The Power of the Sacrificial Spirit

The mental world.

A great battle erupted.

The Lotus War Goddess's long hair danced in the wind, her beautiful figure encased in silver armor, her exquisite and peerless face set with an air of haughty pride.

"Pfft."

The God Emperor's body flew backward, a mouthful of blood spraying from his lips. His original cold arrogance was now completely gone as he gazed solemnly at the Lotus War Goddess clad in her battle armor.

"I never expected a mere divine herb to possess such terrifying combat power."

He had originally assumed that the moment he appeared, he could suppress everything, eating and devouring as he pleased. He had not imagined that reality would slap him in the face so directly.

"You look down upon divine herbs?"

The Lotus War Goddess looked toward the God Emperor. At this moment, her bearing was peerless, like a supreme war goddess. As her jade hand slid gently through the void, the space began to twist incessantly, and a terrifying force bore down upon the God Emperor to crush him.

The God Emperor was, after all, a God Emperor. Even if he was merely lingering on in his current state, far from his former glory, he remained formidable. A magnificent Divine Temple manifested behind him, suppressing the heavens and earth to block the Lotus War Goddess's attack. "I should have struck sooner," he remarked.

He felt a pang of regret—regret that he had allowed her to perform the Sacrificial Dance and gain the support of the heavens and earth. He had originally considered that if she entered the Totem Pillar voluntarily, the space within would form its own world, isolating her from everything. The power of the Heavenly Dao she summoned would then have become his sustenance, but alas...

The God Emperor looked at Su Ye, cold glints flickering in his eyes. It was all because of this damned ant, who had ruined his good fortune and disrupted his plans.

"What are you looking at? If you have the ability, kill me."

Su Ye opened his eyes wide, glaring angrily at the God Emperor. Although he was weak, he was not afraid. After all, even if he knelt down and called the man grandfather, the other would not let him go. Since that was the case, why should he fear him?

"Hmph."

The God Emperor let out a cold snort and ignored him, turning his gaze to the war goddess formed by the Little Dream God Lotus. "Even if you have the support of the heavens and earth, you are now like duckweed without roots, lacking a source of faith. How long can you possibly hold out?"

Having said this, he struck directly. Patterns spread from beneath his feet toward the surroundings. Those patterns looked like cracks, devoid of any discernible order, yet they gave one the feeling that the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking.

The Lotus War Goddess's expression was grave. As she retreated, light rain steamed and auspicious mist permeated the air. A blurred image appeared behind her: a pale green, illusory lotus swaying gently.

"Boom."

The God Emperor's body suddenly exploded, transforming into a mist of blood that filled the sky.

At this moment, the Lotus War Goddess's pretty face turned somewhat pale, and the already blurred phantom behind her dissipated. Clearly, the previous attack had taken a massive toll on her.

Su Ye looked at the God Emperor's exploded body, his expression dazed. What had just happened?

He had been constantly activating his Samsara Eye, wanting to witness the battle of top-tier powerhouses, yet he had seen nothing. From the very beginning, he had been completely lost, his head spinning as if he were reading a heavenly book.

Wait, was that blood?

Su Ye looked at the blood left behind where the God Emperor's body had shattered.

How could there be blood if the God Emperor had no physical body?

Right, this was the mental world. That blood was formed from spirit; it was soul blood.

"Sacrificial Spirits are truly mysterious and powerful. These combat methods are beyond comprehension."

In the end, Su Ye could only sigh with such sentiment. It was not that he could not understand, but that the methods of a Sacrificial Spirit were too profound, far exceeding those of ordinary cultivators.

However, thinking about it carefully, it was normal. One had to know that Sacrificial Spirits could use the power of faith to leap directly to the level of a Sect Master, contemplating and touching the Great Dao, merging with the Dao itself.

Of course, not all Sacrificial Spirits could possess such means; only those powerful ones could achieve it. The Little Dream God Lotus was the Sacrificial Spirit of the Great Dream God Sect, and since she was a divine herb herself, she could be said to be born with the Dao hidden within her. Her strength was naturally terrifying.

As for the God Emperor, although he was not a Sacrificial Spirit, he now controlled the Totem Pillar and possessed some of the methods of a Sacrificial Spirit, making his strength equally powerful and bizarre.

Hum.

Su Ye moved his intent, utilizing his mental power to collect a portion of the God Emperor's soul blood. He sensed a powerful energy within it, and then he directly activated his Samsara Eye. A phantom of the Chaos Grinding Disc emerged, drawing the collected soul blood into itself to begin grinding.

At this moment, the God Emperor's body reformed. He looked at Su Ye, his gaze icy. This was his vessel, the carrier he had raised, yet now it dared to refine his spiritual essence right in front of him.

Too arrogant.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Ye glared at the God Emperor. Since their relationship had already been laid bare, there was no way to return to the past. In any case, the other would not kill him, so why should he be timid? If he was going to refine it, he would naturally do it to his face.

The God Emperor did not want to bother with Su Ye. He looked at the Little Dream God Lotus, deciding to deal with the vessel after he consumed the Divine Herb Root. "I didn't expect that you could still use this kind of power today. But how many times can you perform it?"

"Twice."

The Lotus War Goddess was suffused with sacred radiance, transcendent and peerless. Silver light flowed along the silver armor on her body, resembling a galaxy.

Hum.

Light rain steamed, and a bright moon hung high.

Within that moon was a figure wearing white robes, like a Moon Fairy, ethereal and untainted. She stepped out from the Divine Moon, crossing the River of Time.

When the God Emperor saw that bright moon, his expression shifted slightly. These Sacrificial Spirits were truly more bizarre than the last; she was actually able to directly summon the power of her past self from the River of Time.

Su Ye watched the fairy in the moon, his expression lost. It was not that he was attracted by her beautiful figure, but that her ability was extremely profound.

"It seems there are still people in this world practicing my techniques," the Lotus War Goddess said softly, her gaze fixed on the figure in the moon. She had only been testing it just now, and she had not expected it to actually succeed.

To summon the power of the past from the River of Time was something even a powerful Sect Master could hardly achieve.

But Sacrificial Spirits were different.

Sacrificial Spirits possess formidable spiritual power and the strength of faith that can commune with the Great Dao of heaven and earth; as long as there are people in the world who believe in them, they will never truly perish, capable of traversing endless space and time to summon their own power.

Sacrificial Spirits do not gain the power of faith solely through offerings; practicing the techniques they have pioneered can likewise provide them with this strength.

However, these techniques must be created by the spirits themselves and simultaneously receive the recognition of heaven and earth; simply put, the rank of such a technique must be at least Heaven-tier.

"I am not that idiot."

The God Emperor said coldly, his internal power erupting as he unleashed a powerful precious technique, attacking the Lotus War Goddess to deny her the chance to cast her own.

The power of a Sacrificial Spirit is indeed formidable and strange, but they possess one glaring flaw: it requires a certain amount of time to execute those powerful precious techniques and divine abilities.

"Who are you calling an idiot?"

Su Ye roared in anger, glaring indignantly at the God Emperor. If you want to fight, then fight, why drag me into it? He felt a strong urge to rush up and beat the other man to a pulp.