356: Chapter 346: Ying Long of Destiny!_1 356: Chapter 346: Ying Long of Destiny!_1 Fate is an elusive and unpredictable elent – without a divine object to suppress it, it’s nearly impossible to visualize and capture it.
Xiao Chen obtained from the Purple Snake Venerable of the Underground World a divine artifact, the ancestral treasure of the Purple Snake Battle Domain, obliterating yet understanding the thod to gather Fate.
In the larger tribes with long-standing heritages, there were high priests entrusted with communicating the Fate of the human race.
However, for a small tribe like the Gu Yuan Tribe, they struggle to successfully gather their tribal fate, let alone having a high priest.
Most didn’t even know what a high priest was.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, staring at the broken wall in front of him.
Now only less than a hundred zhangs left, but it still exudes a sense of heaviness and grandeur.
The faint aura emanating from it is from the depths of the mountains, which caused him to presu that this Hundred-Zhang Ancient Mountain may contain sothing that could suppress Fate.
Ding!
Xiao Chen waved his hand, and a massive Bronze Tripod appeared before him – the sacrificial royal tripod.
Queyue Ming and Xiao Tianma had already retreated to a distance tens of feet away from Xiao Chen, watching as the massive Bronze Tripod that abruptly appeared before him, Queyue Ming couldn’t help but be curious about what Xiao Chen was planning to do, but he dared not speak out.
Plop!
A drop of bright red blood separated from Xiao Chen’s body, transforming into an incredibly ancient symbol in the void.
The radiant symbol was a dazzling red and fell into the Sacrificial King Tripod with a bang.
In the blink of an eye, it had infiltrated the colossal tripod.
Humm!
Imdiately, the Bronze Tripod gave out a humming sound.
Purple qi andered around it, and a dense amount of purple haze appeared.
A formless wave started to spread out in all directions from the Sacrificial King Tripod, much like the ripples of water.
Xiao Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he started murmuring a set of incomprehensible words.
At this mont, he was establishing a connection with the Sacrificial King Tripod.
According to the Purple Snake Venerable, this tripod had suppressed the fate of the Purple Snake Tribe for tens of thousands of years, receiving the nurturing of endless Fate every day.
It had already developed a certain intelligence.
Although it had been buried in the Underground World for ten thousand years, losing the nourishnt of Fate, its spirituality went into hiding.
Anyway, there was a thod to awaken it.
Gradually, this invisible wave grew bigger, the Sacrificial King Tripod started to tremble even more, and the dim purple-green light on the original bronze tripod dazzling, the sliver of the weak fate qi that had spread in the ruins of the ancient city started to converge on the Sacrificial King Tripod.
Boom!
In the end, the purple light on the Sacrificial King Tripod lit up.
The carvings of Desolate Wild Beasts seed to co to life.
There was a Desolate Ancient Dragon soaring, an ancient Divine Phoenix descending from the sky, and even nurous ancient wild beasts that had disappeared in the ancient tis were running around on it.
Condense!
At this point, a streak of purple light shot out from the Sacrificial King Tripod and landed on Xiao Chen and the spirituality of the Sacrificial King Tripod was awakened by Xiao Chen.
Open!
When the purple light landed on Xiao Chen, his eyes suddenly opened.
Two beams of purple light shot out from his eyes, each two zhang long.
The human race’s fate qi lingering in this place was too weak, sothing seed to be blocking it.
He needed to draw on the Sacrificial King Tripod to investigate.
The purple light was like electricity, instantly shooting into the Hundred-Zhang broken wall, diving deep into the Earth vein that was a thousand zhang deep.
The Earth vein was like intertwining dragons, complex and entangled.
However, there was only one node, and each underground Earth vein was leaking a trace of weak Fate qi.
The qi was like thousands of spirit snakes crawling from one place, precisely where the Fate spread out ca from – it was a place dense with spiritual qi.
A faint purple haze of light surrounded it, and it was filled with the pure energy of the Heaven and Earth.
It seed like so kind of creature was hiding in a deeper part of the underground.
