The Martial Imprint murmured to itself with an excited expression. It walked forward step by step. A huge divine pillar towered between the sky and the earth. Even hundreds of people would not be able to wrap their arms around it. It stood in the dark valley and emitted an ancient aura. There were no energy fluctuations, but it was enough to make a half-step Martial Ancestor's heart palpitate. The jet-black tree was silent and motionless. The surrounding clouds churned, making this place seem very mysterious.
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi felt a little scared. The Martial Imprint seemed to be summoning souls as it kept chanting mysterious incantations.
"Immemorial Human Ancestor, please listen to my prayer. Return the lost Martial Ancestor's soul …"
As the Martial Imprint prayed piously, a cold wind blew in the pitch-black valley. It was cold and oppressive, causing people to shiver uncontrollably.
Even Xiao Chen and Bai Qi could not understand this sudden change. They did not know where the cold wind came from.
"Wuwu …"
The black fog churned and the cold wind howled. Terrifying souls appeared in the surroundings and lingered around the towering tree.
"Immortal spirits, undying souls, escort the Martial Ancestor back …"
The Martial Imprint walked to within thirty meters of the tree and began to pray and summon even more passionately.
"The world gave birth to the Martial Ancestor and bestowed him with unparalleled soul power. There is an important mission waiting for him to complete."
"Rumble …"
The pitch-black space shattered, as if a gate to the world was opening.
The cold wind became even more terrifying. Countless souls appeared and howled. The black fog filled the air and one could not even see their own fingers.
"Dying before achieving victory, a hero's heart is filled with tears. This era needs a living Martial Ancestor, not a dying one …"
The Martial Imprint was like a big scam in the past, but now it was filled with emotions. It was extremely sad as it kept calling and praying.
"Martial Ancestor … come back to life!"
As the Martial Imprint roared one last time, the entire valley was engulfed by the cold fog. The surroundings were filled with souls and it was pitch-black. Even though it was right in front of them, they could not see anything clearly.
"Boom …"
In front of the towering tree, a world-shaking explosion sounded out as a mysterious world gate opened, and a boundless power rippled out.
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi were like duckweeds in a raging sea. They were sent flying several hundred meters away by a huge wave. They were both incomparably horrified. It was difficult for them to even take a step closer to that hell.
"Wu wu …"
Crazy winds swept about, heroic spirits howled, and war souls roared. Incomparably tall soul shadows stood alone between heaven and earth, comparable to the enormous tree that reached into the heavens.
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi exchanged glances. Could it be that the Martial Ancestor was really coming back to life? They were extremely shocked.
"Roar …"
The Mark of the Martialist's body shone brightly. Cyan light burst forth and filled the entire valley. Many Battle Spirits revolved around him and roared.
The pitch-black valley shook violently. It was as if it was about to collapse. One must know that it was very difficult for a Half Martial Ancestor to shatter the mountain rocks in the valley. Yet, such a frightening scene had occurred. From this, one could imagine what sort of mighty power had been summoned.
The violent aura lasted for more than an hour in the pitch-black valley before it slowly calmed down.
When everything had calmed down, Xiao Chen and Bai Qi walked forward again.
The Mark of the Martialist took on a human form and walked in front of the towering tree. He pressed his firm and powerful hand on the pillar and pulled forcefully. Like pulling a drawer, he pulled out a huge hidden box from the divine tree.
"Boom …"
A mysterious aura immediately surged out in an earth-shattering manner.
Back then, the Mark of the Martialist used the huge tree as a container to keep the Martial Ancestor's corpse. At this moment, he impatiently looked into the darkness.
However, the result made him feel dizzy. It was empty inside, and the Martial Ancestor's corpse had disappeared.
"How is this possible? Where did it go? "
The Mark of the Martialist cried out anxiously.
"There's bone powder …"
Xiao Chen reminded.
There was a layer of grayish-white bone powder in the hidden box. Judging from the traces, it should be the remains of a person who died and turned into ashes.
The Mark of the Martialist shook violently as if it was struck by lightning. It almost fell to the ground. It could not accept this result. It could not believe the reality before its eyes.
"Impossible, I don't believe it!"
The Mark of the Martialist roared, "The Martial Ancestor's body is comparable to an Ancestor God Weapon. In fact, it is even tougher than an Ancestor God Weapon. How could it have turned into bone powder?"
