At first, Xiao Chen did not feel anything. However, after a while, the sunlight descending from the sky clearly dimmed, turning dark.
The Great Sun Incantation stirred up the Solar True Flame in the air and gathered it into words. How mighty and wondrous was that? Only an Immortal Art or Magic Skill could do this. With Xiao Chen's current cultivation, this was practically a miracle.
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and spat out the word "Yang," which meant "yang" for the sun. However, it was not written in simplified Chinese or in a script that Xiao Chen was familiar with. Instead, it was written in a mysterious script.
The golden-bright "Yang" character gathered all the Solar True Flame that Xiao Chen stirred up. When it landed on the ground, a golden flame spread out from the character.
Instantly, the ground for five hundred kilometers around was scorched. With a 'pu chi' sound, the ground was charred, turning bright red as if it had been exposed to the blazing sun for a hundred years.
Some of the weeds and small trees on the ground were immediately burned to ashes.
"Ka ca! Ka ca!" Deep gullies spread out in the ground. In the blink of an eye, the land for five hundred kilometers around collapsed.
Although this was the Sky Dome Realm, be it the spatial structure or the Spiritual Energy in the ground, they could not compare to the Kunlun Realm.
However, Xiao Chen was very satisfied with the destructive power of the Great Sun Incantation that was thirty percent comprehended.
Although he wasn't as proficient in Immortal Arts and Divine Abilities as he wished, he wouldn't fail to cast them as easily as he did with Martial Skills.
Xiao Chen's greatest bitter cultivation over the past one and a half years was not the improvement of his strength but the stabilization of his mental state. Between the gains and losses, Xiao Chen underwent a complete transformation. Now, his mental state was as strong as those old monsters that had lived for hundreds of years.
"It is time to make a trip to the Dark Church."
Xiao Chen withdrew his technique and looked in the direction of the Ancient Desolate Land as he spoke calmly.
Since the appearance of that mysterious person from the Dark Church, he had been a thorn in Xiao Chen's heart. He kept feeling that this person's origins were closely related to him.
Xiao Xiong chasing him out of the clan might have something to do with the Dark Church as well. Now that Xiao Chen was strong enough, he was confident that he could protect himself even if he faced the true body of that mysterious person.
He would know what kind of dragon's pool and tiger's den the Nether Sect was after he entered it.
Half a day later, Xiao Chen arrived at the Heavenly Extermination Lake. When he arrived above the island where the Dark Church was, he could not help feeling slightly stunned. When he scanned the island with his Spiritual Sense, he could not find anyone on it.
With a trace of doubt, Xiao Chen landed on the island and walked around the various buildings, bunkers, and secret rooms, feeling the lingering Demonic Qi in the air.
Xiao Chen verified that he had not come to the wrong place. This was the Dark Church's branch in the Sky Dome Realm. However, for some reason, they suddenly withdrew.
Where did he go? The Abyssal Demon World?
Xiao Chen scanned the island with his powerful Spiritual Sense. He did not let go of any place, searching for something that interested him.
An altar on the island attracted his attention. With a flicker, Xiao Chen arrived at the palace. A large number of prayer mats were placed neatly on the floor of the hall. There were two depressions on the prayer mats, which were obviously caused by kneeling for a long time.
Above the prayer mats was the altar giving off a dense dark aura. Behind the altar was a shattered black statue.
Xiao Chen quickly stepped forward and arrived at the edge of the altar. When he looked down, he saw churning black smoke. There was a mysterious formation at the very bottom that had been destroyed as well.
A cool breeze blew, and a nauseating bloody smell wafted out from the altar.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly. He did not know how many people had died in this altar for it to give off such a horrifying bloody smell. Even if there were not a million, there had to be at least a hundred thousand.
Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the shattered black statue. With a thought, the Heavenly Sage Laws in his body surged as he sent out a few strands of Law Energy.
The broken pieces of the statue floated before his eyes. Xiao Chen was an expert in this field. It was not difficult for him to restore thousands of pieces of the statue.
As Xiao Chen moved his hands, the pieces quickly reassembled under his control. In mere moments, a complete statue appeared before Xiao Chen.
The statue was three meters tall and completely black. It wore ancient clothes, and its eyes were scarlet. It gave off an indescribably strong aura. It was as vast as the starry sky and as long as a river.
A strange scene appeared before Xiao Chen's eyes. He seemed to hear millions of spirits prostrating themselves in worship and singing praises. A formless and mysterious energy gathered towards the statue.
These spirits all looked the same, expressionless and numb. The statue seemed to come to life, opening its mouth and sucking in, swallowing up millions of spirits.
Not only did the spirits not show pain, but they also showed joy and transcendence.
"Bang!"
The reassembled statue immediately shattered, turning into powder and unable to reassemble itself. The scene before Xiao Chen also vanished.
This scene shocked Xiao Chen on the spot, unable to recover his wits for a long time.
"Is this the mysterious Demonic God of the Deep Abyss Demonic World? Why do I feel like it's a forbidden technique of the Demonic Cultivators during the Cultivation Epoch? "
After cultivating immortal techniques and re-reading some of the foundational knowledge in the Compendium of Cultivation, Xiao Chen could tell that this was an extremely cruel cultivation technique that went against the Heavenly Dao.
This was a forbidden ability of the Demonic Cultivators of the Evil Faction. The Compendium of Cultivation only recorded the cultivation techniques of the Righteous Dao. There were very few records of this type of Demonic Cultivator.
