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Chapter 489

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In the chaotic space-time, everything was very uncoordinated.

Seeing Lunhui Wang and the other two chasing after Qing Qing, Xiao Chen couldn't do anything. The Imprint of Martial was right. The distance that seemed to be a few miles might be more than a hundred years.

It could be said to be so close yet so far away.

It was unknown how long they floated in this chaotic space-time. Xiao Chen and the others couldn't find the way out and were lost here.

The surroundings were not spacious. They would often encounter floating mountains and islands. Sometimes, there would even be a terrifying killing intent sweeping past. This place was not peaceful. It was a chaotic space-time filled with danger.

"Chi! Chi!"

Just at this moment, a terrifying saber ray shattered the chaotic space and swept over. In an instant, it made people feel as if doomsday had arrived. The tyrannical power made Xiao Chen and the others' souls tremble.

That kind of divine might even made the Imprint of Martial change color.

A power that could even shake an ancestor god!

The old faker was very agile at this moment. After wrapping Xiao Chen and the others, he charged forward and narrowly dodged that dazzling saber ray.

"Ancestor god! There's an ancestor god in this chaotic space-time … "

"He … attacked us, this …"

The golden divine halberd and the dark iron engravings were very uneasy and revealed fear.

"Don't think too much. That kind of power came from shattering the chaotic space-time."

The Imprint of Martial calmed down and said, "That is a kind of divine power that can travel through space-time. It might have been sent out several hundred years ago, or even tens of thousands of years ago. We won't meet him. People of this level should have left long ago."

Just like that, they floated for half a month but still couldn't find the way out. Of course, this was only their own feeling. Whether it was half a month, several days, or several years, it was already hard to tell. In this chaotic space-time, the flow of time couldn't be measured with common sense.

The Imprint of Martial wanted to shatter the void and completely open up a path to the outside world, but it failed after many attempts. If they didn't enter an even more violent chaotic space-time, they would pass through space and appear in an even more dangerous hell.

They couldn't break free from the restriction of the chaotic space-time and could only float aimlessly.

Just like that, they felt that more than twenty days had passed. On this day, two resplendent light beams suddenly appeared in front of them. They arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"Quickly dodge!" The Imprint of Martial shouted.

Needless to say, they all flew to the sides.

"Chi …"

Xiao Chen felt the Underworld Iron Battle Suit tremble. The two beams of light that flew by left two faint marks on the Ancestor God Battle Suit. This was simply too terrifying. To think that they could damage the Ancestor God Battle Suit. How sharp were these weapons?

"Those are two Elder God weapons."

The Mark of the Martialist wrapped around her, turned into a ray of light, and chased after him.

"Chaotic space-time, an evil place."

Even the taciturn Bai Qi muttered.

The two Ancestral God Armaments had traveled through space and appeared on the same path as the three of them.

Unfortunately, after chasing for several days, the two Ancestral Divine Weapons had completely vanished from sight.

"Immortal island. There's an immortal island up ahead."

The Golden Divine Halberd made a ruckus.

Indeed, he had seen quite a few mountains and islands before, but they were all barren.

However, the immortal island in front of them was very different. It was green and full of vitality. Indistinctly, they could even hear the roars of apes and tigers. The few of them quickly rushed over. The island was filled with flowers and plants, and the vegetation was lush and lush.

A Big-eared Rabbit flew over, followed by two Elephant-Headed Birds.

Xiao Chen and the others were no strangers to these prehistoric creatures. They had encountered them not long ago.

"Rumble …"

A mountain ridge in the distance flipped over, and the entire island trembled. It was actually a super huge snake!

"This is a prehistoric immortal island. It fell into the chaotic space-time, and there are many unknown creatures left behind."

The Mark of the Martialist reminded, "Don't provoke them. I don't think they will take the initiative to attack us."

The few of them carefully searched the island and discovered many strange creatures. In the end, they even saw a large bluestone with words carved on it at the peak of the tallest mountain.

It was a very unique handwriting. It was crooked, like the handwriting of a child who had just learned. It could be said that it was comparable to the handwriting of the little beast Keke. The style of the two was too similar.

The moment the old faker saw the stone carving, the Mark of Martial Arts began to circulate its energy. It was rare for the old faker to hate someone so much. Needless to say, it was another piece of calligraphy left behind by the one who had carved words on his body.

"* * * * * * * Come here. If you wish to leave the chaotic space-time, worship this lord's inscription on the stele for three days, and the path to the outside world will naturally be opened."

The Mark of the Martialist gnashed its teeth as it read.

Xiao Chen and the others were incomparably shocked. This lord's handwriting was really unflattering, but his strength was too heaven-defying!

This lord had once appeared in the Weapon Burial Valley and carved words on the old faker's body. He did not have the stone bone in his hand, but he still successfully opened the path to the most evil place. They could not help but admire his extraordinary means.

