From a certain point of view, this was closely related to Di Wuque's Split Second Initial Awareness. Split Second Initial Awareness represented the beginning of glory. That first brilliant light illuminated the darkness.
The Dusk of Gods represented the decline of glory, the end of a legend. In that instant, the blood-stained setting sun was the final, sorrowful light of dusk before darkness descended.
Xiao Chen was not in a rush to test it out. He sat cross-legged on the ground. First, the scene of Di Wuque executing Split Second Initial Awareness appeared in his mind.
Following that, the scene of Di Wuque summoning the Divine Kingdom image appeared. Then, the scene of the twelve Keepers working together to summon the Divine Kingdom image appeared.
All sorts of scenes appeared in his mind. If there were any missing parts, Xiao Chen would fill in the gaps.
After sitting there for six hours, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. A bright light flashed in his eyes. Without getting up, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
Late at night, the pitch-black night immediately turned into a blood-stained canvas. A dispirited setting sun hung in the distant sky.
Strands of beautiful, blood-red fiery light fell to the ground like a meteor shower. Every meteor was a fallen Deity.
Mournful music rang out in the gloomy sky, filling the entire world with a solemn and stirring atmosphere.
"Bang!"
A strand of scarlet light shot out of Xiao Chen's fingertip and instantly tore through five kilometers. It looked like a waterfall in the sky, lingering for a long time.
With a casual wave of his hand, all sorts of mysterious phenomena vanished. Night fell once more. The setting sun was gone, and the scarlet light no longer appeared. Only the scarlet waterfall that Xiao Chen executed in the sky did not scatter.
Its might still lingered, and an apocalyptic aura spread out. Everywhere the waterfall passed, all the birds and beasts within five kilometers fled in panic.
Xiao Chen slowly stood up and patted the dust off his body. Then, he muttered, "This is still not enough. If I can see a Deity of the Deity Domain fall with my own eyes, I can better materialize this solemn state.
"Or, I can find one of the Seven Thrones, the Despair Throne, to strengthen the power of this move."
In the blink of an eye, the corners of Xiao Chen's mouth curled up slightly. He smiled and said, "Having flaws means that there is room for improvement. Right now, the power of this move is basically sufficient."
The Myriad Heaven Divine Fist had one last move left, the Burial of Deities. Compared to Dusk and Finality, it was an even colder and more profound state. It was the final sentence of a glorious legend.
However, Xiao Chen did not dare to test this move rashly. He faintly felt that there was something deeper to this move.
At this moment, the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist that Xiao Chen comprehended had already broken away from the introduction on the surface. He had a more complete understanding of it.
Many things and details that the God Clan's experts couldn't see, he had completed them and even added some of his own things.
By relying on the large amount of divine liquid essence absorbed from the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring, Xiao Chen's originally strong comprehension ability had already reached an unimaginable level.
For three days, Xiao Chen stayed here, repeatedly practicing these two moves. Although Xiao Chen did not make any major breakthroughs, he became much more familiar with executing the moves.
At the very least, he could execute them with a thought.
With some control, he could control the timing of his attacks, drawing them back and forth as he pleased.
When the appointed time with Ying Qiong arrived, Xiao Chen unfurled the Freedom Wings and executed the Magic Skill, So Close Yet Worlds Apart a few times. Then, he rushed back to the city in the time it took to brew a pot of tea.
Inside the inn, Xiao Chen sat down and drank his tea leisurely, quietly waiting for Ying Qiong to arrive.
Xiao Chen felt very confident in Ying Qiong's ability to handle matters. Since the other party said that he could obtain a large number of Secret Treasures containing dragon souls, he would definitely be able to obtain them.
"Young Master, someone sent a letter to this inn three days ago." When the waiter saw Xiao Chen arrive, he immediately came over happily.
A letter? Who sent it?
Xiao Chen put down his teacup and tossed a Black Astral Coin to the waiter. Then, he took out the letter and did not rush to read its contents. Instead, he looked at the signature.
"Senior Sister, from Shui Lingling," Xiao Chen read softly. Then, he opened the letter and read it carefully.
After a while, Xiao Chen put down the letter. His expression appeared somewhat unsightly. Xiao Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip. A bitter taste lingered on his tongue.
"Haha! Young Master Xiao rarely shows such an expression. Did something happen?"
Ying Qiong arrived with a smile on her face.
Without saying anything, Xiao Chen pushed the letter back to the other party. After Ying Qiong read it, her originally smiling face turned extremely angry. "How can they do this? This is too much. They!"
Shui Lingling's letter was announced to the world in Bushin Palace.
Two months later, Xiao Hou Jue would hold his King conferral ceremony in White Emperor City. He would be conferred the White Tiger King, but he did not mention Xiao Chen at all.
Ying Qiong could not help feeling angry. This was originally Xiao Chen's King conferral ceremony, but the Three Holy Masters's ceremony dragged on for half a year. By the time Xiao Hou Jue was conferred King, Xiao Chen had only become a foil.
At the end of the letter, Shui Lingling expressed some worry. The Three Holy Masters's place seemed to have connections with the three Sovereign Noble Clans of the human race — the Jiang Clan, the Yan Clan, and the Lin Clan.
They would make a move against Xiao Chen during the final period, preventing him from appearing at the King conferral ceremony.
"I'll send someone to escort you back!" Ying Qiong also expressed his worry. If Xiao Chen missed the King conferral ceremony, it would be equivalent to him giving up.
It would be very difficult for him to be conferred the title of Blue Dragon King in the future.
Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "There's no need. Give me the Secret Treasures containing the dragon soul first."
The Haotian Emperor had said that within three years, the Blue Robed Emperor would not make a move against Xiao Chen. This was the rule between major characters.
