The Spiritual Energy Revival Began in Zhangjiajie

237: Chapter 227 Ancient SaintsChe Yi was incredibly excited; his hands trembled as he reached toward the fallen saint flower.

At this moment, his devotion to the Holy Ancestor had reached its Peak.

The Holy Ancestor had not only saved the Vagada Civilization but was also about to allow the birth of its second Saint.

The Vagada Civilization would once again step onto the Peak.

But at the very moment his hands touched the fallen saint flower, his expression suddenly froze.

Immediately after, a wave of panic appeared on his face.

Deep within his Soul, an eternal aura that transcended everything suddenly emanated.

”No... Holy Ancestor... No... How could this be...”

High Priest Che Yi’s expression was filled with terror, his devotion completely gone, his voice trembling with horror.

He even attempted to mobilize the power of the Law within his body to block this eternal aura.

But unfortunately, it was completely useless.

This eternal aura existed deep within his Soul; one could even say it had long since become one with his Soul.

The eternal aura grew stronger and stronger!

The power of the Law shook everything, surging through space to cut down all in its path!

With High Priest Che Yi’s strength, he was fundamentally unable to block this eternal aura.

”No...”

Che Yi let out a roar of unwilling rage!

But it was all in vain.

In just a few moments!

The look in his roaring eyes suddenly changed!

As if a divine light that had been silent for eons was re-emerging, his gaze turned into a sheet of ice-blue, bone-chillingly cold like the eternal frost of the ages.

”I accept your devotion!”

An indifferent voice, high and mighty like a god looking down upon heaven and earth, rang out from Che Yi’s mouth.

This was already a different voice.

The ice-blue gaze swept forward; when it saw the cross-legged figure, it paused slightly before immediately focusing on the fallen saint flower.

”Good! Good! Good!”

”In this way, I am even closer to my expectations!”

A strange glint flashed in the eyes of Che Yi—no, rather, the Blue Water Ice Saint, Odres.

His body jolted, and the most advanced armor of Vagada was instantly shattered into pieces, falling bit by bit to the ground.

He glanced at the armor fragments, unconcerned.

Although he had just awakened, the Saint stage primarily resided within the Soul.

If the Soul is eternal, then strength is eternal.

”The methods I left behind back then actually allowed me to revive; those thousands of years of planning were not in vain!!”

”It is a bit of a pity about Che Yi’s devotion, though!”

”But without his devotion, this wandering Soul of mine would not have continued to grow!”

After his lamentation!

He looked at the fallen saint flower, hesitated for a moment, and still did not pick it!

”First, I’ll go see how the methods I left back then are doing!”

”This time, a Saint stage expert has been lured here; I hope no accidents occur!”

Then he turned and left.

He flew directly toward a certain location within the inner world of the Astral Behemoth.

Soon.

He arrived at a place of flesh and blood.

Massive blood vessels were like walls that blotted out the sky, but in Odres’s eyes, he could tell at a glance that they were indeed blood vessels.

Following the blood vessels that seemed to have no end, he soon found something that looked like a mountain Peak.

This mountain-like giant object was diamond-shaped and incredibly massive.

It exuded a heavy and awe-inspiring aura.

This was the heart of the Astral Behemoth.

Odres landed on the heart, looking like an ant.

He looked down at the heart beneath his feet, a trace of daze flashing in his eyes.

As if falling into long-forgotten memories.

Back then, he had been pushed to the brink of death by this Astral Behemoth.

But as a very famous and powerful Saint, how could he be willing to die?

Furthermore, if he hadn’t just fought a great battle with the Demons and wasn’t at his Peak strength, how could he have been forced into a life-and-death struggle by a single Astral Behemoth?

In the end, he was forced to leave behind some methods and perish together with the beast.

”Vast amounts of time have passed; I wonder if it is still as intact as I originally envisioned!?”

Odres pondered for a moment.

He suddenly tapped out.

An ice-blue spear of ice abruptly appeared.

The next moment, the ice spear thrust directly forward!

The rapidly spinning ice spear instantly drilled a hole in the mountain-like heart wall!

Not a single drop of blood appeared in the hole, leaving only dried black matter.

Odres was not surprised at all and jumped directly into the hole.

The Astral Behemoth’s body was unimaginably massive, and the hearts within were vital organs.

