Inside Paradise Lost, Xiao Chen's body was pierced by three swords. He was drenched in blood as he rushed into the endless black fog and was nailed to the huge divine stele.
"Yiyayiya!"
Seeing this scene, the snow-white little critter shouted anxiously and rushed to the front of the divine stele. However, the black fog obstructed it. No matter how hard it tried to brush the rainbow-colored sacred tree, it was useless.
"Scoundrel Tongtian, help me!" The snow-white little critter shouted, hoping that Tongtian could help it save Xiao Chen.
In Paradise Lost, Primordial Lord, White Tiger Saint Emperor, and many other half-ancestor gods looked at Tongtian.
Sensing the killing intent flickering in the other half-ancestor gods' eyes, Tongtian nodded slightly with a complicated expression.
"Take this sword, you might be able to cut through the black fog." He looked at the snow-white little critter and raised the sword in his hand, hinting it to take it.
"Yiya?"
Hearing Tongtian's words, the snow-white little critter was suspicious at first. However, as it was anxious to save Xiao Chen, it didn't think too much and instantly flew toward Tongtian.
Just as the snow-white little critter approached, Tongtian's eyes flashed with killing intent and he turned the sword in his hand around.
With a flash of sword light and a splash of blood, the sword directly pierced through the snow-white little critter and lifted it up.
"Scoundrel Tongtian, why did you …" The snow-white little critter had a confused expression. It didn't understand why Tongtian would treat it like this.
"You shouldn't have appeared in this world." Tongtian said gravely.
"Even the dragon race doesn't want you to appear." Primordial Lord sneered.
"You should be killed!" White Tiger Saint Emperor was even more direct. Killing intent appeared on his face.
In Paradise Lost, apart from Taishang, Buddha, Killer Supremacy, and a few other half-ancestor gods who remained indifferent, the other experts didn't conceal their killing intent toward the snow-white little critter.
"This race is very heaven-defying. Their primordial spirit is almost indestructible. You mustn't be careless." Beast Overlord Kong Xuan reminded Tongtian.
The Prime of Tongtian nodded.
"No matter. With the sword here, it's enough to completely refine this beast's soul and turn it into ashes!" Primordial Lord said with a cold face.
In the next moment, the Tongtian Sect Leader made his move. He began to vibrate his battle sword. Not only did he want to crush the snow-white little critter's body, he also wanted to obliterate its soul!
Although everyone had lost their powers in Lost Paradise, they still had their battle swords in hand. With the Eternal Light, they could wipe out the Primordial Spirit of any living being.
Within the black fog, Xiao Chen was nailed to the Heavenly Monolith by the three battle swords. He could clearly see everything that was happening in the outside world. The snow-white little critter was currently being impaled by the battle swords, its soul was about to be obliterated. An unimaginable fury filled his mind, it made his eyes turn bloodshot.
He struggled with all his might, desperately trying to break free, but the sword was firmly nailed to him and pierced through him.
"Do you want to save that little guy?"
Suddenly, an aged voice resounded in Xiao Chen's ears. It was the Imprint of Martial.
Then, he started to instigate Xiao Chen, using the Martial Dao Scripture as a lure to get Xiao Chen to use the battle sword to kill all the Half-Ancestor Gods.
Xiao Chen naturally agreed. In fact, even if the Imprint of Martial did not give him anything, he would still make a move. He regarded the snow-white little critter as his family. Now that those Half-Ancestor Gods actually wanted to kill the snow-white little critter, his fury was completely ignited.
With the help of the Imprint of Martial, Xiao Chen successfully broke free from the Heavenly Monolith. Carrying the three battle swords, he walked towards the Half-Ancestor Gods in Lost Paradise step by step.
"This time, I have helped Shennong so much, I have to extort him properly!"
Within the black fog, the voice of the Imprint of Martial appeared on the Heavenly Monolith. A lump of cyan light flickered as it floated on the surface of the Heavenly Monolith.
"You are too dishonest, deceiving that little guy to kill the Half-Ancestor Gods. Are you trying to make him the enemy of the entire world?" Suddenly, a mocking voice penetrated through the endless black fog and resounded in the ears of the Imprint of Martial. It immediately caused him to turn pale with fright. That cyan light lump instantly started to tremble.
"Who is it?" The Imprint of Martial shouted in a low voice.
"Haha …"
A chuckle resounded and a seven-colored radiance flickered. Soon after, Brolin's figure appeared in front of the Heavenly Monolith. He looked at the cyan light lump with a smile on his face.
He knew that the cyan light lump was the so-called Imprint of Martial. It was actually the Ancestral God Weapon in the hands of the Martial Ancestor in the past. The Heavenly Divine Tree transformed into a stick. This was also the reason why he called the other party a fraud.
When the Martial Ancestor died in battle, the Imprint of Martial survived as an Ancestral God Weapon. It thought of all sorts of ways to revive the Martial Ancestor. For this reason, it placed the Martial Ancestor's corpse in the body of a fraud and sent it to the Weapon Burial Valley. It hoped that it could use the miraculous ability of the Weapon Burial Valley to revive the Martial Ancestor.
