene immediately.

But a Great Divine Transcendent, when acting desperately, unleashed a power that even a Saint would frown upon; the Spring and Autumn Brush, powerful as it was, couldn’t stop Jiuyuan’s move in time.

In that instant, with the addition of Jiuyuan’s power, Guiyi’s strength doubled, reaching the limit of a Great Divine Transcendent’s level, the realm of a Sub-Saint.