Chapter 1214: The Saint of the Sky, Soul Returns

After receiving this top-secret information, the semi-saints of the four major demon tribes immediately began to communicate secretly with each other to further verify it!

When they learned that not long ago, the Jitian Demon Clan paid a huge price to exchange four human geniuses from the Lieyan Demon Clan, they immediately judged that this top-secret information was very likely to be true!

After judging that the top-secret information was very likely to be true, the semi-saints of the four tribes all broke out in a cold sweat.

The Saint of the Jitian Demon Clan was a dazzling figure in the extraterritorial battlefield thousands of years ago, a genuine female saint of the demon clan!

It is rumored that the Saint of Jitian was beaten to death by several human saints in a terrifying battle thousands of years ago!

What no one expected was that the Jitian Demon Clan was now preparing to use the soul-calling ceremony to try to revive this ancient person who lived thousands of years ago!

The high priests of the four major demon tribes all communicated with the semi-saints of their respective tribes overnight to discuss the possibility of resurrecting the Saint Ji Tian through the soul-calling ceremony!

After a thorough discussion, they came to almost the same conclusion!

If the body of the Saint Ji Tian was completely preserved and there was still a trace of soul remaining in her body, then through the soul-calling ceremony and the sacrifice of foreign sacrifices, it is entirely possible to summon the other soul fragments scattered between heaven and earth, reunite the soul, and achieve resurrection!

The reason why the semi-saints of the four tribes had a trace of cold sweat on their backs was mainly because the Saint Ji Tian was the first demon saint who dominated the battlefield outside the domain for thousands of years, and her strength was simply beyond imagination!

Once the Saint Ji Tian was successfully resurrected, even if her cultivation was only restored to the semi-saint level, it would probably be enough to make the Ji Tian demon tribe completely dominate the entire battlefield outside the domain!

By then, the living space of the four tribes will be greatly compressed!

"We must act decisively and stop the resurrection of the Saint Ji Tian at all costs!"

After the discussion, a respected veteran half-saint of the Black Horn Demon Clan expressed his attitude with a gloomy face.

In fact, it is not only the attitude of this veteran half-saint to do everything possible to stop the resurrection of the Saint Ji Tian, ​​but also the common voice of many half-saints of the four clans!

Once the Saint Ji Tian is successfully resurrected, the situation in the battlefield outside the domain will definitely change drastically, and they may not be able to withstand the impact of such a big change!

In the middle of the night, on the crown of a towering tree in the wilderness, Chu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering.

He looked at a demon city several miles away and murmured: "The four major demon tribes, I have conveyed the news. It is up to you whether to take action or not!"

Swish!

After that, he flashed, turned around in an instant, rushed into the darkness, and disappeared.

At the same time, in the secret dungeon of the Ji Tian Demon Clan.

Chu Mingsha sat cross-legged in a dimly lit corner, originally closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, but suddenly he opened his eyes, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"As long as the four clans intervene decisively, there will be a big turnaround!"

Chu Mingsha's mouth moved, and he murmured in a low voice.

In the damp and smelly dungeon, except for Chu Mingsha, the other nine people all leaned against the wall, drooping their heads, with expressions of misery and despair that could not be concealed on their faces, and did not notice the excitement flashing in the depths of Chu Mingsha's eyes.

Even the five great geniuses who had a glimmer of hope for Chu Tian's rescue plan were constantly reminding themselves that Chu Tian's so-called rescue plan was a kind of self-comforting rhetoric, so that everyone could go to the underworld with a peaceful mind!

Silently, time passed faster.

Although the huge extraterritorial battlefield seemed to be running as usual on the surface, few people noticed that a huge storm was brewing secretly.

Especially the first major force, the Jitian Demon Clan, seems quite normal, but secretly, it is using all means and resources to make final preparations for the next soul-calling ceremony!

Resurrecting the Jitian Saint who was once a powerful figure a thousand years ago has always been the greatest wish of the Jitian Demon Clan's top leaders!

But after all, the Jitian Saint has passed away for thousands of years. Even if the body is well preserved, there is still a trace of soul in the body. If you want to revive it, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

One carelessness is very likely to cause the remaining trace of the Jitian Saint to completely dissipate between heaven and earth!

Until recently, when the high priest Moluo Ke was meditating, he suddenly had a strong premonition that the best time to resurrect the Jitian Saint a thousand years ago had come!

In a blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the fourth day.

In the deep of the Jitian Demon Clan's territory, a solemn hall that looks ordinary on the outside is brightly lit.

In the central area of ​​the hall, there is a huge circular altar, which is completely black.

The altar was suspended three feet above the ground, and it was branded with countless various complex silver spiritual patterns, which looked dazzling and dizzying.

In the middle of the circular altar, there was a translucent coffin with a silver glow all over it, crystal clear like jade, with faint silver light flowing on it.

