1484: Chapter 1439: Insight into the Origin, All Units Attention!
1484: Chapter 1439: Insight into the Origin, All Units Attention!
It was but a very small piece of blood and flesh, yet it was intertwined with both vitality and Death Qi, completely shattering his understanding.
The murderous intent that pierced through heaven and earth, spanning the Starry Sea, tore apart his world of thoughts, annihilating those four mythical creatures, and this piece of flesh in his hand was his harvest at the brink of danger.
Apart from that, the various Qi emitted by this lump of flesh were unbelievable to him.
Above all heavens, each race has its unique life branding, just like for him, even though he is Cultivating Divinity, the mark engraved deep in his bloodlines is still that of the Human race!
The Demon race has demon marks, the Sacred Child has the Saint Clan branding, and even the Scorpion Clan has its unique Bloodlines Mark, but the blood and flesh in his hands seed to be a mixture of multiple races’ brandings.
That’s right!
He couldn’t be sensing it wrong, as faint as these race brandings were, they still manifested deep within the flesh and blood.
Feathered Immortal Clan, Demon race, Blood Clan, Spirit Clan, Jade Clan, God Clan…
There were simply too many, with tens to hundreds of different kinds of blood Qi, more like a ssy fusion.
“Abyssal Pit, Nine Nether Underworld, The Blood and Bones of All Heavens…”
At this mont, Xiao Chen’s eyes revealed a fierce light, he seed to have understood, throughout the endless years, the Human race was actually nurturing these monsters.
Hiss!
Realizing this, a chill rose behind Xiao Chen; throughout the ancient tis, just how many of the Hundred Clans’ blood and bones had been buried by the Human race, and how many monsters had erged from the Abyss, how did they co out, and what was their relationship with the Demon race!
Hum!
Just then, the flesh in his palm wriggled continuously, enveloped by Blood Qi, as if a lifeform was evolving.
“This…!”
Just after a dozen or so breaths, the flesh in Xiao Chen’s hands transford once again, turning into an Eyeless Earth Dragon the size of a fist.
Its aura might be negligible, but the blood and flesh that had been torn apart and separated had once again evolved into life, which was terrifying to think about!
What does this signify!
Unless these monsters are completely annihilated, even if a single piece of their blood and bone remains, it could regenerate and evolve into this kind of eyeless lifeform.
What kind of creator could have created such beings!
At this mont, Xiao Chen was absolutely certain that these monsters were created, fused with the flesh and blood of various races from All Heavens.
Sealing the fist-sized eyeless monster and suppressing it in his Small World, Xiao Chen took several monts to calm down before he could suppress the turmoil in his heart.
He began to recuperate his injuries; the terrifying murderous intent not only tore through his world of aggregated thoughts but also caused his Blood Qi to surge chaotically.
With each breath, the sound of dragons’ roars and tigers’ howls resonated from within his body, the source of laws at his brow revealing itself, imdiately causing the Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Paths around him to vibrate, converging into a radiance like ripples.
Sitting in the midst of Divine Radiance, Xiao Chen was surrounded by descending divine auras, thousands of strands rolling in like tides, an anomaly that had only occurred after his recent seclusion, seemingly causing a resonance with All Heavens whenever he cultivated.
Moreover, inadvertently, he was even able to receive so remnants left in heaven and earth, those were the divine powers left by Ancient Celestial Entities!
The Divine Radiance of the Great Dao Laws transford into Dao light, like falling silk threads, and in just a few breaths, the sounds of tiger’s roars on Xiao Chen’s body quieted down, while his breathing fluctuations vaguely rged with heaven and earth.
The human body is like a world, and now Xiao Chen’s body is a secret chamber harboring great mysteries, with innurable divine powers turned into traveling dragons, shuttling through every part of his body.
Every inch of his flesh and blood was not spared; the mysterious attack from before had traces of thoughts infiltrating his body, and the traveling dragons turned from divine powers were capturing these thoughts.
…
While Xiao Chen was healing, the Scorpion Clan had collectively retreated millions of miles away, evidently having left in haste, with their previously settled camp largely intact.
In the center of the Golden Scorpion Mountain Range, opposite the Scorpion Clan’s camp, is the Human race’s gathering place.
Fu Mountain Sword Saint has already cald the injured divisions, with all the kings gathered at the tent at the peak of the mountain.
This ti, the five divisions of the Human race ca to the Scorpion Clan by the decree of the East Emperor, and although the Sword-covering Pavilion brought the fewest warriors, their strength was the strongest.
Beyond Fu Mountain Sword Saint, there was also a Supre War Master, Sufeng Sword King, and in addition, two thousand disciples of the Sword-covering Pavilion, not many in number, but enough to form a Supre Sword Formation, which was the most formidable offensive for breaking through enemy lines!
And the strong ones from the Qingmu Emperor Clan were led by a Great Elder, an ancient being alive for sixty thousand years, possessing the power of Stage Eight Realm, leading a million of the Qingmu Emperor Clan’s War Masters.
The Turtle Head King Division was represented by the Grand Elder, while a part of the Taihao Clan was led by a War Master of the Seven Heavens Realm from the Taihao Royal Blood Family.
Within the tent, there were ten figures, all of Supre Realm.
Although few in number, their combined strength was dozens of tis stronger than the forces rallied by Xiao Chen from the entire Southern Domain.
Now, the main seat in the tent remained empty, with Fu Mountain Sword Saint taking a lower seat.
Across from him was the Blue Light Emperor from the Rain Clan, who currently had his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to the sowhat strange atmosphere inside the tent.
Fu Mountain Sword Saint couldn’t help but smile wryly.
The Rain Clan was an allied clan of the Human race and was here to assist in the conquest of the Scorpion Clan, not within the scope of the Human race’s five divisions!
