Martial God Asura

Chapter 6664: Chu Feng’s Weakness

“Jie Tianran, are you sure this will work?” the old entity inside Jie Tianran’s body asked.

“Elder, aren’t you the one who told me about how ingenious the Immemorial Divination Art is?” Jie Tianran replied.

“The other aspects of the Immemorial Divination Art are dog shit, but its forbidden art is ingenious. As long as you offer sufficient tribute, the forbidden skill will not just prophesy but offer you tangible help regarding what you’re asking about. But I don’t think the tens of millions of world spiritists you have are enough,” the old entity replied.

“It’s not just tens of millions of world spiritists. There are a hundred Heavenly Dragon World Spiritists as well, with two of them being at rank five,” Jie Tianran replied.

“That barely hits the mark in terms of spirit power, but a forbidden skill requires acts of taboo. Gathering eighty million infants would have worked far better than that,” the old entity said.

“Elder, it might not have hit the mark if they were outsiders, but the people I’m using as tribute are the pillars supporting our Seven Realms Sacred Mansion. They are essential to us. It tears my heart to use them as tribute as well. I’m sure the forbidden skill can sense our relationship and understand my pain.

“I’m already in a tough spot. I can’t let the situation continue as it is. I have to do something, even if the chances of success are bleak. That said, I think that there is a good chance of this working out,” Jie Tianran said.

“I’m not telling you to stop; I’m telling you to add to the tribute. But again, it might not make a difference. Forget it, let’s go with this,” the old entity said.

Jie Tianran placed the straw man inscribed with Chu Feng’s name into the Immemorial Divination Art’s scroll. He formed a hand seal, and the realm inside the scroll instantly unfurled and dyed the world red. The souls screaming in agony inside made it seem like a hellscape.

Something even more eerie happened. An ancient and bizarre voice echoed from the scroll, “What do you want?”

The voice was unnerving, as if it didn’t belong in this world. Even Jie Tianran tensed up.

Jie Tianran nervously replied, “Milord, this child is Chu Feng. He is competing with me over God’s Era. How can I defeat him? Where does his weakness lie?”

“Your tribute is inferior. There is a low chance of a successful prophecy. Do you want to proceed?” the terrifying voice echoed from the scroll.

“Milord, these are the fellow brethren from the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion. They are my beloved friends and brothers. There is no better tribute I can offer. I am counting on you, milord.”

It was rare for Jie Tianran to behave so respectfully. He wasn’t this polite even toward the old entity inside him.

“Mm,” the voice in the scroll replied.

The tens of millions of souls inside the scroll suddenly writhed with greater fervor while screaming in incomparable agony. A massive mouth that was big enough to devour a starfield had appeared within the scroll, and it was devouring everything within it.

Including the straw man inscribed with Chu Feng’s name.

Soon, the realm closed and reverted into a scroll. Countless runes flowed on the surface of the scroll like schools of fish.

Jie Tianran was nervous. The longer the prophecy took, the less effective it was. He hoped that the prophecy would appear as soon as possible. But looking at how faint the runes on the scroll were, he doubted that was likely.

“I remember how, when you prophesied Jie Ranqing’s future, everything went smoothly. The prophecy was out in the blink of an eye. That was the most perfect and accurate prophecy. But things are different this time around. The longer it takes, the less accurate the prophecy is. Jie Tianran, you shouldn’t harbor high hopes about this,” the old entity said.

“I was just giving it a try. I wasn’t expecting much from it. Ultimately, we still have to count on ourselves,” Jie Tianran replied as he looked toward God’s Era.

His instincts told him that God’s Era could change his fate. It could become the key to whether he could establish himself in the Ninth Galaxy. He couldn’t let that power fall into anyone else’s hand.

“Elder, I’ll be counting on you if Chu Feng defeats me in the fight for God’s Era. Please snatch that power over for me no matter the price. Otherwise, our journey in the Ninth Galaxy won’t be smooth sailing,” Jie Tianran said.

“You need not emphasize that, Jie Tianran. I know that we are in the same boat. I still have to rely on you. God’s Era’s power will be yours,” the old entity replied.

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Chu Feng and the others returned to the Ancestral Martial Spiritist Sect’s main city.

The first thing Chu Feng did upon returning was to find Sikong Changsheng to give him a portion of God’s Era’s powers, but he was unable to find the latter.

So, he looked for his aunt, Jie Baobao, Jie Shanxian, and Daoist Starseizer instead to treat them.

The results were satisfactory.

The energy further stabilized Jie Shanxian and Daoist Starseizer’s conditions. They were still unable to cultivate, but they could now live a healthy life, and their lifespans had been extended.

As for his aunt and Jie Baobao, the energy further healed their bodies, reconstructed their bloodlines, and repaired their dantian. Their lost spirit power wouldn’t return, but they could at least cultivate once more.

On the bright side, the energy had metamorphosed their bloodlines. With their current talent, they should be able to reach and surpass their previous levels easily. It could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he couldn’t help but lower his head in shame when he looked at Jie Shanxian and Daoist Starseizer.

“Chu Feng, this is a good thing. Why do you look so gloomy?” Jie Shanxian asked.

“Elder, I’ll restore your spirit power one day,” Chu Feng declared.

Chu Feng felt ashamed because he couldn’t help Jie Shanxian and Daoist Starseizer reclaim their spirit power.