Moreover, these words he left behind seemed to be extremely relaxed, and he didn't take all of this seriously at all. He seemed as if he was sightseeing in high spirits while walking unhurriedly towards the place of evil, and he'd completely overlooked the danger that could threaten a Universe Enlightened Ancestral God.

"Carving words on my body, and then coming here to play tricks. I'm so angry!"

The Mark of the Martialist was about to slap the limestone on the spot, but it was quickly stopped by the golden divine halberd and the black iron engraving.

"Lord Fraud, please calm down. We would rather believe it than not. Otherwise, if we were to be trapped here forever, it would be too late for regrets …"

The Mark of the Martialist was in the middle of circulating his energy. When he heard those words, he glared at them fiercely and said, "What Lord Fraud? Just call me Lord and remove the two words in front."

"Yes, yes, yes. Lord, then let's worship the inscription on the stele."

The Mark of the Martialist clenched his teeth and read out the inscription on the stele. He said, "I only accept the incense of ancestral god level cultivators. As for the others, don't waste your effort."

This was too abnormal! To make an ancestral god worship him, was this lord really arrogant, or was he too heaven-defying?

"Escaping is the most important thing. Lord Fraud, please take your leave."

Xiao Chen suggested to the Mark of the Martialist with a fake smile.

"Brat, are you asking for a beating?"

The Mark of the Martialist's face darkened, and his expression was extremely unfriendly.

The golden divine halberd and the black iron engraving also advised, "That is a senior expert. Lord Fraud, even if you take your leave, it will not be considered a loss …"

"Both of you, shut up. If you want to worship, do it yourselves. I definitely won't do it! "

The Mark of the Martialist's expression turned ugly. He really wanted to smash the large limestone with his palm.

"We are not ancestral gods. That lord will not accept our incense. Only you can …"

"I% ¥# @% # …"

The Mark of the Martialist cursed out of anger, "It is obviously that bastard playing with us. Even if he is heaven-defying, he has already left for many years. It is impossible for him to reopen the spatial passage for us."

Not far away, a very human-like white fox was curiously looking on. The black iron engraving turned into a black light and quickly pressed down.

"Hehe, I caught a Spirit Fox and made it worship me for three days. Let's try it out. It's a hopeless situation. Eh? It actually has nine tails. It really is a mutated species … "

Just as the black iron engraving finished speaking, it suddenly fell straight to the ground.

"A tyrannical prehistoric creature, Nine-tailed Spirit Fox. The gas it emits can paralyze the divine soul!"

The Mark of the Martialist said and shot out a green light that quickly froze the spirit fox.

At the same time, the black iron engraving rushed up. After all, he had the powerful divine sense of a Half Martial Ancestor. Even though he was momentarily stunned, he quickly recovered.

"Motherfucker! This is truly preposterous! Even a fox is so strange! This is it. Make it worship me for three days. "

The unfortunate prehistoric creature, Nine-tailed Spirit Fox, was forcefully captured and forced to kowtow. Clearly, this was a highly intelligent spirit fox. After understanding that it was a matter of life and death, it was very cooperative.

At first, they did not think much of it. They only thought that the black iron engraving was venting his anger. Unexpectedly, after three days, the large limestone actually flashed with divine light and a few crooked words appeared.

Even the Mark of the Martialist was shocked. He could not help but read, "Those who are not Half Martial Ancestor God do not need to waste your energy. Live well on this island. I will bless you with a lifetime of peace."

Everyone looked at the Mark of the Martialist.

"Don't look at me. I will not worship this bastard even if you beat me to death!"

The Mark of the Martialist's forehead was filled with black lines.

He was very powerful. Naturally, they could not force him.

However, for the next half a month, they still could not think of a way to escape from the chaotic space-time.

In the end, the Mark of the Martialist became anxious. He slapped Xiao Chen, Bai Qi, the Golden Divine Halberd, and the Black Iron Engraving four times at lightning speed.

They did not know why they were sneak-attacked by this old fraud. They fainted on the ground in a daze.

When Xiao Chen and the others woke up again, they discovered that not only was the large limestone shattered, but even the mountain ridge under their feet had been flattened.

Meanwhile, the Mark of the Martialist was panting like an ox. His expression was dark and foul, as if everyone in the world owed him money.

Seeing this scene, the two crafty old foxes, the Golden Divine Halberd and the Black Iron Engraving, secretly laughed. They guessed that the Mark of the Martialist must have secretly kowtowed to the large limestone.

Bai Qi also guessed it. However, he was more practical. He directly asked, "Senior, what was the result? Did you find a way out after you worshiped him? "

The Mark of the Martialist seemed to have his tail stepped on. He angrily jumped and shouted, "Nonsense! Why would I worship that bastard!"

