Yi Lie fired six arrows in rapid succession, blasting all six of Ye Zhen's phantoms to pieces at once. Yet the blood light gathered atop Sacred Spirit Peak became incomparably thin.
Not only had the blood light on Sacred Spirit Peak thinned, even the blood light within the Barbarian War Spirit Yi Lie had nearly been exhausted.
From Ye Zhen's perspective, after that continuous expenditure, the power this Barbarian War Spirit Yi Lie had gained through Barbarian Sacrifice was almost gone.
He probably could not even fire blood-colored arrows of the previous intensity anymore.
"A-Chou, once this thing uses up all the power it gained from sacrifice, will it fall dormant again?" Ye Zhen asked.
"Of course. These bastards are all fallen beings. They could only become undying War Spirits by using Secret Arts to stabilize their remnant souls. But they have no true physical bodies, and even their divine souls are merely wisps of remnant soul containing their origin divine souls. They simply cannot gather power, and can only display combat strength through the power others sacrifice to them.
"Once they exhaust the power of sacrifice, they will fall dormant. Unless..."
"Unless what?" Ye Zhen asked.
"Unless the Ancient God they serve awakens. Borrowing the Ancient God's power, they can obtain Creation Spirit Bodies capable of supporting their movements," A-Chou said. "However, the awakening time for those heavily wounded Ancient Gods who have fallen dormant is measured in millions of years. What is more, in a place where the Heavenly Dao is so incomplete, the time it takes those Ancient Gods to awaken will be extended dozens of times over.
"So basically, once this bastard in front of us exhausts the power gained from sacrifice, he will fall dormant again."
"Good!"
The next instant, Ye Zhen directly released the