Xiao Chen now understood why the Deep Abyss Demonic World had to carry out the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice every few thousand years to massacre the lifeforms of the Kunlun Realm.
The origins of the Dark Church in the Deep Abyss Demonic World were definitely related to some demonic cultivators of the Immortal Epoch.
However, Xiao Chen did not know why the Demons were willing to make such a huge sacrifice to invade the Kunlun Realm for him.
The Kunlun Realm was not a pushover. Although the invasion of the eighteen Demon Monarchs caused huge losses to the Kunlun Realm, it would not have a good ending, either.
"In less than eight years, or perhaps even earlier, the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice will arrive. It is time for me to return as well. "
Xiao Chen flew out of the island and paused in the air for a while. Then, he spat out one word, and the sky suddenly turned much darker. The mysterious "Yang" character descended.
This time, Xiao Chen did not hold back. He used eighty percent of his power. "Bang!" The island hundreds of kilometers around instantly crumbled, turning into ashes and disappearing into the Heavenly Extermination Lake.
As Xiao Chen looked at the island that no longer existed, he revealed a satisfied expression. After returning to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion and spending more than a month relaxing, he said goodbye to Liu Ruyue and the others.
Before he left, he handed the Breaking Sage Pill that he refined to Liu Ruyue.
Liu Ruyue was already very satisfied with Xiao Chen remaining in the Sky Dome Realm for two years. She knew that he would leave sooner or later. However, she also knew that he would definitely return.
In the Kunlun Realm, Xiao Chen would definitely become a Martial Emperor.
When Xiao Chen arrived, the Haotian Emperor had sent him over. It was convenient and did not cost him much. However, leaving would be somewhat troublesome. Xiao Chen had to get the Sky Dome Realm's Haotian Sect's Sect Master to inform the people on the Kunlun Realm's Haotian Star.
Only after both sides were ready could Xiao Chen proceed with the inter-realm teleportation. If he had Emperor Wu's strength, it would be much easier.
By the time everything was ready, it was already three days later. A large number of Spirit Stones piled up in the transportation formation opened a space-time tunnel. Then, Xiao Chen calmly returned to the Haotian Star.
"Two years have passed. You are finally back."
Outside the transportation formation, Xiao Chen had not expected the First Elder, Han Qinghe, to personally welcome him. So he quickly went forward and returned the greeting.
The first time Han Qinghe saw Xiao Chen, he felt a great change. Unexpectedly, he felt like he was facing an expert of the same generation. After all, Han Qinghe was a grandmaster-level Martial Sage and was already three hundred years old.
On a second look, Han Qinghe discovered that Xiao Chen was still an Inferior Grade Martial Sage. However, his Heavenly Sage Laws, which were as thick as an infant's arm, were somewhat surprising.
As an Inferior Grade Martial Sage, Xiao Chen's Heavenly Sage Laws were actually much stronger than those of a regular Superior Grade Martial Sage.
However, that was all. At best, Xiao Chen's combat prowess was that of a Medial Grade Martial Sage. Why did it give Xiao Chen the illusion that he was an expert of the same generation at first glance?
Han Qinghe could not help feeling suspicious. He was sure that Xiao Chen had undergone an earth-shattering change in the past two years.
"Come, follow me. I want to test your strength."
Xiao Chen followed behind Han Qinghe, flying unhurriedly in the air as he looked around. Compared to two years ago, Planet Haotian was much livelier.
Occasionally, Xiao Chen saw groups of two or three youthful cultivators flying in the air. Most of them were half-Sages.
From Han Qinghe, Xiao Chen gained a rough understanding of the changes that happened in the Kunlun Realm during the two years he was away.
Now, the Kunlun Realm was truly chaotic. The small-scale conflicts between the various races had already turned into intense battles. Occasionally, news of older-generation Superior Grade Martial Sages falling spread.
The peak powerhouses and Sovereign Martial Emperors of the various races did not interfere, allowing the battles to intensify. Furthermore, they did not allow grandmaster-level Martial Sages to interfere.
Xiao Chen roughly understood what this meant. The Sovereign Martial Emperors of the various races had started this chaos on purpose.
Their purpose was to use the intense battles to give birth to a few more grandmaster-level Martial Sages before the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice arrived, increasing their chances of victory.
When the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice arrived, the true protagonists would definitely be the Sovereign Martial Emperors and Demon Monarchs. However, the deciding factor would be these grandmaster-level Martial Sages.
The reason was very simple. It would be easy to determine a victor between Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu. However, it would be very difficult to determine who would kill who.
The ones who could truly lead teams to kill cultivators and collect spirits were the grandmaster-level Martial Sages and the Blue Robed Emperor. The battlefield of the Martial Emperor experts would definitely be the Starry Heavens.
They would not interfere in the battles of the Kunlun Realm.
At that time, if one more grandmaster-level Martial Sage appeared, the Kunlun Realm would have a higher chance of victory. Heroes emerged in chaotic times. Such a chaotic scene was also the best for cultivators to advance quickly.
Although the price was high and a large number of older-generation Martial Sages or younger-generation geniuses would fall, the effects would be the best.
The two of them arrived at a spacious training ground. Han Qinghe waved his hand and had the juniors fighting there withdraw. Then, he stepped onto the training ground first.
This action immediately attracted the attention of the disciples of the other sects and the inner sect Elders in the drill ground.
The First Elder, Han Qinghe, was one of the few grandmaster-level Martial Sages in the Haotian Sect. Not only had many disciples not seen Han Qinghe make a move, but even many of the inner sect Elders had not seen him make a move.
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