Human Clan Defender-Chapter 702 - s 57 to 60 - Abundant Harvest, Void Heart Sutra (Four-in-One, Request for Monthly Tickets)_5

Many Barbarian Clan Warriors bowed in unison. "We have made our decision! Please bestow upon us your Dharma, Our God!"

"Good!" The Barbarian God nodded in satisfaction.

Then, his voice deepened. "Focus your minds! Concentrate fully, and do not slacken in the slightest!"

Having said that, the Barbarian God's fingers split, and a droplet of Divine Spirit Blood separated directly from them.

As soon as the Divine Spirit Blood appeared, a terrifying might erupted within the great hall. In the face of that might, everyone involuntarily bowed, their faces filled with awe. Divine Spirit Blood! It inherently contained an endless might that others simply couldn't resist. This was especially true because the Barbarian Clan was created by the Barbarian God; His divine bloodline held a great suppressive power over ordinary Barbarians.

With the Divine Spirit Blood thus divided, the next instant, the Barbarian God waved his hand.

A single droplet of Divine Spirit Blood divided into dozens of portions, all flying towards those Barbarian Clan Warriors.

As the blood fell upon them, all the Barbarian Clan Warriors shuddered violently, as if enduring some kind of extreme pain. Subsequently, faint golden glows emanated from all their bodies.

Some of these glows were dazzling, while others were considerably dimmer. Seeing the dimmer glows, the Barbarian God couldn't help but shake his head.

The intensity of the golden light represented the firmness of their faith. The stronger the golden light, the firmer the faith. To become a Spirit Warrior, firm faith was a necessary prerequisite. Without it, one absolutely could not withstand the power of the Divine Spirit.

As expected, in less than a quarter of an hour, a Barbarian Clan Warrior let out a miserable scream as his physical body exploded. Flesh and blood flew everywhere; the scene was rather gruesome.

However, the Barbarian God's expression remained unchanged. He had already stated that those with wavering faith were not qualified to become Spirit Warriors. Since these individuals insisted on taking the gamble, they should have been prepared for failure.

Following the death of the first Barbarian Clan Warrior, a second soon followed, then a third... One after another, Barbarian Clan Warriors with unsteady faith had their physical bodies rupture before the Divine Spirit Blood, their flesh and blood scattering.

At this moment, there was no distinction between Grandmaster Martial Artists or experts of the Extreme Realm. All whose faith was not firm exploded and perished. If there was any difference, it was merely the length of time they could endure.

In less than half a day, half of the several dozen Barbarian Clan Warriors had already fallen. The remaining half were still struggling to endure.

After a full day, only thirteen of the dozens of Barbarian Clan Warriors remained.

By now, the expressions of agony had vanished from the faces of these thirteen Barbarian Clan Warriors. Faint golden patterns had appeared on their skin, giving them an extraordinary appearance.

After a long while, the golden light receded, and powerful auras erupted from these individuals.

That might caused the expressions of both Iggs and the Barbarian Emperor to change drastically. The two could sense that the thirteen Barbarian Clan Warriors before them had advanced by leaps and bounds, seemingly reaching an unfathomable realm.

Quickly, the thirteen Barbarian Clan Warriors knelt on one knee in unison.

"We greet you, Our God!"

"All of you, rise." The Barbarian God looked at the thirteen Spirit Warriors, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

That thirteen individuals could become Spirit Warriors was already a surprise to him. Spirit Warriors were not beings comparable to ordinary existences. Bathed in Divine Spirit Blood and combined with the Power of Faith, once they successfully transformed, their strength became exceptional.

Classified by the realms of Ancient times, every one of these thirteen Spirit Warriors was a powerhouse at the Semi-Saint Realm. What was a Semi-Saint? It was an existence equivalent to having one foot in the Saint Realm.

Moreover, any Spirit Warrior could, at a critical moment, borrow the power of the Divine Spirit to unleash might far exceeding their own. Even though the cost for this was enormous, it also indirectly demonstrated the potency of the Spirit Warriors.

Back in Ancient times, the Barbarian God had personally cultivated a group of Spirit Warriors. Regrettably, in the subsequent wars against the Demon Evil, all Spirit Warriors perished. Not until this moment had he cultivated a new batch.

For such a vast Barbarian Clan, producing thirteen Divine Spirit Warriors was already an exceedingly difficult feat. After all, the prerequisite to become a Divine Spirit Warrior alone eliminated ninety-nine percent of the people. According to the Barbarian God's original plan, for such a vast Barbarian Clan, cultivating three or four Spirit Warriors would have been sufficient.

These thirteen far exceeded his expectations. Therefore, the Barbarian God was in quite a good mood.

"Becoming Spirit Warriors is only the beginning. Next, I shall bestow upon you the cultivation Dharma for Spirit Warriors. Whoever is first to break through to the Saint Realm shall be the First Warrior. The First Warrior will be granted a droplet of Divine Spirit Blood!"

Upon hearing this, all the Spirit Warriors were visibly thrilled. Having been bathed in Divine Spirit Blood and undergoing their transformation, they already understood the power of the Divine Spirit Blood. If they could receive another droplet, they would undoubtedly become even stronger. Thus, the Barbarian God's promise made these Spirit Warriors so ecstatic.

Iggs and the Barbarian Emperor, watching from the side, were filled with envy. A single gift from the Divine Spirit had allowed these individuals to transform to such an extent. If they too could receive such a gift, they would undoubtedly undergo a qualitative change.

But neither Iggs nor the Barbarian Emperor dared to broach the subject. The might of a Divine Spirit was unfathomable. A wrong word could have severe consequences.

Just as the two were secretly envious, a thought stirred in the Barbarian God's mind, and an intention from his Divine Sense descended upon the thirteen Spirit Warriors.