"Lord Fraud, please calm down."

The Black Iron Engraving advised from the side.

The Golden Divine Halberd also tried to curry favor. He said, "Senior, do you have a way to leave this place?"

"No."

The Mark of the Martialist seemed to be very angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "That liar!"

After saying that, he suddenly became alert. He knew that he had spilled the beans. He immediately shut up.

They did not know the details and did not dare to ask.

In the following half a month, the Mark of the Martialist kept gritting his teeth. Every day, they could hear the sound of grinding.

Xiao Chen and Bai Qi were speechless. The person who left the inscription was too reckless. He actually dared to toy with the Ancestor God. After so many years, he had angered the Mark of the Martialist to such a state. He was really heaven-defying. It was obvious that he was someone who would give the Ancestor God a headache.

A few days later, Xiao Chen and the others left this place and continued to drift in the chaotic space-time.

"You bastard, I can't deal with you, but I will definitely teach that treasure of yours a lesson!"

It had already been more than twenty days, but the Mark of the Martialist was still filled with resentment. Every day, he gritted his teeth and said, "I curse you a hundred times! A hundred times!"

As he said this, he did not forget to glare at Xiao Chen. This made Xiao Chen feel a chill down his spine. Xiao Chen quickly turned around and pretended not to see it, showing the back of his head to the Mark of the Martialist.

"Senior Trickster, how did that person toy with you?"

Xiao Chen did not know if Bai Qi had gone overboard or if he was purposely provoking the Mark of the Martialist.

"Shut up! This has nothing to do with you!"

The Mark of the Martialist found everyone an eyesore. He had nearly dealt with the Golden Divine Halberd and the Dark Iron Engraving, who had once mocked him for worshipping the inscription. These two fellows had been having a hard time. They became obedient and did not dare to say anything.

After being stifled for more than a month, the Golden Divine Halberd and the Dark Iron Engraving finally found an opportunity to roar a few times.

"Quick, look! There's a figure at the side."

"That's not right. It seems to be the figure of a beast."

On a space-time tunnel parallel to the Mark of the Martialist and the others, a gentle, snow-white light moved forward unhurriedly.

After Xiao Chen looked carefully with the Celestial Eye, he immediately cried out in surprise, "Keke!"

At this moment, he really found it hard to understand. How did the little critter come here?

"Keke … …"

Xiao Chen called out to the little thing loudly.

Soon after, he came to a realization. In the space-time tunnel, the slightest mishap could be as long as a hundred years. Even if he called out loudly, the other party would not know.

However … … he felt it was a little inconceivable. Why did the little critter Keke come here? How did it come in?

That ball of white light approached them from afar. In the end, they could see the snow-white little critter through it.

However, Xiao Chen was a little dumbstruck. The snow-white little critter in front of him was really … … too cool!

Although it was the same as Keke, it was only a foot long and its body was as white as jade. It seemed to be brimming with spiritual energy, but it was completely different from the cute Keke.

The snow-white little critter in front of them was wearing a black crystal mirror. It was said that this kind of black crystal mirror had been dug out from many prehistoric ruins. Rumor has it that its real name was sunglasses.

This snow-white little critter had its hands behind its back, its head was raised, and it was wearing a pair of black crystal sunglasses. It was holding a straw stick in its mouth. This demeanor … … was simply a cool little critter.

Also, the snow-white long hair on its head had been combed into a swept-back hairstyle!

"Is this Keke?"

Xiao Chen muttered. This demeanor … … didn't seem like it no matter how he looked at it.

The little critter definitely didn't have this kind of demeanor.

Just when Xiao Chen was muttering to himself, the Martial Imprint at the side erupted.

"# @ ¥# @ … …"

The Martial Imprint's entire body was trembling. It pointed at the snow-white little critter and cursed angrily, "It really is you, you bastard … … Just you wait, I'm not done with you!"

Even though it knew that this might be a trace left behind from several thousand years ago and was transmitted here by coincidence in this chaotic space-time, the Martial Imprint was still unable to control its emotions. It was so angry that it stomped its feet and cursed loudly. Its entire body was trembling.

"You bastard, you ate all the spiritual essence collected by the ancestral gods! A portion of those spiritual essences belonged to me, but I didn't have the fortune to enjoy them. You even carved words on my body, you liar … … I despise you, I curse you … … "

The Martial Imprint was on the verge of losing control as it cursed unceasingly.

"Life is really as lonely as snow. The days of being unrivalled in the heavens and earth are really too hard. I don't even have someone to pass my time with … … Sigh … …"

The cool snow-white little critter with its hands behind its back and its head raised towards the sky, wearing sunglasses and holding a straw stick in its mouth sighed. In the end, it even sighed and said, "It seems like I need to go to the other world or the Great Desolate Heavenly Realm for a stroll … …"

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