In the silver coffin, a woman in her early twenties in gorgeous clothes lay quietly, with her eyes closed, motionless, as if she was asleep.

The woman in gorgeous clothes had a slender figure, a rare colorful long hair, fair skin, a straight nose, and a very outstanding appearance, giving people a completely different sense of coldness from ordinary human beauties.

Ten sturdy silver pillars stood around the circular altar, surrounding the silver coffin in the middle. Chu Tian and his ten companions had already been firmly tied to the pillars and could not move.

It was early in the morning, with stars all over the sky and the wind howling.

In the hall, many big figures of the Jitian Demon Clan gathered together, including four semi-saints, more than ten great venerables, and the most critical high priest Moluo Ke.

As for the weaker venerables and senior venerables, there was not a single one on the scene!

Obviously, this soul-calling ceremony was very confidential. The ordinary venerables in the Jitian Demon Clan were not qualified to participate at all, and were even kept in the dark from beginning to end, and had no idea!

Swish!

The high priest Moluo Ke, who changed into a black and silver robe tonight, stood above the circular altar in a flash, waved his sleeves casually, and looked down at the Jitian Saint sleeping in the silver coffin below.

At this moment, the semi-saints and great masters present all looked up at the high priest Moruo Ke standing in the air, revealing undisguised expectations.

Whether the next soul-calling ceremony can be successful, in addition to the secrets of the universe, the most critical person is the high priest Moruo Ke!

Moruo Ke stood in the air with his hands behind his back. He was not in a hurry to start the ceremony. Instead, he closed his eyes and looked solemn, as if he was sensing something.

On the altar below, Chu Tian and ten others were tied tightly to the thick pillars, unable to move at all. Only their heads could turn left and right relatively easily.

Except for Chu Tian, ​​the faces of the other nine people all showed strong tension and fear.

Especially the four people from Lian Yunduan, the tension and fear on their faces were particularly obvious!

Originally, they sneaked into the battlefield outside the domain to find an opportunity to kill Chu Tian, ​​take revenge and make money. As a result, now the four people not only failed to kill Chu Tian, ​​but also got themselves involved!

The most important thing is that the way they are about to die is far more painful and terrible than the usual way of death!

The four of them would rather be killed by a quick knife than be cruelly sacrificed as a pitiful sacrifice like now!

As for the five great geniuses of the demon clan, they all turned their heads and looked at Chu Tian at the same time with fear on their faces. Their eyes were obviously asking, what about your rescue plan, is it true?

When they saw that Chu Tian's face also showed an expression of fear that could not be concealed, the five people finally despaired completely. What a bullshit rescue plan, it's all just psychological comfort!

Chu Tian pretended to be terrified at this time, while his eyes turned slightly, secretly looking at the void around him, and his heart in his chest kept beating faster and faster.

"Okay, the time has come!"

After dozens of breaths, Moruo Ke, who was standing in the air with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of terrifying brilliance flashed in his deep eyes.

Swish!

Then, he waved his hand downward, and a white light burst out instantly, hitting the circular altar near the ground. With a bang, the whole altar shook slightly, and immediately released a large amount of black light.

And the many silver spiritual patterns imprinted on the surface of the altar also flashed on the spot!

Boom!

At the same time, the wide robe worn by Moruoko standing in the air also began to release a mixture of black and silver light, obviously forming an invisible mysterious connection with the altar below!

As for the coffin placed in the center of the altar, it completely turned into a ball of silver light.

In the silver light, the Saint Ji Tian was suspended in the air, sleeping with her eyes closed, motionless.

However, at the center of the eyebrows of the Saint Ji Tian, ​​there was a faint silver spiritual light flashing!

Chu Tian, ​​who was tied tightly to the pillar, saw the faint silver spiritual light and immediately understood that this silver spiritual light was a trace of soul remaining in the body of the Saint Ji Tian!

It is precisely because of this remaining soul that the high priest Moluo Ke was able to revive the Saint of Jitian who had passed away for thousands of years!

"Saint of Jitian, soul, come back!"

In mid-air, the high priest Moluo Ke's face was solemn, and dazzling light flashed all over his body. After his hands made lightning gestures, he suddenly swung his sleeves and shouted loudly!

Boom!

In an instant, a storm mixed with black and silver colors suddenly rushed up from the altar and quickly turned into an amazing gray vortex!

Buzz buzz buzz!

As the gray vortex spun at high speed, an invisible and powerful suction force was suddenly generated. With a bang, it spread out and turned into an invisible huge network in the blink of an eye. It instantly spread in all directions and the boundless void at a high speed!

"Ahhh..."

"Damn, it hurts!"

"Moroko, I'll fuck your uncle!"

In an instant, the ten people tied to the pillars by Chu Tian all let out extremely shrill screams and angry curses!