Chapter 692 – Birth of the Ancient Token
Chapter 692 – Birth of the Ancient Token
Chapter 692 – Birth of the Ancient Token
Feng Xuan turned around furiously and was greeted with Long Chen’s cold smirk. The person she thought was dead appeared in front of her, unharmed. His essence had not been exhausted at all—he had a lot left!
“You!” Feng Xuan turned pale instantly when she saw Long Chen’s gray deathly Qi hand seal colliding with her chest!
She let out an earth-shaking scream!
Her gaze, which was still filled with joy from killing Long Chen, turned into extreme shock. His attack had been too sudden. Xiaolang’s Nine Devils Ancestral Fire was in front, and Long Chen’s Desolate Divine Seal was behind. Where could she run to?
No one could bear such pain!
Feng Xuan’s face contorted. She desperately wanted to break free but had no strength!
She looked at the calm Long Chen!
Why ... isn’t he dead yet?! Even in the end, this question remained in Feng Xuan’s mind.
Her gaze was filled with despair.
At the very last moment, there was a flash in her eyes and an invisible seal quietly exited her forehead, entering Long Chen’s arm. Long Chen was focused on her condition, so he did not notice this.
Then the Nine Devils Ancestral Fire landed on her and fiercely burned her body. Very soon, the black flames dispersed, leaving behind a hyper-realistic black ice sculpture between Xiaolang and Long Chen!
During the last round of Typhoon Blade attacks, Long Chen had used Rewindto survive the attacks and return his essence to its level ten breaths ago, when he had half his essence left.
Rewind was an unbelievable divine technique that likely belonged to the Primordial Time Dragon. In its complete state, it would be even more terrifying than the Ancient Bloodsoul Dragon’s divine techniques. It would be like how Little Cat had previously used it, where the whole destroyed Baiyang Town could be returned to its original state.
This proved that there was some basis to why Little Cat had said the Primordial Time Dragon was ranked above the Ancient Bloodsoul Dragon.
About one day had passed since the last time he used Rewind, so it was just in time for Long Chen to use it again.
This was a close call. Feng Xuan was a Fifth Earthly Martial Stage master, while Long Chen had only just reached the Third Earthly Martial Stage. He intended to work with Xiaolang, but they had been separated. If he had not taken huge risks, it would have been difficult to kill her.
This battle had been both exciting and dangerous!
Looking at the hyper-realistic ice sculpture of Feng Xuan, Long Chen slumped to the ground weakly. The last round of Desolate Divine Seal had exhausted almost all the essence in his body. However, he had finally killed Feng Xuan. This was unbelievable to him.
Mo Xiaolang returned to his human form and came to his side. His side of the battle had been intense too, and his forehead was covered in sweat while he panted, looking as exhausted as Long Chen.
“Xiaolang, is it finally over? Have we really killed both Zhao Danchen and Feng Xuan?” Long Chen asked in disbelief.
“Zhao Danchen’s death had nothing to do with me. Elder Brother, have you been scared silly by that woman?” Mo Xiaolang grinned.
He had not gone silly. It was just that the hopes of so many people were in his hands. Long Chen naturally cared very deeply, and even after he killed Feng Xuan, he felt like it was a dream.
Especially when Feng Xuan’s death meant the Ancient Token belonged to him.
The affairs of the Divine Martial Empire had finally come to a close.
To Long Chen, this was breaking free. He could embark on a new journey now. As long as he passed through the Ancient Graveyard, he could see Ling Xi!
They had not met for more than a year now. There was a powerful, deep longing in his heart!
“Elder Brother, Zhao Danchen is dead and Feng Xuan too. The matters of the Divine Martial Empire are over now. If they knew about this, I think they would jump with joy.”
Long Chen nodded and said, “By this time, they should have taken over Martial Overlord City already. That old man Xiao Lin would not dare fight back.”
“We’ve got to say goodbye,” said Xiaolang.
“Mhm. Of course. Everyone must separate eventually.”
“What about you and me?” Xiaolang said suddenly.
