Jianchen frowned slightly. He slowly glanced past everyone present before pausing on the figure of the Elven Godtree for a while. In the end, he looked at the formation created by one of the illusionary branches of the Elven Godtree. The formation connected the strands of souls of all the people seated on the War God Mountain, converting them into a wondrous energy that was channeled into the War God Hall.
However, Jianchen had no idea about the situation within the War God Hall. He could clearly sense that the War God Hall was even more powerful than the Beast God Hall. With his current senses, he was unable to infiltrate it at all.
Jianchen stared at the shining War God Hall for a while before a sliver of determination appeared in his eyes. With a single movement, he made his way towards the War God Hall.
The entrance to the War God Hall was still open. Jianchen was rather worried about Tie Ta, so he wanted to check on Tie Ta's situation. Although the war god of the Hundred Races was where the faith of all the people of the Hundred Races rested, the formation was just far too strange. Moreover, it was controlled by a mysterious tree. Jianchen needed to be cautious. After all, the same thing had happened to the White Tiger before.
"Sovereign Jianchen, do not approach the War God Hall!" The Holy Emperor of the Hundred Races all cried out as they rushed towards Jianchen in an attempt to stop him.
However, Jianchen had already arrived before the entrance of the War God Hall. He moved so quickly that the Holy Emperor could not compare to him.
"Sovereign Jianchen, the Soul-offering Ceremony has been disrupted. Not only will it cause extremely severe damage to the war god, but even the nine hundred and ninety thousand people on the War God Mountain will suffer a huge backlash. It will be difficult for them to recover." Seeing that they could not catch up to Jianchen, the Holy Emperor immediately communicated with him as quickly as they could. Their faces were filled with worry.
Jianchen paused and hesitated for a while before making his way towards the entrance of the War God Hall without any hesitation. Although Jianchen felt that the War God Hall was extremely powerful, the more powerful something was, the more difficult it was to control. He believed that no one present could completely control the divine hall, so they obviously could not unleash its power.
The moment Jianchen made his way towards the entrance, the Elven Godtree suddenly moved. With a flash of green light, a branch that was several meters thick extended from the Elven Godtree, sealing the entrance to the War God Hall.
Although the branch was illusory and completely condensed from life force, it made Jianchen stop.
Jianchen's eyes flickered with light. He suddenly turned around and looked at the Elven Godtree that reached into the clouds. His gaze gradually sharpened as if he wanted to see through the tree.
"I know you're worried about the war god's safety. Don't worry, the war god holds an extremely high position in the hearts of our God race. It's not something you can imagine. We definitely won't do anything that will harm the war god." An ethereal voice rang out in Jianchen's ears. The voice belonged to a woman. It was gentle, but it was filled with a sense of dignity.
Jianchen's expression immediately became stern. He expanded his divine sense in all directions while his heart was filled with vigilance. He had no idea where the voice was coming from.
"You're talking to me," Jianchen looked at the figure of the Elven Godtree nearby and said with a heavy voice.
"The Soul-offering Ceremony is extremely important to the war god. Failure is not an option. Do not set foot in the War God Hall before the ceremony is over, or not only will you not be able to help the war god, but the war god will also be injured because of you." The ethereal voice rang out again. Jianchen was still unable to find the source of the voice. With that, the branch that blocked the entrance to the War God Hall was pulled back.
Jianchen did not continue into the War God Hall. Instead, he stood there and stared at the Elven Godtree. He was certain that even if the person who had spoken earlier was not the tree, they were closely related to it.
"Who are you? Are you the spirit of the Elven Godtree?" Jianchen asked. He struggled to remain calm. He had never thought that there would be such an existence hidden among the Hundred Races.
It was impossible for it to be a Holy Emperor since he could not sense where the voice had come from.
"In three days, the Soul-offering Ceremony will end. I hope you do not interfere with the ceremony during that time, just in case it fails." The voice rang out again, ignoring Jianchen's question.
"Alright, I'll wait here for three days." Jianchen left the range of the War God Mountain and waited quietly outside. However, his gaze remained fixed on the ancient tree.
The Holy Emperor of the Hundred Races who did not participate in the ceremony all looked around in surprise and doubt. One of them could not hold back his curiosity and asked Jianchen politely, "Sovereign Jianchen, may I ask who you're speaking to? Is there a mysterious expert here that we cannot sense?"
Jianchen remained silent. He understood that he was probably the only one who could hear what the obscure voice had just said.
Three days later, all the souls had been converted into the wondrous power and poured into the War God Hall. The nine hundred and ninety thousand people of the Hundred Races who sat across the War God Mountain all opened their eyes. They were all pale, haggard, and extremely weak, but all of them were filled with excitement. They looked at the War God Hall with respect from the bottom of their hearts.
