When 'God' Decides To Start Over-Chapter 1018 - 390: Summon Ancestral Spirit (Part 3)

Uncle Lao Xie looked somewhat conflicted: "Who would have thought that the young man who couldn’t even lift the Forbidden Spear would advance to this level in such a short time? It’s truly astonishing."

Li Xiu wasn’t in the mood for idle chatter like them; he fired a second cannon at the already half-destroyed Vajra Wrathful Buddha.

Although the Unsacrificial Cannon with the strongest destructive power had already been used, this second shot enhanced with the Light of the Death Evil Spirit was enough to kill the half-destroyed Vajra Wrathful Buddha.

Strangely, the Vajra Wrathful Buddha, who was half-kneeling there, didn’t choose to resist; like a fool, he just stared blankly as the beam of the Forbidden Cannon shot toward him, without the Light of Truth emanating from his body in resistance.

Li Xiu frowned slightly, sensing things weren’t that simple.

Indeed, when the beam of the Forbidden Cannon struck before the Vajra Wrathful Buddha’s forehead, the strange ethereal blue symbol on it emitted an unusual brilliance.

Like a glow from the Netherworld, it actually absorbed the Forbidden Light carrying the Light of the Death Evil Spirit.

Or rather, it was originally a void there; the shot Li Xiu fired directly went into it, causing no ripples.

The symbol on the Vajra Wrathful Buddha’s forehead had now transformed into a bizarre light cave, seemingly opening a passage to another world.

"Human, if I were you, I would immediately commit suicide now to avoid facing that terrifying existence..." The Unicorn Demon Spirit arrogantly shouted beside him.

"Does the rule allow you to call for help?" Li Xiu said casually.

"You understand nothing, this isn’t calling for help, and we from the Celestial Sea wouldn’t stoop to calling for help." The Unicorn Demon Spirit retorted immediately.

"Then tell me, what is this?" Li Xiu pointed at the light cave like a Nether passage.

Before the Unicorn Demon Spirit could answer, the slowly rising Vajra Wrathful Buddha spoke first: "This is the ultimate power of our Demon Spirits... Summon Ancestral Spirit..."

"Summon Ancestral Spirit?" Li Xiu was slightly taken aback; he hadn’t heard of any Summon Ancestral Spirit concept, only knowing the world’s strongest demon spirits are those four unparalleled demon spirits who escaped from under the Spirit Suppressing Stone.

"Ignorant human, although the Demon Spirit Race of the Demon Spirit Realm has thousands upon thousands, they all originate from sixteen ancestral spirits; those sixteen ancestral spirits are the earliest-born demon spirits in the world. All demon spirits have these sixteen ancestral spirits’ bloodlines flowing within them. It is only through countless years of propagation that the demon spirits’ bloodlines have become intricate. Only very few with relatively pure bloodlines can possess the ability to summon ancestral spirits, receiving their power, an invincible force in the world... Even if you possess the Forbidden Light from my Celestial Sea, you can’t resist ancestral spirits’ power. With that, Dazhuang could crush you with just a finger..." The Unicorn Demon Spirit proclaimed defiantly.

"Isn’t this just calling for help? And calling for ancestors at that..." Li Xiu laughed.

"Hmph, you can scream all you want now, for soon you won’t be able to scream." The Unicorn Demon Spirit sneered coldly.

Li Xiu peered into the ethereal blue light cave, seemingly faintly seeing a silhouette stepping out of it, but he couldn’t discern it clearly.

He instinctively touched the bracelet on his wrist, staring at the ethereal blue light cave.

He didn’t know how powerful the ancestral spirits’ blessing truly was, and whether it could reach unparalleled levels; if indeed they possessed such unmatched prowess, Li Xiu also wasn’t certain he could survive this ordeal.

"Strange, why hasn’t the power of the ancestral spirit descended yet..." Bu’Er glanced at the light cave before the Vajra Wrathful Buddha, showing some signs of confusion.

In truth, the ancestral spirits had long ceased descending; even the most pure-blooded demon spirits couldn’t summon ancestors.

Only by opening the Celestial Sea Gate could demon spirits like the Vajra Wrathful Buddha choose to summon, and not even Bu’Er knew why.

Not only Bu’Er was puzzled, but so were the Vajra Wrathful Buddha, Unicorn Demon Spirit, and all the demon spirits of the Celestial Sea, confused why the ancestral spirit hadn’t yet descended.

"It’s coming!" The Unicorn Demon Spirit suddenly brightened up, seeing a crystal-like, jade-like hand emerging from the light cave.

That hand was stunningly beautiful, perfectly flawless; the world may never find such a perfect hand.

Seeing the hand, Li Xiu felt a bit odd: "The Vajra Wrathful Buddha is clearly a metal body; how come its ancestral spirit is flesh?"

"Ancestral Spirit... please grant me strength..." The Vajra Wrathful Buddha knelt again, saluting toward the light cave.

Across the Celestial Sea, numerous demon spirits bowed before the perfect hand extending from the light cave.

Of course, most of these demon spirits carried the bloodline of this ancestral spirit, feeling a strong connection, with purer bloodlines sensing it more intensely.

Not just the hand now but also the arm; beneath the Vajra Wrathful Buddha’s bowing, a figure gradually crossed the light cave, appearing atop Celestial Sea’s Second Peak, emanating a holy radiance that dimmed the ethereal glow covering the Celestial Sea.

The beachside president, seeing the ancestral spirit emerge from the light cave, displayed a visibly stunned expression, murmuring, "How could this be... shouldn’t be like this..."

Not only the president, even Uncle Lao Xie, who opened the Celestial Sea Gate, looked surprised seeing the ancestral spirit: "Ancestral Spirit’s true form descends... What’s going on... why is the true form descending..."

"Uncle Lao Xie, is there something wrong?" Bu’Er looked at Uncle Xie Xie murmuring to himself, confused, for she had never witnessed the ancestral spirits’ descent herself.

"Thousands of years ago, ancestral spirits ceased descending in true form; at most, they descended in parts. How is it this time the true form descends, a never-before event for thousands of years..." Uncle Lao Xie gazed at the ancestral spirit descending atop Celestial Sea’s Second Peak, beaming intense Holy Light.

"Isn’t descending in true form better?" Bu’Er pondered.

"In theory, it’s indeed better, but subconsciously, I feel something is amiss." Uncle Lao Xie replied.

Not only did these demon spirits feel astonished, but Li Xiu also, seeing the ancestral spirit, couldn’t help but pause.