CHAPTER 1642: CHAPTER 1583: XIAO CHEN EXITS SECLUSION AND STEPS INTO THE ANCIENT LAND! (2ND UPDATE!)

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"Can’t see through?"

As soon as the words fell, the others showed surprise. Although they had not returned to their former peak, their emperor’s vision remained, yet they couldn’t see through one person.

Moreover, they were deliberately suppressing their realm; otherwise, not to mention anything else, just the Emperor Soldiers they wielded were enough to rival an emperor’s hand, pushing across the universe.

"Could it be that he’s someone like us, reborn through reincarnation, making his cause and effect unseen?" The Huang in the green robe spoke again.

"Probably not," Taihao shook his head, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes. "Such fortune befalling him, if he were reincarnated, clues would have shown long ago. Clearly, he is the World Suppression sovereign rising for the human clan."

"Our human clan has lived through eternity, the Human Dao has accumulated through long ages, so the emergence of a World Suppression sovereign is not surprising."

"Speaking of which, this person has tread upon the Ancient Emperor’s Road." The reincarnated Tu Huang spoke, then further elaborated on what was discussed in the Dragon Burial Ancient City.

"During the critical moment back then, the divine general returning to my seat laid a grand scheme to wake me, unexpectedly fulfilling this person in the end."

The reincarnated Tu Huang’s eyes carried a trace of sigh, for even his motives for reincarnation were unknown to his past emperor’s war generals, touching upon an ancient great secret of the human clan.

"In the calamity of the Human Dao, a World Suppression master shall emerge, it’s indisputable, but whether he can reach that position..." Tu Huang’s reincarnation spoke with a sigh. Although there was anticipation in his eyes, it seemed lacking confidence.

"Given this, Xiao Chen’s journey through the Netherworld Realm should not be allowed!" The reincarnated Huang in the green robe stated resolutely.

"A person possessing great fortune must have an unknown path of World Suppression. Do you think we can control it? Moreover, in the Nine Nether Underworld Realm, there’s the human clan’s..." With Cang Huang’s words dropping low, everyone’s faces turned grim.

"If cause and effect are irreversible, our four remaining bodies don’t belong to this era, we must strive..."

"Should indeed be buried within the age, what does this emperor fear? I shall abandon this emperor’s bones for eternal prosperity of the Human Dao, without regret or complaint!"

As the voice faded, four silhouettes leaned towards the side, stepping into their grave pits, lying within them, letting the earth cover them, ultimately even their aura disappeared.

...

Time flies, two hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Within the Azure Blood Palace, spiritual energy erupted, converging towards the TianQue, countless ancient medicine Spiritual Woods shattered, transforming into a Long River of spiritual power that merged into the TianQue.

Buzz!

At this moment, a difficult-to-describe aura spread from Xiao Chen, revealing that the spiritual pool in the TianQue was already dry, even the last trace of spiritual energy was consumed entirely by the little dragon.

Suddenly, sounds of dragon roars and tiger cries echoed, an illusionary divine shadow of a golden giant dragon entwined; the dragon roar remained as if Heavenly Thunder bellowed, resonating throughout the Azure Blood Palace.

Mu Qing and others, leisurely chatting in the Small World, immediately sensed Xiao Chen exited closed cultivation!

Within the TianQue, a green shadow stood up, laughed heartily, and stepped out, with golden light flashing beneath his feet, seemingly paving the way with golden scales faintly revealing the Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers.

"Husband."

Seeing Xiao Chen emerge bare-chested, with only a tattered beast skin wrapped below, Mu Qing was initially stunned, then manifested a battle robe in hand, while Tiantai Xuan who followed showed a halted expression with a slight blush.

After a long retreat, hundreds of years had passed, yet Xiao Chen showed no discomfort.

Within a day, the Human Dao Royal Domain shook. The Forbidden Sacred Child, after hundreds of years in closed cultivation, reemerges!

For a time, everyone was eagerly anticipating, wanting to witness the ensuing peak conquest, till now, there were barely a few contenders in the Human Realm.

Back then, the Forbidden Sacred Child capable of opposing the emperor was undoubtedly among the pinnacle of pinnacles, through these years’ fermentations, the erstwhile First Sacred Child Fuyu Cang, even when making a move over a hundred years ago, his prestige was overshadowed by the Forbidden Sacred Child.

This hundreds of years of closed cultivation, his might has become legend but not forgotten. Post retreat, what realm has the Forbidden Sacred Child truly reached? Can he break the emperor’s path?

Yet, the following events left everyone somewhat disappointed. Upon emergence, the Forbidden Sacred Child did not appear in the Human Dao Royal Domain.

Guan Tian Pavilion.

After hundreds of years, Xiao Chen stepped once more into this place. Unfortunately, the old man who led him previously had already exhausted his strength and passed away a hundred years prior.

Moreover, this time Xiao Chen did not see the East Emperor, but the divine spear forged by the East Emperor stood within the Guan Tian Pavilion.

Roar!

In the instant of entering Guan Tian Pavilion, a world-shaking dragon roar erupted, accompanied by a golden giant dragon whirling with a howl; its golden-bodied presence filled the entirety of Guan Tian Pavilion’s interior, everywhere laden with dragon scales and dragon body, majestic majesty surged across heaven and earth, resonating through the endless starry sky via the upper large aperture!