However, no matter how much it roared, it could not change the reality before its eyes.
It could not accept this result. It kept roaring and shouting.
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi learned many secrets from the Mark of the Martialist's roars.
Back then, the Martial Ancestor had indeed died in battle. However, his accomplishments were even more terrifying than the legends said. After being ambushed, he fell into a terrifying killing formation and encountered four otherworldly Ancestor Gods. However, he managed to kill two of them!
The Weapon Burial Valley was an extremely mysterious place. It could allow a Divine Weapon to grow. The Mark of the Martialist had thought of many ways to revive the Martial Ancestor.
The Martial Ancestor's body was incredibly strong, even stronger than an Ancestor God Weapon. The Mark of the Martialist decided to treat the Martial Ancestor's corpse like a Divine Weapon and bury it in the Weapon Burial Valley to allow it to grow.
For this, the Mark of the Martialist even gave up on its main body, the huge divine tree, and placed the Martial Ancestor's corpse within it. The Mark of the Martialist merged with the divine tree, making it more like an Ancestor God Weapon.
Although the Mark of the Martialist was in a frenzy and the information it roared out was very messy, Xiao Chen and Bai Qi still gradually understood the gist of it.
They felt that the Mark of the Martialist had put a lot of effort into it. It could even be said that it was crazy. However, after so many years, it seemed like it had wasted so much time.
"Why is it like this? All my efforts have been in vain …"
When the Mark of the Martialist slowly calmed down, it seemed like it had lost its soul. This was a heavy blow to it.
"I have been entangled with the Heavenly Stele for countless years. After I escaped, this is the result …"
"The Weapon Burial Valley … What kind of secret are you hiding? Why did you refine the Martial Ancestor's corpse, which is even harder than an Ancestor God Weapon, into powder? "
Xiao Chen and Bai Qi learned some more secrets. The Weapon Burial Valley could actually drift freely in the chaotic flow of space and time. Every five hundred years, it would change its spatial coordinates. It was very difficult to find.
Previously, the Mark of the Martialist was able to enter purely by coincidence. It was not like the other Divine Weapons that entered through the World Gate.
Many years after the Martial Ancestor fell, the Mark of the Martial Ancestor found his corpse. However, it also attracted the pursuit of the otherworldly Ancestor Gods. Several Ancestor Gods tore through space and time to kill the Mark of the Martialist from five thousand kilometers away. In the end, they accidentally sent the Mark of the Martialist into the Weapon Burial Valley.
Back then, the Mark of the Martialist wreaked havoc in the Weapon Burial Valley. It could be said to be the number one Divine Weapon. Back then, the other Ancestor God Weapons in the valley did not have their own souls.
"Could it be that the Ancestor God Weapon in the other valley destroyed the Martial Ancestor's corpse?"
Xiao Chen raised this possibility.
"That's impossible unless it completely destroys my main body. Otherwise, aside from me, no one can open the secret box. "The Mark of the Martialist nodded.
The towering tree before Xiao Chen was perfectly fine. This already proved everything. It was indeed very difficult to destroy. An Ancestor God Weapon could not shatter it.
Just at this moment, Bai Qi, who was not far away, seemed to have discovered something. He stared at the towering tree seriously.
"There seems to be a line of words here …"
Hearing Bai Qi say that, the Mark of the Martialist charged over.
Xiao Chen moved closer as well. However, he discovered that he did not recognize it at all. The ancient words were too primitive, like scribbles.
Furthermore, they were crooked, like they were left behind by a prank.
This line of crooked ancient words was comparable to the little beast Ke Ke. No one dared to compliment it.
"What's written on it?"
Bai Qi and Xiao Chen really wanted to know.
Although the Mark of the Martialist was a human-shaped ball of azure light, it gave off a green-faced feeling. At this moment, the Mark of the Martialist was so angry that his nose nearly crooked. He said hatefully, "× × × × was here!"
Naturally, the so-called "× × × ×" was a meaningless symbol. There was no real name left behind.
The Mark of the Martialist felt extremely depressed. To think that someone left such a mocking message. What did they think this place was? A tourist attraction?
The Mark of the Martialist's main body was rarely seen in the world. To think that someone had left such words on it. This was simply driving him crazy.
"Damn it … don't let me catch you, you bastard! … "
The Mark of the Martialist cursed angrily.
