Chapter 4085

Zi Chen, who was leading the way, was walking at a much slower speed this time.

It wasn't because there was danger ahead, but because he wanted to find other resources in the surroundings. He suspected that there were mineral veins.

Once a complete mineral vein was found, it would definitely be a huge contribution to the Holy Thunder Clan, and their purpose of coming here would be considered complete.

He released his soul perception. Streaks of golden souls that no one could see were like tentacles that landed within a radius of a few hundred feet around Zi Chen.

These tentacles passed through the green vegetation and stuck close to the ground or the mountains, carefully perceiving the rhythm of the ground. Zi Chen could detect any unusual soul power aura.

This was his unique soul power method.

In the entire Holy Spirit Realm, he should be the only one.

Along the way, Zi Chen's confident expression gradually changed.

Because he found nothing.

He didn't feel depressed. Instead, he felt some admiration in his heart.

Even without the Dark Ghost Devouring Soul Technique, the Holy Moon Clan's search of this area was still clean and accurate.

There were no loopholes left for Zi Chen to exploit.

Occasionally, the Vestigial Clan would jump out, but they were all easily killed by Zi Chen.

Lei Meng and the others followed Zi Chen, and there was only one feeling in their hearts.

It was easy.

They didn't need to worry about the dangers around them. They just needed to ensure that they were alive.

Every force had its own foundation. The Holy Moon Clan had been operating here for hundreds of years, and they had long unearthed the secrets here.

In other words, there was nothing left in the area outside. For example, the remnant mineral vein that Zi Chen found earlier was completely a coincidence.

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Nothing.

Still nothing.

Zi Chen went deeper for dozens of miles. There were occasional battles, but other than that, there were no other accidents.

In the secret room that could monitor all corners, the experts from the Holy Moon Clan were silently watching the progress of the various forces.

They also watched every battle and analyzed the combat strength of those people at the same time.

After watching a few relatively easy battles, Yue Butian said, "As expected of the leaders of the various forces, their combat strength is extraordinary."

At this time, Zi Chen was smashing a Vestigial Clan member to death with a single blow of his staff.

He was the only Saint Talisman Master who didn't use the Saint Talisman Art. He didn't use the Saint Talisman Brush or Saint Talisman Paper. He only used weapons to fight. Compared to the others, he was out of place.

However, he had to admit that Zi Chen was very strong.

Yue Butian's line of sight shifted in front of Zi Chen's position until it reached a place where no one had set foot on. There was a tall and precipitous mountain peak there, and a tall Lost Tribe member was standing on top of that mountain peak.

He was a three-headed member of the Vestigial Race. He looked like a human but not a human. He was a powerful existence that was second only to the humanoid Vestigial Race. Moreover, judging from his tall and sturdy build, he was obviously one of the best among them.

In fact, the people of the Holy Moon Clan knew very well what kind of strength the other party possessed. Many years ago, it was the other party's clansmen who had led the other Lost Clan members to drive them to the periphery again and again.

Fortunately, the Holy Moon Clan had an extraordinary foundation. After hundreds of years of hard work and countless life-and-death battles, they had finally gained a firm foothold in this place. They had even set up a complete set of monitoring restrictions so that they could see anything they wanted to know.

Apart from the mysterious humanoid Vestigial Race, among all the Lost Clan members, only the three-headed Vestigial Race was the most powerful.

In addition to the area in front of Zi Chen, powerful three-headed Vestigial Race members had appeared in several other directions. Their purpose was to stop everyone from moving forward.

By the time Zi Chen arrived, a large-scale melee had already broken out. All the forces had been blocked, and the number of Lost Clan members was far beyond imagination.

In the melee, there were Lost Clan members who died, as well as Saint Talisman Masters.

Zi Chen's eyes looked ahead, directly sweeping across the battlefield and looking at the top of the mountain peak.

There stood a tall Lost Clan member. The other party seemed to have noticed Zi Chen's gaze and also looked at Zi Chen with cold eyes.

He didn't make a move. Like a leader, he looked down at the battlefield under his control.

"My Lord!"

Lei Meng yelled, "Should we make a move?"

At this moment, all the Saint Talisman Masters had joined the battlefield. Only the people of the Holy Thunder Clan had just arrived.

Zi Chen's gaze continued to move downward. He felt a strong fluctuation of soul power from the mountain peak under the feet of the three-headed Vestigial Race members.

Even if there were no other mineral veins, he believed that there would be other good things.

"Friends of the Holy Thunder Clan, there must be opportunities in the mountain peak in front of us. Let's join forces. As long as we drive these Vestigial Race members away, the resources will be ours. When the time comes, everyone who contributed will share the resources here."

At this moment, the voice of a Six-star Holy Spirit came from the front.

Obviously, this was also the reason why everyone chose to join the battle. As long as one had some soul power skills, they would be able to sense the abnormality in the mountain peak in front.

Zi Chen walked forward, and Lei Meng and the others followed.

"Be careful, all of you."

Zi Chen instructed in a low voice, and his pace suddenly quickened.

Lei Meng and the others understood Zi Chen's meaning and joined the battle. However, this time, they didn't follow Zi Chen. Instead, they joined forces to the side.