The figure of the Elven Godtree vanished as well. It turned back into a branch planted in the ground and was carefully stowed away by the Holy Emperor of the elven race. The vitality that filled the surroundings completely vanished with the disappearance of the figure of the Elven Godtree. Only the golden light from the War God Hall remained as bright as before, as if it was competing with the sun.
In a small half of the Wasteland Continent, the plants that were rapidly growing due to the vitality of the Ancient Elven God Tree's silhouette gradually withered after the infusion of vitality was cut off. Before long, they would all turn into withered grass.
"Looks like the Soul-sacrificing Ceremony has succeeded. The ancient method recorded in the records really is correct." The Holy Emperor of the Hundred Races were all excited. This was the second time he had used this ancient method in countless years that he had obtained it from the War God Hall.
Before the Holy Emperor of the elven race took away the branch that had conjured the figure of the Elven Godtree, Jianchen had checked it countless times with the senses of his soul. "It's just an ordinary branch. Aside from the terrifying vitality, it has no other secrets," Jianchen thought as he could not help but think of the original body of the Elven Godtree.
At this moment, a terrifying presence appeared from the War God Hall. Tie Ta, who was over three meters tall, walked out of the divine hall step by step with golden light shining around him. He was dignified, giving off a sense of might without being angry.
Jianchen looked at Tie Ta and smiled knowingly. Seeing Tie Ta's changes, he knew that his friend had truly matured.
This maturation was not due to an increase in strength or age. It was due to his temperament.
"Welcome back, War God."
Everyone on the War God Mountain, including the Holy Emperor, knelt towards Tie Ta. They showed respect from the bottom of their hearts as if they were welcoming a god.
Tie Ta ignored their kneeling. He looked at Jianchen. The two of them stared at each other from outside the War God Hall and outside the War God Mountain. A few seconds later, Tie Ta took a step and arrived before Jianchen in a single instance. He slapped Jianchen's shoulder heavily and smiled, "Jianchen, I never thought you'd come to the Wasteland Continent to find me so soon. I was undergoing the Soul-offering Ceremony a few days ago, so I was unable to sense the outside world.
Tie Ta was very strong. If it were not for the fact that Jianchen possessed the Chaotic Body and was not weak, he probably would not have been able to endure Tie Ta's strength.
"The Soul-offering Ceremony of the Hundred Races is very strange. It actually requires the souls of so many people. I was worried for you before and almost barged into the War God Hall. It's good that you're fine now," Jianchen smiled faintly.
"The Soul-offering Ceremony is very strange, but it has been passed down since ancient times. It condenses the souls of nine hundred and ninety thousand people to create the soul of the battle axe. Uncle A 'Ruijin went through this as well," said Tie Ta. Afterwards, the imprint on his forehead began to glow. A small, golden axe flew out from the imprint, turning into a majestic, golden axe in Tie Ta's hand.
"Only after coming to the Hundred Races did I learn that my weapon can only unleash its greatest power when it fuses with its soul. The battle axe I used before only had a form, but not a soul. The Soul-offering Ceremony before was to condense the soul of the battle axe, allowing the battle axe to fuse with its soul," Tie Ta said as he stared at the golden axe in his hand.
Jianchen looked at the axe. He could clearly sense the changes to the axe. It seemed to have become alive, and the pressure it gave off actually suppressed the soul a little more.
"Jianchen, let's go. Let's have a good gathering in the War God Hall." Tie Ta stowed the axe away and pulled Jianchen into the War God Hall.
No outsider had ever set foot in the War God Hall in all these years. Jianchen was the first.
Tie Ta and Jianchen chatted for a very long time within the War God Hall. As soon as they thought about how the two of them had once been students of Kargath Academy in the Kingdom of Gesun and how they had now become sovereigns of their race, they both sighed.
"Tie Ta, may I ask how much you know about the Elven Godtree?" Jianchen suddenly asked as he stared at Tie Ta in interest.
Tie Ta thought seriously for a while before replying, "I've only come to the Hundred Races recently, so I only have a rough understanding of the situation of each race. However, I do know a little about the Elven Godtree. It's said that the tree has existed for an extremely long time. Back when we were still living on the Beast God Continent and before uncle Ruijin was born, the Elven Godtree had already existed. It has always been a symbol of the elves. Afterwards, when we were defeated, the Elven Godtree moved from the Beast God Continent to the Wasteland Continent with us, turning the territory of the elves into a dense forest. It used its powerful life force to nourish the land, so it has never withered after all these years."
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