Chapter 643 - 260: Neighboring
It used to be unthinkable to curse the Holy Spirit, but with the Great Witch Priest ending up in such a dismal state, the majestic image of the Holy Spirit in his heart was gradually being worn away.
Since he became the Great Witch Priest of the Holy Envoy Race, he hadn’t seen the Holy Spirit manifest. All records of the Holy Spirit’s majesty were passed down through generations.
If no accidents had occurred, he might have remained a loyal servant to the Holy Spirit for his entire life.
But now...
At Ao Mountain, he was beaten into a state of fragmented soul. It would be understandable if the Holy Spirit didn’t manifest at that time, but after the Holy Spirit did manifest some wonders, it still couldn’t even kill a Tier Five Human Race member or ensure the stability of his fragmented soul.
When the Holy Spirit first manifested its wonders, the Great Witch Priest was overjoyed, but the subsequent disappointment was just as immense, shattering the Great Witch Priest’s devout faith in the Holy Spirit.
The majestic Holy Spirit, is that all?
The majestic Holy Spirit, in the heart of the Great Witch Priest, was thus pecked away by the Grey Feathered Eagle.
The once dignified Great Witch Priest of the Holy Envoy Race, oh no, now he was a frail female eagle among the lowly-blooded Grey Feathered Eagle clan.
Now, his life was over.
From the Great Witch Priest of the Holy Envoy Race to a female Grey Feathered Eagle, though both are birds, they are worlds apart.
If I had known it would come to this, I might as well have died at Ao Mountain.
A Tier Five Great Witch can create a Sea of Witch Gods, similar to a Martial Dao’s Divine Treasure, but his advancement to Tier Five was through the Holy Spirit’s benevolence.
Because it wasn’t a normal promotion, he didn’t form a true Sea of Witch Gods.
He thought that this was also the reason why his Divine Soul started to disperse after being shattered. Without a physical body to bear the Divine Soul, it would quickly dissipate into the world unless one could use the method of sacrifice to channel a Sacrificial Artifact and transform into a Sacrificial Spirit.
But in those circumstances, he could only choose the Grey Feathered Eagle.
It was precisely this choice that led him down the path of doom; even a Great Witch with a Sea of Witch Gods would have only one chance to seize another’s body for his own when his physical body was shattered.
In other words, he might spend the rest of his life in a cave, incubating eggs.
It wasn’t for lack of resistance; looking at the few remaining feathers on his body and his scarred appearance, the Great Witch Priest felt cold in his heart.
A frail low-tier bloodline eagle body couldn’t bear his Divine Soul. Over the years, much of his Divine Soul had dispersed.
Now he barely adapted to this body, but he was still a long way away from wanting to control the body to exert strength.
This Grey Feathered Eagle of lowly bloodline can only advance to Tier Three at most, and even if his Divine Soul transformed it for a potential Tier Four advancement, the dream of Tier Five was shattered.
Coo, coo!
At this moment, two Grey Feathered Eagles looking at the Great Witch Priest made cooing sounds from their throats, and then their sharp beaks pecked at the Great Witch Priest.
The Great Witch Priest, already with few feathers, had several tufts pecked off immediately.
He dared not resist; otherwise, more Grey Feathered Eagles would rush in to peck him.
"I will slaughter you beasts in a blood sacrifice one day."
"Damn Holy Spirit, no power, why the hell did you grant such a pathetic blessing?"
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Holy Envoy Race’s Clan Land.
On the Profound Bird Stone Statue outside the altar, mystical waves began to glow. Shen Can, using the Three-Headed Secret Technique, and after a round of deduction, finally transformed this statue into a clone.
Soul power surged into the interwoven Witch Runes inside the statue, enveloping it.
The statue, now turned into a clone, still couldn’t move. It’s not that his secret technique was ineffective, but the foundation of the statue destined it to be just a rock.
The statue was left, of course, to guard the Profound Bird Divine Hall. In case the Holy Spirit awakens one day, he could know in advance.
Subsequently, after circling around the Holy Envoy Race, Shen Can directly left the Holy Envoy Race’s Clan Land, conveniently upgrading his family’s grand array protection level to a point where even their own people couldn’t open it.
"Finished the task?"
Seeing Shen Can emerge, Red Fire Luwu inquired.
"Not a single Tier Five, fallen to the extreme."
Shen Can didn’t hide anything and recounted the past grievances with the Holy Envoy Race in detail.
"When I blocked the door back then, there were just these two old guys, and it turns out that over the years, they’ve not only failed to progress but have become even more decadent."
"This is rather fortunate for the old man, but since their physical body was shattered, even if the remnant soul seized other creatures, returning to the former state of strength wouldn’t be easy. Without advancing on one’s own, there is no chance of restoring Tier Five."
Shen Can then casually produced a Witch Pouch and pushed it in front of Luwu.
"These are Tier Four Treasure Medicines taken from the Holy Envoy Race’s treasure house, a total of two hundred and ninety-eight plants, along with Source Stones; how about we split them equally?"
Red Fire Luwu glanced at Shen Can, feeling that Shen Can was indeed generous.
Even if Shen Can didn’t mention it, it hadn’t considered asking about the resources; Shen Can was a very good partner, someone with whom it could venture into the Earth Cave. Compared to the resources within the Earth Cave, a mere collection of birdmen wasn’t much to care about for Red Fire Luwu.
At this moment, Shen Can added: "Beast King, how about this, Tier Four Treasure Pill is too low in potency for you and me.
Why not let me take it back to the clan, and let the clan’s wizards re-compound and blend them a bit; this might enhance the potency to some extent.
By then, however many Treasure Pills are made, we’ll split them equally between us.
As for the Source Stone, we can split them immediately."
The collection of the Holy Envoy Race was indeed extensive, with nearly three hundred treasure medicines and over thirty million Source Stones, all covered with a thick layer of dust in the treasure house.
Since Red Fire Luwu had guided him to the Holy Envoy Race’s lair, it was both sensible and courteous to offer some gratitude. Shen Can thought that if he had to give thanks anyway, it was better to give more rather than less, to appear generous.