Chapter 1191: Barrier Backlash

Boom!

As Zhou Yuan inserted the formation flag into the core hub of the Saint Origin Barrier, the entire barrier immediately began to vibrate violently. Its previously orderly operational trajectory was directly severed by Zhou Yuan from its very center.

Concurrently, the formation flags that had been inserted into the nodes previously breached by the teams from the five great Heaven Domains also began to hum, responding to the call from the innermost core.

Normally, these node formation flags had little effect. But with the Saint Origin Barrier's core breached, these seemingly insignificant outer flags would swiftly begin to erode the barrier's control.

Countless streams of light shot skyward, piercing into the barrier.

Terrifying fluctuations began to spread within the barrier.

Meanwhile, the Sacred Race forces began to panic, their faces etched with terror as they stared at the sky. The barrier, once their greatest reliance, had now transformed into a harbinger of death.

Because the barrier's source was constructed by them, now that Zhou Yuan controlled it, that power would immediately rebound.

That was the backlash of the Saint Origin Barrier!

No one within this barrier could withstand such a backlash!

Boom! Their fear did not last long. The next moment, the heavens and earth convulsed, space was torn open, and terrifying beams of power descended from the sky, striking the countless Sacred Race forces with extreme precision.

As the pillars of light descended, no matter how the Sacred Race forces resisted, they instantly exploded into mists of blood, leaving no trace behind.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Instantly, within the entire barrier, countless mists of blood rose, as if it were a grand, bloody fireworks display.

The forces from the five great Heaven Domains watched this scene with shock and excitement. They felt no pity whatsoever, fully understanding that if they had failed to break the formation today, their fate would have been identical.

However, precisely because they witnessed such a bloody scene firsthand, their reverence and gratitude towards Zhou Yuan grew even deeper.

“Zhou Yuan!!”

Jiatu also saw this scene, his eyes instantly splitting with rage, and he roared furiously.

He knew that they would undoubtedly suffer heavy losses this time, and the cause of it all was the cadaver-like Zhou Yuan standing before him!

“Our Sacred Race Saints will surely not spare you!” Jiatu’s voice was filled with murderous intent.

Zhou Yuan's expression was indifferent as he calmly said, “I didn’t expect you to be so naive, even in desperation. This is inherently a life-or-death struggle. Do you truly believe that if I let you go, the Sacred Race would then put aside its animosity towards me?”

Jiatu’s eyes grew cold, and the fury on his face slowly subsided. Having regained his composure, he understood that Zhou Yuan would absolutely show no mercy today.

He glanced at the sparks dancing on his body; the Saint Fire was rapidly consuming him. Once it invaded his body, he would completely vanish.

At this moment, no one could save him unless a powerhouse above the Law Domain stage intervened.

However, under the special rules of the Ancient Origin Heaven, even a Saint of the Sacred Race could not interfere.

Therefore... he was destined to die today.

At this thought, Jiatu ironically calmed down. He watched the mists of blood constantly exploding within the Saint Origin Barrier due to the backlash, when a severed finger suddenly detached from his palm.

The severed finger fell, immediately shattered, and a strange light flew out from it.

That strange light rapidly expanded against the wind, forming a black ring.

The black ring tore through space, appearing above the Sacred Race forces as if teleporting. A massive suction force erupted from it, pulling in as many Sacred Race forces as possible before the barrier's backlash fully descended.

Inside the black ring, it seemed to lead to another space.

Zhou Yuan watched this scene calmly. The black ring emitted a trace of heart-palpitating aura, likely a creation of a Sacred Race Saint. However, he could also sense that the black ring possessed no offensive power; its sole purpose was to transport a few individuals away.

“You are truly cautious, to have prepared such a retreat,” Zhou Yuan said with a hint of admiration. It was clear that Jiatu had prepared this contingency long ago. To have considered it even while holding a significant advantage showed that Jiatu was indeed a formidable individual.

No wonder he could become the strongest Heavenly Sun stage expert of this generation in the Sacred Race.

Jiatu did not reply. This move of his was merely a desperate attempt at rescue, as at least half of the Sacred Race forces would be lost to the barrier's backlash.

This was also the most elite generation among the Sacred Race's Heavenly Sun stage experts.

Even with the Sacred Race's profound foundation, such a loss could not be easily disregarded.

However, by severing his finger, Jiatu was even more severely corroded by the Saint Fire; the lower half of his body had already melted into nothingness.

Jiatu’s expression was calm. He looked at Zhou Yuan and said, “Zhou Yuan, this time, you have won a round. But do you truly believe that sacrificing yourself to this extent can change anything?”

“The struggle in the Ancient Origin Heaven is divided into four levels. We are merely at the lowest tier, and the Ancestral Qi we vie for is only one-fifth of the entire Ancient Origin Heaven’s.”

“Higher up in the Ancient Origin Heaven, there are struggles and contests between Nascent Source Realm, Law Domain Realm, and even Saint-level experts... In the past, our Sacred Race has always plundered more than half of the Ancestral Qi each time. The might of my Sacred Race is something you lowly ants cannot compare to.”

“Moreover, even if you gained a bit more this time, what does that matter? Can one victory outweigh the accumulation of hundreds of Ancient Origin Heaven battles by my Sacred Race?”

Jiatu shook his head, a hint of condescending pity in his voice: “So, even if you won this time, it regrettably changes nothing about your ant-like status.”

Zhou Yuan ignored his words, his gaze remaining calm. He knew Jiatu was trying to provoke him.

There was no need to bother with a dying man.

Seeing Zhou Yuan’s indifference, Jiatu subtly curled his lips and said, “Zhou Yuan, I will also be here, watching you die with me.”

Zhou Yuan still paid him no mind. Instead, he lifted his head, gazing at the sky above the Saint Origin Barrier. A massive black hole had appeared there, restraining nine dragon-shadow-like entities—the nine main Ancestral Qi veins of the Ancient Origin Heaven.

As he looked at the nine main veins, a light emerged in Zhou Yuan’s eyes.

Then, the corners of his parched lips twitched slightly, and a slightly hoarse voice resounded: “Jiatu, who told you I would die here with you?”

Jiatu’s pupils constricted, and he sneered, “You merged your flesh, spirit, and Genesis Qi, igniting a wisp of Saint Fire. Your physical body is now on the verge of destruction. What more do you hope to cling to?”

“That’s not necessarily true. There is something that can save me right now,” Zhou Yuan calmly replied.

With a faint smile in his eyes, he gazed at the nine main Ancestral Qi veins trapped within the massive black hole formed by the Saint Origin Barrier. Within them, he sensed the presence of an ineffable ancient substance.

If he wasn’t mistaken, that should be what he had long yearned for... Ancestral Dragon flesh and blood!

He didn't need much; just a small amount would be enough to rescue him from his current state of destruction, and the remainder could be given to Yaoyao.

However, he also faintly sensed that this so-called Ancestral Dragon flesh and blood might not be something easy to endure.

But now, he had few other choices.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes turning sharp. The next instant, his withered figure suddenly shot skyward amidst countless shocked gazes, directly plunging into the massive black hole.