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Chapter 1466 Prophet
At that moment, Wang Xian and the other Nine-turn Immortal Emperors seemed not to have heard anything. To be precise, they seemed to have witnessed a magnificent epic that shook their souls.

It is a shocking experience that cannot be described in words. Only by experiencing it personally can one deeply understand the mystery and magic of it, as if the soul is drawn by this force into an ancient and mysterious time and space.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything became slow and long.

It was unknown how long it had passed before Wang Xian slowly came back to his senses. His eyes were filled with shock, and his heart was like a raging storm.

He was certain that the essence and blood in the jade box that Chi Lu took out was absolutely extraordinary.

The essence of blood was a strange and enchanting dark red color, like a burning flame, emitting a hot and dangerous aura.

Mysterious particles continued to flash on the surface of the essence and blood. These particles intertwined and collided with each other, forming elusive mysterious patterns, as if telling the ancient code of the universe.

However, Wang Xian still had some doubts in his heart as to whether this drop of blood essence was the legendary "mythical grade" blood essence, and it was difficult to be completely sure.

After all, the 'Mythological Age' is just a distant and vague legend to them, without any substantial contact or cognition.

However, what is certain is that this drop of essence blood is of great use to Wang Xian.

Regardless of the specific effects of this drop of essence blood, the surging energy and mysterious particles contained in it alone are enough to greatly enhance Wang Xian's combat power. This enhancement seems to have opened a door for him to a higher realm.

As for whether this drop of essence blood can help Wang Xian break through the barrier of "fairyland" and break through from the "twelfth level of quasi-emperor realm" to the "mortal fairy level", this is also full of unknowns.

But Wang Xian's heart was filled with a strong expectation, an ardent desire to break through the realm and move to a higher level. This desire was like a burning flame, blazing in his chest, driving him to constantly pursue more powerful power.

"Ao Ran, what do you think?"

A 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperor' turned his gaze towards Ao Ran, the 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperor' of the Dragon Clan.

Ao Ran, his golden vertical pupils were like two dazzling stars, emitting a mysterious and majestic light.

At this moment, he was staring at the essence and blood in the jade box. Deep in his eyes, greed was growing like weeds.

The dragon race has been born since the beginning of the era. After countless years of baptism and tempering, they are like ancient gods witnessing the changes of the world.

Whether it is the 'longevity-level' force, the 'immortality-level' force, or the 'eternity-level' force, there are dragons.

These dragon forces uphold a unique principle. They will not easily help the newly born dragons in any era. Only when the newly born dragons reach the strict threshold set by these forces will they be accepted and become one of them.

However, even though the dragon clan born in the new era has not reached the threshold of those forces, the various information they possess is very astonishing.

This seems to be closely related to their mysterious bloodline or some kind of mysterious induction.

When a very small number of dragons reach a certain level or have a breakthrough in their bloodline, some additional information will appear in their minds without any warning.

The information was disorganized, some were ancient and powerful cultivation techniques, each word seemed to contain endless power; some were mysterious treasure maps, pointing to unknown mysterious treasures; and some were profound insights into the rules of heaven and earth, as if they were the key to unlocking the mysteries of the universe.

These precious information are also one of the important reasons why the dragon race can become a top race, allowing them to always occupy a place in the "Sea of ​​Chaos".

"I'm not quite sure this is the 'mythical' blood essence."

Ao Ran spoke slowly in a low voice.

His eyes never left the drop of blood, as if he was deeply attracted by an invisible and powerful force and couldn't extricate himself.

Although he couldn't be sure whether this drop of blood essence was 'mythical' blood essence, he was sure that if he could take this drop of blood essence, even if he couldn't break through to the realm of 'Ten Revolutions Immortal Emperor', his strength would definitely be greatly improved, making his position in the dragon clan and even the entire 'Chaos Sea' more stable.

The other 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors' were also discussing this.