When Zi Chen arrived, the fighting crowd naturally separated. Zi Chen swept forward with the long staff in his hand, and a golden staff shadow moved forward.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

…

The nearby Vestigial Race members were sent flying backward, and a vacuum appeared.

Zi Chen walked into it.

The other Vestigial Race members immediately rushed forward and filled the gap.

The long staff in his hand began to swing left and right, and all the Vestigial Race members who came forward were sent flying.

Zi Chen continued to move forward.

In the crowd, others saw this scene and became excited.

The famous Zi Chen had decided to attack the powerful three-headed Vestigial Race member who was obviously the leader.

On the top of the mountain, the three-headed Vestigial Race member had a disdainful smile on his face. His three faces were full of ridicule.

He only raised one arm and waved it gently. When he wasn't fighting, his other four arms were folded. With this movement, the Vestigial Race members behind him besieged Zi Chen like crazy.

The other party had made everything clear with his attitude. If he wanted to fight one-on-one, he had to get rid of these Vestigial Race members first.

Looking at the Vestigial Race members who were almost crazy in his field of vision, Zi Chen put away the long staff and took out the Sacred Talisman Brush.

This was the first time he took out the Sacred Talisman Brush.

"Mysterious and unfathomable."

The brush fell toward the sky, and a golden light bloomed from the tip of the brush.

He quickly wrote and drew, leaving afterimages.

A shining Sacred Talisman appeared out of thin air. The soul power in all directions converged toward the Sacred Talisman in the air and gradually transformed into a huge vortex.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly rang out from within. Then, everyone was shocked to see a black winged tiger emerge from the vortex.

"Is this the Sacred Talisman Art?"

Seeing this scene, the Sacred Talisman Masters were all extremely shocked.

This subverted their understanding of the Sacred Talisman Art.

He could draw talismans without the Sacred Talisman Paper?

"What kind of technique is this?"

In the secret chamber, the expressions of the people of the Sacred Moon Clan also changed. They were in disbelief.

"It seems to be some kind of Sacred Talisman Art in ancient records. It doesn't need the Sacred Talisman Paper. With one's own strength as the guide, the world as the paper, and the Qi of All Spirits as the ink, a talisman is created out of thin air."

In the secret chamber, an old man said in shock, "But this technique is said to have been lost for a long time. How did Zi Chen learn it?"

"It's the Sacred Talisman Realm. It must be that damned Sacred Talisman Realm!"

Yue Buhuai gritted his teeth and said, "He obtained this lost ancient technique from there!"

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In that world, this was a very casual method. But after returning to the Sacred Spirit Realm, Zi Chen used this technique and caused a commotion.

At this moment, Zi Chen deeply felt the attraction of that world to all the Sacred Talisman Masters. Only then did he know the true value of that world.

This made him even more determined to find a way to connect the two worlds. It would be best if the entrance and exit were in the Tianwu Continent.

In that case, just the teleportation fee for entering and exiting the Tianwu Continent would be enough to make his hand cramp.

In fact, this was a kind of monopoly!

The thought only flashed through his mind. Everything continued. The You Tiger that appeared was as big as a mountain. A terrifying aura surged around its body as it moved forward.

Zi Chen stood in place and didn't move, allowing the You Tiger to move forward.

He raised the brush again.

A second You Tiger appeared.

The two You Tigers, one on the left and one on the right, were like two moving mountains. With an earth-shaking momentum, they opened a straight path for Zi Chen.

Bursts of cheers came from behind.

Zi Chen followed behind the two You Tigers. Once again, he used the long stick to replace the Sacred Talisman Brush, and occasionally hit some fish that slipped through the net.

He looked up at the mountain peak and met the eyes of the three Lost Clan members. Zi Chen stretched out his left hand and drew a line across his neck. A rare hint of cruelty appeared at the corner of his mouth.

On the mountain peak, the eyes of the three Lost Clan members gradually turned cold, and a faint murderous intent emerged.

He waved his hand a second time, and many more Lost Clan reinforcements came from afar.

Zi Chen summoned two more You Tigers. Now, with his spiritual power, summoning four You Tigers was not a problem at all.

With four You Tigers opening the way, no one could stop him.

Everyone around watched this scene in shock.

And in that secret room, the experts from the Sacred Moon Clan were also extremely shocked.

Based on the current scene, among the several directions, only the southeast direction, where Zi Chen was, appeared to be the most relaxed.

In the blink of an eye, Zi Chen arrived at the foot of the mountain peak.

He began to run with all his might.

The four You Tigers were left behind by him. Faced with the frenzied attacks of the Lost Clan members, the You Tigers exploded one after another.

At this time, Zi Chen had already reached the top of the mountain.

In his hand, the long stick reappeared, and a powerful spiritual aura was released from his body.

For others, they might not be able to adapt to the battle here at first, but for Zi Chen, it was not the case.

This was because Zi Chen had used his spiritual power to fight in that world for hundreds of years.

The three Lost Clan members roared and rushed up.

His spiritual power was extremely strong, and his physical body was far beyond that of ordinary people. Light flowed from his palms. He wanted to fight against Zi Chen's long stick with his fists.

No, it should be six fists.

When the two collided, there was a loud bang. The three Lost Clan members only had time to throw two punches before they were sent flying by Zi Chen's stick.