1272: 876 Sacrifice 1272: 876 Sacrifice Boom!
Under the sacrifice of nurous Great Confucians, the power of the Spring and Autumn Brush had once again heightened a level.
Indistinctly, a cyan river, along with a dazzling sea of light, manifested behind it.
That cyan river was the River of Righteousness, ford from the righteous qi of Heaven and Earth.
And that dazzling sea of light was the Sea of Ti.
The Righteousness was the origin of the power of the Spring and Autumn Brush.
The Sea of Ti was precisely the embodint of the ability of the Spring and Autumn Brush, the foremost Innate Treasure in the sequence of ti!
Swoosh…
Brilliant light burst from the tip of the Spring and Autumn Brush, condensing into a line in mid-air, swiftly slashing towards the three Great Divine Transcendents of Jiuyuan.
This was the Light of Ti, also the sharpest light between Heaven and Earth!
As this line passed, the surging flood waters silently split into two, receding to either side, revealing a great passage.
No matter how the flood waters changed, whether hard or gentle, fast or slow…
in front of this strand of the Light of Ti, none of it was effective, effortlessly being parted, unable to thwart its advance.
In an instant, this strand of the Light of Ti appeared on Jiuyuan’s forehead.
“Not good!”
At this mont, Jiuyuan’s face drastically changed, truly feeling the threat of death.
In his perception, boundless darkness surged forth, threatening to engulf his future.
This was the symbol of impending doom!
He couldn’t fend off this blow from the First Emperor, and if he were truly pierced by this strand of the Light of Ti, he could very well et his end.
Even if he didn’t die imdiately, he would still be consud by the power of Ti in the years to co.
After all, without the help of a Saint or an Innate Treasure, the wound left by the Spring and Autumn Brush had nearly no chance of healing.
“Retreat!
Retreat!
Retreat!”
Realizing he couldn’t withstand this strike, Jiuyuan didn’t hesitate for a mont, abandoning even the great formation, imdiately withdrew trying to dodge the First Emperor’s fatal blow.
However, no matter how he dodged, to whichever direction in Xianyang he escaped, the distance between him and the strand of the Light of Ti never grew longer but actually drew ever closer.
He was already locked onto by this strike, and it wouldn’t rest until it struck him.
“Dayu, such clever tactics!”
“Human Race Confucians, you really are ruthless!”
Despair gradually appeared in Jiuyuan’s eyes, knowing that he couldn’t evade this strike, and today his fall was inevitable.
For he couldn’t see his future anymore; it was completely shrouded by darkness and nothingness.
And the reason why he encountered all this today wasn’t because he failed to account for the usage of the Spring and Autumn Brush by the First Emperor, but because he didn’t anticipate that those Human Confucians, who should have perished long ago, barely clung to life until now.
If not for their self-sacrifice, allowing the First Emperor to revive the full power of the Spring and Autumn Brush and the Spring and Autumn Annals, how could he possibly be defeated?
“I hate this!”
The hope of achieving enlightennt was right in front of him, but Jiuyuan could never see it; how could his heart not be filled with hatred?
“Dayu, you dream of killing !”
“Even if I die, I won’t let you have an easy ti!”
Just as the strand of the Light of Ti was about to hit Jiuyuan, his face suddenly showed a determined expression.
Being a Great Divine Transcendent, even faced with death, he quickly analyzed the most advantageous outco for himself.
He could die, but he definitely couldn’t let Dayu have any benefit.
He wanted his sacrifice to carry significant value.
“Guiyi, I endow all my power to you, to boost your strength to a higher level.”
“Rember, you must defeat Dayu, achieve enlightennt, cultivate into a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial, and then resurrect !”
With a great roar, Jiuyuan suddenly sacrificed himself, transforming into a supre power that surged into Guiyi’s body not far away.
Jiuyan knew he couldn’t survive, and with his death, the scales of victory would completely tip towards the First Emperor.
Just counting on Xuan Yuan and Guiyi, they were no match for the First Emperor, facing their execution was only a matter of ti.
This way, the trio’s plan not only utterly failed, but their bodies would beco nourishnt for the twelve Golden People, creating a top-tier ultimate weapon for the Human Race.
This was sothing Jiuyuan couldn’t bear to see.
Hence, he chose to sacrifice himself just before dying, using it to boost Guiyi’s power.
This way, although he perished, their collective power did not diminish and still held a possibility of defeating the First Emperor.
As long as Guiyi eventually overca the First Emperor and obtained the water genesis from him, plus the power of Jiuyuan, becoming a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial was an inevitable outco.
And as long as Guiyi could achieve enlightennt, rembering today’s event to repay this causal nexus, he would surely do everything possible to resurrect Jiuyuan.
Thus, although Jiuyuan missed the chance at enlightennt, he gained the favor of a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial and a smooth resurrection.
Such an outco, while not excellent, was still better than gaining nothing.
Rather than being killed by the First Emperor and benefitting the Human Race, only to end up with nothing, it was better to benefit his Dao companion, enhancing his strength, ensuring not all was lost.
This was Jiuyuan’s idea and also the most advantageous outco for him at the mont.
…
“Hmm?”
Seeing this scene, the First Emperor was about to intervene imdiately.
But a Great Divine Transcendent, when acting desperately, unleashed a power that even a Saint would frown upon; the Spring and Autumn Brush, powerful as it was, couldn’t stop Jiuyuan’s move in ti.
In that instant, with the addition of Jiuyuan’s power, Guiyi’s strength doubled, reaching the limit of a Great Divine Transcendent’s level, the realm of a Sub-Saint.
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