Their faces were also filled with shock and confusion. Some were whispering to each other, discussing in low voices the origin and value of this drop of essence blood. Every guess was full of imagination. Others frowned, lost in deep thought, trying to find clues about this drop of essence blood from their own knowledge reserves.

They were all deeply moved by the shock brought by this drop of blood, but they were only shocked.

For them, the 'Mythological Age' is too far away, so far away that the 'original stars' buried deep in the space are out of reach.

How could they, who had never come into contact with any traces of the 'Mythical Age', be sure that the drop of blood that Chi Skull took out was of 'Mythical Grade' blood?
It's like looking for a ray of light in the darkness, full of confusion and unknown.

"Fellow Taoist, how are you?"

Chi Lu ignored the Nine-turn Immortal Emperors who had their own ideas. He looked at Wang Xian with a deep and ardent gaze.

His eyes revealed a strong expectation and desire, as if Wang Xian was his only life-saving straw in this vast ocean, and there would be hope if he could grasp it.

"can!"

Wang Xian nodded without hesitation.

In his mind, no matter whether this drop of blood essence is "mythical level" blood essence or not, it is certain that this drop of blood essence is useful to him.

Since it is useful, we must not miss this rare opportunity.

In this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, every opportunity to improve your strength is extremely precious, like a sweet rain in the desert, and is the key to reaching a higher level.

"Fellow Daoist, how many 'Heavenly Supremes' can this drop of blood essence cultivate for our clan?"

Chiskull asked anxiously.

His heart was filled with anticipation, as if he saw the glorious future of the beastman clan after possessing many "Supreme Heavenly Lords". This drop of precious blood seemed to be the key to a new era for the beastman clan.

"How many 'Sky Supremes' should be cultivated?" Wang Xian chuckled, revealing a mysterious and unfathomable smile on his face, and slowly said: "This depends on the beast tribe itself."

"What do you mean?"

A trace of doubt appeared on Chi Lu's face, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He didn't quite understand the hidden meaning of Wang Xian's words.

In his expectation, after he handed over the "mythical level" blood essence in his hand to Wang Xian, Wang Xian would cultivate at least "one hundred" Heavenly Supremes for him. This was a beautiful vision in his heart.

Wang Xian patiently smiled and explained: "It takes a lot of resources to train an ordinary 'Immortal Venerable' cultivator to become a 'Heavenly Supreme'. Some of these resources are unique and only I have them. I can provide these resources, but the rest of the resources need to be provided by the beast tribe."

"Uh……"

Chi Skull's expression suddenly became somewhat ugly, as if covered by a layer of haze. He obviously did not expect to get such an answer.

He secretly calculated in his mind that the resources needed to cultivate the 'Supreme Heaven' must be enormous, and this would be a huge challenge.

If this is true, can the beastman tribe spare the resources to train a hundred "Heavenly Supremes"?
This question was like a heavy stone pressing on his heart.

Chiskull fell into deep thought.

In his mind, the various resources of the beast tribe kept appearing, including precious minerals, rare spiritual herbs, and powerful magic weapons...

He knew that this would be a difficult decision and a huge test for the orcs, especially at this special time point at the end of the era.

Any waste of resources could potentially lead to the entire beast race being buried in the catastrophe of the era, but he would not allow himself to give up on training a large number of "Heavenly Supremes".

In fact, not only Chi Luan, but more than a dozen "Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors" also fell into deep thought.

They were all thinking about the same question: How many resources would it take to invite Wang Xian to train a 'Supreme Heaven' for them?

If they give too much, they will definitely train one less or even more "Heavenly Supremes", which is undoubtedly a loss for the development of their power.

If they give too little, then Wang Xian will most likely not help them cultivate the 'Supreme Heaven', and their hopes will be dashed.

As for threatening Wang Xian?

Totally impossible!
They could indeed do so, but they knew very well that if they did so, some top forces would definitely stand on Wang Xian's side.

