324: Chapter 324 God of War of All Races

Using the methods of the Formation Sword Art, Chu Lan drove spirit plant seeds one by one into Lin Yue's Rock Demon Avatar.

Those seeds took root and sprouted inside the Rock Demon Avatar, absorbing the Earth Element Power within the Clone and growing extremely fast. The life force released during the growth of those spirit plants was then absorbed by the Rock Demon Avatar, taking the Clone's defense to the next level!

"It's a success!" Chu Lan said excitedly.

Lin Yue was also full of pleasant surprise. He controlled the Rock Demon Avatar, and inside it, one could faintly see spirit plants growing. The roots of those spirit plants spread throughout the Clone's body, and leaves peeked out from the gaps in the Clone, making the entire Clone look like a rock giant covered in plants!

"This is simply a living defensive fortress!" he murmured.

Chu Lan nodded and said, "Let's call it the Spirit Plant Rock Demon Formation. This Formation combines your defense with my spirit plant power, complementing each other and doubling the power!"

Everyone looked at the plant-covered Rock Demon Avatar, all marveling at it.

Gao Feng stepped forward, looked at the Clone, and said in a deep voice, "With this Spirit Plant Rock Demon Formation, we have one more layer of security on the ninth floor."

He looked up toward the depths of the seventh floor, where a portal floated quietly, emitting a soft golden light. That was the entrance to the ninth floor.

"The ninth floor, the Ten Thousand Races God of War Temple," he said slowly. "According to previous experience, this floor should be the core of the entire Meteor Battle Tower, and the Legacy here should be the strongest."

Hearing this, a look of anticipation flashed in everyone's eyes.

Luo Li said softly, "Shall we go together?"

Gao Feng nodded and said, "Let's go together. We need to face the ninth floor together."

He looked at everyone and said solemnly, "Over the past few months, we have come all the way from the first floor to the eighth floor, and everyone has made huge improvements. I am at the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer Peak, having mastered the Myriad Weight Hegemon Body, the Demon Flame True Scripture, and the first few styles of the Nine Styles of the War God; Luo Li is at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer Late Stage, having mastered the Melody Sword Art and the Heart-Bewitching Tune; Chu Lan is at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer Late Stage, having mastered the Formation Sword Art and the Spirit Plant Sword Formation; Su Ning is at the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer Early Stage, having mastered the Star Space Art and the Space Sword Technique; Tianxin is at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer Peak, having mastered the Shadow Demon Assassination Technique and the Darkness Talisman; Yaoguang is at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer Mid Stage, having mastered the Life Star Sword and Battle Intent Healing; Lin Yue is at the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer Early Stage, having mastered the Rock Demon Prison Suppressing Technique and the Spirit Plant Rock Demon Formation."

He listed them one by one, clearly stating everyone's progress. As they listened, a sense of pride welled up in their hearts. Over these few months, they had indeed grown so much.

"But the ninth floor will be the greatest challenge," Gao Feng continued. "The Legacy of the War God of Ten Thousand Races cannot be obtained easily. We must be prepared to face any difficulty."

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Gao Feng turned around and strode toward the portal. The others followed closely behind, entering one after another.

Amidst the flickering light, their figures disappeared from the seventh floor.

In just a moment, the eight of them were already standing in a grand temple.

This temple was far grander than any floor they had seen before. The dome was immeasurably high, as if it led directly to the starry sky; the surrounding walls were covered in massive bas-reliefs, each one recording a magnificent period of history; twelve golden pillars as thick as a hug supported the dome, each one carved with a different totem of the Ten Thousand Races, lifelike and emitting a faint pressure.

And in the very center of the temple was a massive throne.

The throne was carved entirely from golden Meteorite Crystal, standing ten zhang high and five zhang wide, with a human skeleton wearing golden armor seated upon it. Although the skeleton had passed away countless ages ago, it still emitted a majestic ancient aura—an aura so strong that the eight of them felt a wave of suffocation as soon as they stepped in.

"Is this... the War God of Ten Thousand Races?" Lin Jingyu murmured, his eyes full of shock.

Gao Feng slowly walked forward to the throne. He looked up at the skeleton, an indescribable sense of respect welling up in his heart. This ancient powerhouse had single-handedly resisted the Ten Thousand Races, guarding the Human Realm for a thousand years, and finally fell here, leaving behind a Legacy to wait for future generations.

He shifted his gaze from the skeleton to the walls surrounding the temple. What those bas-reliefs recorded was precisely the life of the War God of Ten Thousand Races.

The first bas-relief showed an ordinary boy struggling to survive in the mountains.

The second bas-relief showed the boy joining a Sect and beginning to Cultivate.

The third bas-relief showed the boy first showing his talent and standing out among his peers.

The fourth bas-relief showed the boy growing into a young man and starting to travel through the Cultivation World.

The fifth bas-relief showed the young man encountering the invasion of the Ten Thousand Races and witnessing the tragic deaths of his fellow disciples.

The sixth bas-relief showed the young man making an oath to protect the Human Realm and resist the Ten Thousand Races.

The seventh bas-relief showed the young man stepping onto the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races and beginning a long campaign.

The eighth bas-relief showed the young man growing into a middle-aged man, already the commander of the Human Realm's allied forces.

