Chapter 1839 - Passing on the Flames (1/2)

“The explosive power when an elite of the Precept Domain realm dies sure is terrifying. Even a Supreme Sacred Artifact is unable to suppress it.”

As he recalled the battle with Xie Canghai, Zhang Ruochen felt a tinge of fear.

If not for both the blood-haired man and Chen Yuhua wounded Xie Canghai twice back to back, even with a Supreme Sacred Artifact, Zhang Ruochen would have to avoid him.

But, in the end, he still killed Xie Canghai, and had removed a great foe.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Chen Yuhua and walked over.

Chen Yuhua was looking feeble, and no longer had the aura of an unparalleled saint king, nor the hegemonic air that once swept across the entire Eastern Region.

He was nothing but a dying old man at the twilight of his days.

“Zhang Ruochen… I knew… you would…. come back… to Kunlun…”

Chen Yuhua was weak, as a smile appeared on his weak, parched face.

Zhang Ruochen said. “You actually recognized me.”

As he said that, Zhang Ruochen figure, appearance and temperament changed rapidly as he returned to his original look. After years of trials and tribulations, Zhang Ruochen was no longer a pretty boy like before, and instead, a fierce aura radiated naturally from his body.

“A cultivator who can master both the Azuresky PaG.o.da and the power of s.p.a.ce, aside from you… who else? It’s good that you came… very good… If you become the Lord of the Eastern Region Holy City, I… Even if I die…. I can die peacefully…cough…cough…”

“The Lord of the Eastern Region Holy City?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said. “I’m afraid that you may have misunderstood the reason of me coming here. I’m not a cultivator of Kunlun Realm. I’m here to take something off Xie Canghai.”

“The purpose of you coming here…it doesn’t matter…. whether you are a culti..vator of Kunlun Realm…. it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that the Eastern Region Holy City, and the Eastern Region…cough…cough…. need you. Only you can be become the Lord of the Eastern Region…” Chen Yuhua spat out a gout of flame from his mouth.

Within the flame was a flame-shaped command seal.

“This is the Seal of Flames, handed down from times ancient… it’s the symbol of authority of the Lord of the Eastern Region. With this command seal, you can command all of the major sects and clans in the Eastern Region.”

Chen Yuhua pa.s.sed him the Seal of Flames, and held it tremblingly in the air.

Zhang Ruochen did not take it.

The ident.i.ty of the lord of the Eastern Region was indeed prominent, but also it meant a heavy responsibility.

Chen Yuhua continued, “Remember… the Seal of Flames… is the key to unlock the Tower of Flames. As long… As long as you master the Tower of Flames, you can control the ancient wards of the Eastern Region Holy City, and through it, the entire Eastern Region.”

“The Tower of Flames.”

Zhang Ruochen repeated the words as he looked up and stared at the towering three hundred and thirty-three-story building in the spirit mountain. That was probably it.

“Sir, you are handing the position of the Lord of the Eastern Region to a cultivator of a foreign realm, aren’t you afraid this would rouse the anger of the Empress against the Chen Clan?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Chen Yuhua smiled bitterly and said. “If I don’t pa.s.s the Seal of Flames to you, then tonight shall be the day the Chen Clan is exterminated. Besides…besides… aside from you… who else in Kunlun now that could bear such a burden… who would have the backbone to support the entire Eastern Region?”

“Zhang Ruochen, take the Seal of Flames… save the Chen Clan… save the Eastern Region… this old one… will be forever grateful.”

As he said that, Chen Yuhua’s voice already had a pleading tone.

He was afraid.

He was afriad that Zhang Ruochen would refuse.

Being Zhang Ruochen was obviously easier than being the Lord of the Eastern Region. For a cultivator that was forced to flee Kunlun Realm, there was really no need for him to bear all of this.

BAM!

The earth trembled violently as a bright beam of light appeared in the night sky.

There was a reaction from the Tower of Flames as the bottom three-storeys lit up as cobweb-like lights shot out in all directions, and activated the ancient wards in the air and the ground.

“What happened?” Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed.

Chen Yuhua said. “They have struck… they have struck… Zhang Ruochen, take the Seal of Flames… only you can stop them… If the Eastern Region Holy City falls, the cultivators and civilians of the Eastern Region will be slaves, humiliated and killed… This old one begs you!”

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Tianjue Island.

With a loud bang, Tianjue Pavilion was shattered by a powerful saint path force, and was reduced to ruins with wooden splinters and debris flying all over.

Mister G.o.dcliff stepped on a white array disc as he flew into the air, his eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with fury.

Behind him was a group of elites of the Saint King realm, among them the Drifter, the Wayfarer, King Daxi, and Hua Cangying.

Mister G.o.dcliff raised his head, as a saint glow appeared in his eyes, he saw through the formation array that covered Tianjue Island and snorted. “The Great Firmament Array! You actually deployed a Great Firmament Array to blind my senses. Impressive, impressive, there should be a powerful Array Master in Tianjue Island, right?”

Jiang Yunchong and a group of cultivators in brocade robes walked out from the ruins, and appeared opposite of Mister G.o.dcliff.

Standing beside Jiang Yunchong was a beautiful figure in a long cyan dress, with a delicate face as she held an umbrella over his head.

She was a translucent shadow, like a ghost, or a phantom.

Mister G.o.dcliff guessed that the Array Master was probably her, Yin Ruo.

Jiang Yunchong smiled and said. “Being able to deceive an Array Master for so long. Yin Ruo, your attainment on formation arrays seemed to have some progress. It seems like it won’t be long before you will reach the realm of an Array Master.”

The beautiful soulshadow smiled slightly, and her smile was extremely beautiful, like a spring breeze upon one’s face.

The Drifter whispered. “Mister, we have been delayed. What should we do now? Should we still proceed with tonight’s plan?”

Mister G.o.dcliff’s eyes was sharp, and said. “We have been arranging for this for so long, we cannot cancel it just because of a small accident. Follow the original plan, and leave here to me.”