Chapter 2056
Chapter 2056
“No mistake! It’s one of the other eight sections of my tower!” The little tower’s voice was heavy with memories, and the tower’s tremors became more and more frequent. “Back then, I followed my master down the Imperial Pass and fought a fierce battle with the Strange Clan. My master was besieged and killed by several half-step Strange Ancient Ancestors. At my peak, I was also blasted into several fragments that were scattered in all directions and obtained by various parties.”
“It’s about 500 miles away from us. Although its aura is faint, I’ve locked onto it firmly. I can’t mistake it!”
"Alright." Chen Xuan nodded slightly, and with a flick of his right hand, the Beiming Sword instantly appeared in his hand, the cold light flowing on the sword forming a stark contrast with the surrounding black mist.
Before he finished speaking, he channeled his magic power into his feet, and a faint blue spiritual light emanated from his body. With the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he sped toward the source of the aura.
Before long, Chen Xuan passed through a huge black mist, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened up—on the open ground shrouded in black mist, several figures stood facing each other, and the aftershocks of spiritual energy fluctuations had not yet dissipated, obviously indicating that a fierce battle had just ended.
Star Ruins Treasure Hunt
On the ground of the shattered star ruins, fragments of a broken immortal sword were embedded in the charred rocks. Dark red blood had congealed into hard lumps among the rubble, and lingering spiritual energy, like a remnant wind, swirled in the void, carrying the stench of blood.
This clearly resembles the aftermath of a fierce battle.
The red-clad youth possessed an eerie and sinister charm. His prominent cheekbones and slender eyes clearly indicated an extreme personality. At this moment, he stood on a blood-stained armor plate, the sole of his boots grinding against the gravel with a piercing sound.
Behind him followed two servants with solemn expressions, kicking at the fragments of weapons on the ground, smugly counting the spoils offered by the defeated.
On the other side, the black-clad youth knelt on one knee, his knee pressing down on the gravel and causing it to crack slightly. Behind him lay six people lying haphazardly, some with bodies already cold, others with chests rising and falling weakly, clearly severely injured and on the verge of death.
The boy in black had bloodshot eyes, with blood vessels running through the whites of his eyes, and his knuckles were bluish-white from clenching his fists so tightly.
Every time he looked back at his dead senior brothers and sisters, his shoulders would tremble uncontrollably, and the hatred surging in his eyes was almost overflowing. If it weren't for the need to save his life and take revenge, why would he kneel and submit to his enemies?
"Boy, you have quite a foundation, qualified to be my twenty-fourth servant." The red-clad youth toyed with a jade talisman he had just acquired, glanced at the kneeling man, and spoke casually, as if taking in servants was a very common thing. "But before that, you must first offer up all the magical treasures of yourself and your entourage, and then sign a servant contract."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the corpses on the ground, a ruthless smile curling at the corner of his lips: "Of course, you can refuse. But the outcome will be the same as theirs. But I don't think you're that kind of trash; you should understand the principle that a wise person knows when to yield."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red-clad youth reached out to receive the dozens of storage magic treasures that the black-clad youth was offering with both hands. But just as his fingertips were about to touch the treasures—
call!
A pale blue aura suddenly tore through the surrounding black mist, like a stone thrown into water. As the ripples spread, a figure with white hair and black clothes appeared out of thin air.
This sudden change caused the pupils of the two Celestial Guards behind the red-robed youth to shrink sharply, and they exclaimed in surprise: "How is this possible? How could a Void Reversal Realm cultivator directly pass through the Pure Yang Formation I set up!"
"Young Master, be careful! This person is definitely not simple!"
The two old servants were surrounded by a dim golden spiritual energy, but their aura was scattered and sluggish. Chen Xuan saw through them at a glance – they were not ordinary Celestial Immortals at all. They were just like the “pseudo-Celestial Immortals” he had encountered on Xuanxiao Star. They had the title of realm but were very weak. In the outer void, they would be nothing more than easy targets for juniors to kill when they were training.
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