The Mark of the Martialist's face darkened. It squatted there and studied it for a long time. In the end, it seemed to have come to a sudden realization. It finally made up its mind and said hatefully, "Don't think that I don't know who you are. I can't afford to offend you. I'm going to deal with that treasure of yours!"
After seeing these words carved on its main body, although the Mark of the Martialist was very depressed, it did not seem to be that sad anymore. After pondering for a long time, it seemed to have figured out many things.
After an hour or so, the Mark of the Martialist completely recovered as if nothing had happened to it.
"Heh … heh …"
The Mark of the Martialist's laughter was very exaggerated. It was very malicious, causing Xiao Chen's hair to stand on end.
"Brat, I'm going to collect some interest from you first."
The Mark of the Martialist moved its limbs and walked over. With a bang, it ruthlessly smashed Xiao Chen into the air.
"Old fraud, are you crazy?"
Xiao Chen was caught off guard. His entire body was in intense pain.
"I'm not crazy. I'm beating you up. I'm going to collect some interest from you first."
The Mark of the Martialist pressed over with malicious intent again.
"Fire stick, don't think that I'm afraid of you!"
Xiao Chen's face darkened. Without saying anything, he directly sent out six Heavenly Steles. Then, he sent out twenty-seven Heavenly Steles.
Clearly, the difference between the two was immeasurable. Xiao Chen suffered a crushing defeat, beaten up neither lightly nor heavily.
Bai Qi did not rush over. He knew that the Mark of the Martialist did not really want to deal with Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen grimaced in pain. It did not feel good to be beaten up by an old monster equal to a Ninth Heaven Martial Ancestor. He shouted angrily, "Fire stick, just you wait. I will seek justice for you sooner or later.
"I am the Martial Ancestor's True Scripture, the only person who understands the Martial Ancestor's supreme techniques. You can call me the Mark of the Martialist! Do not call me anything else. "
The Mark of the Martialist corrected Xiao Chen.
"Clang …"
Just at this moment, the depths of the dark valley suddenly trembled. It was like something huge was turning over. The Mark of the Martialist immediately changed color.
Normally, even Ancestor God weapons did not dare to enter this second valley. It was very strange inside. There had been incidents of Ancestor God weapons getting lost in there.
Although it was strange, this valley had always been very quiet. It could be said to be a land of death. Today, Xiao Chen felt that something was wrong.
At the same time, between the cliffs of the valley, the gap that was only wide enough for a person to connect to another valley suddenly shone with a dazzling yellow light.
The voice of the Fuxi Eight Trigrams rang out, "Fire stick, come out and die!"
Although the Ancestor God Weapon that had transformed into a Tortoise Dragon was tied up in the other valley, it could condense a strong killing intent and send it out.
A resplendent brass Eight Trigrams blocked the entrance to the second valley. However, that strong killing intent did not charge in, as if it was afraid of this place.
"Eight Trigrams, you long-tongued fellow. Do you really think that I'm afraid of you?"
The Mark of the Martialist did not show any weakness in its reply.
"In that case, come out and fight. Let's decide who is stronger."
The brass Eight Trigrams' voice was very cold and emotionless. It was as the Mark of the Martialist said: it had already turned into an unparalleled, ferocious weapon.
"Boom! Boom!
Boom! "The ground trembled, and beast roars shook the sky.
The black Qilin Beast also rushed over and blocked the entrance to the second valley.
At the same time, the woman chuckled softly, "We know that your main body is here. However, you seem to have awakened quite a few ancestral god weapon souls this time. Even if your soul fuses with your main body, it will be difficult for you to turn the situation around."
What she said was the truth. If the Brass Eight Trigrams weren't bound together, one would be enough. After all, a true soul would be equivalent to an Ancestor God.
"Don't wander around. Stay here obediently."
The Martial Imprint warned Xiao Chen and Bai Qi, "No matter what sounds come from the valley, do not be curious. Otherwise, even if you are half-step Martial Ancestors, you might instantly turn to dust if you barge in."
After saying these words, he walked towards the giant divine tree, wanting to become one with it.
Outside the Nine Prefectures, Poland became wider, and the islands were like pearls, dotted in the vast sea.
The Dragon Island was verdant and lush. Savage beasts roared and vicious dragons roared. This place was full of vitality.
