Chapter 1543: Ancient History of the Barren Era

Chapter 1543: Events from the Desolate Era

The night in Zhongzhou was peaceful and quiet, harmonious and dignified.

Beside a surging great river, crowds of people were still bustling about.

They were the Shenzhi of the Xian Clan, Feng Xian, and their followers, still searching for Ye Chen’s corpse.

No matter how many jumped into the river, they were destined to find nothing but the roaring waters.

“Trash.” Feng Xian, standing in the void, spoke coldly.

She was like a queen, exceptionally graceful, with a beautiful face, but her ferocious expression significantly diminished her charm.

She hated Ye Chen deeply and was determined to find his body, to whip it ten thousand times before she was satisfied.

This was the perfect embodiment of the saying that the hearts of women are the most venomous.

Cultivators from all sides sighed, unable to help but pity Ye Chen. In the future, they thought, one should provoke anyone but Feng Xian.

This woman was like a mad dog, biting whoever she caught and never letting go, extremely vengeful.

“Keep searching, all of you.” Amidst the discussions from all sides, the Xian Clan Shenzhi was the first to leave, vanishing in an instant.

His goal was simple: to find a quiet place to comprehend the Xian Eye, not wanting to waste time on a corpse.

Tian Can and Zang Tian Shenzhi glanced at Feng Xian and also departed one after another, not wanting to expend energy here.

Once they left, their followers also left in droves, leaving only Feng Xian and her followers.

“Find it, keep searching for this princess.” In the cold night, that stretch of heaven and earth was filled with Feng Xian’s ferocious voice.

In the Tianyuan Star Domain, on Zhuque Star, in the third level of Youdu.

On a mountain peak, Hu Xianer looked pale and bloodless, coughing violently, her aura weakened.

This panicked Fan Tong, who had no choice but to report it.

Soon, Da Chu Huang Yan arrived, and upon seeing Hu Xianer’s condition, her expression changed dramatically. “Did you use the Fox Blessing?”

“Princess, I did it willingly.” Hu Xianer gave a pained smile, her beautiful eyes like water, somewhat blurred.

“Who was it for?” Da Chu Huang Yan asked.

“Ye Chen,” Hu Xianer quietly gazed up at the stars.

“Ye Chen?” Da Chu Huang Yan was stunned for a moment.

After a few seconds, she reacted, placing her jade hand on Hu Xianer’s back. “How could you be so foolish?”

“I am a defiled woman.” Hu Xianer self-mockingly smiled. “I only wish to silently protect him. Even if it’s just once, Xianer has no regrets.”

“Rest assured.” Da Chu Huang Yan withdrew her jade hand and stepped off the mountain peak, heading straight for the ninth heaven.

Her face was grim. Hu Xianer’s backlash meant the Fox Blessing had activated on its own.

In plain terms, Ye Chen was in grave danger.

Tianxu was cold and desolate, still as dim as ever.

This place was mysterious, with majestic palaces and ancient thatched huts, but not a single person in sight, very quiet.

On a massive rock, Ye Chen still lay there, fusing with the Sheng Gu.

His aura was vast like the sea, strands of Qi and blood overflowing, each carrying a powerful Sheng Wei.

The Sheng Gu was domineering and unparalleled, forcefully reconstructing his Sheng Ti.

Ye Chen’s blood and bones were drenched, excess flesh and bone expelled from his body, his golden Sheng blood dazzling and radiant.

His consciousness was hazy, drawn into an ancient realm.

“Kill.” As soon as he entered the realm, he heard shouts of killing.

“Kill.” The shouts echoed, not just one, each like thunder from eternity.

Before his eyes was a vast starry sky, ancient war chariots rumbling, shaking the stars and causing the heavens to tremble.

“Golden Crow Clan.” He narrowed his eyes, focusing on one side, where golden light blazed, flocks of Golden Crows spreading their wings, each like a brilliant sun.

