Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1273 - 876 Sacrifice_2

Sub-Saint, just below the Saint in meaning.

"Guiyi!"

"I too will give you my power, you must not let us down, you must become a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos!"

"Remember, after achieving the Way, resurrect me and Jiuyuan Daoist friend!"

There, Jiuyuan had just sacrificed himself, when suddenly, Xuan Yuan roared out loud and began to imitate Jiuyuan, sacrificing himself to become a powerful force to enhance Guiyi.

Xuan Yuan had no choice, if he continued to resist, Guiyi, strengthened by Jiuyuan’s power, might not die, but he surely would.

Death was inevitable whether it came sooner or later, Xuan Yuan, rather than waiting for the First Emperor to act, chose the same path as Jiuyuan.

Sacrificing himself, to achieve Guiyi!

This is what Great Divine Transcendents do, when they see no hope left, without any hesitation, they immediately make the choice that is most beneficial for themselves.

If he did not sacrifice himself, two would die together; forget any benefits, even their future success was uncertain.

But if he sacrificed himself to ensure Guiyi’s success, then Guiyi, with the power of both, could unleash a force comparable to that of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos, and at that time, the outcome of his battle with the First Emperor was uncertain.

If Guiyi lost, there would be nothing more to say.

But if Guiyi won in the end, the future, which had been completely shrouded in darkness, would be reborn in light, and they would be resurrected from death, returning to the realm between Heaven and Earth.

Without sacrificing himself, he would lose everything. But if he sacrificed himself, there would be a fifty percent chance of success.

How to choose, does it even need to be said?

As to why it was Guiyi who should achieve greatness and not Xuan Yuan, it could only be said that Guiyi was the most extraordinary among the three, and only he could withstand the power of the other two.

If it were Xuan Yuan, after receiving Guiyi and Jiuyuan’s power, let alone increasing strength, it would be quite an accomplishment to even fully exert his own power.

Guiyi, Guiyi, the name itself explained everything; he could unify different forces within himself.

If there had been any choice, why would they sacrifice themselves for someone else?

"Ruthless!"

At this time, the First Emperor did not know what to say; he wanted to stop them but was lacking the strength to do so.

So ruthless, without hesitation, they simply sacrificed eons of bitter cultivation for someone else.

Those were eons of bitter cultivation, discarded without even a frown, such determination was truly astonishing. Even the First Emperor, although he might have made the same choice, would have hesitated for a moment.

Such was the difference between the great Divine Transcendents of the Human Race and those of the Mystic Sect.

In the end, the Human Race’s great Divine Transcendents were simply too young, their cultivation time too short, their mindsets not tempered by the long passage of time. Furthermore, in terms of mental state, the Martial Dao truly did not compare to the Immortal Dao.

The great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect were different; eons of refinement had made their mindsets able to stay absolutely calm in any situation.

Not to mention the Mystic Sect’s Slay Three Corpses technique, which was designed to rid cultivators of disruptive thoughts, allowing them to comprehend the Great Dao with a mindset close to that of the Heavenly Dao.

When it came to mental state, the great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect were truly the first; it was widely acknowledged in the Prehistoric World that even beings older than them did not necessarily surpass them in mental cultivation.

Martial Dao, obsessed with the pursuit of power, was indeed inferior in terms of mental state.

Rumble rumble...

At that moment, Guiyi, who had just been strengthened by the power of Jiuyuan, received power from Xuan Yuan. His once stagnant aura surged once more, gradually emanating a supreme aura.

Combining the power of three Great Divine Transcendents, Guiyi’s power finally underwent a transformation, as if breaking through a gate, it swelled unstoppably, heading toward the supreme, flawless realm.

Quasi-Saint!

At this moment, Guiyi ascended from the realm of Sub-Saint to Quasi-Saint. This was the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint, and though still a Quasi-Saint, he had begun to possess the battle strength of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial level.

The greatest Divine Transcendents of the Prehistoric World, such as the Heavenly Emperors and Haotian, were at this level, already capable of stepping into the Primordial realm at any moment.

"Two dao friends, if I can reach the realm of the Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial, I will surely find a way to resurrect both of you. Should I violate this oath, let me be struck by Heavenly Curse and obliterated by the earth!"

Feeling the sudden surge of power within him, Guiyi took a Heavenly Dao oath, indicating he would definitely not forget the help of the two.

Although Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial might transcend Heaven and Earth, their power paled in comparison to the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, Daluo Jinxian was still under the regulation of the Heavenly Dao, and once an oath was made, it had to be upheld.

The price of breaking the oath, as Guiyi stated, was Heavenly Curse and obliteration!

"Great Yu, let us fight another battle!"

With his significantly enhanced power, Guiyi, full of confidence, called out to Emperor Qin and immediately rushed toward him, eager to attack.

What Guiyi obtained wasn’t just the strength of the two, but also their accompanying divine magic treasures, two top-tier Innate magic treasures. Together with his own, that totaled three.

One for offense, one for defense, and one for transformation. With the power of the three treasures combined, Guiyi had no vulnerabilities, and for a moment, he managed to draw level with Emperor Qin, engaging all of his attention.

At this time, another unknown Great Divine Transcendent had arrived deep within Xianyang City, at the location of the Twelve Golden Figures, silently observing Jiang Chen at the center of the formation.

Meanwhile, deep within the God-killing Array, a fierce battle had reached its final critical moment.

The phantoms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches manifested within the formation, consuming and refining the eight suppressed Demonic Way Quasi-Saints.

As for the avatar of Ancestor Kunpeng, although it was protected by the power of Primordial Chaos, rendering it immortal, before the Twelve Ancestral Witches, this protective power was as flimsy as paper, easily torn apart.

After only a few breaths, Ancestor Kunpeng’s avatar was shredded to pieces by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and devoured.

Whatever Primordial power, the power wielded by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was Pangu’s power, far surpassing the power of Primordial Chaos in countless ways.

"It’s almost time, if one or two more Quasi-Saints are devoured, the Twelve Golden Figures will be able to step into the Quasi-Saint level together. At that time, the Human Race will gain a great weapon of destruction powerful enough to threaten Great Divine Transcendents."

This statement came not from Jiang Chen but from that mysterious Great Divine Transcendent. He didn’t rush to make a move; instead, he stood there, commenting on the Twelve Golden Figures.

"Do you intend to strike at me?"

Jiang Chen rose to his feet, looking intently at this stranger Great Divine Transcendent who was missing an arm.

His arm had been severed by the Spring and Autumn Brush and theoretically could never grow back unless a Saint intervened.

"At your age, to have a cultivation of mid-stage Quasi-Saint is truly astonishing. It remains to be seen whether your strength is as dazzling as your talent."

Even with a missing arm, the pride of a Great Divine Transcendent remained undiminished, as he stepped into the God-killing Array.

"If the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches comes together, then I will turn and leave, refusing to entangle with you. Unfortunately, only ten Ancestral Witches have fallen."

"The remaining power of the ten Ancestral Witches is not enough to make me fear."

Standing within the formation, the Great Divine Transcendent looked at Jiang Chen and confidently said.

Combined, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were unrivaled in the world, making even Taoist Ancestors frown and compelling the Heavenly Dao to yield. But once an Ancestral Witch was missing, there were flaws and no longer unrivaled.

"And you, dao friend, have overestimated yourself, truly thinking I cannot borrow the power of the other two Ancestral Witches? The reason I didn’t borrow their power is not that I can’t, but rather it was intentional."

"If I had not left this flaw, how would you have taken the bait?"

A smile curled at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth as he spoke, his tone sly.