As for those within the Martial Saint realm, Xiao Chen could be said to be unrivaled. Xiao Chen was even confident of defeating a Holy Land core disciple.
This port was in the middle reaches of the Black Dragon River. There was still a long way to go before it reached the estuary. Furthermore, merchant ships could not travel at full speed in the river. Hence, they were not very fast.
Xiao Chen did not go out. Every day, aside from eating, he spent all his time cultivating.
The Spiritual Energy in the world below the mountain was very thin. Every two days, he would have to expend a Medial Grade Spirit Stone.
Xiao Chen did not lack Medial Grade Spirit Stones. He used more than thirty thousand contribution points to exchange for more than a thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. In addition to the Spirit Stones he obtained from selling the Demonic Cores, he now had more than nine thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones.
As long as he could increase his cultivation speed, he would not feel any heartache.
Two months later, the purple Qi whirlpool in Xiao Chen's body suddenly spun quickly. The Spiritual Energy in the Medial Grade Spirit Stone in his hand flowed into his body like a river. "Di da!
Di da! "
The purple Essence liquid dripped continuously from the Qi whirlpool. Soon, it filled the interior of the Qi whirlpool.
All of Xiao Chen's pores, flesh, and bones felt swollen. After a while, the Qi whirlpool exploded and his dantian turned chaotic.
Streams of air gushed out from Xiao Chen's body. Instantly, the air in the entire room surged, forming small tornadoes.
An extremely comfortable feeling spread throughout Xiao Chen's body. The Essence circulating in his meridians was denser and purer than before.
Did I break through?
With a thought, Xiao Chen sent his consciousness into his dantian. He saw that the purple Qi whirlpool was twice as large as before. Previously, it could have been filled with purple liquid. Now, it barely filled half of it.
Xiao Chen successfully broke through. After more than four months, Xiao Chen finally advanced from peak Medial Grade Martial Saint to Superior Grade Martial Saint.
Revealing a faint smile, Xiao Chen circulated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation. The purple Essence immediately circulated a small cycle through the nine major meridians.
Then, it started to circulate in the minor meridians around the major meridians. With this advancement, he had opened several dozen new minor meridians. One of them was for cultivating the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation's sixth layer.
The more minor meridians there were, the more Essence would circulate in the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation's sixth layer.
An hour later, the purple Essence Qi finally began to circulate through all the meridians. The Essence Qi in the nine main meridians gathered into tiny streams that gathered in the purple Qi whirlpool.
The Qi whirlpool slowly stopped after it was mostly filled. All it needed was a Great cycle and it would be.
However, Xiao Chen did not continue to circulate his energy. He opened his eyes, and two beams of purple light flashed in them, radiating sharpness.
"Elder Brother Xiao Chen. You have as, Qi. Chen Xiao Xiao Chen's Spirit.
Xiao Chen waved his hand and sucked in all the flowing purple energy into his body. He stood up and smiled faintly, "En, I have not gone out for a month. You must be feeling stifled.
After passing through the corridor, the two of them arrived at the bow of the ship. At this moment, the sun had just risen. The faint light of the sun cast a golden shadow on the surface of the river.
The sky had just brightened. The many cultivators on the deck were walking around the side of the ship. They gathered in groups of two or three and chatted with each other.
After not coming out for more than a month, Xiao Chen felt the breeze from the river. His mind relaxed, and his mind felt much better.
Xiao Chen had not come out for more than a month. When he felt the breeze from the river, his mind relaxed, and his mind felt much better.
After traveling for more than a month, a huge tributary suddenly appeared on the river in front. Many merchant ships turned around and sailed into the tributary.
After traveling for half a day, a huge tributary suddenly appeared in front of them. Many merchant ships turned around and sailed into the tributary.
Xiao Chen had seen the map before. He knew that this tributary led to the most chaotic place in the continent, the Ancient Desolate Land.
The Ancient Desolate Land was very large; it was about half the size of the Great Qin Nation. If one included some desolate and uninhabited places, it would be about the same size as the Great Qin Nation.
The center of the Ancient Desolate Land was the capital of the Tianwu Dynasty. It was once the most glorious city in the continent.
Unfortunately, after the dynasty was destroyed, the Dragon Vein that the Tianwu Emperor had laid dormant for ten thousand years was split into nine.
The Ancient Desolate Land became an extremely dangerous place. As a result, the Spiritual Energy of the Ancient Desolate Land was extremely dense. However, no empire moved their capital there.
Xiao Chen collected his thoughts. Since they were already here, it would not be long before they set sail. Soon, the merchant ship would leave the Tianwu Continent and reach the coastal waters.
"We are about to reach the Thunder King Valley. After we pass the Thunder King Valley, we will leave the Tianwu Continent," a cultivator suddenly said.
Another companion sighed and said, "Ever since the Thunder King, there have been no more peak experts in the Great Qin Nation. They have really declined. I wonder if there will be someone like the Thunder King after a thousand years."
"That bladesman who appeared in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion not long ago might be able to recreate the glory of the Thunder King. He defeated so many noble clan geniuses in one go. He is the only one in the past hundred years to do so."
