Sacrificial Dance

"Sacrificial Dance?"

Su Ye's expression shifted slightly, though it was merely a flicker of surprise. He immediately chuckled, "It seems the opponent is reduced to a mere fragment of a root and its consciousness has become compromised. The Great Dream God Sect was wiped out in the ancient era, and its Sacrificial Spirit has long since turned to dust. To think it still attempts to invoke the power of a Sacrificial Spirit."

A Sacrificial Dance is a ritualistic performance used to commune with a Sacrificial Spirit and channel its power; generally, only those who serve as priests would ever cultivate such a skill.

Su Ye had encountered the Sacrificial Dance within the Wind Clan. Whenever a grand ceremony was held, the Wind Clan would pay homage to their Sacrificial Spirit, and the priests would lead the masses in performing the dance.

Is the Sacrificial Dance powerful?

It is. It can bridge the boundless void to channel the power of a Sacrificial Spirit, causing one's own strength to skyrocket.

Yet, in this current era, few people know how to perform it.

Because performing the Sacrificial Dance requires a significant amount of time and cannot be interrupted, or else it will fail. One would have to be a fool to think an enemy would grant you the time to perform it.

"..."

Su Ye blinked, his expression momentarily stunned. He coughed once and asked, "That... the Sacrificial Spirit of the Great Dream God Sect should be dead, right?"

"It is not."

"What? It's not dead?"

Su Ye's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked, "Didn't you just say the Great Dream God Sect was wiped out in the ancient era? If the sect was destroyed, how could its Sacrificial Spirit still be alive?"

At the same time, he pondered whether the Great Dream God Sect existed as a faction in the current Desolate Region.

This... he truly did not know.

His knowledge of this world was limited strictly to the fate trajectory of Shi Hao.

"When did I say the Great Dream God Sect was wiped out? As for whether it was destroyed, Emperor does not know, but Emperor knows that the Sacrificial Spirit of the Great Dream God Sect is not dead."

The God Emperor stated, "Because the Sacrificial Spirit of the Great Dream God Sect is the Little Dream God Lotus. Although only a small segment of its root remains, one cannot say it is dead."

"The Sacrificial Spirit of the Great Dream God Sect is the Little Dream God Lotus?"

Su Ye was shocked, though he soon felt relieved. The strength of a Sacrificial Spirit lies primarily in its powerful spiritual force, and the Little Dream God Lotus possesses an inherently strong spirit, making it perfectly suited for the role. Furthermore, as it is a divine herb, becoming a Sacrificial Spirit not only grants it immense medicinal power but also allows it to grow even faster.

"Wait, if this Little Dream God Lotus is the Sacrificial Spirit, then why is it performing a Sacrificial Dance here? Could it be that it is still kneeling and worshipping another Sacrificial Spirit?"

Su Ye was puzzled. Although Sacrificial Spirits vary in strength, each one is an independent existence; it is its own object of faith and would not worship or sacrifice to another.

"Do you know why Sacrificial Spirits are powerful and mysterious?"

"Their spiritual force is immense. By collecting the power of faith, they can significantly enhance their own spiritual force and travel far along the path of the spirit," Su Ye replied.

"Correct, but not entirely accurate."

The God Emperor said, "The power of faith is a very special energy. Using it merely to enhance spiritual force is the greatest waste of such power. The most correct use of faith is to communicate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, allowing oneself to merge with the Dao, to touch and comprehend it, and subsequently channel the power of the Great Dao."

"To touch and comprehend the Dao, to merge with the Great Dao."

Su Ye's expression shifted. This level of cultivation is something only a Sect Master could achieve, yet a Sacrificial Spirit... even a weak one, could achieve it through the power of faith.

No wonder Sacrificial Spirits are so powerful and mysterious.

"The Sacrificial Dance, the Heaven-Sacrificing Dance—this is not a dance to sacrifice to a spirit, but a dance to sacrifice to Heaven and Earth."

