"Hu!"
A horrifying Holy Might burst forth and the silver warship started to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had risen by a thousand meters and turned into a black dot, disappearing from Xiao Chen's vision.
Xiao Chen was startled and he quickly flew up. The Gravity Spell was not a true flying Martial Technique. The higher Xiao Chen flew, the stronger the gravitational pull. The amount of Essence he exhausted also increased.
High up in the sky, Xiao Chen flew higher and higher. He could see the boundless clouds churning around him. The resplendent pillar of light in the center of the Spirit Gathering Formation pierced through the boundless clouds. It looked like it was really going to reach the sky.
The Essence in Xiao Chen's body was rapidly depleting. He frowned slightly. Right now, he could only see a blurry silhouette of the silver warship. He did not know how high it was going to fly.
Xiao Chen clenched his teeth and took out a Medial Grade Spirit Stone and placed it on his palm. Instantly, a horrifying Essence flowed into Xiao Chen's meridians. The dense Essence immediately filled them up.
A feeling of excitement spread through every inch of Xiao Chen's body. He felt like he was going to explode; he was filled with boundless energy.
"Boom!"
Xiao Chen shouted and his speed suddenly increased by several times. His figure created a shockwave in the air and he caught up to the silver warship in the blink of an eye.
"Rumble …!"
The silver warship stood at the top of the pillar of light. With a loud bang, it instantly turned into a silver warship that was several hundred meters long and six meters tall. There were many banners on the bow of the warship. There was a large "Yan" character written on them, fluttering in the wind.
Dark clouds covered the surroundings of the warship and thunder roared incessantly. Boundless lightning surrounded the warship.
"It can actually repair itself. How did the ancient Sages refine it?" Xiao Chen was astonished when he saw the silver warship surrounded by lightning.
Originally, Xiao Chen had intended to repair the damaged formation lines himself. He did not expect that after the Spiritual Energy of the silver warship gathered together, it would automatically repair itself.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen thought of something. If he repaired it like this, as a Sage Secret Treasure, it would be covered with the Sage's mark. Now that the Sage was far away, it would automatically search for a descendant of the Sage's bloodline and recognize him as its master.
"I have to erase the Sage's mark and put my own mark on it," Xiao Chen said word by word with determination in his eyes.
Xiao Chen passed through the boundless dark clouds and the flashing lightning bolts. Then, he landed firmly on the bow of the warship. His gaze was filled with caution as he looked at the banner with the word 'Yan' on it.
The black flag seemed to have descended from ancient times. It stood quietly at the bow of the ship, fluttering in the wind and making a flapping sound. The character 'Yan' written on the flag was like a dancing dragon and a dancing phoenix. Every stroke of the character seemed to contain the strength of a thousand catties, revealing its sharpness and imposing manner.
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The danger involved went without saying. However, Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with determination. He did not intend to take even half a step back. He sent his Spiritual Sense into the banner like a sharp sword.
Boom! In an instant, the surrounding scenery disappeared, and Xiao Chen appeared on a piece of thick magma. From time to time, waves of flame would surge out, and in the distance, there was even a volcano erupting, releasing endless waves of heat and scorched red lava.
Strangely, there were nine suns in the sky and a gigantic deity appeared in the sky. Behind him, a brilliant light shone out and boundless might radiated out into the space.
Puchi!
The deity suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a golden beam of light that enveloped Xiao Chen. He shouted loudly, "How dare you be so disrespectful to a deity? Why are you not kneeling?"
The voice was like thunder from the Nine Heavens. Every single word was shocking, echoing endlessly in this space. It was deafening, causing people to feel a chill in their hearts.
In the end, this voice converged into strands of echoes that fused with the beating of Xiao Chen's heart. The sound was getting faster and faster. Xiao Chen's heart was also beating rapidly, as if it was jumping out of his chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang! "
Xiao Chen held his chest, feeling a huge pressure. His heart felt extremely stifled, pained, and conflicted. His sharp face contorted, and he could not help but kneel on the ground with his right leg.
"Why are you still not kneeling?!!!" The voice continued to echo in Xiao Chen's ears. It was like it was imprinted in Xiao Chen's mind, impossible to get rid of.
The divine voice was vast and mighty, towering over the nine heavens. The voice was like thunder, and every word was like a jewel, sharp as a sword. How could a mortal not fear it?
The might of an ancient Sage was just that terrifying. Even after tens of thousands of years, his imprint still had such a horrifying might. In this mental space, he held the initiative.
This was a contest that spanned ten thousand years. Unless Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense could simulate an existence that surpassed this deity, he would not have any chance of victory.
As long as his other leg knelt down, his mental imprint would completely disappear, and his body would become a soulless body!
Xiao Chen did his best to maintain a trace of clarity in his Spiritual Pedestal. Had he seen anything that could break through the might of a deity and trample on him?
The ancient Sages had seen deities before. Hence, they simulated a deity in this space. However, the strongest cultivator Xiao Chen had seen was merely Yue Ying. How could she fight with a deity?
