Dragon-Marked War God

Time flew by, and three years passed. Spring went and autumn came. On the Desolate land, the willows were still green and the flowers red, and birds and beasts still chirped.

Jiang Chen was still smelting the 108 Origin Divine Tools in his hands. But Fire Qilin quietly made a move at this time.

“Monk, help me tell Jiang Chen that I’m going to go take a look in the depths of the Desolate Divine Land.”

Fire Qilin said in a deep voice, with an incredibly firm will. He had hesitated for a long, long time, but he had never acted on it.

The Monk Tyrant frowned and said,

“Are you in such a hurry? Why not wait until Jiang Chen finishes forging his divine weapons?”

“There’s no time. Not long ago I felt that deep in the Desolate Divine Land there seems to be an invisible power guiding me, calling me. It seems to be about my parents. I have to go there.”

Fire Qilin’s voice was extremely low. The Monk Tyrant could fully feel the heaviness and the anticipation in his heart.

“All right then. When Little Chen wakes up, the two of us will come and find you.”

The Monk Tyrant said.

Fire Qilin shook his head.

“No need. I have the body of a divine beast, so walking through the Desolate Divine Land won’t be a problem for me. But you’re humans. It will definitely cause a lot of trouble, and you might disturb some great demons hiding deep in the Desolate Divine Land. Don’t worry about me. Just leave directly. When I’ve dealt with what’s in the depths of the Desolate Divine Land, I’ll come find you in the Central Region Divine Land.”

“Then take care of yourself.”

The Monk Tyrant patted Fire Qilin on the shoulder. The two of them had fought side by side several times. Although they had not talked much, their eyes said everything. This journey might mean a huge change for Fire Qilin, but the Monk Tyrant could not say much. Everything would have to wait until Jiang Chen woke up.

Not long after Fire Qilin left, Qing Xuan was also weighed down with worries. The Monk Tyrant knew that she seemed to be about to leave as well. The two of them had ended up together by a twist of fate in the first place, purely by chance. If she left now, that would be only natural.

“I’m sorry, Monk…”

Qing Xuan bit her red lip lightly and said in a low voice.

The Monk Tyrant smiled.

“It’s not as if we’re parting forever. I know you’re leaving.”

“You already knew?”

Qing Xuan said in surprise. She had not even opened her mouth yet, but he already understood everything.

“One day, I’ll convince my father.”

“No need.”

The Monk Tyrant said.

Qing Xuan’s heart jolted, and her face turned extremely pale.

“One day, I’ll fight my way into your family’s home.”

The Monk Tyrant said with incredible domineering spirit.

Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, then threw herself into the Monk Tyrant’s arms and sobbed uncontrollably. The goddess of the past had become so sentimental and tender-hearted.

“I’m a monk. I shouldn’t have such foolish thoughts. Sigh.”

“I don’t care. You said it. One day you’ll come and find me. I’ll wait for you. For this life, this whole life. Never leaving, never giving up.”

Qing Xuan said with a serious face and slowly stepped back. Her eyes were full of tears, her red lips like blood, her long hair flying. Light as a flying swallow, she lingered in the void for a moment, then silently went far away.

“Gone. It’s best that they’re all f*cking gone. This old man is glad to have some peace and quiet.”

The Monk Tyrant cursed with a laugh, but the corners of his eyes were tinged with an indescribable red. A man does not cry easily. He could not cry.

“Little Chen, now you’re the only one I have left. Hurry up and wake up, or I’m going to be bored to death.”

The Monk Tyrant said listlessly.

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s forging had reached the most critical juncture. The 108 Origin Divine Tools had already gone through layer upon layer of transformation. Although they did not need to be refined anew, making the original Origin Divine Tools go a level higher still involved an extremely difficult smelting process.

Jiang Chen had completely extracted the meteoric iron from the meteorite, but he had not used all of it, only half. The meteoric iron was even harder and sharper than his earlier Origin Divine Tools. Combining the two this time would surely take them to a higher level.

After another three years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, Jiang Chen finally finished refining the meteoric iron completely. The 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools drew down a lightning tribulation from the Nine Heavens, setting off waves of thunder above the heads of Jiang Chen and the Monk Tyrant like a raging sea. The Monk Tyrant was completely stunned. He had never expected Jiang Chen to be able to draw down such terrifying Heavenly Lightning.

The birth of 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools could very well be a great tribulation that shook the world. With Jiang Chen at the center, an area of a hundred thousand miles around was almost entirely covered by the lightning tribulation. Heavenly Lightning rolled and spread out, and the surrounding void was stained with a red glow. Amid flashes of lightning and claps of thunder, countless birds and beasts fled in all directions. Hundred-zhang trees were split apart layer after layer, rocks tumbled down from thousand-ren mountains, and rivers broke apart.

This vast land, this Desolate realm, was entirely covered by the lightning tribulation above Jiang Chen’s head, making everything in all directions flee and ten thousand beasts stampede.

“Damn his ancestors’ coffin boards, my goodness! Little Chen, are you trying to punch a hole through the Desolate Divine Land?”

The Monk Tyrant could not help shivering. With Heavenly Lightning this powerful, he figured that even a Divine Emperor Realm expert would probably have to avoid its edge. If it had been Evil Dragon Emperor from before, he would probably have been blasted until not even a scrap was left.

108 Peak Origin Divine Tools! How terrifying that was went without saying. One had to know that even among Divine Emperor Realm experts, only a limited few had a Primal Origin Treasure of their own. That was why most of the divine weapons of Divine Emperor Realm experts were Peak Origin Divine Tools. One could imagine how difficult it was to get a Primal Origin Treasure.

And Jiang Chen had forged 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools in one go. It was unprecedented and might never be repeated. Even he himself was shocked by such a feat. But the cost to him was also enormous. His whole body had been drained empty several times. If not for the recovery of his Myriad Qi Body, Jiang Chen would have collapsed long ago. Even a forging grandmaster at the Divine Emperor Realm would never have the capital to forge so many Peak Origin Divine Tools at once. The success rate for Peak Origin Divine Tools was also extremely low. The most important reason Jiang Chen could accomplish such a feat was the Myriad Qi Cauldron and the Azure Lotus Sapphire Starfire. Otherwise, even the cleverest cook cannot make a meal without rice. Jiang Chen’s forging art was undoubtedly very powerful, but it was not enough by itself to let him perform so impressively.

“Is it finally going to be finished?”

Jiang Chen raised his head and looked up at the void. So much Heavenly Lightning, so violent, was like a murderous blade in other people’s eyes, but in Jiang Chen’s eyes it was a great tonic.

“Let the storm come even fiercer, hahahaha!”

Jiang Chen laughed wildly and roared. Commanding the 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools as if holding the sky in his palm, he rose to meet the Heavenly Lightning. It was time for the 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools to undergo the final baptism and tempering of Heavenly Lightning.