Finally, through the purple lightning, Xiao Chen probed deeper into the underground.
It was a broken Earth vein with a crystalline purple light emanating from the worn-out rocks, and dimly in the purple haze one could see a creature lying prone.
Upon a closer look at this creature, Xiao Chen involuntarily gasped.
In the depths of the earth’s veins, a creature with deer antlers on its head and a body covered with purple scales stood.
Fleshy wings sprouted from its back; a large head and long tail appeared lively and animated, emitting an awe-inspiring aura, suggesting the world’s reverence toward it.
It’s the Ying Long from the ancient Desolate Wilds era!
This ancient city’s gathered luck has actually transford into the body of a dragon.
This explains why Dragon Fall City has been able to dominate this wilderness for tens of thousands of years, being prosperous and thriving, indeed it has considerable fortune.
The human race expanded territories and established tribes and groups to receive the fortune of their tribes.
But each tribe’s fortune differs based on their strength.
In order to better distinguish the thickness of fortune, spirit creatures are ford according to the amount of luck each tribe can suppress, thus dividing the corresponding levels.
Spirit Serpent, Spirit Python, Flying Dragon, Ying Long, Golden Dragon, these five ranks, the gap between each level is vastly different.
It can be said that for each rank difference, the amount of fortune that can be gathered is tens to hundreds of tis more than the previous one.
However, the ancient city has turned into ruins, the tribes are annihilated, and there’s no tributes from the tribe people.
The Ying Long, ford from the fortune contained within the earth veins, has shrunk to less than ten Zhang in size.
Its original purple-golden body has also turned pale purple and even appears sowhat illusory.
The entire dragon body is continuously leaking out the essence of fortune.
I’m afraid it won’t last a hundred years before this divine dragon of fortune will completely dissipate, and this place will thereby turn into a common mountain range.
Moreover, Xiao Chen discovered that on the divine dragon ford by luck, so strands of black air wrapped around it like taut ropes, binding the divine dragon in place, prohibiting it from moving.
Boom!
Xiao Chen originally thought this divine dragon was rely an unconscious object ford by fortune.
However, the next mont, the Ying Long lying deep in the earth veins suddenly lifted its huge dragon head, and two purple beams shot out from its eyes which were as big as lanterns, and headed towards Xiao Chen.
Caught off guard, Xiao Chen grunted and involuntarily stepped back.
What!
After the Ying Long shot out two beams of purple light, its originally thin purple dragon body beca even more illusory, and the rope ford by the strands of black air wrapping around its body tightened even more.
Master!
Seeing Xiao Chen suddenly retreating like he was hit, Queyue Ming couldn’t help but call out from the distance.
Xiao Chen waved his hand to signal Queyue Ming that he was fine.
The purple light in his eyes had long since vanished, making it impossible for him to see the divine dragon deep in the earth veins.
However, the two beams of purple light shot out by the Ying Long didn’t harm Xiao Chen, but rather conveyed a ssage to him.
Through the ssage conveyed by the Ying Long, Xiao Chen finally understood why the Human War Tribe wanted to occupy this place and establish a tribe, but they had to retreat in the end.
What the Towering Realm warrior of the Turtle Mountain Village said was right.
Ordinary Human War Tribes couldn’t suppress the luck of this place due to their shallow foundation.
Even if this Ying Long was just a creature condensed by human race luck, a dragon was still a dragon.
How could it be bound by endless chains of curse?
Originally, with the destruction of the ancient city, the luck accumulated in this place would dissipate and return to the human race group.
However, it was trapped deep underground, needing to reabsorb the human race’s willingness to soar in the sky again or return to the tribe.
Every ti a Human War Tribe arrived, Ying Long would gather the willingness condensed by its tribe people to break the shackles on the dragon body.
But how much luck could these small tribes produce?
In the end, they could only be cleaned up by Ying Long, causing them to have bad luck and eventually flee this place disgracefully.
PS: The second update will be marked out and sent again when the tribal leader returns in the evening.
Everyone, please don’t wait.
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