Chapter 1597

With 75% of his energy left, Zi Chen encountered an opponent of the same level at his peak. If this was the outside world, Zi Chen could completely ignore an opponent of the same level.

However, in the Battlefield of Despair, Zi Chen had to formally recognize every living being.

"You want to kill me?" Zi Chen looked at him warily.

"If I don't kill you, am I supposed to wait for you to kill me?" The black-clothed man sneered.

Zi Chen was confused. "Why would I want to kill you? I'm here to kill the other races."

A hint of astonishment appeared on the black-clothed man's face as he sized up Zi Chen from head to toe. A moment later, he laughed loudly and said, "So you're a rookie who just entered the Battlefield of Despair. You probably haven't even been to a human gathering place before."

"We're about to head there. That should be right," Zi Chen said, pointing ahead.

The man in black smiled coldly and said, "The direction is indeed correct, but unfortunately, you will never reach there."

"Why?" Zi Chen asked again.

"Because you have to die." The black-clothed man gradually walked forward, finally entering the attack range.

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he slashed at Zi Chen with his sword. His speed was extremely fast.

"Peng!"

Zi Chen only had enough time to put his spear in front of him to protect himself before he was sent flying by the sword. Even the spear in his hand was shaken out of his grip.

Looking at Zi Chen, who couldn't even withstand a single blow, the seventh-stage Domain Realm expert smiled indifferently and was about to step forward to finish him off. Suddenly, his pupils constricted and a bright light appeared in his eyes.

A dazzling saber light streaked across his face. This saber was so fast and swift that the seventh-stage Domain Realm cultivator could not react in time. He could only lean his body to the side subconsciously.

"Pu."

The blade flashed and an arm flew up. Zi Chen's counterattack had cut off his opponent's left arm.

The Seventh-Domain Realm cultivator was so angry that he wanted to swallow Zi Chen whole. When he looked at Zi Chen again, he had already fallen to the ground. He had used up the remaining 75% of the energy in his body.

Zi Chen's eyes were filled with regret and despair as his all-out attack failed to kill his opponent.

After bandaging his wound, the Seventh Domain Realm expert stared at Zi Chen, who was lying on the ground, and said resentfully, "It's said that everyone who comes in here has some skills. It seems that it's true. If I didn't react quickly enough, I would have died under your blade."

Zi Chen slowly got up and leaned against a withered tree. He said sarcastically, "Don't talk to me about quick reflexes. That was just your luck."

The black clothed man didn't get angry when he heard this. Instead, he nodded and said seriously, "That's right. That strike from before was indeed unexpected. But do you know that in the Battlefield of Despair, luck is also an important factor that determines life and death."

"I didn't know before, but I do now." Zi Chen panted, looking very weak.

At this moment, he didn't have any energy in his body. Naturally, he couldn't fight back.

Looking at the human in front of him who was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the black clothed man slowly walked forward. The long sword in his hand started to glow. Zi Chen struggled a few times to get up, but he didn't succeed. He could only look at the black clothed man and said helplessly, "Consider it my bad luck. Please make it quick."

"Don't worry, I'll be quick." The black clothed man smiled malevolently. The long sword in his hand was already stabbing towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen closed his eyes.

"Swoosh."

The long sword stopped one meter away from Zi Chen. Dense killing intent swept over. The sword aura shot out, causing Zi Chen's black hair to flutter.

The long sword didn't continue to stab. Zi Chen, who was waiting for death, opened his eyes in confusion and saw a malevolent smiling face.

"Die."

Before Zi Chen could speak, the long sword vibrated slightly. A powerful aura was released. In the next moment, the long sword pierced towards Zi Chen's glabella like lightning.

Zi Chen's confused eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light. A golden lightning bolt suddenly rushed out from his glabella and headed towards the Seventh Domain Realm's Sea of Consciousness.

The speed of the golden lightning was much faster than the tip of the sword. It flashed and disappeared.

The tip of the sword was still moving forward. Dense killing intent kept surging. Zi Chen would definitely die after this attack.

However, when the tip of the sword was one inch away from Zi Chen's glabella, it suddenly stopped. The black clothed man's eyes widened. The vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated.

The golden light flashed and returned to Zi Chen's Sea of Consciousness. His lifeless eyes regained their luster. Looking at the long sword that was approaching his glabella, a tinge of fear flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he still won.

He touched the tip of the sword gently with his finger. The tip of the sword started to vibrate. The black clothed man's body fell to the side because of the vibrations.

With 75% of his strength left, Zi Chen could only use all his strength to attack. This was what he had planned beforehand. Furthermore, this attack might not be able to kill his opponent.

Indeed, Zi Chen had guessed that no one who could survive in the Battlefield of Despair was weak.

After his all-out attack was blocked, Zi Chen came up with a second plan. He would pretend to be weak and use his spiritual senses to decide life and death at the last moment.

The other party was indeed very cautious. The tip of the sword stopped one meter away, waiting for Zi Chen's next move. However, who was Zi Chen? He had walked out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. His scheming was not weaker than the other party's.

Thus, when the other party thought that Zi Chen had let down his guard, he attacked. Zi Chen, on the other hand, attacked in an instant.

