346: Chapter 346 The Day of Suffering for the Holy Spirit Clan

The news of the successive returns of the Taiyin Human Emperor and the Solar Sage Emperor stirred up monstrous waves throughout the entire Origin Realm.

Everywhere in the Origin Realm, discussions about this were heard, and it instantly became the hottest topic of the moment.

"Do you know about the news of the Taiyin Human Emperor and the Solar Sage Emperor returning?"

"Of course I do."

"It is truly shocking that such ancient existences as the Taiyin Human Emperor and the Solar Sage Emperor could actually return completely."

"Indeed, I thought the Heavenly Emperor only had the two of them return in the form of a faith body to serve as faith gods; I didn't expect there to be such an operation."

"Transforming into a Sacred Spirit, gaining a new identity, and then successfully returning—what a truly excellent method."

These were the discussions among Cultivators of lower Realm, while those of higher Realm, especially the powerhouses above Quasi-Emperor, had strange lights flashing in their eyes.

"The Taiyin Human Emperor succeeded, and the Solar Sage Emperor succeeded as well; this proves that the Saint Spirit Transformation Method is truly feasible!"

"Both Human Emperors have done it, and judging by their appearance, this method is quite safe. If they could successfully return using this method despite their poor conditions, then can't we do it too? After all, our conditions are much better than theirs."

"Yes, yes, yes! As long as we research this method, we can also return in a Heaven-Defying manner just like them!"

A fanatical light ignited in the eyes of countless Cultivators.

The Longevity Transformation Method.

This was something everyone dreamed of.

Before, they could only imagine it, but now with the two Human Emperors as living examples right before them, who could still sit still?

For a time, researching the Saint Spirit Transformation Method became the hottest topic in the entire Origin Realm.

Countless people wanted to obtain this Transformation Method and wished to transform themselves into Sacred Spirits.

Everyone loathed the Sacred Spirit Clan, yet everyone longed to become a Sacred Spirit, for although the Sacred Spirit Clan was arrogant, their Foundation was indeed blessed by heaven.

If one were a Sacred Spirit oneself, this loathing would naturally cease to exist.

If a Sacred Spirit could gestate to Perfection, it would possess the qualifications to cross hands with a Dao Prover.

If one were lucky enough to achieve Ultimate Sublimation and go a step further, one could prove the Dao to become an Emperor, becoming a Sacred Spirit Emperor, which would truly be a meteoric rise.

Who could resist such temptation?

The best material for researching the secrets of the Saint Spirit Transformation Method was the Sacred Spirit Clan itself.

Major Star Domains and major factions all began frantically collecting information related to the Sacred Spirit Clan.

Ancient books, fragments, and legends—as long as they were relevant, they were all dug up.

Some major factions even joined forces, specifically establishing research institutions to study it day and night.

Meanwhile, in the Forbidden Zones, those Supreme beings who had self-severed a blade reacted even more intensely.

"The Saint Spirit Transformation Method is truly a perfect Transformation Method; it is entirely suitable for us."

"That's right, if Taiyin and the Solar Sage Emperor could succeed, why can't we?"

"As long as we can transform into Sacred Spirits, we can shake off this neither-here-nor-there state, re-prove the Dao, return to the Peak, and even go further."

"Yes, this is an opportunity!"

The Supreme beings discussed it excitedly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

They had waited for this day for too long.

Actually, the Forbidden Zone Supreme Beings had studied this method before when the Great Emperor of Creation returned using the Saint Spirit Transformation Method, but unfortunately, there was no progress.

They had given up, thinking that this method was special and that the Great Emperor of Creation was special, succeeding only with the help of the Heavenly Emperor.

But the successive returns of the two Human Emperors, Taiyin and the Solar Sage Emperor, helped them regain their confidence.

It turned out that the reason they hadn't succeeded before was that their direction of research was wrong.

It was because their research was not thorough enough, and they were unable to uncover the true mysteries of the Sacred Spirit Clan.

This time, they had to research it properly.

As for the subject of the research...

The best material, of course, was the Sacred Spirit Clan itself.

Consequently, an undercurrent targeting the Sacred Spirit Clan began to surge.

This was an action driven by both profit and venting.