Therefore, at this moment, only the soul of the Ancestral God Weapon was left. It turned into a cyan light lump and called itself the Imprint of Martial. It wanted to wait for the Martial Ancestor to be revived while looking for an excellent successor for the Martial Ancestor.
As an Ancestral God Weapon, the Imprint of Martial was still very powerful. Even though it only had its soul left, its battle strength was still above the Half-Ancestor Gods. It was not much different from a true Half-Ancestor God.
However, in Brolin's opinion, its strength was only ordinary.
"Who are you?" Seeing that Brolin was actually able to pass through the black fog and approach the Heavenly Stele, the Imprint of Martial was shocked and could not help but shout.
Evidently, this person's strength was definitely above the Half-Ancestor Gods. That was because Primordial God, Buddha and the other Half-Ancestor Gods who were currently in Paradise Lost had already lost their magic and divine abilities. They were simply unable to enter the black fog.
"He couldn't possibly be a Half-Ancestor God from another world, right …" The Imprint of Martial's heart felt heavy.
What made it feel the most inconceivable was that this person called it a fraud. Clearly, this person knew its origin. This caused it to feel uneasy.
"Even if I told you my identity, you wouldn't know it. However, I know your origin very well." Brolin spoke. He looked at the Imprint of Martial and chuckled. "After the Martial Ancestor died in the hands of Half-Ancestor God Babula and the others, in order to revive its master, it used its own body to preserve the Martial Ancestor's corpse and placed it in the Weapon Burial Valley, hoping that it could revive him one day."
"What?" Hearing Brolin's words, the Imprint of Martial was completely shocked. That cyan light also violently trembled.
This was simply too inconceivable. This person actually knew about this!
After all, no one knew about the method it used to revive the Martial Ancestor. Even the Half-Ancestor Gods of the Nine Prefectures didn't know about it. It was completely its own idea. However, this mysterious person who seemed to be a Half-Ancestor God from another world actually knew about it!
"Unfortunately, your thinking is too simple. It's impossible to revive the Martial Ancestor in the Weapon Burial Valley." A strange smile appeared on Brolin's face. "Furthermore, the Martial Ancestor's corpse is no longer there!"
"What did you say?!"
Once those words were spoken, the Mark of Martialism instantly roared. The cyan light rapidly flickered, and at the end, it turned into a blurry human figure.
An intense killing intent surged out, locking Bu Luo Lin in place.
"You touched the Martial Ancestor's corpse?" The Imprint of Martial let out a deep roar.
"Heh …" Sensing the intense killing intent, Brolin didn't care at all.
"You're mistaken. Although I know that the Martial Ancestor's corpse is in the Weapon Burial Valley, I didn't touch it," he said indifferently.
"Do you think I'll believe you?" The Imprint of Martial shouted.
In his opinion, since this person already knew about his plan, he would definitely head to the Weapon Burial Valley and take the Martial Ancestor's corpse.
After all, as the number one martial artist, the Martial Ancestor's strength was unquestionable. His Half-Ancestor God Body was even stronger than an Ancestral God Weapon. Back then, four supreme Elder Gods had joined forces to ambush the Martial Ancestor, drawing support from a terrifying killing formation. Although they had succeeded in the end, they had paid a similarly tragic price. All four Elder Gods had perished, and the Martial Ancestor had dragged them down to accompany him in death!
After the Martial Ancestor died, more than one Half-Ancestor God from the other world wanted his corpse. After all, if the Half-Ancestor God Body could be refined successfully, its power would definitely be above an Ancestral God Weapon!
Therefore, the Imprint of Martial was certain that Brolin must have taken the Martial Ancestor's corpse!
"Damn it!"
At that moment, he was so angry that he was about to explode. He had planned for countless years in order to revive the Martial Ancestor. In the end, his opponent had taken the Martial Ancestor's corpse out of the Weapon Burial Valley, causing all his plans to go to waste!
Obviously, the plan to revive the Martial Ancestor had completely failed. Its master, the number one martial artist of the past, the unparalleled Half-Ancestor God of the Ninth Heaven, would not be able to defy the heavens and return!
At that moment, the Imprint of Martial was about to go berserk. The terrifying killing intent that had locked onto Brolin grew stronger and stronger, causing the surrounding black fog to surge violently!
A vast killing intent appeared in Paradise Lost, causing the Primordial God, Buddha, and the other Half-Ancestor Gods outside to reveal shocked expressions.
However, they were already unable to take care of themselves because Xiao Chen was using the battle sword in his hand to attack all of them. He wanted to kill them to avenge the snow-white little critter!
"You want to fight me?" In front of the Heavenly Stele, Brolin narrowed his eyes and looked at the violently surging mass of green light in front of him.
"You dared to touch the Martial Ancestor's corpse, causing my countless years of planning to go to waste. If I don't kill you, my body and soul will be destroyed!" The Imprint of Martial actually let out a howl and the green light instantly pounced towards Brolin!
"You overestimate yourself. You think you're qualified to fight me?" When Brolin saw that, he immediately sneered.
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