"Spear, come!"

In an instant, Xiao Chen shouted aloud, a grand aura exploded from his body, severing the continuous dragon roars.

The sky was filled with dragon roars and dragon shadows shattering completely, golden light glistening off scales. As everything broke apart, a divine spear, a zhang long, stood in the Void, humming with a buzzing resonance!

Xiao Chen reached out his large hand to grab the spear. Instantly, dragon roars rippled, yet he paid no heed to it all!

Clang!

The sound of metal striking rang out, the large hand grasping the spear directly. The spear was covered with small, bump-like protrusions, giving a sandpaper-like texture. These protrusions were transformed from the spinal bones of the Golden Giant Dragon.

More importantly, at the tip of the spear, there seemed to be a faint manifestation of a dragon’s head, either solid with dragon roars howling or ethereal with dragon majesty hidden.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Holding the spear, there was a humming sound, as if rubbing against his palm. As Xiao Chen grasped the spear, pale golden blood dripped down, as if the entire person had merged with the spear.

Man and spear stood together, standing for a whole year. Outside the Guan Tian Pavilion, dragon roars occasionally resounded. In Xiao Chen’s divine mind, there appeared a phantom holding a spear, piercing through heaven and earth, breaking through time and space, comprehending the spear technique.

...

A year later, Xiao Chen stepped out of Guan Tian Pavilion, with no more dragon roars or tiger howls, heading towards the vast mountain range behind the Heavenly Palace.

Crack!

Underneath his feet, decaying Duanmu and broken bones shattered, as Xiao Chen walked into this desolate ancient burial ground step by step, leaving footprints behind.

Decay, desolation, and closure. Even a few steps away, the Sky Vault had already undergone drastic changes. The ancient mountain range’s sky was dim, without day or night.

This aura was like the one he felt when he first stepped into the Ancient Land of Chaos. However, looking deeper into the distance, the mountains and valleys were cloaked in thick fog. Even with his current eyesight, he couldn’t see through it.

Regarding this ancient mountain range, Xiao Chen naturally had some understanding. Tiantai Xuan had brought him records of the ancient burial ground from Wen Wang Palace, which were now deeply imprinted in his will.

This is the burial ground for the emperors of the human race who have fallen or sat in meditation through the ages. Of course, not everyone is here, but definitely most of them. Emperors who perished without remains would have their garments and crowns buried here.

It is rumored to be the place of soul-calling for the human race, aiming to summon back the fallen emperors!

Within just a thousand li, Xiao Chen had already seen some decayed statues, some ruined grave mounds, and even some graves had been dug open, leaving the decaying white bones exposed, with remnants of beast bones still present.

This burial ground is excessively vast. The enclosed environment made its aura even more decaying and dead silent.

After traversing another hundred li, Xiao Chen stopped because not far under his feet was a broken cliff, spanning ten thousand li. Beyond it, he saw a road, a bone-white path cutting through the mountains and valleys. Despite the cliff, this path floated in the air, tightly connected.

From afar, at the end of the bone-white road, there was an enormous skull, with the hollow eye sockets alone reaching a hundred zhang in size.

Crack!

Xiao Chen did not hesitate and stepped onto the bone-white path, heading for the other side of the cliff step by step. He looked down into the abyss but found it unfathomably deep, with a faint blood scent emanating.

Reaching the other side and stepping back on the muddy earth, Xiao Chen examined the huge skull carefully. Despite countless ages passing, the skull still shimmered with a faint radiant glow, indicating that the power within the bones hadn’t been entirely worn away.

Kill!

In an instant, a Golden Giant Dragon emerged from Xiao Chen’s hand, surging towards the enormous skull. Immediately thereafter, Supreme Yang exploded, and the sky was filled with white bones annihilated into Ashes by sacred light.

Yet Xiao Chen did not relax in the slightest, feeling himself being watched by something ever since stepping onto this cliff. This unease arose in his heart.

The reason for his action was that behind the skull, an eerie shadow flickered briefly.

Boom!

Without any hesitation, the divine spear in Xiao Chen’s hand erupted with sacred light, and a dragon shadow entirely transformed by the Heavenly Laws emerged, covered with dragon scales. The dark golden dragon claws shattered the void, radiating slaughter.

Roar!

With a dragon’s roar howling, it charged towards the enormous skull, and almost simultaneously, the skull seemed to come alive. In the hollow eye sockets, a profound divine light blossomed, shooting towards him.

This was a black light, exuding a terrifying force that seemed to tear heaven and earth asunder, making Xiao Chen’s body feel a pinpricking sensation.

In almost an instant, Xiao Chen’s body had passed through a ground filled with shattered bones, appearing on the other side, while the dragon shadow had collided with the skull!

Crack!

Despite the residual pressure from countless ages, how could the skull withstand his spear? Like a cobweb of cracks, it split open entirely, appearing grim, shattered into countless pieces.

However, before Xiao Chen could strike again, an exasperated voice echoed out.

"Cough cough cough... Boy, stop! Offending ancestors will bring you heavenly punishment. After all these years, you are the first young brat to dare strike at the old ancestor. An unfilial boy, how dare you attack the old ancestor!"