Dragon-Marked War God

When Ashura rises, a thousand sails are gone. A single sword’s light chills fourteen regions!

Jiang Chen’s sword shadows and the sword intent of the Ashura formation had reached a realm unrivaled in the world. Within ten breaths, the two Golden-Pincer Spider Kings had been mercilessly wiped out by Jiang Chen, every trace of life taken from them. The two gigantic Golden-Pincer Spider Kings slowly collapsed beside Jiang Chen just like that.

Jiang Chen was also covered in sweat, his face a little pale. Controlling an Ashura Sword Formation made of 108 Peak Origin Divine Tools was still a heavy burden for him. After all, that Ashura Sword Formation could kill Divine Emperor Realm experts. This could not help but shock people.

There was a huge crash all around, and the rocks were smashed apart. Watching this scene, the Monk Tyrant shivered inwardly. Little Chen was a beast. At this rate, he would never be his match in this lifetime.

From beginning to end, the two Golden-Pincer Spider Kings had never imagined, even at the very end, that they would be killed by Jiang Chen in an instant. They had not even let out a miserable, mournful cry before Jiang Chen finished them off. It was simply too fast.

“Little Chen, I don’t accept this!”

The Monk Tyrant looked at Jiang Chen and said in a deep voice.

“Why?”

Jiang Chen smiled and looked at the Monk Tyrant suspiciously.

“Why are you so freakish? It looks like even if I enter the Divine Emperor Realm and fight you, I’ll still lose more than I win. Can you stop being so freakish?”

The Monk Tyrant looked at Jiang Chen helplessly and said through gritted teeth.

“Then you’ll just have to cultivate as fast as you can. If one day you have the ability to flatten the Western-pole Divine Land, maybe then you’ll be able to fight me.”

Jiang Chen shrugged.

“I can’t be bothered to compare myself with you. Next time, as long as I can beat that guy Dragon Shisan, I’ll be satisfied. And Big Yellow, and Han Yan. I can’t beat you, but surely I can beat those two? Tch.”

The Monk Tyrant was full of confidence in himself. He did not plan to compete with Little Chen anymore, but he still wanted to have a go at Dragon Shisan and Big Yellow.

“I’m hailed as the Reincarnated Living Buddha, you know. Kid, you’d better be careful from now on.”

The Monk Tyrant said proudly. Although he still could not beat Little Chen now, he had to put the boast out there first.

“There’s Overlord Spider Fluid inside these Golden-Pincer Spider Kings. It’s definitely good for cultivation. Once I take it out, we’ll split it one share each.”

As he spoke, Jiang Chen cut open the bodies of the two Golden-Pincer Spider Kings directly with the Heavenly Dragon Sword and took out the Overlord Spider Fluid inside them. The incredibly viscous Overlord Spider Fluid was a good thing. It could be used for cultivation and for refining pills, and it might even be possible to forge some strange divine weapons with it.

“Looks like this stuff really is good. These two Golden-Pincer Spider Kings really came to bring us presents, hahaha.”

The Monk Tyrant laughed loudly, a glint flashing in his eyes.

“Are you going to the Central Region Divine Land, Little Chen?”

The Monk Tyrant suddenly asked in a low voice, with some helplessness in his heart.

“What, you’re not going?”

Jiang Chen frowned. Did this guy have other plans of his own?

The Monk Tyrant shook his head. He still had many things to do, and it was not up to him.

“I want to go look for Qing Xuan too, but… I have to go back to the Western-pole Divine Land.”

“Why?”

Jiang Chen asked. It had been incredibly hard for them to leave the Western-pole Divine Land, and if the Monk Tyrant wanted to go back now, it would be no different from seeking his own death.

“If I said my roots, my soul, my faith are there, would you believe me?”

It was the first time the Monk Tyrant had ever spoken to Jiang Chen so seriously, and even Jiang Chen was a little unused to it. This guy looked like he was serious this time.

Jiang Chen fell silent, because some things were not something he could talk him out of. Just as the Monk Tyrant said, his roots and his soul were in the Western-pole Divine Land. How could he cut himself off from them? It was an understanding of life. If he really left the Western-pole Divine Land, perhaps he would become nothing but a walking corpse.

“Once you go, who knows how many years it will be before we meet again. I thought you’d come with me to the Central Region Divine Land.”

Jiang Chen said with some disappointment. But everyone had their own ambitions. Until they grew strong enough to make others fear them, they had to press forward bravely and could not just sit and wait for death.

“We killed almost everyone there before. If you go back to the Western-pole Divine Land, probably every power in the whole Western-pole Divine Land will target you. You won’t be able to take a single step.”

Jiang Chen frowned deeply. To say he was not worried would be nonsense. A place like the Western-pole Divine Land must already be on high alert, jumping at every shadow. They had caused a monstrous catastrophe there before, and every power must have issued a warrant for them. Jiang Chen could imagine what kind of place the Western-pole Divine Land was now. As soon as he entered it, he would probably be targeted.

“Amitabha. Didn’t the Buddha say: if I don’t go to hell, who will? Hahahaha, Little Chen, when we meet again, I’ll definitely make you see me in a new light. I’m going to make the Western-pole Divine Land bow at my feet.”

The Monk Tyrant said in high spirits, his eyes full of untamed pride. But that fit his character. No one could suppress him. Whatever he wanted to do, he would do, even if he were smashed to pieces, without so much as a frown.

“Monk, don’t make me look down on you. You said it yourself. One day, I will stand at the summit of this Central Region Divine Land and look down on all living beings together with you, hahaha.”

Jiang Chen had grand plans in his heart, and he said this with complete arrogance and pride. But his arrogance was not without reason or without pursuit. It was his dream, and even more the demand he placed on himself. One day, he would make those who did not know life from death disappear from this world completely.

“Hahaha, good, good, good. I’ll be waiting for that day. This Buddha-lord is off.”

The Monk Tyrant turned and left. He was afraid his heart would waver. With Qing Xuan and Little Chen, he would not be able to bring himself to give up on the Central Region Divine Land. But if he did not grow strong, he would not even be worthy of seeing Qing Xuan again. How could the Monk Tyrant not make himself stronger?

He was afraid he would be unwilling to part. A road walked alone is destined to be lonely. So it was for the Monk Tyrant, and so it was for Jiang Chen. But they had no choice, because they had to fight for themselves, and fight for the family and friends around them. They were not fighting alone.

Jiang Chen could not help feeling a little lost as well. Fire Qilin had left him, and the Monk Tyrant had left him. At this moment, he was alone once again. But traveling alone in the Central Region Divine Land was not necessarily a bad thing. That way, he would not drag anyone down. Even if he caused a monstrous catastrophe like he had in the Western-pole Divine Land, he could just dust himself off and leave, without having to worry about whether anyone else would be implicated.

When one person eats his fill, the whole family is fed. That was the state Jiang Chen was in now. He had to enter the Central Region Divine Land as soon as possible. He had to find Yan Qingcheng, and even more he had to find his master’s enemy, that treacherous disciple, and avenge his master!

But at this moment, in the east, on the banks of the Luo River, a huge storm was breaking!