Chapter 4587
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According to his previous calculations, six hundred Desolate Crystals should be enough for his cultivation to reach peak second-level Divine Master.
In that case, three thousand Desolate Crystals would be enough for him to break through to third-level Divine Master.
But now, the number of Desolate Crystals he needed for his cultivation had exceeded his own expectations.
In total, three thousand Desolate Crystals would not be enough for him to break through to third-level Divine Master. He needed even more Desolate Crystals.
This was not good news for him.
Desolate Crystals were hard to find and extremely precious. They could only be found in the universe ruins. Divine Master experts would usually refine them directly, and each piece they used was one less piece.
This was because treasures like Desolate Crystals could only be continuously produced in the Desolate Continent of the previous era. The universe ruins no longer had the conditions to produce Desolate Crystals.
This meant that one day, when the universe ruins were completely excavated and all Desolate Crystals were excavated, Divine Master experts would find it difficult to raise their cultivation.
Without Desolate Crystals, first-level Divine Master would be the peak of cultivation. It would be difficult to raise one's cultivation level after breaking through.
Desolate Crystals, Desolate Crystals, there's probably a lot of Desolate Crystals in the ancestral mountain. Unfortunately, I can't enter!
Lu Ming sighed inwardly.
He could not do what the Celestial Race did and cut off the lifeline of the ancestral mountain to enter.
This was equivalent to destroying an entire race. Moreover, the Yan Race was also part of the human race.
At worst, he could just search for Desolate Crystals elsewhere.
Time passed quickly. Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ming's cultivation was still at late-second-level Divine Master. As for Qiuqiu, although it was cultivating with all its might, it was still at third-level Divine Master and had not reached fourth-level Divine Master.
This day was the biggest festival of the Heavenly Star Continent that occurred once every ten years. Almost all the Yan Race members had to rush to the nearby large cities to worship the ancestral mountain.
This was a festival that the Yan Race had passed down for dozens of stellar years. It was already ingrained in their bones and souls. Even gods could not make them give up on this festival.
Moreover, this festival would only take a few days at most. Moreover, it happened once every ten years, so the Celestial Race could not be bothered with it.
If they meddled too much, it might affect the Yan Race's faith in them.
Lu Ming used the Great Imitation Art to disguise himself as a Yan Race member and arrived at a large city near the Abyssal Abyss.
He wanted to see if the plan was going smoothly.
This big city was called Lake City. It was one of the top big cities in the entire Stellarsky Continent.
On this day, all the Flame Race clansmen in the villages and towns around Lake City had gathered at Lake City.
In an empty area north of Hu City, there was already a sea of people.
In the center of the open space, an incomparably huge altar had already been set up.
"Let the ritual begin!"
An old man announced.
Everyone knelt down, their mouths silently muttering strange words. These were the words of sacrifice.
The ritual lasted for about three hours before it ended.
Once the ceremony was over, they could disperse.
"Everyone, wait a moment!"
Suddenly, a loud shout reverberated throughout the entire place.
Then, several figures flew up and stood in the sky.
At the scene, everyone looked at these people curiously, not knowing what they were going to do.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is something about the gods that I would like you to take a look at!"
After a middle-aged man finished speaking, a crystal stone appeared in his hand.
Lu Ming recognized that this was precisely the Resting Shadow Stone.
It seemed that these people were all God-Defying.
The middle-aged man injected power into the Resting Shadow Stone. Immediately, the video of the Heavenly Human Race cutting off the lifeline with the power of faith appeared. Also, what they said at that time was clearly heard by everyone present.
All the Flame Race clansmen stared at the video.
Gradually, their chests heaved up and down, their bodies trembled, and their eyes were filled with confusion.
After a while, the video ended.
"How can this be? How can this be? Are these the gods? "
"They're destroying the Mountain of Ancestors. They're cutting off the lifeline of the Mountain of Ancestors?"
"They asked us to believe in them and pray for them so that they can collect our power of faith and cut off the lifeline of the Mountain of Ancestors?"
"How can this be? They're gods! "
There was an uproar. Countless people were discussing and yelling in disbelief. They felt that their faith had collapsed.
It was very uncomfortable to believe in something that they had believed in all their lives. Once it collapsed, they would need time to adjust.
"No, that's not right. How do we know if this is true? Maybe it's fake? Are you God-Defying? Are you trying to slander the gods? "
Someone yelled. Some die-hard fans of the gods still chose to believe in the gods.
"This is the video. It's absolutely true. How can we fake it? Besides, you've seen the video. Those so-called gods showed such powerful power. If that power isn't real, how can we fake it? "
One of the God-Defying shouted.
"Besides, we'll know if it's fake when we go to the Mountain of Ancestors. Besides, when the lifeline of the Mountain of Ancestors was cut off, did you have a feeling that a disaster was coming?"
Another God-Defying shouted.
"A feeling of a disaster? Yes, I did. It was on that day …"
"Me too …"
Countless people yelled.
Their timing actually matched up. Almost at the same time, they had a feeling that a disaster was about to befall them.
"The lifeline of the Mountain of Ancestors is the fate of the Flame Race. It's connected to all of us. When the lifeline is cut off, all of us can feel it. Don't you believe me now?"
A God-Defying shouted. His voice was heard everywhere.
Lu Ming's lips curled into a smile. He knew that he had succeeded.
As expected, the confusion in the eyes of many Flame Race members gradually disappeared. It was replaced by anger.
"Bullsh * t! What gods? They're all fake. They're lying to us!"
"They won't lead us to prosperity. They'll only bring us destruction!"
"I won't believe in them anymore!"
"Me too!"
"Let's go back and smash their statues!"
Countless members of the Yan Clan roared and scattered like a swarm of bees. They went back to smash the deity statues.
That was happening all over the Heavenly Star Continent.
In the giant cities on the Heavenly Star Continent, countless Flame Race members lost their faith in the Heavenly Human Race. They smashed the statues angrily.
Yeling Tianshou and the others had been living near the Mountain of Ancestors. They were waiting to collect enough power of faith to cut off the second lifeline.
At this moment, the power of faith that they had gathered suddenly disappeared without a trace. This startled all of the Celestial Tribe members.
"What's going on? What's going on? "
Yeling Tianshou yelled.
"Lord Tianshou, not only did the power of faith we collected disappear, but so did the follow-up power of faith. The channels connecting us to the statues were also cut off!"
A fifth-level Divine Master Heavenly Human Race elder reported.
"Send someone to find out what's going on!"
Yeling Tianshou yelled.
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