Chapter 3874

The crack extended for tens of thousands of feet, and countless purple-gold light shone out from within.

Zi Chen, whose chest was bleeding, stood in the air. The long staff in his hand that was emitting purple-gold light dimmed again.

It turned back into an ordinary black staff that looked very inconspicuous.

And in front of him, hundreds of feet away, Sheng Lun stood in the air above the crack, motionless.

In his hand, the Cloud Rain Sword had been pushed into the crack.

The entire city fell into silence.

No one understood what had happened.

Had Sheng Lun won?

Or had Zi Chen won?

Some people saw that Sheng Lun had lost his weapon and felt that something was wrong, but they still had hope in their hearts.

They hoped for Sheng Lun's victory, or rather, they longed for Sheng Lun's victory!

"Pfft!"

In the air, Zi Chen coughed up blood, and his body began to fall. He knelt on one knee on the ground, and the extraordinary staff fell to the side.

In the quiet city, cheers sounded.

Because Sheng Lun was still standing in the air.

Zi Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood, and then slowly stood up. The cheers in the city stopped abruptly, and the entire city became quiet again.

"You lost."

Zi Chen said, his voice calm and indifferent.

"Impossible!"

Sheng Lun finally spoke. Just when everyone thought that he hadn't fallen yet and that there was still hope for him to win, they saw blood continuously flowing out from his forehead. His body fell from the sky and fell into the huge crack.

His last breath of life dissipated as he uttered those words.

Sheng Lun was dead!

Zi Chen was still alive!

The outcome of this battle had been decided!

Without any suspense, the city was filled with wails.

"This is impossible!"

A furious voice came from the Saint Soul Mountain. It came from Saint Ray, but no one heard it.

Ou Li stood there without saying a word, but the smile on his face could not be concealed. At the same time, he felt very proud.

Because he had chosen the right person.

Zi Chen had finally righted the name of the Tremor Fighting Technique.

"Young Master has a good eye."

Wu Youde could only sigh. This battle had been full of twists and turns, and he did not expect Zi Chen to win in the end.

Even the Cloud Rain Sword who ranked in the top hundred had been defeated.

On the third level of Mount Saint Weapon, Zi Chen walked forward and came to the edge of the crack. He lowered his head and looked down. He only saw Sheng Lun's corpse. The Hundred Soldiers Sword of Cloud and Rain had disappeared. He had no idea where it went.

He then looked in another direction, where an exotic beast flashed and fled to the distance. It should be Sheng Lun's pet.

Zi Chen didn't let the ghost chase after them.

The battle was over, and he was ready to enter the next level.

Right at that moment, countless rays of light came from all directions. Those were sharp auras that came from all the Saint Soul Weapons on the third floor of the Saint Weapon Mountain.

At the same time, they each emitted a ray of light.

These rays of light gathered together, as dense as raindrops. The aura was powerful, but there was no killing intent.

Zi Chen was puzzled. His expression became solemn.

The black staff left Zi Chen's hand and flew into the sky.

All of the light was being absorbed by the black staff.

In the next moment, all the Saint Soul Weapons on this level, as well as the other two levels, bowed in the direction of the black staff, worshipping and submitting.

The power of the Saint Soul Weapons in the world seemed to be summoned. They flew toward the black staff in the sky. A huge devouring vortex appeared around the black staff.

The Spiritual Baptism Pool, which had not been used before, turned into rays of light of energy, leaving ribbons in the world. They arrived in front of the black staff and were absorbed by it.

The Saint Weapon Mountain also started to shake, releasing an ancient and powerful aura, announcing the birth of a new hundred soldiers.

Yes, after defeating the Cloud Rain Sword, Zi Chen's black staff was recognized and replaced the Cloud Rain Sword's position.

Even though it was the weakest weapon, it still attracted a phenomenon from the Saint Weapon Mountain.

This phenomenon lasted for fifteen minutes. When all the energy disappeared, the black staff fell from the sky and landed in Zi Chen's hand.

The light that flickered on its surface and the inscriptions were extinguished once again, returning to its simple appearance from before. It did not seem to have changed much.

However, Zi Chen knew that it was no longer the same. It had gained the recognition of the Saint Weapon Mountain and absorbed the power of so many Saint Soul Weapons. If it faced the Cloud Rain Sword again, it would achieve victory even more easily.

And, Zi Chen believed that the Cloud Rain Sword would not dare to appear again after this battle.

Mirror Spirit looked away and murmured, "I saw your potential last time, but it's very unfortunate that the person who used you was too weak.

This time, you sure have a good eye. You've met a master who's worthy of you. "

A staff that could challenge the Cloud Rain Sword was very powerful on its own even if its master was very weak. In the eyes of the world, it was definitely a great weapon.

However, it was a pity that after the death of that generation's master, its subsequent masters were unable to meet its requirements. Even if they obtained the black staff, they were unable to unleash its original power. At best, they could only treat it as a sturdy soul weapon.

Of course, those masters would never know that the black staff had never truly acknowledged them as its master.

After the battle ended, there was no longer any meaning for Zi Chen to remain on this floor.

He headed to the next floor.

Everything went smoothly.

Seeing Zi Chen successfully reach the fourth floor, the She Shan brothers could no longer hold back and cheered loudly. They had profited again this time.

Their cheers were a stark contrast to the wails and curses in the surroundings.

From time to time, people would cast envious and jealous gazes at the two brothers.

After arriving at the fourth floor, Zi Chen first saw a baptism pool. It did not look large, but the spiritual energy rippling within was very abundant.

There was nothing in the Spiritual Pool, but there were two people standing beside the Spiritual Pool.

Lan Gu Meng and Shan Ya.

When the two of them entered the fourth floor, they did not immediately baptize their weapons. Instead, they waited here.

This was because they believed that Zi Chen would definitely win, so they deliberately waited here.

Of course, if Zi Chen did not win, then the two of them would join forces here to kill Sheng Lun, no matter the price.

This was the plan of the two of them!

After seeing Zi Chen, the two of them immediately came forward, very happy.

Zi Chen opened his arms and hugged the two girls under countless envious and jealous gazes.

In an instant, countless people gnashed their teeth at Zi Chen, wishing they could replace him.

"Why are you still here?" Zi Chen asked.

"We were waiting for you to leave together." Lan Gu Meng said, "We knew you would definitely come up."

Shan Ya said, "You should hurry up and heal your injuries first."

In the previous battle, Zi Chen had also suffered heavy injuries. At this moment, his chest was still bleeding.

The reason why he immediately came to the fourth floor was obviously because he was worried that the others on the third floor would fish in troubled waters.

However, now that he saw the two of them, he was relieved.

After four hours, Zi Chen's injuries were almost healed. He stood up and looked at the biggest opportunity in front of him.

Next, it was time to reap the rewards.

The staff and shield flew out, flying forward.