Chapter 220

Several months had passed since the trip to the ruins. The surviving Xiantian Realm cultivators returned one after another.

Everything about the ruins had also spread in Cangli City.

The sect from ten thousand years ago was called the Wuji Sect, and that trial ground was for the core disciples. Those who could pass were all monsters.

Less than a thousand people returned from ten thousand. The death rate of more than ninety percent shocked the world.

Among them, the genius of the Chen family, Chen Feng, and the members of the Chen family were all killed. No one survived.

The genius of the Battle Martial Ancestor, Ling Yun, the future successor of the Battle Martial Ancestor, was killed in the trial ground.

The fact that the major forces all brought forbidden weapons made everyone exclaim. This was truly a big deal.

"All the major powers have obtained the Forbidden Artifacts. In that case, who obtained the inheritance? Did a fierce battle take place?"

In the taverns, there were cultivators asking this question. They were concerned about who got the inheritance in the end.

"We did see a dragon, but we didn't see a tiger. There were a few monkeys, though." A lucky cultivator who returned sighed.

"What do you mean? Did a True Dragon appear and suppress the geniuses of the major forces?"

"Of course. Zi Chen alone suppressed several great powers, his face not turning red and his breath not panting. He killed hundreds of people, bare-handedly received a forbidden artifact, killed a genius of the Heavenly Slayer Pavilion, used the ancient weapon to kill Wu Xiong, intimidated many powers, and took away the strongest inheritance.

The name of Zi Chen was destined to shine brightly.

The major forces entered the trial ground with forbidden weapons, but they were not the main characters. They were all side characters.

Zi Chen rose.

"He killed more than two hundred people alone. Blood flowed like a river, and no one dared to make a move. Wu Xiong offered ten thousand vitality stones, but no one moved."

In the tavern, a cultivator described the scene that day. All the cultivators gasped.

"After a fierce battle, Wu Xiong thought that Zi Chen had expended a lot of energy, so he took action himself. He thought that it would be a fierce battle, but who knew that after a few moves, Wu Xiong would be defeated. He was repeatedly humiliated by Zi Chen."

"Wu Xiong was forced to use the forbidden weapon. At that time, the sky changed color and the clouds moved. Who could compete with the forbidden weapon? But Zi Chen caught the forbidden weapon with his bare hands. He was so powerful and terrifying that everyone was shocked."

A cultivator vividly described the battle that day.

"Liu Bo of Yunxia City was about to die on the spot. The major forces were eyeing him covetously and could attack at any time. But at that moment, Liu Bo made the first gamble in his life. He threw the ancient weapon to Zi Chen and won the gamble.... to save his life, he got the inheritance.."

"What do you mean?"

"How did he get the inheritance?"

"That's not the end. Listen to me slowly."

"The genius of Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion was very powerful. He severely injured Liu Bo who had the ancient weapon with one blow. But in the hands of Zi Chen, he was beaten into ashes."

"On the path of body refinement, Zi Chen was unimpeded. He killed Wu Xiong on the spot and beat Wang Shan like a grandson. Li Huo and Cang He were so scared that they almost peed their pants. In the end, he got the strongest inheritance and helped his friends get the inheritance."

The name Zi Chen was destined to spread throughout Cangli City, Yunxia City, and Snowfall City. Everyone knew about it.

A monster had risen.

The faces of the Chen Clan's people turned deathly pale, especially the Great Elder. Chen Zi was actually Zi Chen and he had already grown to such an extent. He was a true monstrous genius.

"In just two years, he has grown to this level. What about the future?" The Great Elder did not dare to think about Zi Chen's future, but he could see the future of the Chen family.

"He really said that." Li Hao stood by the window and looked at the beautiful scenery outside, but he was obviously absent-minded.

"Yes, Zi Chen was very arrogant. He even said that your attitude was very bad that day." Li Huo stood on the other side and recounted what happened in the training ground.

"I can kill a mere Xiantian Realm expert. This kind of clown is nothing to be afraid of." Li Hao was very conceited.

"Damn it. Damn it. Find him. I must find him. I want to tear him apart."

A roar came from the Martial Ancestor.

As the discoverer of the training ground, the Martial Ancestor's loss was too great.

Almost all the Xiantian Realm experts were killed, a forbidden weapon was lost, Wu Xiong was killed, and the token of the training ground was lost. If Miao Kong did not bring back an inheritance, the Martial Ancestor would be in an even more awkward situation.

Even so, the Martial Ancestor had become the laughingstock of the world.

His disciples were not as good as him, and even the Ancestral Masters were beaten into a pig's face.

The Martial Ancestor did not give up chasing Zi Chen. When the news spread, Zi Chen finally walked out of the ruins.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, someone had already recognized him.

"So you are Zi Chen. I have been looking for you for a long time. Now, you should return what belongs to me." A cold voice sounded from behind Zi Chen.

"Swoosh."

Ah Mo felt something was wrong and turned into a light and entered the Taiji diagram.

Zi Chen turned around and saw a monk wearing a kasaya. He was bald and had a big belly. He was walking towards them.

"Evil Good Monk." Zi Chen's expression did not change, but he was shocked.

