"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Huang Zhong has slain three Void God realm beings, Zuo Geng, Zuo Zichen, and Zuo Fan, gaining 5.3 million slaughter points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Huang Zhong has slain forty Water Moon Heavenly God realm beings, gaining 87 million slaughter points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, for occupying a sect's territory in Water Moon Heaven, gaining six million Dao of Fortune Merit points!"
"Ding! Fortune Nine Cauldrons have converted one million Fortune Merit points, and at the end of the void, have successfully captured the Twelve Golden Men of Huaxia and the Grand Summoning Altar!"
"Ding! The host can use six million Dao of Fortune Merit points and one hundred million slaughter points for capture!"
"Ding! Notifying the host, whether to consume six million Dao of Fortune Merit points and one hundred million slaughter points for capture?"
The Twelve Golden Men?
The Grand Summoning Altar?
Since when did the Fortune Nine Cauldrons have this function?
Yang Hao scratched his head, bewildered, but his mouth split into a grin at the sight of the Twelve Golden Men and the Grand Summoning Altar. These two divine artifacts were truly exceptional.
He couldn't tell if this hidden mechanism was triggered by some unknown reason or was a gift from the Fortune Nine Cauldrons after their promotion to immortal artifacts. The Samsara Xuanhuang Tower hadn't bothered to elaborate.
"System, first show me the detailed information of the Twelve Golden Men and the Grand Summoning Altar!" Yang Hao narrowed his eyes. He was certainly familiar with the Twelve Golden Men of Qin Shi Huang and the Grand Summoning Altar, but he needed to know what changes and functions they possessed in this realm. Were they worth the immense cost to acquire?
"Ding! Twelve Golden Men (Immortal Artifact): After Qin Shi Huang unified the six states and swept across the land, to prevent rebellion from his subjects, he collected all the weapons in the realm and cast twelve massive bronze statues. Each of the twelve golden men is thirty feet tall and weighs a thousand stone. After being modified by the Samsara Xuanhuang Tower, they now conform to the Great Dao of this realm!" Su Dan Novel Network.
"The Twelve Golden Men are immortal artifacts, possessing the power to suppress the national destiny of a Great Han Imperial Dynasty. They can also combine into a formation to defend a territory. The first level of the Twelve Golden Men possesses the terrifying power to slay Heavenly Gods. As long as it is within the territory of the Great Han Imperial Dynasty, or in the vicinity of any Ancient Hero, the Twelve Golden Men can emerge from the void to suppress any disloyal elements!"
Good heavens!
Remarkable!
If, by its literal description, the first level alone could emerge from the void and slay Heavenly Gods, then what about subsequent levels!
Yang Hao frowned with a hint of worry. Looking at the vast amount of slaughter points and faith points, his current trump cards were limited to the Five Tiger Generals Scroll, which could be used only three more times. However, with Huang Zhong's emergence, the realms of the other generals were no longer excessively high, and they could no longer be considered trump cards.
Even if his current territory, Daozhou, was safe, what about the other Daozhou?
Alas!
"Show me the Grand Summoning Altar!"
Yang Hao shook his head. He decided to examine the Grand Summoning Altar's information first before deciding if it was worth such a hefty price to pursue.
"Ding! Grand Summoning Altar (No Level): The Samsara Xuanhuang Tower has synthesized it based on ancient sites like the Jiaonü Terrace, Jingzhou Summoning Altar, Zhou Yu's Summoning Altar, and Zhuge Liang's Summoning Altar. This altar has a steep base, surrounded by brilliant divine light, containing numerous titles of Ancient Heroes. The host can consume twenty million slaughter points and two million Dao of Fortune Merit points for capture."
"If successful, upon bestowing a corresponding title upon an Ancient Hero, that hero will receive a fixed hero ranking and a significant breakthrough in their cultivation realm. Heroes who are successfully bestowed with titles can erect their respective battle flags on the Grand Summoning Altar. The Grand Summoning Altar will then separate a wisp of the hero's soul to guard their battle flag. As long as this soul remains, the hero can be resurrected infinitely after death, until their cultivation realm and lifespan are exhausted and they perish!"
Amazing!!!
Yang Hao slapped his thigh forcefully. This was far more worthwhile than the Twelve Golden Men. One was a supreme killing technique to suppress Heavenly Gods, while the other was a comprehensive enhancement for all emerged Ancient Heroes.
In comparison, the Grand Summoning Altar was more cost-effective!
However, the consumption of slaughter points and Fortune Merit points to acquire the hero titles was astronomical. But to allow the emerged Ancient Heroes to advance further was indeed worthwhile.
"System, consume six million Dao of Fortune Merit points and one hundred million slaughter points for capture!"
What was the big deal about slaughter points and Fortune Merit points? If they ran out, he'd just kill more and occupy more.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have received a first-time capture discount. This capture will only consume three million Dao of Fortune Merit points and fifty million slaughter points!"
"Ding! Notifying the host, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Every capture is a probabilistic event, so please consider carefully before proceeding!"
"Ding! Notifying the host, whether to consume three million Dao of Fortune Merit points and fifty million slaughter points for capture?"
"Capture!"
"Capture!"
Yang Hao's eyes widened, looking at the two glowing orbs on the Fortune Nine Cauldrons. These orbs were tiny, but their brilliance was extraordinarily dazzling.
"Ding! Notifying the host, successfully deducted three million Dao of Fortune Merit points and fifty million slaughter points for capture!"
"Weng~~"
A stream of light flashed, and then... nothing more happened.
After a long while, Yang Hao felt tired from standing and a bit impatient. The two glowing orbs remained suspended above the Fortune Nine Cauldrons, unmoving, their divine light still dazzling and piercing.
"Ding! Notifying the host, this capture attempt has failed. The success rate for capture has increased by 10%. Does the host wish to consume six million Dao of Fortune Merit points and one hundred million slaughter points for capture?"
"You..."
"Capture!"
"Capture!"
Yang Hao's eyes widened, looking at those two small orbs. This was random, and who knew when they would appear again.
"Ding! Notifying the host, successfully deducted six million Dao of Fortune Merit points and one hundred million slaughter points for capture!!"
"Weng~~"
This time, the consumption was clearly different. Streams of bronze divine light extended from the Nine Cauldrons, seemingly traversing space, reaching far, far away. Perhaps it reached the end of the infinite void, and at some node, it successfully enveloped one of the glowing orbs!
That orb moved slowly, and from the end of the infinite void, crossing several layers of space, it rapidly approached Chang'an City of the Great Han Imperial Dynasty. The orb grew larger and larger, and soon a colossal behemoth, bathed in radiant divine light, appeared above Chang'an City.
At this moment, starlight from the physical bodies of the emerged Ancient Heroes merged into the divine light-shrouded behemoth. Even the un-emerged heroes above the Samsara Xuanhuang Tower also emanated a wisp of golden light, merging into the colossal behemoth.
Yang Hao's gaze measured the behemoth. It was about the same size as a barracks, radiating brilliant divine light and myriad auspicious colors.
"Weng~~"
The divine light on the behemoth began to tremble incessantly. Streams of void energy poured down like a waterfall, creating a rushing sound, as if water were flowing.
The bronze divine light dissipated, and the other glowing orb remaining on the Fortune Nine Cauldrons slowly vanished.
Yang Hao looked at the disappearing orb with greedy unwillingness, his heart crying out in silent anguish: "My Golden Men, my Golden Men, those were my Golden Men..."