"In this era, there are many geniuses. When things reach an extreme, they will move in the opposite direction. The continent that has been silent for a thousand years will definitely rise again."
"Even within the Great Qin Nation, the geniuses of those noble clans are not weak. There is also Leng Liusu, who became an Inferior Grade Martial King at the age of seventeen. There is also Chu Chaoyun, who has not revealed his true strength yet. There are also some geniuses from the military who spend most of their time on the battlefield in the Imperial Capital. They are not inferior to the era of a thousand years ago."
"As for the experts of the other nations, there are even more of them. As far as I know, there are at least a hundred people who are not weaker than Xiao Chen. Furthermore, this does not include the geniuses of the Great Jin Nation."
"Naturally, the geniuses of the Great Jin Nation are not included. They are not in the same world as us. How can we compare?"
"We might be able to see these geniuses on the Green Wind Island this time. I heard that the other nations also have treasure maps of the Devil Savanna."
Someone on the bow of the warship mentioned the Thunder King. The entire deck immediately became lively. These knowledgeable cultivators started to discuss the geniuses of the various nations.
This piqued Xiao Chen's interest. He pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
A thousand years ago, which was the era of the Thunder King, there were many geniuses in the various nations. There were countless capable people. After the destruction of the Tianwu Dynasty, the world of cultivators reached its peak.
All sorts of dazzling genius cultivators emerged like pearls. The Thunder King rose up like a comet in such an era.
He swept through all the geniuses in the world until he became one of the few people who stood at the top of the pyramid of the continent.
After the fall of the Thunder King, that glorious era slowly came to an end. The world of cultivators started to decline. There were very few peak experts and the various geniuses were no longer as dazzling as before.
However, there seemed to be some signs now. It was like a glorious era was slowly budding.
The morning sun had already risen above everyone's heads. The sunlight became unusually intense. A majestic canyon appeared in the distance.
Everyone stopped talking as they looked at the canyon in the distance with reverence in their eyes.
The canyon was a few thousand meters tall. It stood on both sides of the Black Dragon River. It was like two swords piercing into the sky. Clouds shrouded the peak.
When the merchant ship arrived before the canyon, it slowed down. After entering the canyon, the sky immediately turned dark. Everyone on the deck fell silent.
Only the sound of splashing waves could be heard on the quiet surface of the river. Everyone even seemed to hold their breath.
What's going on? Xiao Chen looked suspiciously at the canyon on both sides. The moment he looked around, he was thoroughly shocked.
The canyon towered into the clouds. There was a huge statue of a person carved on it. This person was very lifelike and had a resolute expression. He wore tight robes and had a sword at his waist. He looked at the distant sea.
The statue was carved in the canyon's vein. It was a kilometer long and looked like it would soar into the sky. It gave off a majestic aura that could swallow the mountains and rivers.
Associating the name of the canyon with the Thunder Emperor Valley, everyone was able to guess the identity of the person carved on the canyon.
"Rumble …!"
Suddenly, endless thunder roared in the clear sky. When everyone looked up, they saw dark clouds churning in the sky. There seemed to be a vast army moving in them.
The aura was overwhelming, and bolts of lightning occasionally tore through the sky. The berserk will of thunder reverberated in the canyon.
This made everyone feel a horrifying pressure. It was like the next bolt of lightning would strike them, destroying their soul and dying without a complete corpse.
When Bai saw the horrifying lightning in the sky, he seemed to think of the lightning from his tribulation. He paled in fright and hugged Xiao Chen tightly, unwilling to let go.
"Elder Brother Xiao Chen, Bai is so scared!"
When Xiao Chen felt the trembling Bai in his embrace, he used his hand to cover Bai's mouth. He whispered, "Don't be afraid. Don't make a sound."
This was the will of thunder, the purest will of thunder. Even after a thousand years, it still inspired fear in people, not daring to move.
No wonder the cultivators on the deck did not speak after entering the canyon. They were probably afraid of offending this supreme will and getting punished.
Xiao Chen looked up at the boundless thunderclouds in the sky. He felt a strange sense of familiarity. The Lunar Shadow Saber at his waist trembled continuously.
It seemed very excited, like it would jump out at any moment. Xiao Chen used one hand to press down on the Lunar Shadow Saber, preventing others from noticing anything strange.
Ao Jiao, did you feel it as well?
Xiao Chen thought somewhat sadly. Under this supreme will of thunder, he felt an insurmountable gap between him and the Thunder King.
Unexpectedly, a will from a thousand years ago was still so strong. If he faced the Thunder King, he wondered if he would have the courage to stand up straight.
The canyon was very dark. The merchant ship seemed to have traveled for a very long time. When it charged out of the canyon, the sunlight shone on everyone again.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Cold sweat trickled down their backs. When they turned their heads back to look at the deep canyon, they felt a lingering fear.
Xiao Chen let go of Bai and said, "Bai, don't be afraid. We are already out."
Bai recovered some color on his face. He reluctantly came out of Xiao Chen's embrace and said, "Bai is no longer afraid. Elder Brother Xiao Chen's embrace is the safest."
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