Su Ye realized the truth. Looking at the Little Dream God Lotus before him, he had not expected it to be performing the Heaven-Sacrificing Dance. Was it attempting to channel the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to execute him?

"You know this, so why haven't you stopped it?"

The God Emperor said, speechless. This boy could grasp concepts quickly, proving he wasn't an idiot, yet he constantly did such moronic things. He knew the opponent was unleashing a trump card, yet he stood there blankly watching.

"Stop it? Why would I want to stop it?"

Su Ye smiled, runes emerging within his eyes, radiating light. As he felt the power of the Great Dao permeating the peerless woman before him, he felt as if he were standing in the world of the Dao itself. This close-range comprehension caused his Samsara Eye to resonate.

Opportunity and danger coexist.

Ever since awakening the Samsara Eye, Su Ye had been trying to find ways to develop it, but the eye had remained silent and stagnant. Just now, however, his Samsara Eye had fluctuated, which meant the opportunity for it to evolve had appeared. How could he possibly stop it?

The Heavenly Eye originates from Heaven and Earth; therefore, the items required for its evolution must naturally be the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The Little Dream God Lotus was currently very confused. Even if the opponent had tried to intervene to stop its dance, it would have been impossible, as it had already made full preparations. Yet, looking at the opponent's demeanor, he had no intention of stopping it at all, instead smiling and admiring its dance.

Regardless of what trump cards the opponent held, once it finished the dance and channeled the power of Heaven and Earth, it would surely be able to severely injure or even kill him, and then seize that staff.

The Little Dream God Lotus had not fled immediately because of the Adamantine Staff in Su Ye's hand. It had not sensed the power of the God Emperor, as the God Emperor was not in this space-time.

But it had sensed the power of faith—a dense, rich power of faith. That staff must be a Totem Pillar; such an item was a supreme treasure for a Sacrificial Spirit like itself. If it could refine it, it could use it to recast its physical body.

Mist of light rained down.

The woman transformed from the Little Dream God Lotus now appeared incredibly sacred, bathed in divine radiance. A patch of divine soil appeared beneath her feet, and brilliance steamed behind her. The phantom of a magnificent Divine Temple emerged. On her own proud figure, silver armor appeared, making her look like a War Goddess, heroic and spirited. Light manifested in her hand, forming a battle halberd.

The current Lotus Fairy was no longer delicate or alluring, but sharp and overbearing—a powerful war god. Her long hair danced, and mysterious patterns appeared on her silver-white armor, spreading outward to manifest a domain where she was the supreme sovereign.

"This... is it really necessary to hold me in such high regard?"

Su Ye's eyelids twitched, and the corner of his mouth spasmed. I am just a small cultivator in the Blood-Moving Realm, a weakling who has just stepped onto the path of cultivation. You're being so grand that it's making me very afraid.

"Big sister, there is no deep-seated grudge between us. Why don't we sit down and talk? In this world, there is nothing that cannot be resolved by sitting down and talking."

Su Ye smiled, thinking that even if the opponent drew upon the power of heaven and earth, it wouldn't be much, given that her true form was merely a small root segment. Yet, he never expected her to transform into such a terrifying entity, making his heart quail as he realized he had been far too arrogant.

The Lotus War Goddess's body was no longer ethereal but incredibly solid. Her bright, intelligent eyes gazed coldly at Su Ye, and as she lightly swung the halberd in her hand, the void twisted as if being sliced apart, causing the heavens and earth to roar.

Su Ye swallowed hard. How was he supposed to fight someone this strong? Even with a lethal weapon in his hand, he himself was too weak; he feared he wouldn't even be able to withstand the shockwaves of their power colliding.

The Lotus War Goddess did not strike immediately. Instead, she parted her red lips, her voice melodious as she said, "Give me that staff in your hand."

"The staff?"

Su Ye looked at the Adamantine Staff gripped tightly in his hand and immediately understood. She had her eyes on this. It made sense; this was a Totem Pillar, and she was a Sacrificial Spirit. To her, especially in her current state, such an object held a fatal attraction.