That would not only win Wang Xian's favor, but would also most likely cause Wang Xian to receive less resources for training the 'Supreme Heaven'.

In this way, not only will they not get the desired results, but they may also offend Wang Xian and even cause dissatisfaction among other forces.

The 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors' were in deep entanglement, as if they were in a dilemma and could not make a decision.

Just as everyone was lost in thought, an old voice suddenly sounded.

The sound seemed to come from an ancient time tunnel, carrying with it endless vicissitudes and mystery, as if it were the whisper of time.

"Fellow Daoist, can I understand that as long as the Beast Tribe provides enough resources, then you can train unlimited 'Heavenly Supremes' for the Beast Tribe?"

Wang Xian looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old orc riding on a white wolf appearing beside Chiluan.

This old orc exudes an awe-inspiring aura, as if he is the master of heaven and earth, controlling the fate of all things in the world.

Wang Xian felt a deadly threat from him, a fear that penetrated deep into his bones. Wang Xian even had a feeling that he would die instantly if the old orc gave him a look. This feeling of oppression made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Not only that, even the white wolf under the old orc also gave Wang Xian an extremely dangerous feeling, a more terrifying threat than the 'Nine-turn Immortal Emperor'.

This white wolf has fur as white as snow, emitting a faint glow, and each strand of hair seems to contain endless power, as if condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Its eyes are like two deep black holes, deep and mysterious, intimidating, as if they can suck people's souls into them.

Wang Xian took a deep breath.

He couldn't help but sigh that the strong ones of the beastman tribe were too terrifying.

Could this old orc riding a white wolf be the 'Tenth Revolution Immortal Emperor'?

In the entire 'Chaos Sea', the strength of the 'Ten Revolutions Immortal Emperor' has reached a level that is almost invincible. A single move of his hand can change the world, and he is the object of admiration and fear of countless practitioners.

"Fellow?"

Seeing that Wang Xian didn't say anything, the old orc shouted again.

Although his voice was old, it was full of majesty, as if it had an unquestionable power.

Wang Xian immediately came back to his senses, remembered the old orc's question, and said quickly: "Indeed."

"Fellow Daoist, then please tell us the resources needed to train the 'Supreme Heaven'. I'm sure all the Daoists present here would also like to know."

The old orc smiled slightly, and his already ferocious face looked even more terrifying.

His smile seemed to hide endless secrets and calculations, making it hard to understand.

Without any hesitation, Wang Xian took a deep breath, and with a focused and serious expression, he methodically described the resources needed to cultivate the 'Supreme Heaven'.

In Wang Xian's description, the two most critical resources are the 'Origin of the Immortal Emperor' and the five 'Innate Stones' from the "Hongmeng Mountains".

The rest of the resources are relatively simple. As long as they are various rare treasures, elixirs, and magical materials, they can all be included.

After hearing what Wang Xian said, the old orc and the group of 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors' had a flash of curiosity in their eyes.

Especially when Wang Xian mentioned the "Innate Stone", everyone's curiosity was completely ignited.

They whispered to each other, discussing this mysterious thing they had never heard of before, their eyes full of curiosity.

Wang Xian saw this and without further delay, he reached into his bosom and took out some "Innate Stones".

As soon as these stones appeared, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone held their breath and stared at the stones in Wang Xian's hand.

The old orc walked forward slowly, stretched out his big hands covered with calluses but full of endless power, and took a piece of "Innate Stone" from Wang Xian.

He held the stone tightly, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, sometimes surprised, sometimes excited, and sometimes lost in thought.

His lips trembled slightly from time to time, and although no sound came out, that slight movement showed that he was extremely uneasy at the moment, and that there was a storm in his heart.

Just as everyone was immersed in the mysterious charm of the 'Innate Stone', Chi Skull quickly came to Wang Xian's side. He slightly turned sideways, lowered his voice, and said with a bit of awe: "This is the prophet of my clan."

When Chiluan said this, there was also a hint of confusion and surprise in his eyes.