Chapter 1638 Huge Price
Zhao Yin's facial features, fingers, and skin all over his body disappeared. To restore them would be like regenerating a severed finger.
Obviously, the juice of chestnut leaves could not do that for him.
After most of the pool water was absorbed, the fluorescence inside dimmed and gradually became transparent.
Zhao Yin had anticipated this.
The next moment, the ancestral spirit's brow slowly split open, and a drop of golden ancestral spirit blood dripped onto Zhao Yin's head...
In an instant, it was absorbed by Zhao Yin's skull, and a spiritual-level vitality burst out in his body.
Now, the clone of the ancestor spirit is still in the growth stage, and the essence and blood cannot allow the original body to evolve into the ancestor spirit.
But it has the same origin as the soul of the original body and the blood power of the ancestor's incarnation.
It could be said that for Zhao Yin at this moment, the blood and vitality of the ancestral spirit clone could repair his injured body more effectively than any other medicine...
It is just the essence of a life, which is too limited. Every drop is extremely precious, so Zhao Yin is reluctant to use it on a daily basis.
But at this moment he couldn't care less.
The ancestor's clone was already in a weak state. After a drop of blood flowed out, his own life force immediately weakened.
Even the blood-jade-like vines within the treetops had dimmed.
Zhao Yin's spiritual power slowly locked onto the ancestral spirit clone and the four wooden figures, imprisoned within the tree canopy...
Nearly two hundred quasi-god-level living beings... Among them, four seven-winged angels, one minotaur, and three wood tribes... all of them are already top-level quasi-god-level strength.
There are also more than 4,000 demigod-level living beings!
Zhao Yin looked up at the sky. A black dragon in the sky still held a first-level Bull-Headed God imprisoned in one of its claws...
"I can't care about so much anymore, recovering from my injuries is the most important thing!"
Zhao Yin murmured in his heart: "Resources are meant to be used. If they can't save lives, what's the point of having them?"
He gritted his teeth, and the branches of his ancestral spirit suddenly twisted, and endless sword energy burst out from the branches...
A scream was heard, and a six-winged angel in the tree canopy had its head pierced through.
Then, the branch pierced into the body of the six-winged angel...
A large amount of vitality was extracted by the ancestor's clone, and the body of the six-winged angel shriveled up rapidly.
It quickly turned into a dried corpse, then turned into dust, falling from the treetops...
This is a waste.
The life level of the ancestor's clone is too high. As a six-winged angel, all the vitality in his body can only make up for the drop of essence and blood that has just been lost.
Then, Zhao Yin killed the next six-winged angel without hesitation...
When there were only seventy quasi-god-level living beings left, the life force of the ancestor's clone finally recovered to its peak.
Zhao Yin immediately stopped, as continuing to devour would only allow the ancestor's clone to evolve slowly...
Compared with cultivating essence and blood with the vitality of a living body, its value is greatly reduced at this moment.
"I need to create more blood of the ancestors!"
Zhao Yin gritted his teeth, and then, drops of water from the ancestral spirit's brows fell on his head, quickly disappearing...
The life force of the main body also slowly grew...
After twenty drops of blood had fallen, the body's face was finally covered with a layer of pink, and the tender skin gradually covered the blurry flesh...
At this moment, the aura of the ancestor's clone became weak again...
Zhao Yin could only grit his teeth and continue to kill the quasi-god-level living beings.
Until there were only eight top-level quasi-gods left... the aura of the ancestor's clone finally recovered.
Another twenty drops of the ancestor's blood fell, and Zhao Yin's skin finally covered his entire body. However, the new skin still looked very thin, and under the pink, the blood vessels under the skin could be clearly seen.
His facial features were still blurry...
"continue!"
He finally aimed his butcher knife at the top quasi-god...
The vitality of a seven-winged angel is dozens of times that of an intermediate quasi-god. After only two of them were killed, the ancestor's clone recovered to its peak aura...
Two hours later, Zhao Yin finally returned to his original appearance. Except for his pale complexion, his appearance was no different from before.
The ancestral spirit clone once again simulated the Eye of God...
[Human male, awakened superpower, SSS-level evolver, evolution degree 100/11: Strength 112000, Agility 119000, Stamina 111500, Defense 108800, Spirit 668900, Talent SSS-level Fire Sacrifice! B-level shooting!
Abilities: SSS-level Contract Soul, SSS-level Space, SSS-level Soul Division, SSS-level Dragon Body, SSS-level Phantom God! Life Countdown: 5221310 days!
Note: Human high-level life forms have fallen into a weak period.]
Finally, except for defense and mental strength, the three major attributes have recovered to more than 100,000 points again.
But it is still a weak period, and it is still far from the period of complete victory.
Zhao Yin's gaze once again turned to the Minotaur god imprisoned by the black dragon.
He finally hesitated...
Now, he could not sense any light from the ancestral portal in his mind.
This means that the world you fall into is not connected to the myriad worlds within the void.
This kind of thing had happened to the second clone in the original place, and the original body had also encountered it in the ancient dream world...
He didn't know whether it was because space and the void were disconnected in this world, or because time was not in the same era.
In a world where everything is unknown, if he could have this god-level life form, always possessing magic, he would be much safer...
But the enchantment time is limited to seventy-two hours. If the injuries cannot be recovered, how will he face the unknown crisis next?
Zhao Yin hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind.
"The enchantment time is too short. I'm afraid it won't be easy to escape from this world!"
Zhao Yin murmured in his heart: "Swallow it alive, it will be easier to digest."
The next moment, a huge branch emerged from the trunk of the ancestor's clone, spreading towards the sky...
At the same time, the will of the original body once again descended upon the corpse of the dragon.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon claw exerted force, and a huge wound was torn on the chest of the first-level god-level Minotaur.
Immediately afterwards, the branches of the ancestor's clone pierced through the wound rapidly and began to devour...
"Roar!"
The Minotaur roared sadly and trembled all over, but he couldn't move at all in the black dragon's giant claws.
The majestic divine vitality flowed along the branches and rapidly poured into the body of the ancestor...
After a moment, the life breath of the Minotaur Clan was still strong, and the life breath of the ancestor's clone returned to its peak again.
Drops of ancestral-level blood dripped down the treetops again.
Zhao Yin's body opened its mouth and sucked everything in. The dried-up cells in his body were slowly filled with vitality...
Until half a day later!
The ancestral spirit clone once again simulated the Eye of God...
[Human male, awakened superpower, SSS-level evolver, evolution degree 100/11: Strength 638100, Agility 642000, Stamina 640500, Defense 115821, Spirit 698900, Talent SSS-level Fire Sacrifice! B-level shooting!
Abilities: SSS-level Contract Soul, SSS-level Space, SSS-level Soul Division, SSS-level Dragon Body, SSS-level Phantom God! Life Countdown: 583121362 days!
After paying a huge price, he finally recovered to his peak and got rid of the weak period.
And because of the nourishment of a large amount of ancestral spirits' essence and blood, its attributes have also increased a lot!