He saw the Golden Crow Ancestor, holding a Ji Dao Di Bing.

Opposite the Golden Crow army were towering giant apes, each wielding iron clubs, their auras fierce and dominant.

Leading them was the ancestor of the Dou Zhan Sheng Yuan Clan, also with a Ji Dao Di Bing iron club.

This starry sky was vast, not just these two factions.

He also spotted the Kunpeng Clan, Baqi Great Snake Clan, Kui Niu Clan, Zhuque Clan, Xuanwu Clan.

In other words, nearly all the clans of the Southern Domain had arrived.

There were also the Canglong Clan, Storm Dragon Clan, Tyrant Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Demon Clan, God Clan, Witch Clan, Xian Clan, Spirit Clan, Ancient Clan, Yao Clan, Man Clan.

Besides these, he saw ancient great races from the Honghuang era, like Qiongqi, Taotie, and Tao Wu.

The vast starry sky was packed with figures, like an ocean, with human cultivators, demon cultivators, and devil cultivators covering the sky.

In sight were people flying on swords, treading the air, riding clouds, or driving war chariots.

He saw no less than several dozen Di Bing.

The great battle of the heavens erupted in an instant. The Dou Zhan Sheng Yuan Clan’s Di Bing struck out, shattering this starry sky.

Any clan with a Di Bing also awakened its emperor might.

The starry sky was instantly ravaged, Di Wei spreading infinitely.

Wherever it passed, figures turned to blood mist in droves, and stars exploded one by one.

The vast universe was filled with war, the air thick with blood, and cries of agony piercingly shrill.

The heavens fell into chaos, fresh blood staining the myriad domains of the heavens, truly turning into a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.

“Is this the myriad domains of the heavens at the end of the Huanggu era?” Ye Chen murmured lightly, knowing this realm was a strand of divine sense left in the Sheng Gu, taking him to witness that era.

This was his first time seeing a battle of such scale.

Its ferocity, the number of participants, and the grandeur left even his steadfast will pale.

“Why this chaos!” Ye Chen was full of doubt.

Such immense power, if united against the heavenly demons, would be so much better. Why self-destruction?

No one could hear his words. The chaos only grew more intense, lives as cheap as grass.

The starry sky trembled as a brilliant golden river spread across it.

A figure in armor came from the depths of the stars, his physique majestic as a mountain, his Qi and blood vast as an ocean, his body radiating golden light like molten gold.

It was Chen Zhan, his eyes like stars, his long hair like a waterfall, like a supreme war god devouring the vast universe.

Ye Chen held his breath, reverently watching Chen Zhan. His dignity was identical to that in the Shen Cavern.

“The myriad domains share the same roots. Why such haste to devour each other?” Chen Zhan roared furiously, his divine eyes encompassing heaven and earth, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the eternal vault.

Though his words were intimidating, some still attacked him, from an ancient race wielding a Di Bing.

It was a golden sword, entirely snow-white, with emperor dao laws dancing. Its strike could destroy heaven and earth.

Chen Zhan snorted coldly, punching through the vast universe.

The Da Cheng Sheng Ti’s divine might was world-shaking, forcing back a Di Bing with one fist, while he remained unmoved.

“Using bare hands to clash with a Di Bing?” Ye Chen watched in shock, his mouth dry. It was too powerful.

Chen Zhan’s arrival did not stop the chaos of the heavens.

After one clash, the battle resumed, the entire myriad domains washed in blood, becoming a true hell.

Ye Chen did not look away, focusing solely on Chen Zhan.

He was too strong, fighting bare-handed from start to finish. His Huanggu Sheng Ti was like a supreme divine weapon.

Wherever the Da Cheng Sheng Ti passed, no one could withstand a single punch. Before him, all was illusion.

The era creates heroes. In that time, without a great emperor, there was the Da Cheng Sheng Ti, its Sheng might dominating the eight directions.

This battle lasted for countless years, unknown.