The ninth bas-relief showed the middle-aged man in a decisive battle with the King of Ten Thousand Races, slaying him beneath his sword.

The tenth bas-relief showed the middle-aged man establishing the Meteor Battle Tower, leaving behind his Legacy, and then passing away here.

Bas-relief after bas-relief recorded the magnificent life of the War God of Ten Thousand Races. The eight of them watched quietly, their hearts filled with shock and respect.

"This is a truly powerful person," Lin Jingyu murmured. "Turning the tide with his own strength and guarding the Human Realm for a thousand years."

Luo Li said softly, "He must have been very lonely back then."

Chu Lan nodded and said, "Yes, carrying such a heavy responsibility alone, there probably weren't many people who could fight alongside him."

The group fell silent, their respect for this ancient powerhouse deepening.

Just then, the skeleton on the throne suddenly vibrated!

A golden phantom slowly emerged from the skeleton, condensing into the image of a middle-aged man. The man was clad in golden armor, his face resolute, his eyes as bright as stars, and his entire body emitted a majestic Battle Intent.

"It has been many years..." the phantom spoke slowly, his voice low and heavy, echoing in the temple like an ancient bell, "finally, someone has reached the ninth floor."

The eight of them quickly bowed and said in unison, "Greetings, Senior."

The phantom waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over each of the eight people. When his gaze fell on Gao Feng, a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer Peak, a powerful Physical Body, and even a trace of the War God Power within you," he said slowly. "It seems you have already obtained the legacies from the previous floors."

Gao Feng said respectfully, "Junior Gao Feng obtained some legacies by chance; I do not dare to be arrogant."

"Neither arrogant nor impetuous, very good."

He looked at the others and continued, "A girl with outstanding musical talent, a girl with amazing Formation talent, a girl with excellent spatial talent, a girl with an awakened darkness Bloodline, a girl with a deep understanding of the path of life, a boy with outstanding defensive talent, and a boy with amazing sword dao talent... Not bad, not bad, all are reliable choices."

He listed them one by one, actually stating everyone's characteristics and strengths clearly. The group was shocked, knowing that although this Senior was only a remnant soul, his insight far exceeded that of ordinary people.

The phantom looked at Gao Feng again and said, "That you could reach the ninth floor proves you have the potential to become the new generation's War God of Ten Thousand Races. The War God of Ten Thousand Races Legacy I left behind shall be given to you today."

Gao Feng was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Senior."

The phantom waved his hand, and a golden light shot out from his fingertip, entering Gao Feng's forehead. In the next moment, countless pieces of information flooded into Gao Feng's Sea of Consciousness like a tide.

It was the complete War God of Ten Thousand Races Legacy!

It included the Cultivation Technique War God Art, with detailed methods for every stage from entry to Major Achievement; it included the battle technique Nine Styles of the War God, with every style containing infinite variations and mysteries; it included the cultivation insights of past God of War powerhouses, as well as various combat techniques and experiences!

Gao Feng closed his eyes to comprehend, letting that information flow through his Sea of Consciousness. Around his body, a faint golden light began to emerge, growing brighter and stronger until it enveloped his entire person.

At the same time, the phantom raised his hand again, and a golden sword shadow emerged from his palm. It was an illusory longsword, its blade covered in profound God of War Patterns, emitting a terrifying pressure.

"This is the Sword Soul of my life-bound Magical Artifact—the God of War Sword," the phantom said. "Today, I shall bestow it upon you."

He gave it a light push, and the golden Sword Soul flew toward Gao Feng, merging into the vajra sword hanging at his waist.

The vajra sword vibrated violently, letting out bursts of clear and melodious sword hums! On the blade, golden God of War Patterns emerged, intertwining and merging with the original meteorite patterns! The aura of the sword began to skyrocket at a visible speed!

Foundation Establishment Magical Artifact, Golden Core Magical Artifact, Mid-Grade Golden Core Magical Artifact, High-Grade Golden Core Magical Artifact!

When the Sword Soul had completely merged into the vajra sword, the vajra sword had transformed into a High-Grade Golden Core Magical Artifact! On the blade, the golden God of War Patterns and the silver meteorite patterns complemented each other, emitting a terrifying pressure!

Gao Feng opened his eyes and gripped the vajra sword, feeling a sense of blood-connection well up in his heart. He could feel that this sword had merged with him, becoming like an extension of his arm, moving according to his will.

"Thank you, Senior!" He bowed solemnly.

The phantom waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. That you could reach here is due to your own strength."

He paused and continued, "I will bestow one more thing upon you."

He waved his hand, and a golden token emerged from the void, floating in front of Gao Feng. The token was entirely golden, with a large character for 'War' carved on it, emitting a faint pressure.

"This is the war god token," the phantom said. "Holding this token, you can mobilize all the Legacy powers of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races. If the Ten Thousand Races army invades, you can use this token to summon the Guardian Grand Formation of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races to trap the invading army."

Gao Feng took the war god token and felt a warm current flow into his body, echoing with the War God Power within him. He knew that the value of this token far exceeded any Legacy.

"Thank you, Senior." He bowed for the third time.

The phantom smiled slightly and said, "Alright, I have finished explaining everything I needed to. This remnant soul should also dissipate now."