Chapter 392: Chapter 304: Retire After Success
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“The White Serpent Devouring the Dragon, so he intends to take that path,” Qin Zhou muttered.
“How could anyone take that path? It has no end,” Han Zhaolong declared.
Chen Xing was sowhat puzzled by their conversation and looked at them both, his eyes filled with confusion.
“What?”
Han Zhaohu glanced at Chen Xing and then at the group of Beast Tars inside the city, scattered by the wind.
It seed that the Beast Tars of the Chi Family had no intention of making a move.
Therefore, he began to explain, “Over five hundred years ago, Great Xia excavated a skeleton from a Secret Realm. Inside the skeleton’s stomach were five steles, which told of a legendary path known as ‘The White Serpent Devouring the Dragon’.”
“A legendary path?” Chen Xing was of course aware of what a legendary path was.
Isn’t a legendary path one ant for Ascension? Yet from their description, it sounded more like so kind of inheritance.
“The steles depict a tale from the era of the Ancient Gods where a white serpent ascended to godhood through the legendary path, similar to climbing a mountain. If soone succeeds in reaching the summit, that proves the path is viable, no matter how rugged, and it can serve as a guide,” Han Zhaolong explained.
“But there’s a prerequisite. The deity who ascended through this legend must be dead. Each mountain has room for only one at the summit. If later generations wish to climb it, they must push down the one who resides there. Put yourself in their place; would you want to be pushed down?”
Chen Xing shook his head.
Han Zhaohu sighed, “Exactly. If the original deity still exists, anyone attempting to follow their ascended path will face a dire end.”
“So, is the deity of that path dead?”
“That’s the most despairing part. Although the path to Ascension was unsealed only in recent years and no one has reached the final step, there were those who worshipped the deity and received a response,” Han Zhaohu said aningfully.
Chen Xing’s expression intensified.
Received a response!?
That must an the deity is still alive.
“So, this path is dood. Those who learn from shall live; those who mimic shall die. There is hope in consulting another’s path to Ascension, but to copy soone’s path to Ascension is to walk a path to death.”
“Yet, it’s not entirely without benefits. The trailblazer through the woods leaves footprints, allowing those who follow to tread more easily. If one rely wishes to proceed through the stages of Ascension, imitating a forerunner can be an effective thod, but in doing so… one also cuts off their own future prospects,” Han Zhaolong spoke somberly.
In this grand era, which genius lacks ambition? Who doesn’t want to ride the waves in a great era of reviving gods?
Who would want to write their ending prematurely when the fate of the universe is still undecided?
“With the return of the Ancient Gods, not all gods are united. Even deities can fall, and by staking a claim early, there could be opportunities,” Qin Zhou said calmly.
Compared to the fiery young Han Zhaolong, Qin Zhou was older, more seasoned, well-acquainted with life’s trials. The passion of youth had long since faded in him.
If it were him, perhaps he would make a similar choice.
Within the barracks, the enormous white serpent writhed continuously, its belly rapidly flattening as it digested the Flaming Unicorn at a frightening speed.
Such digestive capabilities were truly terrifying.
“Die!”
The white serpent exhaled a massive cloud of frost, freezing hundreds to thousands of nearby Beast Tars.
Then the massive serpent moved forward, its tail slashing like a white bolt of lightning.
Rows of Beast Tars, along with their beasts, were swept into oblivion!
Atop a building on the Jiu Chi City wall, a man and a woman sat on the balcony, looking down.
“The legion commander may die, but the Giant City Guard Army can’t suffer too many losses, otherwise it would be difficult to explain,” said the woman in a purple robe.
The man grunted in agreent, “It’s fine, his main beast has perished. Whether he lives or dies is irrelevant now.”
With a wave of his hand, a ghostly beast appeared beside him.
This beast was roughly the sa height as a man, with a face covered in gold and red patterns, resembling the makeup of traditional Chinese opera.
Its long tail was wrapped around its left leg; another monkey face was situated on its chest, eyes tightly shut, its expression seemingly one of suffering.
The creature lifted its paw, its palm suffused with blue flas.
With a gentle press downward.
In the barracks, the frost on the thousands of frozen Beast Tars lted away. Although frozen, their consciousness had not been suppressed.
Realizing the white serpent was not sothing they could handle, they hastened to retreat upon thawing.
At the sa ti, nurous Flaming Unicorns sent a stream of red lines into a larger Flaming Unicorn beneath a commanding officer, rging into its body.
With countless red lines converging, the Flaming Unicorn’s body swelled dramatically, growing dozens of tis in size instantly, standing tall like a mountain of flas.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering neigh, flas erupted under the hooves of the Flaming Unicorn, transforming into nimble serpents of fire that spiraled upwards, forming a towering inferno that pierced the sky!
The frost mist stirred up by the white serpent’s chase collided intensely with the blazing wall, generating a vast expanse of white fog.
The white serpent wanted to keep attacking, but it was forced to turn back in response to the attack that had reached it from behind.
Above in the sky, Chen Xing looked at the ground where the shards of frozen soldiers lay scattered, their Storage Ornants dropped all around.
This was indeed “dropping equipnt.”
And there was plenty of it everywhere.
According to what had been said before, these pieces of equipnt… were all ant for him and Uncle Qin.
As the battle’s aftermath carried on, so Storage Ornants were flung aside; others were buried.
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