The Sacred Child’s conquest had already impacted their original arrangents.
His gaze moved away from the Blue Light Emperor, settling on that elder from the Taihao Royal Blood Family.
Now, as the Four Sacred Children of the Eastern Wasteland each led their conquests against other races, the Taihao Clan would inevitably return to assist their own Sacred Child, and with the Turtle Head King Division being closely related to the Taihao World, it’s likely they would also leave!
The remaining Qingmu Emperor Clan, a lineage so ancient and with such deep roots, might not easily pick a side.
For such long-standing lineages, the conquests between Holy Sons can hardly shake them.
Even choosing to remain neutral, whichever Holy Son eventually ascends to the throne will inevitably rely on them.
This is their confidence!
Even the Sword-covering Pavilion, presided over by this very Emperor, harbors this calculation: when a new East Emperor assus the throne, the Sword-covering Pavilion will surely be heavily utilized.
There is a great disparity between obeying the Human Emperor and obeying a Holy Son.
Betting now carries an excessive risk, especially since the Eastern Wasteland harbors four Holy Sons!
Once a decision has been made to join a Holy Son’s camp, it would likely an committing one’s clan with all its might to follow the Holy Son in a conquest of All Heavens.
It is bound to incur losses, but if the chosen Holy Son ultimately reaches the culmination of power, then all involved rejoice.
However, if the chosen Holy Son is defeated from his throne, then all investnts beco pointless.
This is a gamble, a colossal wager of fate.
In every era, new powers erge as old ones decline, even the Imperial Blood has not been exempt from this cycle throughout the ages!
In the end, the Fu Mountain Sword Saint cast his gaze toward a warrior clad in gray robes, hailing from an ancient power within the Eastern Wasteland, whose renown is seldom heard of—the ‘Kunbeiyouhan’ lineage of the Divine Marquis Palace’s Guardian Branches.
Yet as the ages have passed, only the Bei and You branches retain their legacy from the original four; the Kun and Han branches have long since vanished into history!
And the Forbidden Sacred Child who arrived is from the Divine Marquis Palace; needless to say, the warrior from the You branch will inevitably follow him.
Five factions have thus divided into three camps: the neutrals, the departers, and the followers.
It was clear to Xiao Chen the state of affairs here, and so he restricted everyone’s departure, becoming the executor for the ti being!
“Sword Emperor, I have received a ssage from our family head.
Our Holy Son has started his conquest against other clans, so our Taihao Clan needs to leave and join forces with our Holy Son.
Please, I implore the Sword Emperor to report this to the Forbidden Sacred Child!”
Then, an elder from the Taihao Clan spoke abruptly.
Though his words were respectful, they didn’t actually hold much fear for Xiao Chen, a Holy Son.
“I, too, have received delivery of a ssage from our family head.
The Forbidden Sacred Child has taken command of the Scorpion Clan; my Turtle Head King Division will withdraw!”
Soon after, the Grand Elder of the Turtle Head King Division spoke up.
Though he didn’t specify, how could those within the tent not understand the relation between the Turtle Head King Division and the Taihao Clan?
Here it cos!
The Fu Mountain Sword Saint inwardly smirked bitterly, cursing Xiao Chen in his heart for leaving such a problem in his hands.
Although he was a Sword Saint himself, even the Taihao Imperial Blood Family and the Qingmu Emperor Clan were no lesser than his Sword-covering Pavilion—it seed he couldn’t avoid playing the villain!
“This Emperor has been commanded by an imperial decree to preside over the Scorpion Clan, but now that the Forbidden Sacred Child is here, naturally all fall under his command.
You two should bid your farewells to the Sacred Child personally!”
Then, the Sword Emperor spoke.
“Sword Emperor, when will the Forbidden Sacred Child return?
And since you, the Sword Emperor, are stationed here by the East Emperor Palace’s orders for the Scorpion Clan, it follows that…”
“Are you questioning this Emperor!”
Suddenly, the tent was filled with the clanging sound of swords, and within a breath’s ti, swords’ light perated the tent, halting the Taihao Elder’s speech abruptly.
“I dare not, dare not!”
The Taihao Elder imdiately cried out in shock, terror in his eyes, internally regretting his audacity to question an Emperor—imperial authority was not to be defied!
“Those who defy the orders of the Forbidden Sacred Child shall be killed!”
Having taken action, the Sword Emperor was no longer discreet.
The resounding sword chis surged like a tide throughout the tent.
Unaware as he healed, Xiao Chen did not know his order had been executed by the Fu Mountain Sword Saint, who, of course, resented having to play the villain on his behalf.
At this mont, around Xiao Chen, a faint Divine Radiance lingered, with a vision of a vast ancient Earth erging behind him.
A faint and ancient Divine Shadow stood upon the Earth, surrounded by a weave of Divine Radiance.
On closer look, these diffused Divine Radiance at their core, were actually the lights of Heaven and Earth’s laws.
This Law Radiance constitutes the primal wellspring of a spiritual being’s original strength.
Nature itself embodies the Dao, and this has now beco the ultimate pursuit for Xiao Chen.
Hum!
The Divine Radiance rolled back upon itself, and a trendous majesty descended.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes amid the Divine Light, a vision of the desolate Earth faintly visible within his gaze.
Rumble!
Heaven and Earth’s Divine Radiance burst forth, Xiao Chen rose to his feet, his Battle Robe billowing, enveloped by a swirling Purple Qi, asserting an even more sacred and solemn presence.
Hum!
Suddenly, he spread his arms wide; a golden Sun rose slowly in his left hand, and a Crescent Moon hung high in his right, with Sun and Moon resonating in union.
The next mont, both Sun and Moon shattered, transforming into the most primal laws of the Great Dao, and Xiao Chen’s figure also vanished from the spot!
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