This was a promise that Ying Zongzong had made to Xiao Chen from behind; it held great weight.
Without this promise, without Ying Zongtian, who had expressed his stance long ago, Xiao Chen's path would be even more difficult than it was now.
Since the Blue Robed Emperor could not make a move, Xiao Chen had nothing to fear. If he could not get past this hurdle, he would not have the face to participate in the King conferral ceremony.
Ying Qiong gave Xiao Chen a somewhat reproachful look. Then, he followed Xiao Chen's instructions and took out the Secret Treasures containing the dragon soul one by one.
Aside from a few complete Sage Grade Secret Treasures, all the King Grade Secret Treasures were fragments; not a single one was complete.
Most of the Secret Treasures were damaged beyond recognition, far inferior to the half of the Flood Dragon Scissors that Xiao Chen obtained.
Seeing Xiao Chen carefully look through every Secret Treasure containing the dragon soul, Ying Qiong asked somewhat nervously, "How is it? Are these enough?"
In Ying Qiong's eyes, these Secret Treasures were basically a pile of trash. At most, the materials had some value. In the eyes of others, they were not worth mentioning. Aside from specialized blacksmiths, no cultivator would buy these things.
Xiao Chen raised his head and said, "Not bad. Many thanks. There should be more than this, right?"
Upon hearing Xiao Chen's words, Ying Qiong's somewhat worried expression vanished. He smiled and said, "There are still some left, but not much. You have not finished spending your thirty million Black Astral Coins."
In that case, it should not be a problem to increase his strength by two Dragon Force.
After all, the materials of these Secret Treasures could not compare to the Flood Dragon Scissors, which was once an Immortal Equipment. The dragon soul was also not as strong as the flood dragon spirit.
Xiao Chen had not finished spending his thirty million Black Astral Coins. As Xiao Chen had expected, Secret Treasures containing dragon souls were not easy to find, even if they were fragments.
Three days was indeed rather short. It was already very impressive that Ying Qiong could help Xiao Chen to this extent. If Xiao Chen had to search for them himself, he would not even be able to find half of them in three days.
Ying Qiong stretched out his hand and tossed over a spatial ring. "I don't want your thirty million Black Astral Coins. Most of these are discarded items piled up in the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion's warehouse. There is basically no use for them."
Xiao Chen received the spatial ring. However, he did not show much joy on his face. Even the Flourishing Heaven Pavilion could only obtain a few fragments of Secret Treasures containing dragon souls.
In that case, if Xiao Chen wanted to gather ten Dragon Force and cultivate the Blue Dragon Body Nourishing Art, where should he go to find these Secret Treasures containing dragon souls?
Ying Qiong seemed to have noticed Xiao Chen's doubts. He said, "As the saying goes, dragons hide in the depths. Dragons hide in the depths of the nine abysses. There are more Secret Treasures containing dragon souls in the Heavenly Starry Ocean."
The Heavenly Starry Ocean was a vast and boundless place filled with islands, sects, and countless experts.
To many of the cultivators of the Kunlun Realm, it was a mysterious place.
It looks like I really have to make a trip to the Heavenly Starry Ocean in the future, Xiao Chen thought to himself. The saying 'dragons hide in the depths' is not wrong.
After bidding farewell to Ying Qiong, Xiao Chen brought the Secret Treasures containing dragon souls to the guest room.
Not wasting any time, he immediately circulated the Blue Dragon Body Nourishing Art to consume these Secret Treasure fragments.
There were too many of them. Xiao Chen spent an entire day before he finished consuming them all. Just as he had expected, this casual strike added two Dragons' Strength to the foundation of three Dragons' Strength.
Collecting Secret Treasures containing dragon souls was indeed a shortcut for cultivating the Blue Dragon Body Nourishing Art.
Xiao Chen stood up and checked his strength. Then, he revealed a satisfied expression. With five Dragon Force in a casual strike, he could barely exchange moves with a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage without using a Martial Technique.
By circulating Deities Descending, he could fight a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage without needing to multiply his combat prowess tenfold, saving a lot of energy.
Xiao Chen took out the wooden box containing the ten-thousand-year-old Flame Crystal again. Then, he revealed a grave expression as he muttered to himself, "Ao Jiao should be back by now, right?"
Given Situ Leihong's abilities, four days should be more than enough to revive Ao Jiao.
Let's go!
Not suppressing the anticipation in his heart, Xiao Chen leaped out of the window and executed the Freedom Wings' So Close Yet Worlds Apart Magic Skill, flying towards Sword Forging Peak.
With each step, Xiao Chen traveled fifty kilometers. Now, he was close to one thousand kilometers. After taking ten-odd steps, Sword Forging Peak came into view.
Xiao Chen rushed up the mountain. His hurried pace stunned the many swordsmen of Sword Forging Peak.
Xiao Chen had entered Sword Forging Peak many times. The swordsmen who came here all saw Xiao Chen remain calm and collected.
Even when facing the mocking of a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage, Xiao Chen did not get angry. At the very least, he did not show it on the surface. His pace had never been so hurried.
When the swordsmen looked at Xiao Chen's expression, they could easily capture a trace of nervousness.
"What exactly happened? Why is the White Robed Xiao Chen in such a rush?"
"Could it be that he is under too much pressure from the upcoming duel?"
"I heard that Wen Ziran is in the limelight this time. Several older-generation great grandmaster-level Martial Sages fell to his saber."
"The younger-generation bladesmen are indeed at their peak in the past few years. Unfortunately, although there are many outstanding talents of the Sword Dao, there are no peak experts who can match them aside from Yan Shisan, whose whereabouts are unknown. "
The rarely seen nervousness on Xiao Chen's face and his hurried expression confused the swordsmen, causing them to speculate.
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