Chapter 708 - 286: The Truth! (Part 2)
The ten people who had just returned went back on the spear ship and were still adjusting their state.
Back then, Shen Can was already at Tier Five, and upon seeing the Profound Bird Divine Statue for the first time, he was still mystically attracted and felt a sense of worship, let alone these Divine Treasure Martial Artists.
One team after another of Divine Treasure Martial Artists continuously entered the Profound Bird Divine Hall, and those kneeling Holy Envoy Race members felt as if the sky was about to fall.
Even though they were suppressed on the ground by the vast pressure, most of the Holy Envoy Race members were still struggling continuously, their legs and feet rubbed bloody by the earth and stones, but they didn’t care, their eyes fixed on the direction of the altar, murmuring the Holy Spirit.
As more and more people entered the Bird’s Nest Divine Hall, those who didn’t go in later stopped asking what exactly was inside the hall.
Everyone had sensed that there was a great mystery in the existence of the Holy Envoy Race’s sacrifices.
Those who returned were calming their minds.
Almost everyone felt the same; at first glance at the Profound Bird Divine Statue, there was a thought of worship.
This sense of worship permeated directly into the heart, beguiling the mind, and even had the power to distort the will.
If no one had pulled them back, they all felt that they would fall into it, completely controlled by the Divine Statue.
After more than two thousand four hundred Divine Treasure Martial Artists had entered the Bird’s Nest Divine Hall, they sat cross-legged on the spear ship, some frowning, some sighing, and some dazing... exhibiting a myriad of different expressions.
Those who could cultivate to the Divine Treasure Realm each belonged to the elite one in hundreds of thousands.
The Holy Envoy Race, the Profound Bird Divine Statue... some things could be easily deduced.
The Holy Envoy Race, having passed down through so many years, naturally had the clan records documented in journals, not to mention there were so many Holy Envoy Race martial artists here.
Moreover, as Divine Treasure Martial Artists, their Divine Sense was already considered strong, and although it might be a bit difficult to perform a soul search on those of the same tier, it was still easy to soul search beings below the Divine Treasure.
The truth, Shen Can didn’t plan to tell, but let them find it themselves.
Having said that, Shen Can raised his hand and picked up the Breaking Spear, landing himself on the altar.
The ship formed by the Breaking Spear was retracted, and everyone operated their blood energy, descending toward the Ancient Trees below.
Yan Jiang reacted quickly, rushing towards the largest ancient trees in the jungle, on which hung several giant bird nests.
The others gradually reacted, some rushing towards the Holy Envoy Race of the Divine Treasure Realm.
Without the pressure of the Golden Crow Spear Ship, a portion of the Holy Envoy Race on the ground got up, only to be suppressed by the numerous Divine Treasure Martial Artists.
The dozen or so remaining Divine Treasure members of the Holy Envoy Race didn’t make much of a splash and were subdued on the spot.
"Speak, what secrets do you have!"
"You defy the Holy Spirit, you will not die well!"
"You are no more than ants nurtured by the Holy Spirit, dare..."
A Holy Envoy from the Divine Treasure Realm didn’t finish speaking before receiving a slap.
"We are nurtured ants, what do you count as?"
"We are servants of the great Holy Spirit, long since not like your weak bloodline bodies. When the Holy Spirit returns, not only will you die, but your tribes and heritages will be destroyed, nothing will be left!"
Yun Jiang’s face twitched, it was painful, he felt he was going to be torn apart.
He didn’t understand!
Why would the dignified Holy Envoy Race be silently slaughtered by a bunch of shepherded ants entering their clan land.
Their clan land had long been sealed.
Back then, not even the Beast King from the Giant Mountain Range could break their mountain gate, yet how could a bunch of ants from Yongyi, whom they looked down upon, open the Grotto Heaven of the Holy Envoy Race.
How did it come to this, we are the Holy Envoy Race!
And the great uncle on the altar, why hasn’t he shown up from beginning to end.
"Great uncle, could you be scared stiff!"
Finally, feeling the extreme pain, Yun Jiang shouted towards the altar.
The great uncle guarding outside the Divine Hall, how could he allow a bunch of nurtured Human Race people to enter the hall, it was an insult to the great Holy Spirit.
"Come quickly, look here!"
"These birdmen have been nurturing us for thousands of years!"
"We are actually the nurtured ones!"
The journals and beast hide scrolls unearthed from several giant bird nests caused many Divine Treasure Martial Artists to explode.
Each of them looked incredulously at the clan record journals of the Holy Envoy Race.
Someone murmured, turned around, and rushed down to grab a Holy Envoy Race martial artist.
After all, as Divine Treasure Martial Artists, although they had previously heard of the Holy Envoy Race capturing sacrifices in Yongyi, they thought it wouldn’t happen to them and naturally held an indifferent attitude.
But now seeing they were the nurtured ones, it made it a bit unbearable.
"Speak quickly!"
"You are merely the blood food nurtured by the great Holy Spirit, and we of the Holy Envoy Race are shepherds for the great being."
The Tier Three Holy Envoy, facing the pressure from the Lord Divine Treasure, still sneered as he spoke.
"The nurtured livestock are rebelling!"
Anyway, it’s all death, naturally speaking without any scruples.
"You are just blood food, a bunch of ignorant guys."
"Proudly complacent with your trivial strength, thinking you’re strong when you’re just frogs in a well."
"When the Holy Spirit returns, you will all ultimately become the blood food for the Holy Spirit."
Some started soul-searching the Holy Envoy Race, and the search revealed a silent truth greater than words could express.
Finding the truth themselves was so much more impactful than Shen Can saying it personally.
"Since the Holy Spirit is so powerful, why hasn’t there been a manifestation for so long?"
Some Lords began searching, wanting to find more truth from the clan record journals of the Holy Envoy Race.
Unfortunately, regarding the matter of the Marquis Yongshan’s campaign against the Profound Bird eight thousand years ago, there was little record in the Holy Envoy Race’s journals.
The events from eight thousand years ago were also a mystery to the Holy Envoy Race, who endlessly sacrificed and prayed for the great Holy Spirit to manifest again, not once thinking to explore carefully why the Holy Spirit hadn’t manifested.