Chapter 6745 Offering Technique
When two huge star diagrams appeared in the sky, an awe-inspiring, sacred aura radiated throughout heaven and earth. Every cultivator carrying the ox demon race blood felt their spirits surge.
A sacred qi flow started to gush out, igniting their bloodlines.
Xu Changchuan said, “Brother Long, when the Ox and Dipper constellations overlap, the qi current will reach its peak. That’s when our three races will compete for it with our strength. I’m worried the other two might make a move at that moment, so—”
“Don’t worry about it,” Long Chen replied.
Xu Changchuan smiled with relief. As long as Long Chen was here, he didn’t need to worry about such a thing.
“Yumo, send a message to the chiefs. Everyone has to lower down their defenses and focus on absorbing the qi flow,” transmitted Xu Changchuan.
Yumo was alarmed. “Are you sure about that? If we don’t reserve any strength, once our bloodline power stagnates—”
In past ceremonies, at least a third of their elite disciples would remain on guard to respond to sudden attacks. That way, there would be enough time to react to unexpected attacks.
But if everyone focused solely on absorbing the qi flow, a surprise assault would crush them in one go.
Both the Golden Horn and Rock Crystal races had their sights on the Fullmoon race. They could suddenly declare war at any moment.
“You don’t need to worry about it,” Xu Changchuan said, but he didn’t explain further.
Though confused, Yumo still relayed the order without hesitation.
The chiefs who received this order were stunned. Without defensive reserves, the Fullmoon race was leaving itself completely exposed.
“I’m impressed,” Long Chen said lightly. “Your Fullmoon race has quite a few hidden lines of communication.”
Xu Changchuan was baffled for a moment before realizing what Long Chen meant. Long Chen had already sensed multiple messages being sent beyond this place.
Xu Changchuan bitterly shook his head and replied, “We don’t have a choice. We even have problems within our internal structure, so we can’t control our subordinates.”
Just then, the two constellations in the sky layered on top of each other, and a golden flame ignited.
“Brother Long, I entrust this to you!” Xu Changchuan exclaimed.
The moment he formed hand seals, his essence rune lit up, and he entered a meditative state.
A cluster of flames in the sky seemed to feel a call and flew over to Xu Changchuan. The cluster fell on the top of his head and was devoured by an invisible energy.
Now, Long Chen could clearly sense a profound fluctuation from Xu Changchuan’s body.
The Fullmoon race’s camp quickly got to work. They ignited their essence runes and started to pull the flame seeds from the two constellations.
The Golden Horn and Rock Crystal camps reacted just as swiftly. Three separate currents of flame streamed toward the three factions.
The Fullmoon race’s side was clearly dominant. With every breath, hundreds of flame seeds flowed toward them.
However, that was not enough to split between all of them. Only the luckier ones managed to receive a flame seed.
Xu Changchuan had said that the ancestors of the Fullmoon race had devoutly offered sacrifices to the two constellations for countless years before eventually bringing other races into the rite.
That was why the Fullmoon race’s side was absorbing more of the qi flow.
The qi flow would gradually strengthen the karmic luck of the entire race. The benefits were indirect, slow, and subtle, and they offered no immediate breakthrough in personal strength.
After half an incense stick’s time, Xu Changchuan had absorbed over thirty flame seeds. Yumo had absorbed fifty-three. The others each gathered close to a hundred.
Long Chen gazed at the constellations overhead, lost in thought.
The starry sky was unimaginably vast. How many secrets lay hidden within it?
The Fullmoon race had forged a link with the Ox and Dipper constellations, treating them like a vault. They would deposit offerings and withdraw some fortune.
Now that the path of offering was lost, they were merely drawing out what their ancestors had stored, along with the accumulated returns.
What a pity. If the Fullmoon race hadn’t lost their method of reaching the stars, perhaps my astral energy could have entered a new stage.
Long Chen sighed.
Over the years, Long Chen had been using his own astral energy to pull in the astral energy from beyond the heavens.
However, he had not found a way of actually communing with those stars. While they selflessly provided their energy to him, Long Chen always felt like there was something missing between them.
The Fullmoon race’s offerings made him learn what exactly that was.
It was a cycle.
Long Chen’s astral energy formed a cycle with his Supreme Bone. His Supreme Bone formed a cycle with the starry sea in his Dantian. But his astral energy could not complete a cycle with the stars beyond the heavens.
He had only been taking, never giving. The Ox and Dipper constellations had revealed that missing link.
During this moment of enlightenment, a giant spatial gate suddenly opened. Countless blood-colored figures came pouring out and charged at the Fullmoon race.
“Fullmoon race, your ancestors massacred my Blood Spirit race! Today, it is our turn to get revenge!” shouted a lifeform with translucent wings.
He wore a blood-colored crown and held a blood-colored bow. The moment he appeared, he shot an arrow at Xu Changchuan.
Seeing this, Long Chen raised an arm and caught the arrow with his hand. To his surprise, this powerful arrow was actually made of normal wood.
“Spirit race?”
A sinister aura seeped from the arrow. It was undeniably Evil Spirit in nature.
Just as Yumo was about to get into her combat state, Long Chen shouted, “Everyone, focus on absorbing the qi flow. Leave this to me!”
Long Chen waved his hand, and the caught arrow suddenly flew out with even greater power than before. It was like a bolt of lightning.
BOOM!
The arrow exploded once it reached the blood-colored man, killing him along with hundreds of experts around him.
“Zhi Zhi, it’s your turn!”
The next moment, the earth exploded.
Countless vines stretched out like the devil’s tentacles, instantly devouring those from the Blood Spirit race.