Not only were there Dragon Race experts, but there were also many mutated beasts, such as ten-meter-long centipedes and house-sized black scorpions. They could easily compete with the dragons.
Of course, the Dragon Race was the absolute leader here.
After the Dragon Island was unsealed, all the dragons regained their Magic Abilities. Not many races among the hundred races could compete with them!
At this moment, the Dragon Race's Divine War Monarch, who rarely had a match in the half-step Martial Ancestor realm, was in closed-door cultivation in a palace on the Dragon Island.
Just at this moment, the urgent roar of a dragon startled him awake …
"What happened? Did another half-step Martial Ancestor barge into the Dragon Race's Sacred Mountain in search of the Eternal Light?"
"There's no outsider here. It's … that little beast on the Sacred Mountain …"
When the Dragon Race's Divine War Monarch heard this, he immediately stood up and walked out of his closed-door cultivation. He asked the dragon that had taken human form and was kneeling on the ground, "What's wrong with that little beast? Isn't it always asleep? "
It was obvious that he was very nervous.
"It was sleeping, but for some reason, its body is emitting an auspicious light today."
"Oh, such a thing happened, I'll go and take a look."
The Dragon Race's Divine War Monarch walked out of the huge palace.
After that, a radiance flashed and transformed into the Monarch Lion Dragon's huge body. Its whole body was shining with golden light, a powerful draconic aura soared to the horizon. It arrived in the vicinity of the Dragon Race's Sacred Mountain in almost a split second. Sure enough, the summit of the Dragon Race's Sacred Mountain was shrouded in auspicious multicolored radiance. Fortune was pressing down from all directions, it made that place emit a sacred aura.
In the past, many places on the Sacred Mountain were bare. But now, there were greenery everywhere. At the summit of the Sacred Mountain, on top of an ancient tree, there was an extremely luxurious and soft nest. It was woven with all kinds of precious spiritual materials, like Draconic Tongue Grass, Phoenix Vine, Nine-Leafed Divine Orchid, and so on. The snow-white little beast was sleeping soundly inside.
"Could it be …"
The Dragon Race's Divine War Monarch revealed a hint of surprise.
"Rumble!" Just at this moment, there was a sudden clap of thunder in the sky, it shook the sky.
"Sure enough …" "King, what's going on?"
Some dragons didn't understand.
"The little guy might advance to half-step Martial Ancestor realm."
The Dragon Race's Divine War Monarch said.
Hearing this, the other dragons at the side were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. They found it hard to accept.
"This … is impossible, right?"
There was no justice in this!
In their eyes, the snow-white little beast was simply a little lazy cat. It had slept for more than a hundred years.
Even now, it still hadn't woken up. It was so lazy that they had never seen it cultivate before.
How could such a veteran lazy worm become a half-step Martial Ancestor?
This made many dragons feel so ashamed that they wanted to commit suicide.
They were originally one of the strongest races in the world, but no matter how diligent they were in cultivation, they had never seen a dragon become a half-step Martial Ancestor in such a short time.
"It can't be, right? This lazy little thing has slept for more than a hundred years, how can it become a half-step Martial Ancestor?"
Many dragons felt that it was quite unfair.
"How is it impossible? We will know soon."
The Divine War Monarch glanced at the group of dragons.
"Rumble …"
As if to prove the words of the Dragon Clan's War God Monarch, a series of terrifying bolts of lightning began to appear in the sky. Each bolt of lightning was as thick as a mountain, and they roared in the sky like raging rivers.
All the dragons were dumbfounded!
At this point, they had no choice but to believe the truth in front of them. This was simply too unreasonable.
An overly lazy little beast, they had only ever seen it sleeping. They had never seen it doing anything that exhausted its physical strength.
It could be said that for the past hundred years, the sleeping little beast had become the most unique scenery on the Dragon Island. Every time the parents of the dragons taught their children, they would use it as a negative example. They would warn their children not to learn from that lazy little beast, or else, they would never be able to attend classes for the rest of their lives.
In the end, it turned out to be a war spirit … The overly lazy little beast was about to enter the half-step Martial Ancestor realm!
Everyone's jaws dropped to the ground. They were quite speechless.
"Rumble …"
The sound of thunder became even more deafening. The lightning was incomparably terrifying. It could strike the Dragon Sacred Mountain at any time.
