Chapter 1529: Pissed His Pants in Frigh (1/2)
Ancestor Zhang Lu, Ancestor Zhao Mingchen, and others still wanted to dissuade Mo Xiao from going but Mo Xiao raised his hand, stopping them from speaking. “Enough, I have decided. The rest of you wait here for my news. The three of us will return in no time!”
“Yes, Sect Chief!”
Zhang Lu, Zhao Mingchen, and the rest could only comply respectfully.
“Let’s go!” Mo Xiao said to Chen Kaiwen and Yan Kang.
Chen Kaiwen and Yan Kang both answered, “Yes.”
In the next instant, Mo Xiao’s figure disappeared from the great hall.
Looking at the place where Mo Xiao, Chen Kaiwen, and Yan Kang had stood moments ago, Ancestor Zhang Lu had an indescribable feeling of unease, as if something unfavorable was going to happen to them.
Zhang Lu was frowning as he said to Zhao Mingchen and the others, “There is a nagging feeling of unease in me as if something bad is going to happen. This feeling is similar to the one I had felt during the Divine World’s catastrophe.”
“Zhang Lu, I think you’ve cultivated too much until issues come out, don’t you think? The Sect Chief is acting personally, what is there to be worried about? How many people are a match against our Sect Chief in this Divine World? Our Sect Chief has long broken through to late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm, other than those few people, no one can be considered as worthy opponents to our Sect Chief!”
Other Ancestors shook their heads with a faint smile, as all of them silently agreed that Zhang Lu was worrying needlessly.
Zhang Lu’s brows were still locked in a deep frown, but he kept silent.
At this time, Mo Xiao, Chen Kaiwen, and Yan Kang had long left the Martial Demon Emperor Palace’s headquarters mountain, appearing somewhere above the Wraiths Sea.
Countless wraiths roamed in this Wraiths Sea that was enshrouded in dense ghost qi.
The moment the three of them appeared, wraiths pounced on them with bared fangs.
Seemingly without any movements, devil symbols appeared on the surface of Mo Xiao’s body. These devil symbols merely quivered and all of the wraiths coming at them fell like locusts.
From afar, it looked like wraiths were raining from the sky.
“Let’s go!” There was nothing but cold indifference in Mo Xiao’s eyes as he spoke to Chen Kaiwen, and Zhao Mingchen.
As Mo Xiao, Chen Kaiwen, and Zhao Mingchen flew across the Wraiths Sea, wraiths kept disappearing.
“Congratulations to Sect Chief for reaching perfection in the Demonic Dragon Blood Art!” Chen Kaiwen who was following behind Mo Xiao compliment. “With Sect Chief’s strength, we can easily suppress the Fiend God Emperor Palace!”
“That’s right, the Fiend God Emperor Palace’s Fiend God Emperor is no longer a match against Sect Chief!” Yan Kang also complimented Mo Xiao.
Mo Xiao let out a hearty laughter, and his laughter rumbled in the high heavens. “I’m really tempted to go find Old Man Fiend God for a little sparring after hearing your words. In the battle that year, my Blood Dragon Devil Art had not reached perfection, hence, I had lost by half a move to Old Man Fiend God. Recalling that battle, my heart still feels unwilling to accept the defeat!”
Over twenty million years ago, when the Fiend God Emperor Palace was in the midst of unifying all the Emperor Palaces, the Fiend God Emperor Palace had also encroached into the Floating Twilight Land, provoking Mo Xiao’s wrath. The Fiend God Emperor and Mo Xiao had fought a big battle.
The two had fought for several days and nights in the deeper region of Floating Twilight Land, but Mo Xiao had suffered a defeat by half a move.
Even though Mo Xiao had lost in that battle with a lot of injuries, the Fiend God Emperor had not fared any better either. As the Martial Emperor Palace and Magic Shaman Emperor Palace had banded together, they had managed to force the Fiend God Emperor Palace to give up on the Floating Twilight Land.
As Mo Xiao, Chen Kaiwen, and Yan Kang chattered along the way, they had already traversed over ten thousand li. At their flying speed, they didn’t need to rely on the transmission array as their speed was faster than the inland transmission array’s speed.
Soon, the three reached the forest where Huang Xiaolong’s group had spent time earlier, where Huang Xiaolong had killed the Martial Demon Emperor Palace’s Hall Master Cui Wei.
The three figures stopped in midair, looking at the forest floor where they could still spot Cui Wei and Chen Xinde’s bloodstains.
With a wave of Chen Kaiwen’s hand, bloodstains belonging to Cui Wei floated into the air, and under the support of Chen Kaiwen’s godforce, Cui Wei’s blood merged and seemingly came to life, as it wailed like a resentful spirit.
This was also an ancient chaos divine art called Soul Gathering Law.
However, the Soul Gathering Law was not easy to cultivate. The cultivator was required to stay on an ancient battlefield, absorbing the ancient soul essence qi lingering on the ancient battlefield. It was not easy to endure this ancient soul essence qi, especially for more than ten thousand years, otherwise, the cultivator would fail to succeed in cultivating the divine art.