Chapter 552: Chapter 306: Before the Years, After the Years
In the thick fog, Chen Qing turned his head to look back at the direction he had co from, where his body had ‘barged’ through and left a path clear of fog.
In this place, everything seed to be frozen in ti.
The fog and the wind paused, only the places where Chen Qing walked were pushed aside by his body.
Chen Qing looked around, and not far ahead was Kunlun.
Countless mountain ranges intertwined like dragons and converged at one spot, the peaks gathering like waves.
Kunlun!
Chen Qing began to ponder a question: was the Holy Bone of the Fisherman truly the necessary ingredient for crafting the True One Slash?
In his mory, the Fisherman seed to have no such Authority.
But it was indeed the War God among All Gods who seed to possess a similar Authority.
He turned his head back to where he had co from, “This world is frozen in this mont.”
“So, the Netherworld King who ca here before must have left traces in this world, just like myself.”
Just as he had ‘barged’ through the fog, creating a path, the wind and fog would retain the traces of the Netherworld King.
But what puzzled Chen Qing was that after searching around for three hours, he had found no trace of the Netherworld King at all.
“That’s not right, the Netherworld King has been here more than once; how could he have left no trace whatsoever?”
“Or perhaps, the Netherworld King already knew of my existence and erased his traces beforehand to prevent from discovering his path?”
“If that’s really the case, then he must have known beforehand that I would co here.”
“Did he foresee the future or did he use so treasure to predict my arrival?”
Chen Qing searched around in the surrounding fog, but still found no clues.
“Truly without leaving a trace.”
“Perhaps, I should follow this road back to where the Fisherman resided and investigate past traces.”
“But before that, I might as well ascend to the top of Kunlun in the Land of Ten Thousand Gods and see this unique Divine Mountain.”
Suddenly rembering the upcoming gathering in three days, Chen Qing picked up the bronze ghost mask and put it on his face, but there was no reaction.
“Can’t just disappear.”
Chen Qing returned to the position where he had first entered this place, walked towards the dilapidated building floating in the air like a mirage, and with one step, moved away from the building.
Upon reaching the ground, the Northern Overseer was clearly surprised to see Chen Qing appear again, “You’re back already?”
Chen Qing asked, “I’m worried that so matters regarding Wen Country aren’t clearly settled, and I’d like to arrange another entry.”
“May I ask how long has passed in the outside world during my ti in the Age History Book?”
The Northern Overseer slightly calculated with his fingers, “About the duration of drinking a cup of tea.”
Chen Qing bowed, “Thank you.”
Chen Qing went back upstairs, put on the bronze ghost mask again, and appeared on the Cloud Platform, where he used the little Divine Power he could muster to carve a ssage.
[I found an extrely interesting book worth a look, so I won’t attend this gathering.]
The bronze ghost mask connected to a very special Cloud Platform, where only Divine Power can leave traces.
After finishing this, Chen Qing took off the bronze ghost mask and entered the Age History Book again.
Chen Qing arrived again on the blood-colored wasteland and flew towards Kunlun.
The clouds here were rather peculiar, though rely clouds, they were incredibly solid.
Sowhat similar to the legendary Iron Cloud.
Chen Qing tried to avoid areas with wind. Where wind solidified, even with his cultivation level, he would be impeded.
In a blink, three days had passed.
Chen Qing continued towards Kunlun. anwhile, five figures slowly appeared on the Cloud Platform.
Little Pixiu Evil Exorcism was the first to appear, just arriving and imdiately feeling an imnse pressure emanating from the seat where Chen Qing was.
Evil Exorcism struggled to turn its head, trying to catch a glimpse, but the pressure pinned it to its seat, unable to move even slightly.
Hu Yao arrived and imdiately saw the plight of Little Pixiu.
Then she too felt a divine-like pressure coming over, making her heart race.
She turned her head to look at Chen Qing’s seat, only to see a sentence left there.
After reading, she fell silent for a mont, feeling sowhat awkward with just herself and Little Pixiu, “Let’s wait for the others to speak.”
After a short while, all five were present.
Seeing the handwriting left by Chen Qing, although not majestic, the existing Divinity shocked everyone.
Senior Taichu, indeed a God!
A God whose power was gradually returning.
Xu Yaofeng glanced at Murong Lang and Ji Ru, “Is this the pressure of a God?”
Ji Ru nodded with difficulty, “Yes, I’ve felt it once before, and it feels similar to that ti, but I don’t know the exact difference.”
Xu Yaofeng curiously asked, “You’ve witnessed it before?”
After saying this, he hastily added, “If you don’t wish to speak of it, you don’t have to.”
Ji Ru didn’t mind sharing, “I once went to a mysterious place with Taiyi, where the pressure of Gods pervaded.”
“I only saw it from afar and didn’t dare to get close.”
“The only thing I can tell you is that Senior Taichu’s identity might be even more staggering than you think.”
“It’s not right to say staggering; rather, it’s legendary.”
“He’s probably not just one of the oldest Gods.”
Xu Yaofeng and Murong Lang imdiately speculated: perhaps Ji Ru and Taiyi had visited an extrely mysterious place and learned more about Taiyi’s identity.
Is this the benefit of requesting so Authority from Senior Taichu initially?
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