Chapter 391 - 138: The Barbarian God Descends, an Opportunity to Fish in Troubled Waters, Trust Him?

The sky grew dim. Dark clouds roiled as dragons of lightning flickered within them. Gusts of black wind howled from an unknown source, sweeping across the primeval forests. The Barbarian creatures, as if suddenly enlightened by a divine call, stopped fleeing. Instead, they prostrated themselves on the ground, chanting strange, unintelligible syllables.

’It seems the people from the Blood Immortal Sect have found that Barbarian noble.’

’Only a member of the Barbarian Race with high status and a noble bloodline is qualified to consume the Barbarian God Pill and be possessed by a sliver of the Barbarian God’s projection, gaining invincible power.’

Jiang Lan had noticed the commotion. He was well aware of the Blood Immortal Sect’s plan.

It would be difficult for ordinary experts to disrupt the Southern Hunting exercise, so the upper echelons of the Blood Immortal Sect had sought out the Barbarian Race. They made numerous promises in exchange for the Barbarians summoning a phantom of the Barbarian God...

Beyond the Nine Provinces Land, there exist many other dimensional space-times. Beings akin to Wild Gods and Evil Gods all reside within them.

For various reasons, such as the rules and powers governing reality, they cannot descend upon the Nine Provinces Land in their true forms. Thus, they cultivate followers, bestowing opportunities and blessings upon them.

The Barbarian God worshipped by the Barbarian Race was, naturally, one of these.

To put it bluntly, these were just powerful beings born from faith and worship.

In ancient times, some powerful Cultivators, after death, would be deified by the Emperor and become similar entities. However, those were True Gods, in no way comparable to Wild Gods.

Today, the path of divinity has waned while the Immortal Dao thrives. Even if these gods were to descend in their true forms, they would be no match for the most powerful Cultivators.

Some Cultivators who had advanced far beyond the Eighth Realm Tribulation Bridge Realm, if they were proficient in the Dao of Space-Time, could even trace a god’s channel of Divine Power back to the Different Dimension Space-Time where its true body resided and slay it.

In this day and age, Immortals are far stronger than gods...

Now, with the Blood Immortal Sect using this method to disrupt the Southern Hunting exercise, Jiang Lan could also fish in troubled waters. Of course, on the surface, there was nothing he could do.

Within the Qianyuan Cave Realm, sinister winds gusted and the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves echoed as the scene transformed dramatically.

The sky itself seemed to be tearing open, preparing to release an incomparably powerful aura. Wuganya, who had swallowed the Barbarian God Pill, now wore an expression of agony mixed with a sense of sublimity and release. His flesh and blood were disintegrating, yet a new power was gestating within.

A terrifying beam of black light descended, instantly enveloping him.

The surrounding mountains and ancient trees collapsed in an instant, as if swept by hurricane-force blades, snapping on the spot. Any Cultivators or living creatures nearby died a gruesome death.

All the Barbarians were praying, but as the aura swept over them, their flesh and blood dissolved, leaving not even withered bones behind. They transformed into black vapor and flew back into Wuganya’s body.

He swelled to the size of a mountain, his flesh covered in jet-black patterns. His previous expression was completely gone, replaced by a visage of indifference, brutality, greed, and ferocity... All sorts of malicious intents surfaced, exuding a terrifying and shudder-inducing aura.

High in the sky, the beam of black light remained connected to him.

Within the beam, streams of chaotic energy, like tidal waves, continuously washed over him, causing his aura to strengthen relentlessly. In the blink of an eye, he reached a level comparable to the Seventh Realm of the Human Race, and his power was still climbing...

"The Barbarian Race is channeling a phantom of the Barbarian God! We must sever the connection!"

The high platform was now in chaos. A sharp-eyed minister, discerning the Barbarians’ goal in an instant, roared angrily.

The generals who had been standing guard nearby had already charged forward. Numerous other masters also summoned their Magical Artifacts at once, trying to stop the scene from unfolding.

The Elders from the various Immortal Sect Lineages hesitated for a moment before taking action as well.

After all, the people of the Barbarian Race were detested throughout the Nine Provinces, and they were no exception. Moreover, the Barbarian God they worshipped was extremely evil. Many experts from the Immortal Sects, after being captured by the Barbarians, were actually used as offerings and sacrificed.

It was a pity that among the various Immortal Sects, there seemed to be no one at the Ninth Realm Feather Transformation Realm. Otherwise, they could have easily slain the Barbarian God worshipped by the Barbarian Race.

As chaos erupted within the Qianyuan Cave Realm, an unimaginable uprising also began to break out in the Imperial Capital. News had already arrived, causing another wave of shock and uproar.

Emperor Xia’s expression was as grim as still water. It was not wise for her to act. If she were to be tied down here, the Imperial Palace would surely fall into chaos.

’Now I finally understand where the Blood Immortal Sect got its confidence and backing,’ she thought. ’With a phantom of the Barbarian God descending, it will indeed be troublesome for me to stop it with my current power.’

If she were to mobilize the Dragon Energy for her own use and get entangled in a fight with the Barbarian God’s phantom here, the numerous defensive arrays within the Imperial Capital would collapse.

Her brow furrowed deeply. But just then, she suddenly felt a gaze land upon her.

"Jiang Lan?" Emperor Xia looked over.

In the nearby forest, she saw Jiang Lan give her a slight nod. With Emperor Xia’s keen perception, she naturally understood the meaning in his eyes.

’He wants me to trust him?’

Emperor Xia bit her lip, a wave of powerlessness washing over her. Great Xia clearly possessed such terrifyingly powerful resources, yet she couldn’t use any of them. Why else would she feel so stifled?

But now, all she could do was trust Jiang Lan.