Ye Chen was merely an observer, witnessing the chaos at the end of the Huanggu era firsthand, with too many races going extinct because of it.

After more years, the war finally ceased.

In another starry sky, Chen Zhan dragged his blood-drenched Sheng Ti, staggering forward, leaving a trail of blood behind, his radiant Sheng blood scattering across the stars.

He fought fiercely. Even the Da Cheng Sheng Ti’s Qi and blood were nearly extinguished, suffering devastating blows.

A being on par with a great emperor had fought to the end of his strength, his back figure desolate.

“Has the hero reached his twilight?” Ye Chen sighed.

As he spoke, he saw a seven-colored immortal rainbow shoot from the depths of the stars, aimed at Sheng Ti Chen Zhan.

“Zhu Xian Jian.” Ye Chen’s eyes flashed with cold light.

Chen Zhan noticed it too, but it was too late. He was struck by the sword, his Yuan Shen shattered, falling from the stars.

“Damn it.” Ye Chen roared in anger, his eyes bloodshot, watching Chen Zhan perish helplessly.

Wrong, the legends were wrong. Everything was wrong.

The Da Cheng Sheng Ti Chen Zhan did not die in the chaos but was slain by the accursed Zhu Xian Jian.

The realm ended, dissipating with Chen Zhan’s death.

The Da Cheng Sheng Ti fell in darkness, evoking sorrow.

His death became a landmark of the era, a supreme glory and an endless scar.

Ye Chen awoke, his eyes filled with tears. The ancestors of the Huanggu Sheng Ti shook the ancients and dazzled the present, yet died so tragically.

It was all because of that damned Zhu Xian Jian, burying a myth. His hatred for it was uncontrollable.

“Awake?” Tian Zhu and Di Mie walked over with their hands behind their backs.

“In just nine days, you’ve fused with Chen Zhan’s Sheng Gu.” Di Mie sighed in amazement. “This speed is too fast.”

“Have you two seniors ever heard of the Zhu Xian Jian?” Ye Chen wiped away his tears and looked at Tian Zhu and Di Mie.

At his words, killing intent burst from Tian Zhu and Di Mie’s bodies, shaking Tianxu and forming ice.

Ye Chen’s expression changed. His Sheng Ti cracked. Even after fusing with Chen Zhan’s Sheng Gu, he could hardly withstand their overwhelming pressure.

Soon, Tian Zhu and Di Mie regained their composure and said lightly, “Why bring it up out of nowhere?”

“Senior Chen Zhan was killed by the Zhu Xian Jian.”

“Is that so?” Tian Zhu and Di Mie exchanged glances, their old eyes flashing with cold light.

“I’ve also seen the Zhu Xian Jian in my hometown of Da Chu,” Ye Chen said slowly. “It has caused much bloodshed.”

“The discovery of the Zhutian Gate is likely connected to it.” Tian Zhu and Di Mie both pondered.

“What is its origin?” Ye Chen asked again.

“The secrets about it, the secrets about the forbidden zones, only those who reach the level of a great emperor are qualified to know.”

“But…”

“You’ve stayed long enough. It’s time to leave!” Tian Zhu and Di Mie interrupted Ye Chen and slowly dissipated.

Ye Chen scratched his head and finally turned to head toward the mountains outside.

As he walked, he couldn’t help but inwardly examine his own Sheng Ti.

After fusing with Chen Zhan’s Sheng Gu, he clearly felt the changes. His surging power could now contend with a Zhun Di.

All of this was thanks to the Sheng Gu. Its might was too strong.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, he looked toward the Tianxu Forbidden Zone.

Like other forbidden zones, even though he was inside it, he still couldn’t see through it. It was too ancient and mysterious.

For some reason, he had a feeling that he had been to this Tianxu before. Everything felt familiar.

“Overthinking again.” Shaking his head with a smile, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with cold light.

“All of you, wait for me. Ye Chen is coming to collect his debts.”