Zi Chen bent down and searched the other party's body for a while. He only found two spirit crystals. He immediately became depressed. "You only have two spirit crystals. You dare to come out and kill people with only two spirit crystals? You don't even have a storage pouch."

Zi Chen was very dissatisfied. He thought that he had killed a fat sheep. He didn't expect that the other party was just a pauper.

The other party didn't have anything valuable on him. He only had a sheathless long sword that looked good. His clothes were not bad either. However, Zi Chen didn't have the hobby of taking off people's clothes.

Zi Chen picked up the long sword and carried it on his back. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. Thus, he immediately walked towards the big tree in front of him. The black clothed man had appeared from behind this big tree.

As expected, Zi Chen found a leather bag behind the tree. The bag was slightly bulging. There should be a lot of things inside.

Zi Chen picked up the bag and returned to the tree root. Only then did he open it.

There was a pile of bones in the bag. They should have been picked out from some kind of beast. Zi Chen didn't recognize any of them. Thinking that they should be useful, he directly put them into his storage pouch.

In addition, there was a small bag in the bag. There were some hard things inside. After Zi Chen opened it, he saw some dried meat strips. There were also two gourds. One gourd was the size of a palm, and the other was much bigger.

Zi Chen's stomach was rumbling with hunger. He grabbed the dried meat strips and tore them into pieces.

Ignoring the food in his mouth, he opened the large gourd. It was filled with water. It was very ordinary but very pure. At the same time, Zi Chen drank a mouthful.

The second gourd was the size of a palm. There was some tree sap in it. There were about thirty portions.

This could be considered an unexpected fortune.

Other than that, Zi Chen didn't find anything related to a map.

However, to be able to obtain this kind of harvest was not small.

After eating and drinking, Zi Chen's energy gradually recovered. Because the food didn't contain anything high in energy, Zi Chen's recovery was very slow.

Helpless, Zi Chen could only take out a spirit crystal and refine it until his energy recovered by thirty percent.

Looking at the last spirit crystal in his hand, Zi Chen finally gave up on the idea of refining it immediately. Thirty percent of his energy was enough if he used it sparingly and carefully.

Thinking about how he once had an endless amount of energy to squander and how he was now haggling over ten percent of his energy, Zi Chen could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

With barely forty percent of his energy, Zi Chen once again headed north. The black-clothed man had already said that Zi Chen's direction was correct. It was unlikely that the black-clothed man would lie about this kind of thing.

Not long after Zi Chen left, roots drilled out from the withered tree he was leaning against. These roots wrapped around the dead man's body and dragged it into the soil.

It turned out that it wasn't completely dead. It was just that for some reason, it didn't attack Zi Chen.

For the rest of the day, Zi Chen didn't encounter any danger. The energy in his body slowly recovered to fifty percent.

After a night of silence, Zi Chen continued on his journey the next day.

However, Zi Chen encountered danger on the second day. As he fought along the way, Zi Chen's body gradually gained some wounds. As for the energy consumption, it was also great.

After that, in order to save as much energy as possible, Zi Chen reduced some of his evasive maneuvers. Instead, he took the initiative to get injured to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

During this period, Zi Chen killed a few black rats and found some small particles in their bodies. The particles contained some energy, but the effect was only slightly better than tree sap. It couldn't be compared to spirit crystals at all.

Zi Chen's consumption once again far exceeded his gains. The food, drinking water, and tree sap he obtained after killing the black-clothed man had already been consumed by Zi Chen in the past few days. In the end, Zi Chen was empty again.

However, his storage bag was stuffed with fur and bones.

He didn't know whether these things were useful or not. In any case, he just put them away.

In this way, Zi Chen miraculously traveled for another ten days. During this time, his body was covered with countless wounds. If it wasn't for his strong recovery ability, Zi Chen would have died long ago.

Another night, Zi Chen found a black wolf. The wolf's body wasn't big. It looked like a big dog, but its pair of green eyes were full of murderous intent.

Zi Chen looked around vigilantly. At the same time, he released his spiritual senses to investigate. He was afraid that it wasn't just one wolf that came, but a pack.

Fortunately, Zi Chen's luck was not bad this time. There was only one lone wolf that came.

Thus, a man and a wolf began to fight to the death.

Zi Chen's body had no energy left. In the following battle, he relied on the strength of his physical body. He waved the long saber in his hand fiercely and occasionally waved his fist to hit the black wolf's head.

Zi Chen's body gradually gained scratches and even some teeth marks. In the end, Zi Chen won and killed the black wolf.

However, he really didn't have the strength to dissect the black wolf. He could only carry it with his spear and continue north.

This time, the god of luck began to favor Zi Chen. When the sky was bright, Zi Chen finally saw a towering city wall.

"The gathering place of humans."

Zi Chen's tired eyes regained their luster. A force of unknown origin was injected into Zi Chen's body. He carried the black wolf, the dragon thorn and long sword on his back, and the black saber at his waist. He walked step by step toward the gathering place of humans.

However, this force of will was not enough to bring Zi Chen to the gathering place of humans. His vision was blurry and he could collapse at any time.

However, he still persevered and walked step by step toward the gathering place.

Relying on his strong willpower, Zi Chen finally reached the foot of the tall city wall. He was only a hundred meters away from the gate guarded by the guards.

"Peng."