Generally speaking, as their size increased, the number of hearts an Astral Behemoth had would also increase.

Just like the Astral Behemoth before him, it had hundreds of thousands or even millions of hearts within its body.

The internal blood vessels were intricate and complex.

But fortunately, his methods back then were latent within every single heart of the Astral Behemoth.

Odres soon entered the heart.

Even though this was just one of the beast’s hearts, its volume was boundlessly large.

It was not even smaller than a mountain Peak.

But now.

The interior of this mountain was completely empty.

The scenes of boiling blood from the past were gone.

Only some dark stains remained at the bottom, looking like blood residue.

Odres’s figure flickered repeatedly as he sped forward.

Soon, he entered an open area.

Inside, ravines crisscrossed like cliffs and precipices.

The Ventricle!

This was the center of the heart.

Odres’s figure flashed, and he stopped directly at the edge of a flesh-and-blood cliff.

The flesh here had long since lost its vitality, turning into pitch-black rock.

Odres’s gaze was not on the flesh-rock, but was instead fixed intently on the mid-air of the cliff.

There, a mass of gray mist was suspended.

That mass of mist was extremely strange.

It would fluctuate every now and then.

If one looked closely, they could even see some terrifying faces struggling to emerge on the surface of the mist.

At this moment, if Ji Yebai were here, he would likely recognize this mist on the spot.

Devilish Qi!

And it wasn’t just any ordinary Devilish Qi.

This mass of energy seemed like a living creature; even after vast amounts of time had passed, it still preserved its activity.

And this trace of activity caused this mass of energy to fluctuate at long intervals.

Every time the energy fluctuated, billions of wailing and mourning faces of living beings would appear on its surface.

These faces wailed incessantly, as if in extreme agony.

The faces would emerge and then sink back into silence.

Every time the billions of faces appeared, they were different.

In just a short moment, batch after batch had been replaced.

”Breath of the Demon God!”

Odres looked at this mass of energy, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Demon Gods are high-level existences among the Demons.

Demons are divided into low-level, mid-level, and high-level. Above high-level, there is the Demon God level.

A Demon God is equivalent to a Saint stage among the creatures of the Universe.

This sliver of the Breath of the Demon God was something Odres had plundered from a Demon God he had slain back then!

That was in a battle before the one with the Astral Behemoth.

After Odres killed the Demon God, his own body also suffered from the remnants of the Demon God’s attack.

This was the fundamental reason why Odres was forced by the Astral Behemoth to choose mutual destruction.

He had to suppress the Devilish Qi of the Demon God within his body while simultaneously contending with the Astral Behemoth.

”How ironic!”

”I have slain countless Demons, yet in the end, I can only be reborn because of the Breath of the Demon God!”

”This truly is...”

”Sigh!”

Odres sighed softly, filled with emotion.

When he died back then, at the final moment, he forcibly refined the Breath of the Demon God and struck it into the heart of the slain Astral Behemoth!

At the moment of death, he planted a method.

He separated a sliver of his Soul and merged it into the Breath of the Demon God.

Saint stage beings have Souls tainted with the Law, possessing an inherent eternal aura.

As long as the Soul is not extinguished, there are many ways to resurrect!

He refined the Breath of the Demon God, and that sliver of Soul merged into it, also acquiring the infectivity and immortality of the Devilish Qi!

With this sliver of Soul remaining unextinguished, combined with the pious faith of the Vagada Civilization, he gradually woke up from the dead silence and re-condensed a sliver of his Soul.

This newly condensed Soul lay latent within Che Yi’s body.

While guiding him to grow continuously, it also secretly utilized Che Yi’s body to prepare for its own revival.

”Now, it is time to prepare for a complete revival!”

Odres felt the sliver of Soul within the Breath of the Demon God.

Whether it was the sliver of Soul currently in Che Yi’s body or the Breath of the Demon God spread across the hundreds of thousands of hearts of the Astral Behemoth, they were all individual slivers of his Soul.

Although they were Souls, they were not a complete whole.

Only by gathering these Soul filaments and condensing a truly complete Soul could Odres be considered truly revived from the dead silence.

However!

Was a Soul tainted by the Breath of the Demon God still his own Soul!?

On this point, even someone as proud as Odres was somewhat uncertain!