Even the Thunder King and the Tianwu Emperor would not have a chance of victory against a deity in Xiao Chen's opinion. The strength of the ancient Sages was definitely stronger than the later Emperor Wu. There was no doubt about this.
If even the Sages could not defeat them, how could they defeat them? The deity visualized by the Sages was a legendary deity, an existence even more horrifying than the Sages and the Ancient Emperors.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in Xiao Chen's mind. Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the man he saw in the Sage Dao Comprehension Painting, the mysterious man surrounded by eighteen Blue Dragons.
"Boom!"
Xiao Chen shouted and eighteen Blue Dragons suddenly flew out from behind him. They roared continuously, instantly breaking the divine sound reverberating in the air.
The deity in the sky roared angrily, and a bright light flickered behind him. He shouted loudly, "Ant, do you know you have committed a great sin?"
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and his Spiritual Pedestal was clear. The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold smile. After that, he opened his eyes and two beams of purple light shot out, clashing with the golden light of the deity without any fear.
"The so-called deity is just the imagination of mortals. It is born from the beliefs of the masses. If I believe in God in my heart, then God's Might is vast and boundless. If I do not have God in my heart, then everything in the world exists in my heart. I am me, and God cannot control me. "
Xiao Chen looked at the deity in the sky and said slowly, "I should be thanking you. If it were not for you, I would never be able to get rid of this obsession in my heart."
The path of cultivation was long and distant. The further one walked, the higher the requirement for one's mental state. The so-called talent was not that important anymore. In the Ancient Era, many people with ordinary talent became Sages. They relied on a strong will and a pure mental state.
Regardless of which world it was, there would always be things that ordinary people could not understand. Regarding the unknown, people liked to use miracles to explain it. However, was there really a deity in this world?
No one knew. Even if there was, it would not be the kind of deity that people believed in. Xiao Chen had gotten rid of the obsession in his heart. It was a great opportunity for him to temper his mental state in the future.
In the end, this deity was just an imprint left behind by a Sage. As long as he understood this, there was no reason for Xiao Chen to lose this battle that spanned tens of thousands of years.
Just as Xiao Chen spoke, the light behind the deity started to dim. The bright light started to dissipate, finally vanishing into nothingness.
"Rumble …!"
A boundless sea appeared behind Xiao Chen. The sound of the sea surged and waves surged. Layers of waves surged and surged.
There was a dragon roar and a Blue Dragon leaped out of the sea. A man holding a saber stood on the dragon's head. The moment he appeared, the eighteen Blue Dragons surrounding Xiao Chen immediately flew behind him.
The dragon roars rang out endlessly, shaking the surroundings. Cracks actually appeared at the borders of this space, extending to the horizon.
The man standing on the dragon's head looked at the deity in the sky and revealed a disdainful smile. He pushed off the ground and his figure disappeared.
"Pu ci!"
There was a flash of saber light and the head of the deity in the sky was chopped off. It was so fast that Xiao Chen could not even see its back. The naked eye could not keep up at all.
Heaven and earth shattered. The scene in front of Xiao Chen changed again. All the lava from the volcano disappeared. A black flag was stuck in the middle of a desolate land.
Xiao Chen seemed to have come from beyond the heavens. He slowly landed on the ground and walked over to the black flag. The word "Yan" was written on the flag.
Xiao Chen did not hesitate. He walked over and picked up the black flag. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged. A strong wind blew and sand and rocks flew.
"Hu!"
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and swallowed the black flag. He wanted to swallow up the Daoist Rhymes contained in the flag. The space instantly turned still.
Xiao Chen sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. He carefully comprehended the laws of heaven and earth, comprehending the Daoist Rhymes left by the Sage in the flag.
The surrounding environment changed continuously. Sometimes, there was smoke everywhere. Blood splattered everywhere in the ancient battlefield. Sages fell and Great Demons were destroyed. Sometimes, it was a snowy night. Under the full moon, flowers filled the sky. A handsome man and a beautiful woman lingered together.
Sometimes, it was a Sage comprehending the Dao. Mysterious phenomena appeared in the sky. Boundless lightning crackled as the Sage comprehended the Great Dao amidst the thunder, materializing his own laws.
In the end, all this disappeared, leaving behind only a boundless gray. A figure stood in the air, looking into the distance. There was a boundless loneliness in his eyes, an indescribable loneliness.
This was the life of a Sage. He was once young and frivolous, full of love and hatred, flipping the mortal world upside down. He was once unrivaled in the world, ascending into the heavens and descending into the earth, plucking the stars and the moon. He was omnipotent.
However, in the end, he still left behind a boundless loneliness, a loneliness that no one could understand. There was a long sigh. Since ancient times, the Sages were all lonely. Ten thousand years of worldly affairs were all for naught.
Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with chaos. He saw the life of an ancient Great Sage. It felt as long as ten thousand years, but it also felt like only an instant. It was like a hazy dream.
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