The Sacred Spirit Clan usually acted in an arrogant and despotic manner, claiming to be the children of Heaven and equally discriminating against all races; it could be said that all major races loathed the Sacred Spirit Clan.

Although the Sacred Spirit Clan was powerful, they had absolutely no ability to resist when facing the united myriad races of the Universe.

And this was only because the myriad races were restraining themselves; otherwise, the Sacred Spirit Clan would have collapsed long ago.

The Sacred Spirits shivered and hid everywhere.

But it was useless.

How could those red-eyed Cultivators and Supreme beings of the myriad races easily let them go? The Sacred Spirits were just fish on the chopping block.

For a time, everyone in the Sacred Spirit Clan felt in danger, and screams rose one after another.

Some Sacred Spirits cried out in sorrow: "Are we truly the children of Heaven, or are we the abandoned ones of Heaven? Oh Heaven, please save us."

In the ancestral land of the Sacred Spirit Clan, deep within a hidden valley, the remaining Sacred Spirits gathered together, their faces looking worse than the others.

Sacred Spirits were a broad category, complex and diverse, with all kinds of types.

"Three more have gone missing, and three went missing yesterday!" A young stone Sacred Spirit clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot. "How long are we going to hide?"

"Hide? Can we hide?" A middle-aged turtle Sacred Spirit nearby smiled bitterly. "Three go missing today, five go missing tomorrow; in a few more days, how many of us will be left?"

A fire Sacred Spirit smashed a fist hard against the stone wall: "Then let's fight them to the death; let's all not live!"

"Fight to the death?" Another Sacred Spirit shook his head. "Do you know who our opponents are? They are the forces of multiple races united, and behind them, there are even shadows of the Forbidden Zone Supreme Beings. With the few of us left in the Sacred Spirit Clan, what can we use to fight?"

The young fire Sacred Spirit opened his mouth but could not speak.

Indeed, what could they use to fight?

How strong the Sacred Spirit Clan used to be; a Sacred Spirit of Great Perfection could challenge a Supreme being as soon as it was born, and they had the Stone Emperor as a backer—which race didn't have to walk around them when they saw them?

But what about now?

The Stone Emperor was dead, and there were no Sacred Spirits of Great Perfection. The two Sacred Spirits of Great Perfection that finally appeared were turned from ancient Human Race Emperors.

The rest were all incapable of amounting to anything.

If they really started fighting, they wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

"Besides, if it weren't for the Heavenly Court, those people wouldn't dare to be so blatant, and we would have been rounded up long ago," a Sacred Spirit said with a bitter smile.

Once this was said, everyone fell silent.

The dignified Sacred Spirits, the children of Heaven, now had to rely on the protection of the Heavenly Court to survive.

It was truly ironic.

An old wood Sacred Spirit suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse: "How about we go to the Heavenly Court and beg the Heavenly Emperor?"

Everyone looked at him.

Someone hesitated and said: "Would the Heavenly Emperor care?"

This question hit the nail on the head.

They themselves knew best what the Sacred Spirit Clan was usually like.

Relying on being the children of Heaven, which race hadn't been looked down upon by them?

The Human Race, the Yao Race, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix—whenever the Sacred Spirits met them, they would hold their noses high and speak in a sarcastic, Yin and Yang tone.

"Exactly, with the way we usually behave, would the Heavenly Emperor care about us?" A Sacred Spirit laughed self-deprecatingly.

The valley was silent.

After a long while, another old Sacred Spirit slowly spoke:

"The Heavenly Emperor's perspective and thinking are different from others. The Heavenly Emperor is the Dominator of the Origin Realm, and the entire Origin Realm is his people; he shouldn't just watch us be exterminated."

"Besides..." he paused, "now we can only try this."

"That makes sense. If we sincerely go to find the Heavenly Emperor to ask for help and admit our mistakes, and bring along our treasured items as gifts, there should be hope."

The Sacred Spirits looked at each other, and new hope ignited in their eyes; the Heavenly Emperor was their final hope.

At the same time, they also saw bitterness and helplessness in each other's eyes.

The once unruly Sacred Spirits now had to bow their heads.

But there was no other way.

To live, one had to bow one's head.

"Then... let's try."