Cultivating Disciples to Breakthrough

Chapter 901 Birth Of A God

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Appearing back inside the underground space of the Main Star Peak, Xuan Hao did not waste a single second before turning around to forcibly destroy the spatial corridor he had just come out from. Not wanting to give the arm under the control of the black heart any chance of reaching him and possibly endangering the Star Shattering Sect.

Whoosh~

Following the destruction of the spatial corridor, Xuan Hao let out a sigh of relief, as he saw the arm of the construct chasing after him disappear in the spatial turbulence caused by the sudden destruction of the spatial corridor.

Now that both sides of the spatial corridor were destroyed, there would be no way for the arm to escape the chaotic spatial turbulence and it would most likely end up drifting along in space until it got destroyed or was teleported somewhere random by the chaotic flow of space.

No matter what happened to the arm, Xuan Hao understood that there was nothing more he could do about it. For now, he would just hope that the arm didn't end up getting teleported to a location close to the Star Shattering Sect. The best-case scenario being that it became lost in the chaotic flow of space and was destroyed by it.

  "I should get out of here for now…" Muttering this to himself as he took one last look around the underground space without finding anything of value, Xuan Hao turned around and made his way back outside the hole. 

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At the same time Xuan Hao was making his way back outside the hole and began exploring the Main Star Peak for more similar dangerous things like the spatial corridor, the arm of the construct was aimlessly floating around in the chaotic space that the spatial corridor had been located in.

Crack~!

Even with the terrifying strength of the construct's arm, it still started cracking apart almost the moment it lost the protection of the spatial corridor and came into contact with the chaotic space outside. A testament to the terrifying location that the ancient battleground was located in, while also showing just how many flaws were present inside the arm of the construct after the countless years it had been laying on the ground without being repaired.

In a sense, the plants related to the Dao of Corruption that had been growing through some of these small cracks and other defects, ended up weakening the arm of the construct even more than it had already been-

CRACK-!

As a result, it did not take long before the most densely covered location of the arm broke off and was almost instantly ripped apart by the currents of the chaotic space. Not standing any chance of survival without the protection of the different talismans and formations carved into the arm of the construct.

From the looks of how quickly the arm was starting to break apart, it looked like it wouldn't get a chance to survive for long enough to get a chance to leave the chaotic space-

Rumble~

However, just as the arm looked like it was about to fully crack apart and get lost in the chaotic space, a small whirlpool appeared beneath it as a portal just big enough for it to pass through opened up. The only problem being that it looked like it was about to shatter at any moment after having come into existence, the terrifying spatial storms of the chaotic space clearly being far too much for it to handle.

Whoosh-!

Not wasting a second, the arm that still seemed to be under the control of the black heart, moved directly towards the small whirlpool. Understanding very well that it was the only chance of escape that it had before getting destroyed… And from the looks of it, the black heart had no plans of losing even a single part of the constructs body.

Not even bothering to observe what was on the other side of the small whirlpool, the arm of the construct successfully managed to leave the chaotic space.

RUMBLE-!

Reaching the other side of the whirlpool just before the whirlpool shattered due to the terrifying spatial storms of the chaotic space, the arm of the construct found itself hovering in the air above a large altar filled with blood of tens of thousands of people. The blood on the altar flowing together into some sort of formation that had been concentrated together and used to forcibly distort the laws of space, which had ended up connecting to the chaotic space that the arm of the construct had been floating in.

Not too far away from the altar, a large gathering of people could be seen looking awestruck towards the giant hand that had appeared out from the whirlpool in the sky just before it had shattered. The leader of the large gathering, an old woman with a large ceremonial robe on, standing on a small, raised platform in front of the large altar. From a glance, it was obvious that the old woman was already in her twilight years and didn't have long to live, what's more, her strength had only barely reached the Peak of the Core Formation Realm. No different from a normal mortal in the eyes of the giant arm hovering above.

  "Oh, Great Arm of God, please save these humble servants of yours. Bless us with your divine might and banish the evil tyrant!"

Before the arm floating in the air had chance to kill the people below like it had done to the phantoms that it had encountered earlier, the old woman in the ceremonial robe suddenly knelt down on the ground before saying this.

"The Arm of God? Praise be to the Arm of God!"

Following behind what the old woman did, a middle-aged man who had been standing beside her, also knelt on the ground before saying a simple prayer filled with awe and excitement.

"""Praise be to the Arm of God!"""

Not too long after these too knelt down, the rest of the people gathered around the altar quickly knelt down before repeating the praise of the middle-aged man. All of them filled with excitement and happiness at the appearance of what they believed to be the arm of their god.

Rumble~

Not caring about any of this and just wanting to kill off the mortals below and absorb their life essence and cultivation assist it in recovering from the damage it had taken earlier in the chaotic space, the arm of the construct began to descend towards the humans below-

Whoosh~

But just as it was about to squish the old woman in the ceremonial robe, it froze on spot, as a small stream of foreign energy drifted into it and began slowly repairing the damage that had been caused to it by the chaotic space. Not only that, but it could also feel that the inherent issues and hidden flaws that had been built up over countless years were slowly being mended by this foreign energy.

The most surprising part of all this, was that the origin of this foreign energy was none other than the old woman in the ceremonial robe!

Although this change was extremely miniscule, it still symbolized a very important thing to the arm- No, the black heart back in the ancient battleground. The inherent flaws of the construct that had caused its strength to drastically fall could be repaired!

For this reason alone, the black heart did not want to kill the old woman.

As for the rest of the humans gathered around, the black heart didn't want to kill them either, as it could also feel more of the foreign energy from earlier emerging from them before entering its body and starting to repair it. Even if the quantity was far smaller, the large number of humans still managed to generate a lot of foreign energy.

More importantly than all of this, it actually discovered that the foreign energy from the humans praying to its hand, appeared all the way back in the ancient battleground where its main body was located! 

A thin connection had been formed between itself and the people in front of the large altar…

Given this situation, the black heart back in the ancient battleground remembered the whirlpool from earlier.

If it could make use of this thin connection that had formed, strengthen it, and make a far larger sacrificial ceremony, it might have a chance to leave the ancient battleground and make it to the place where its arm was currently located.

At that point in time, it would also be able to make full use of the foreign power and use it to fully repair the construct it now resided inside of. Maybe even strengthen it even further…

But for all of this to happen, it had to increase the number of humans praying to it, otherwise, not to mention leaving the ancient battleground, it would most likely take thousands of years for its arm to fully recover given how little foreign energy the humans provided at the moment…