You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 512 - 242: Heaven Cherishes Life, But I Do Not

Chapter 512: Chapter 242: Heaven Cherishes Life, But I Do Not

The Hall of the Master of War was filled with the incessant clashing of swords and spears.

Though only ruins and shattered statues remained, one could still feel the indomitable spirit of the Jiuli Race from ancient times, defying fate with heroic enthusiasm.

However, the beings occupying this place now showed none of that spirit of fighting heaven and earth.

On their faces, there was only fear, anxiety, and endless restlessness.

The King of the Nesting Bird gazed at the fragmented statue of the Commander Chiyou, their expression unreadable, standing in silent contemplation.

Beside them were the newly chosen kings from the Ear Rat, Juru, and Nuo tribes, all of whom were bewildered and panicked, having already lost the joy of their newfound kingship, their hearts filled with dread.

"Now that the human army has encircled us on all sides, cutting off our path of escape, when will the Ancestral God reveal divine miracles, unleash divine wrath, and help us repel the invaders?"

The three new tribal kings all turned their gaze towards the King of Nesting Bird, for among the original six old kings, the King of Spirit Beast had failed in their assault on Five Peaks Mountain and had yet to return; the other four had disappeared without a trace following the battle between the Void Sun Rat and Zhangg Xinwu.

Among the six old kings, only the King of the Nesting Bird was still alive and had brought back the news of the Ancestral God Void Sun Rat’s survival.

It was the King of the Nesting Bird who issued an oracle to gather the remaining forces of the six tribes, bringing everyone to the Hundred Battles Emperor’s Cave, claiming they should wait for the resurrection and return of the Void Sun Rat.

If not for this, they would have long surrendered to the Dongji Kingdom.

After all, the Dongji Kingdom has always treated captives well, and even if their tribes were scattered afterward, it was better than being exterminated entirely.

Whoosh~

A gust of Yin wind blew through, and the flames inside the Hall of the Master of War flickered with the wind. In that moment, the silhouette of the King of the Nesting Bird seemed consumed by darkness, constantly shifting shapes against the stone walls.

The King of the Nesting Bird remained still, turning half their face with a cold smile: "Do you truly hope the Ancestral God will return?"

"Of course!"

"Very well, now it’s time to prove your loyalty."

"How do we prove it?"

"As long as you offer your flesh and blood, I can return from the Spiritual Realm."

The King of the Nesting Bird cracked a smile, revealing two sharp fangs, as their crimson eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty light: "Come, help me return to the Mortal World!"

"Ah!"

"No!"

The new kings of the Ear Rat, Juru, and Nuo tribes, along with the powerful beings following them, cried out in agony as their flesh was forcibly drawn by the King of the Nesting Bird.

Although the King of the Nesting Bird was actually a giant bat demon fond of fresh flesh, this ability far exceeded what they were known to possess!

Just with a thought, they could extract the flesh of grandmasters.

"You are not the King of the Nesting Bird. Who are you really?"

"I am your Ancestral God, am I not?"

"Ancestral God!?"

The strong beings of the Ear Rat, Juru, and Nuo tribes felt a chill rise from the depths of their hearts. Though reluctant to believe it, they immediately understood that the King of the Nesting Bird in front of them had long been possessed by the Void Sun Rat.

Even the other tribal kings who supposedly died in the aftermath of the Divine War were likely killed by the Void Sun Rat, who was the true culprit!

"You should feel honored to become a part of my Divine Body and be with me."

The Void Sun Rat manipulated the body of the King of the Nesting Bird, beginning to voraciously devour the flesh of the strong beings of the Ear Rat, Juru, and Nuo tribes along with the fortune of their tribes, hastening its recovery.

"No! Spare our lives, Ancestral God!"

"Heh, the heavens have a virtue of nurturing life, I do not."

The Void Sun Rat laughed coldly: "Besides, soldiers are raised for a thousand days for use in a moment. The life I gave you, I now withdraw, and it is only fitting."

Soon a large amount of high-quality flesh gathered, expanding the Divine Body of the Void Sun Rat.

Previously, the Divine Body of the Void Sun Rat was completely destroyed by Zhangg Xinwu, and even its Divine Spirit was severely wounded, forcing it to use the Secret Technique of Substituting One Thing for Another to escape into the Spiritual Realm.

Then relying on descendants of bloodlines from the Spirit Beast, Manman, Nesting Bird, Ear Rat, Juru, and Nuo tribes as Spiritual Beacons, it returned from the Spiritual Realm to the Mortal World.

Yet without a Divine Body to bear it, the Divine Spirit could hardly remain long in the Mortal World; once the beacons in the Mortal World perished, its Divine Spirit might be trapped eternally in the Spiritual Realm, losing its way completely and ultimately succumbing to annihilation.

"It’s not enough! Far from enough!"

Though the Void Sun Rat devoured countless descendants, it was still insufficient to restore its cultivation and power, even less than one percent of its peak condition at the moment.

"Damn the War Emperor, damn Zhangg Xinwu for reducing me to this state!"

With Divine Power Like a Prison, anger brewed in the Void Sun Rat’s heart, provoking celestial phenomena. Around it, Primordial Qi transformed into a blood-red hellscape, emanating the aura of death.

"Hmm?"

The Void Sun Rat looked towards the entrance of the Hundred Battles Emperor’s Cave, its gaze piercing through numerous barriers, ultimately resting on Ye Qingzhou and their companions who had entered the Blood Arena.

"You came just in time to provide fresh flesh for me."

With but a thought, the Blood Prison descended from there.

Simultaneously, Ye Qingzhou immediately sensed the oncoming danger, and the Five-Colored Sword Light appeared behind them, taking the form of a dragon, soaring into the sky.

Roar~

Under the light of an illusory great sun, countless hideous and terrifying Corpse Ghosts seemed to crawl out from the depths of hell throughout the Blood Arena, letting out frenzied roars and launching attacks on any living creatures in sight.

The tens of thousands of Corpse Ghosts, lacking skin with exposed bones and muscles, exuded a bloody scent, causing one’s scalp to tingle.