"Hurry up and wake it up. The lightning is about to strike, and it is not prepared at all."
A dragon at the side reminded. Although many dragons were very dissatisfied with the little beast's laziness, they had already regarded it as one of their own. They could not bear to see anything bad happen to it.
"There's no harm in letting it suffer a bit first."
The Divine War Monarch replied. Then he added, "It is really too lazy."
Even he couldn't stand it anymore. The lightning was about to strike, but this little critter was actually still sleeping. It was indeed a bit annoying.
"Boom … …"
The radiance in the sky above the Dragon Island became more and more magnificent. The lightning became more and more terrifying. That kind of powerful divine power fluctuation made many dragon experts feel shocked.
At this time, the ten royal patriarchs of the dragon race were alarmed. They flew over here along with many other dragons and looked at the sleeping little beast with a dumbstruck expression.
At the same time, many experts from all over the Nine Regions sensed the unusual aura. All of them flew over to the Dragon Island.
Needless to say, all of them sensed the unusual energy fluctuation on the Dragon Island. They were all extremely shocked. Everyone thought that the dragon race would give birth to another half-step Martial Ancestor. However, this was also within their expectations. The innate talent of the dragon race was unparalleled. Not many races could compare to them.
At this moment, the mortal world was shaken. Many experts converged on the Dragon Island. Everyone wanted to witness the birth of a half-step Martial Ancestor with their own eyes.
It hasn't been long since Lan Nuo became a half-step Martial Ancestor. Another person was about to make a breakthrough in such a short period of time. Nobody knew how long it has been since something like this happened.
The dragon race was very generous. They allowed everyone to watch this grand occasion. They were not afraid of someone playing dirty tricks in the dark.
The powerful dragon race was not afraid of any challenge.
Some half-step Martial Ancestor already went to the Soul World and haven't returned yet. However, there were still some half-step Martial Ancestor who stayed in the mortal world. Almost all of these people rushed to the Dragon Island. In addition to the experts of other realms, there were many figures on the Dragon Island on this day.
When all the experts arrived with reverence in their hearts, they were all dumbstruck when they saw the main character who was about to become a half-step Martial Ancestor.
Not to mention that the main character was not a dragon, and not to mention that it was so small, its attitude alone was enough to make people speechless.
It was actually sleeping soundly at such a crucial moment. Moreover, it was under the watchful eyes of so many people. This nerve … was too … thick!
"Are you kidding me? The heavenly lightning is about to strike, and it actually fell asleep at this time?"
"It didn't fall asleep at this time. It has been sleeping for more than a hundred years."
A dragon at the side corrected the expert very seriously.
"To be exact, it has been sleeping for a hundred and fifty-five years."
One of the Dragon Whelps counted on its fingers and added seriously again.
"Pfff …"
All the practitioners at the side had the urge to vomit blood.
There was no justice in this!
Let the heavenly lightning strike it to death. This was really … unfair!
Some old fogies naturally recognized Ke Ke, but they still couldn't accept this reality.
They had never seen such an annoying little critter. It was so lazy that it made people lose their temper. It was so lazy that it defied the natural order …
"Rumble …"
At this time, the lightning finally struck down from the sky. It was like a rainbow-colored milky way falling down. It was exceptionally terrifying. All of them were blasting towards the little critter that was sleeping soundly in its little nest at the peak of the dragon race's sacred mountain.
The dragon race's Divine King of War originally wanted to let the little critter suffer a little and learn a lesson. However, he was shocked to find that this plan seemed to be in vain.
"Boom …"
When the terrifying heavenly lightning struck down, Ke Ke's body instantly emitted a seven-colored divine radiance. All of the heavenly lightning was dispersed in an instant. Even the ancient trees on the sacred mountain were unscathed.
The group of people were petrified. All the spectators were dumbfounded.
"The heavenly law is unfair …"
Finally, someone couldn't help but vomit blood and shout.
"Rumble …"
At this time, another dozen or so heavenly lightning struck down. The dazzling lightning covered the entire sacred mountain of the dragon race.
As if disturbed by the thunder, the little critter murmured in dissatisfaction, "You're disturbing my sleep …"
Then, it comfortably rolled over and went back to sleep.
How could it have such a reaction at such a critical moment?
Everyone was speechless as they asked the Heavens. Oh Heavens, oh Earth, are you blind …
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