The monk was able to escape from a group of Flight Fighters that day, so he was naturally strong. He thought that the monk had run far away, but he did not expect to meet him here.

"What is the meaning of this?" Zi Chen looked at the monk and smiled.

The monk took away his Raging Flame Sword and left a page of the Heavenly Book. After that, Zi Chen cheated the monk of a few hundred Primordial Stones, so he had a deep impression of the monk. Perhaps because he did not suffer any losses, Zi Chen did not hate the monk.

"You are Zi Chen, right? Stop pretending, I know it is you." The monk stepped forward, a faint golden light appeared around him, and he looked solemn.

"Master, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I am not Zi Chen."

Zi Chen smiled faintly and saluted the monk, saying, "Master, I have something to do, so I will not delay your search. Goodbye."

As soon as he finished, Zi Chen turned and left.

"Stop, boy, don't think that I can't recognize you just because you changed your appearance. You must be Zi Chen, the one who took my Firmament Palm. I have been waiting for you for a long time." The monk shouted, and his body emitted golden light. He had already caught up with him.

"Great Teacher, you're being considerate. I don't know what you're talking about." Zi Chen let out a strange cry and turned to leave. Golden light flickered around his body as the Nine Flashes of Lightning appeared.

"Swoosh."

The monk was also very fast, and he followed closely behind. "It is you, it must be you, boy. You almost killed me in Cangli City that day. Today, I will make you pay with your life, and all your inheritance will be mine."

"Monk, you're a monk, yet you've actually done such underhanded things. I'm really ashamed of you. That day, you cheated and tricked me into giving you the Raging Inferno Sword. Serves you right, you greedy bastard." Since things had come to this point, Zi Chen might as well admit it.

"It is really you, boy. Let's see where you can run to this time." The monk was furious, and the golden light around him shone even brighter.

"You greedy and stingy monk, I cheated you of a few hundred Primordial Stones that day. Just thinking about how you cheated me of my Raging Flame Sword makes me angry."

Zi Chen was not slow either. He was now at the late stage of the Xiantian Realm, and his Genuine Qi was strong, so his speed was very fast.

"Boy, I can give you your broken sword, but you have to give me the Supreme Secret Codex." The monk was angry, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Although he was in the wrong in this matter, he did not get any benefits. Instead, he suffered a big loss. Now that he was being scolded, he was so angry that he cried out.

"It's too late, stupid monk. I am in a bad mood today, and I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Goodbye." As soon as his voice fell, Zi Chen's speed increased again.

Nine Flashes of Lightning was the fastest speed in the world, and it was not just empty words. At this moment, Zi Chen's speed was much faster than the monk's.

In the blink of an eye, he had left the monk far behind.

"What kind of footwork is this? How can it be so fast?"

Tyrant was extremely surprised. One had to know that he had countless cultivation techniques in Buddhism. Among them, the Extreme Speed Footwork was the most famous. No one could surpass the Eight Steps Overtaking Cicada. However, he had never expected to see someone who was faster than him today.

"Boy, I don't believe that your footwork can be faster than Eight Steps Overtaking Cicada."

A golden light flashed in the monk's eyes. He took a step forward and was already hundreds of meters away. It was as if the ground had shrunk into an inch, and he chased after Zi Chen.

"How is this possible?"

Zi Chen had run far away, but before he could catch his breath, he heard the sound of something breaking through the air behind him. The monk had turned into a golden light and was chasing after him.

"This monk is so fast." Zi Chen was very surprised and sped up again.

Both of them turned into golden light and chased after each other, causing the air to vibrate and produce a sharp whistling sound.

The sound traveled a few miles and reached the ears of several people who were flying in the air.

Whether it was the Martial Ancestor's people or the people from the Cang and Li families, none of them had given up on searching for Zi Chen. They all had people guarding the periphery of the ruins.

At this moment, when they heard the sound of something breaking through the air, they flew over one after another.

"Oh no, there are people who are flying in the air. This damn monk." Zi Chen's face changed drastically when he saw the figures flying over from the horizon.

"Haha, Zi Chen, let's see how you can escape today."

"Zi Chen, you killed Wu Xiong. Today, you will be buried with him."

"Hand over the inheritance and I will leave you with an intact corpse."

One by one, the people in the air laughed and approached with boundless killing intent. They had recognized Zi Chen.

Behind them, the monk was not to be outdone and chased after Zi Chen.

"Ma."

Suddenly, the monk opened his mouth and uttered the six-syllable mantra. This was a kind of supreme power with a mysterious feeling. It rushed towards Zi Chen and shook his heart.

In a trance, Zi Chen seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He saw endless Asura demons. At the same time, a huge abyss appeared and seemed to be sucking his soul.

"Buzz."

At this moment, Zi Chen's heart trembled. A ripple of energy spread out from his heart and blocked the six-syllable mantra's power.

Zi Chen instantly woke up.

But at this moment, he heard a sharp sound of something breaking through the air. The monk was very close to him and was already behind him.

"Damn monk, you have plotted against me time and time again. Today, I will kill you." Zi Chen was furious. With a move of his mind, a blood-red spear appeared.

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