Chapter 6216 Vermilion Bird Avatar
“What?!”
Everyone was shocked. Was the spear untouchable?
The man who had reached for it was now missing an arm. His blood splashed across the air as his body went flying. His aura plummeted, growing faint and unstable.
His face turned ashen. Not only had he failed, but the injury had crippled him. He had just lost his qualifications to compete for these two treasures.
Just then, a chain shot through the air like a silver serpent, wrapping around the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear.
Having seen the consequences, the new contender was far more cautious. But Long Biluo still didn’t so much as flinch.
The chain shuddered once it wrapped around the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear. Strange runes appeared on it. Following that, its aura started to dissipate.
BOOM!
The chain exploded into fragments. Despite being a precious artifact itself, it couldn’t withstand the spear’s power.
“The item-spirit was cursed to death!” Long Chen whispered from the shadows, stunned.
He had seen it clearly. The instant the chain touched the spear, a wave of curse energy surged forth and shattered the chain.
Now, Long Chen understood what had happened to that guy. His arm didn’t explode from touching the spear—he detonated it himself the moment he sensed the curse energy. If he hadn’t, he would have been cursed to death.
“Long Chen, you have to help me get it! If you let me devour it, I think the blood moon runes will be complete!” Evilmoon exclaimed upon seeing the spear.
“You want to devour it?” Long Chen asked, surprised.
Could Evilmoon really devour such a terrifying divine weapon?
“What? You aren’t willing to help?” snorted Evilmoon.
“...Alright,” Long Chen gritted his teeth. “If you can really absorb it, I’ll make sure you get it.”
In truth, he was a bit reluctant. The Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear was a supreme weapon—he had imagined having some fun with it or perhaps passing it to Gu Yang.
However, if Evilmoon wanted it, he couldn’t be stingy. After all, Evilmoon was his closest companion.
“Did you think the divine weapon of my Jiuli race could be touched by a bunch of ants?” Long Biluo scoffed, her tone full of disdain. “If any of you want it, go right ahead. I won’t stop you.”
Her calmness said everything. She had known from the start that no one else could claim the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear.
Evilmoon explained, “This Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear is strong, but its item-spirit was weakened by the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird’s resentment. Now that it has been removed from the body, it is still expelling curse energy. Anyone who touches the spear now will be helping it remove some curse energy. There’s no rush for us. In any case, that girl doesn’t dare to touch it either. We can keep waiting.”
Long Chen now understood why Long Biluo was in no rush. The Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear was untouchable for now.
“Long Chen, in a bit, you should use the old cauldron,” said Evilmoon suddenly.
“Senior is in slumber. How can I disturb it?” Long Chen frowned, surprised by this.
“It’s fine. We won’t be using its soul, just borrowing its body. We’ll smash the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear with it. It won’t cause any damage,” said Evilmoon.
“Are you sure you aren’t conning me?” Long Chen asked, looking serious.
This was not a joke. If his action worsened the Earth Cauldron’s predicament, he would make Evilmoon regret it.
“Although I loathe that old thing, do you think I’d actually harm it after everything it’s done for you? The Earth Cauldron’s physical body is unmatched. That spear might be a Divine Sovereign weapon, but it’s still just a toy compared to the cauldron.”
“If its body is so unmatched... then how did it get cut in half?” Long Chen asked suspiciously.
“Aiya, just trust me. When have I ever lied to you?” grumbled Evilmoon.
Long Chen paused. Evilmoon had tricked him before—but never about something this serious. And Evilmoon knew just how much the Earth Cauldron meant to him. It wouldn’t dare joke about this.
Just then, the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear and the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird’s corpse started to shine. That ferocious aura was still being released.
No one dared to move. Everyone could sense that now was not the time.
The resentment radiating from the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird was overwhelming. If anyone tried to seize its legacy while touched by that hatred, they’d never be chosen. The Vermilion Bird wouldn’t pass on its power to someone it cursed.
Its aura continued to build. Meanwhile, the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear’s divine runes were flashing rapidly, growing stronger by the second.
Everyone was holding their breath and waiting. They were waiting for the optimal moment to make their move.
Suddenly, the world started to shake. As the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird’s corpse quivered, they saw a shocking scene.
A blinding light burst from its body, and to everyone’s shock, it started to take shape.
“This is... it’s Yuan Spirit? It’s Yuan Spirit is still alive?!”
“No, that’s not a Yuan Spirit! It’s the Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird’s avatar!”
“Only Divine Sovereigns can condense avatars. But isn’t it dead? How can it condense an avatar?!”
The divine light condensed into a radiant Vermilion Bird, identical to the corpse on the ground. Primal chaos qi swirled around it. Slowly, its eyes opened.
The avatar raised its head and cried out. It was a soul-shaking cry full of rage and sorrow. Heaven and earth split open. This world of flames was shaking crazily.
It spread its wings wide, and flames of hatred exploded outward. Beams of divine light shot from its body, flying toward the nirvanic beads.
“It’s... trying to undergo nirvanic rebirth?!”
“No way... if it comes back to life after all these years, that would defy the very heavens!”
Shock and awe filled the air. This scene was beyond comprehension.
Unlike the other panicked experts, Long Biluo and Kun Wufa were surprisingly calm. It was as if everything was within their expectations.
The Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird seemed to be trying to absorb the energy of the nirvanic beads, but it was ultimately unable to form a connection with them.
“It’s no use,” Long Chen muttered, his chest tightening. “It’s already fully dead. It has no chance of rebirth. All it can do now is pass on its resentment.”
To undergo nirvanic rebirth, there had to be the slightest spark of life left. Sadly, this trace of life had been destroyed by the Eight Desolation Devil Subduing Spear over the years.
Suddenly, the avatar let out a heart-wrenching cry.
“Jiuli race, you betrayed your ancestors! Even in death, my Vermilion Bird race shall curse you!”
Its voice was full of sorrow and hate, and it echoed across the world like a curse written in fire. Then, its flames started to fade.
At the center of its forehead, a single blood bead slowly emerged.
“That’s... its innate bead!”
Long Chen’s heart pounded. Whoever obtained that bead would receive its full legacy.
“Kill!”
Just then, countless experts swarmed toward that bead at the same time.