Long Chen froze, then he grinned and said, “First of all, I would like to say that I have no interest in guys at all. Second, I’m telling you that we brothers will be together every lifetime, and we will fight alongside each other like we did today! Every enemy of ours will die like this old witch, haha!”
“I’m not interested in guys either!” Mo Xiaolang gave a weak smile.
Long Chen felt a weight lift.
However, he could not relax when he thought about his future. Although the Ancient Graveyard was filled with opportunities, they co-existed with danger. That place was countless times more dangerous than the Divine Martial Empire. Not only were there demonic beasts, but there were also natural disasters and countless enemies. That was a larger challenge!
“Hey, brat. I want to tell you something,” Little Cat said suddenly from the Primordial Realm.
“What is it?” Long Chen froze.
“When that woman died, she placed her bloodline’s mark on your body. That bloodline mark belongs to her clan, which is the Wind clan. In the future, when her clansmen sense the mark on you, they will know that you killed one of them.”
Long Chen was stunned.
“Where is it? Can I remove it?” Long Chen furrowed his brows.
That was going to be troublesome. The Wind clan would surely go to the Ancient Graveyard, and he did not want to be immediately killed by one of them.
“I don’t have much power now, so I can’t remove it. However, after seven thousand seven hundred and forty-nine days, the mark will disappear on its own. It depends on your luck.” Little Cat snickered, as if this was none of his business.
“Fuck!” Long Chen cursed, not knowing what to say.
However, it had already happened, so dwelling on it was useless. He had to think about how to deal with the Wind clan. If he was ready, he believed he would be fine.
Next, he waited for the Ancient Token’s birth.
After Feng Xuan died, no one else in the Divine Martial Empire could fight Long Chen for the Ancient Token. He had spent a year crawling from the lowest rung to the peak of the Divine Martial Empire. Very few people could do the same.
At the same time, Xiaolang had become a Category Four King-tier demonic beast, so he was quite powerful too.
Of course, Xiaolang had only achieved this because of Long Chen. Without Long Chen, where would he get so many powerful treasures to consume?
Bit by bit, time passed on Sky Isle.
“It’s appearing!” Long Chen was meditating, but he suddenly stood up. After a day of rest, his body had recovered to its perfect state!
Boom!
There was a loud boom in the sky, and the red sea of mist dispersed. The Immortal Sea, which had always been covered in white mist, suddenly became a vast expanse around Sky Isle. Long Chen could see a bright, blue sky!
This should be impossible in the Immortal Sea, but Long Chen saw it.
He saw something else that shocked him!
“Is that a mirage?” Long Chen stared at a point of the sky in a daze. There were blurry objects there, but he faintly saw a forest of tall and solemn tombstones. All sorts of tombstones were packed together, creating a magnificent scene. This forest of tombstones radiated an ancient but supernatural aura.
The tombstones had only just appeared, but they were soon covered by gray mist and the place turned into a patch of white. But that ancient scene was etched deeply in Long Chen’s mind.
“Is that the battlefield of the Middle Ages? The Ancient Graveyard?” Long Chen muttered to himself.
Then a gray ray of light appeared where the mirage was just now. The ray was traveling in Long Chen’s direction. His eyes lit up and he quickly ran towards it!
It was heading in the direction of Sky Isle. Mid-air, Long Chen intercepted the ray of light and grabbed it. He looked in his hand and saw a gray token. It was only the size of his palm, and he could not tell what it was made of, though it resembled rotten wood and did not seem special in any way. There were no symbols or labels on it either.
“Is this the Ancient Token?” There was confusion in his eyes.
But it was certainly the Ancient Token.
“The stranger the object, the more mysterious it is. Now that I have the Ancient Token, how will I enter the Ancient Graveyard?” he asked himself.
He flipped the token around several times but found nothing weird about it.
“Let me try injecting my essence into it.” He slowly injected his dragon soul essence into the Ancient Token, which suddenly lit up with gray light that shone into Long Chen’s palm. Information flowed into his mind.
“The Ancient Graveyard opens in one month!”