389: The Celestial Attack

Ye Xuan was then startled to realize that, besides his head and left arm, most of his body had already turned into ice crystals!

Ye Xuan was very familiar with this crystallization, as he had seen it more than once when people swallowed things he couldn't completely refine.

The entire person would be enveloped by crystals formed from Spiritual Qi; once completely encased, even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would be unable to save them.

After all, in that state, the person could no longer be called a person, but a Puppet enveloped by Spiritual Qi with no consciousness whatsoever.

"Will I... die?"

Ye Xuan asked with difficulty, but after speaking, Ye Xuan realized he shouldn't have asked such a question.

After all, he was not someone who valued life and death; it seemed to be a result of his increasing compatibility with this body.

After all, the current Tai Hao was merely an 18-year-old youth, and with a youthful Heart-Nature, how could he not fear death?

The Great Shaman was silent for a moment after hearing this: "Logically, a Mortal touching Cold Marrow would surely die, but within your body..."

The Great Shaman frowned, seemingly pondering how to tell Ye Xuan about this.

"There is a special power within your body that is harmonizing this cold Qi."

"Special power?"

"Yes, it's a unique Bloodline Power, but the tribe has never seen anything like this before, so we cannot confirm what it truly is."

"All we can say is that this Bloodline is very powerful, protecting your body. Originally, the power of the Cold Marrow would have completely shattered your Meridians, but this power protected you."

"It also imbued your Meridians with cold Qi. Once these crystals are absorbed by you, you will become much stronger than before. This is truly a miracle."

The Great Shaman looked directly into Ye Xuan's eyes and sighed with emotion.

This was a power even the shamans marveled at, immensely powerful.

Ye Xuan's heart trembled upon hearing this.

Powerful Bloodline Power, could it be...?

Indeed, Nv Xi and Fuxi were siblings, so they would also possess similar Physiques.

Although the Physique had not been fully activated, being able to resolve the power was already quite good.

But before he could ponder further, urgent footsteps suddenly came from outside the stone chamber.

Man Shi rushed in, his wounds already healed, his face filled with terror.

"Great Shaman! This is bad! The people from the Heavenly Realm... the people from the Heavenly Realm have attacked the tribe!"

"What?"

The Great Shaman suddenly stood up.

"It's Zixiao! He brought many people and said he wants to... he wants to bathe the tribe in Blood and avenge his severed arm!"

No sooner had Man Shi finished speaking than earth-shattering explosions and screams came from outside.

The stone chamber shook violently, and dust fell like rain.

Although they couldn't see the scene outside, these sounds alone were enough to understand how tragic the situation outside was.

The Great Shaman's face instantly turned ashen.

"As expected, they came, and faster than I anticipated."

"Great Shaman, what should we do?"

Man Shi instantly became flustered; he was very panicked because the people of the tribe clearly could not be Zixiao's opponents.

"Don't worry."

The Great Shaman closed his eyes and sighed.

"Great Shaman, let me go. My power should be able to repel them."

Ye Xuan spoke up at this moment.

The Great Shaman sighed after hearing this.

He turned and took a wooden box from a stone cabinet, handing it to Ye Xuan.

The wooden box emitted a faint, subtle fragrance. Ye Xuan recognized it at a glance; it was a box made from the branches of the Ancient Tree of Creation.

In later generations, the leaves and branches of the Ancient Tree of Creation were extremely rare and hard-to-find treasures, divine objects of heaven and earth, sought by countless people their entire lives without success.

Yet here, it was made into a wooden box. It truly was...

Ye Xuan didn't even know what to say.

"This is the Yang Pill left by our ancestor. After taking it, you can temporarily suppress the Cold Marrow's backlash and regain mobility, but the cost is that after the Medicinal Pill's effect wears off, the ice sealing will accelerate, and your Bloodline alone may not be able to sustain it. Therefore, you must enter the Divine Temple to seek the Great God's help, Tai Hao, have you thought it through?"

Ye Xuan opened the wooden box without hesitation.

A crimson, fire-like Medicinal Pill lay quietly within, emitting astonishing heat.

"Tai Hao!"

Man Shi said urgently.

"Perhaps there are other ways... Great Shaman, there must be other ways, right?"

Man Shi looked at the Great Shaman pleadingly; they both knew the consequences of swallowing this Medicinal Pill.

Ye Xuan shook his head and swallowed the Medicinal Pill in one gulp.

"The tribe is in trouble; how can I stand by and do nothing? Besides, the matter with Zixiao was ultimately caused by me, so it's most fitting for me to resolve it."

"Instead, you, you were injured because of me before. Now, hurry to a safe place."

Ye Xuan looked at Man Shi and said.

"But..."

Man Shi wanted to say something more.

But he was interrupted by Ye Xuan; at this moment, the Medicinal Pill had already taken effect.

Upon entering his stomach, a lava-like hot current instantly swept through his entire body! The ice crystals covering his right arm began to melt, and the bone-chilling cold was temporarily suppressed.

"Ah!"

Ye Xuan painfully arched his body, feeling ice and fire clashing fiercely within him.

When Ye Xuan stood up again, his right arm had returned to normal.

But he could feel that the Cold Marrow's power within him was only temporarily dormant, ready to surge back at any time.

"Go!"

He grabbed the bone spear leaning against the wall and strode out of the stone chamber.

Outside, the tribe had fallen into a sea of flames.

In the sky, dozens of purple-robed figures were wreaking havoc.

And Zixiao, leading them, with purple lightning coiling around his severed arm, was madly slaughtering the tribal warriors.

These tribal hunters had strong physical power, but they had no Spiritual Qi whatsoever.

When facing Zixiao and his group, this disparity was undoubtedly a world apart.

"Stop!"

Ye Xuan roared, his voice exploding like thunder.

Zixiao turned his head and saw Ye Xuan standing there unscathed, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"You're not dead? No matter, then this True God will personally end you! It's perfect for avenging the great grudge from before."

Zixiao sneered, looking at Ye Xuan as if he were an ant.

The former ant had bitten him directly, injuring him; at this moment, he wished he could flay Ye Xuan's skin.

With his command, all the Heavenly Soldiers simultaneously turned and charged towards Ye Xuan!

Ye Xuan gripped the bone spear, feeling the power of ice and fire intertwined within his body.

He knew this would be a life-and-death battle, as he currently had no Cultivation Technique, and the only Spiritual Qi he had was provided by the Cold Marrow.

However, fortunately, his combat experience was still there, and these people were not invulnerable True Gods, but merely people with Spiritual Qi.

They were not impossible to contend with.

Ye Xuan directly raised his hand and instantly met them.

And in a place he couldn't see, deep within the tribal Divine Temple, Nv Xi was kneeling before an ancient divine statue, her face bathed in tears.

"Great God... I beg you to save Brother Tai Hao; I am willing to pay any price."