The light, lively sound instantly caught Long Yan’s attention. Before him, everything was still shrouded in darkness, but the sound of the silver bell seed to be getting closer. Accompanied by the varying distances of the sound, several silhouettes slowly erged from the darkness.
Around Long Yan, everything remains pitch black, except for these few figures who continue to exude their brilliance. Just in the instant Long Yan got a clear look at them, he was stunned. These figures were the Four Great Saint Beasts, who had entrusted him with the Martial God Array, though the Qilin was notably absent.
"What, giving up already?"
The Azure Dragon transford into a gentleman dressed in azure robes, holding a folding fan in his hand. As he gently waved it, it seed as if ti around them slowed down, one couldn’t help but marvel. The Vermilion Bird took the form of a red-haired woman, her attire was feminine, yet her face carried a fiery charm, while Xuanwu transford into a heavyset general, holding a massive stone tablet.
"Of course not. Unfortunately, I’m still missing the help of three Sacred Beasts, otherwise, I would definitely be able to take down the old man Di Lingtian!"
Long Yan said sowhat ruefully, his face full of reluctance. However, after losing, any words would be re excuses. Whether now or in the future, Long Yan seed to have no trump card to turn the tide.
"Who said you lost."
The elegant young man, who was the Azure Dragon’s avatar, gently shook the folding fan and, seeing Long Yan’s gaze, winked cheekily, adding a bit of playfulness. Long Yan could only smile helplessly.
"Don’t comfort , I already see you guys again, maybe I’m already dead by now."
"But where are the Black and White Impermanence? I already knew those folklore stories were bogus."
Seeing Long Yan in this state, the Azure Dragon used his fan to give Long Yan’s head a heavy tap, speaking amidst Long Yan’s cries of pain with both anger and amusent.
"I’ll hit you for talking about the Black and White Impermanence. You’re still alive now; this is rely a wisp of our remnant souls attached to the Qilin Blood Demon Gun. If it weren’t for my Power of Ti pausing the world, you might have been dead already. Now, I’ll give you a chance. Do you want it or not?"
The Azure Dragon rolled his eyes, using the fan to cover his mouth as he spoke.
Upon hearing there was still a chance, Long Yan, disregarding the pain in his head, promptly got up and asked.
"What chance?"
The Azure Dragon didn’t speak, only stood aside, smiling as he watched. In his heart, he felt a surge of emotion. It seems this little fellow is really fortunate, able to gather these three’s power, though he did leave a little sothing on him, hoping he’ll discover it soon.
Long Yan, utterly bewildered, looked at the three of them. What was going on here? The three of them were all smiling at him, but it made Long Yan feel a chill down his spine. Then, a thick voice resounded in Long Yan’s mind.
"We have never left your side. What the Martial God Array needs is pure energy; it can be organs too, not necessarily true Sacred Beasts!"
"Who are you?"
Long Yan was startled by the voice in his head, but the voice did not resound again.
"That one you didn’t see is, of course, because of the Soul Profundity. He has now delved deep into your Sea of Consciousness, different from us. I didn’t expect that the first Soul Profundity you’d truly understand would be the White Tiger’s. From now on, you must diligently practice everyone’s signature Divine Abilities, do you hear ?"
The Azure Dragon’s voice carried a hint of reluctance, thinking there would probably be no chance to et again. As he dissipated, perhaps another Sacred Beast would be reborn in this world.
Before Long Yan could speak, he saw behind him a brilliant array of colorful lights, with one strand of black and white light first drilling into the Martial God Array behind him. Then, to Long Yan’s astonishnt, the Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, and Xuanwu in front of him each turned into a beam of light, drilling into the Martial God Array behind him. Finally, the Magic Gun that had always accompanied him shattered into countless pieces before his eyes.
"The five of us can open the true Martial God Array for you. Henceforth, the path you need to walk yourself!"
The voice slowly vanished into the air. Long Yan had no energy to respond, his entire being focused on feeling the imnse power that the Martial God Array brought. It felt as if every part of his body was like a weapon, his bones radiating with vibrant colors, and his entire body seed to be reshaped anew. Now, perhaps just one punch could pierce a hole in the sky.
Qingyue clicked his tongue, shaking his head helplessly. Such a powerful attack, not to ntion Long Yan, even he himself would not survive. His heart reevaluated Di Lingtian’s strength, perhaps if not for Long Yan, he would still be under the illusion that his strength was similar to Di Lingtian’s. Nonetheless, he felt no sense of defeat. The Sacred Beast Clan has always been closely knit. One must know that among the Three Great Forces, they are called the Sacred Beast Clan, not the Azure Dragon Clan.
Seeing Qingyue giving up, Long Qingtu said nothing, instead, he fixed his gaze on where the Xuanyuan Sword would land. As the world’s number one treasure, the Xuanyuan Sword could beco the king of weapons, even compared to the Human Clan’s Array Clan Sacred Artifact, Shanh Chi, it loses nothing. Despite not being the real Xuanyuan Sword, it still carries a trace of royal aura, which is not sothing ordinary people can resist. Long Qingtu now simply prays for his grandson.
Di Lingtian landed lightly on the ground. Based on his intuition, he believed that Long Yan definitely didn’t have the power to resist this sword, hence this sword would kill him. Now, he needed to reconstruct his plans.
Thinking of this, Di Lingtian turned around gracefully, intending to gather a few subordinates. What was destroyed today by Long Yan needed to be rebuilt, though most of the servants within the Emperor Clan had already fled, but Di Lingtian was confident that with his brilliance, rebuilding this power was only a matter of ti, although it was a pity for the twelve major guards he had carefully cultivated.
"Isn’t it too early to leave now?"
A voice drifted faintly from beneath the Xuanyuan Sword, causing Di Lingtian’s steps, intending to leave, to halt. Then, with incredulous eyes, he looked underneath where the Xuanyuan Sword was. The seven-colored light suddenly exploded, for a mont, making it hard for the three present to open their eyes. All they saw was the large figure behind Di Lingtian staggered a few steps uncontrollably backwards, and the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword was forcibly lifted by soone.
Long Yan looked extrely miserable now, covered in dust, even his body was scarred deeply to the bone, healing rapidly at this mont. At this mont, Long Yan, grasping the Xuanyuan Sword with one hand, had those terrifying wounds on his body healing quickly. Once clad in white robes, now it looked similar to a beggar’s attire, with only strips of cloth barely covering his body.
"Alas."
Di Lingtian let out a long sigh, unwilling to admit it, but he had to acknowledge Long Yan’s ability, yet...
Di Lingtian’s whole face wrinkled up, why do you insist on standing... just to die again?
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