Dragon-Marked War God

“There are corpses everywhere here. Could this be a battlefield?”

“Yes, there are bones and remains everywhere, broken weapons and shattered halberds. This place is simply huge. It’s a whole new space. Could it be another world?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. This is just a sealed space. How could there be a complete world behind the Gate of the Divine Court?”

Everyone’s expression was extremely serious, because the world in front of them was like a completely new realm. Around them were nothing but rotting bones and the banners of war, and what little remained were mottled broken weapons everywhere. It seemed countless years had passed. All that was left was endless desolation and loneliness, coldness and bleakness.

“Were we tricked? What Gate of the Divine Court? This is just an ancient battlefield.”

Zhu Qianyan finally could not hold back and said darkly. Had they been tricked by their own ancestors? And tricked for hundreds of millions of years at that? The ancestral land they had guarded so painstakingly was just a ruined ancient battlefield, and apart from bones they could not find anything useful.

The tragic scene truly made one solemn and heavy-hearted. But what they were looking for was treasure, divine weapons, an inheritance and a godhead. Now they had found nothing. Who would not be angry in their place?

Suddenly they felt as though the families they had guarded for hundreds of millions of years were nothing but a front for the Divine Clan. Had they all been deceived through the endless years of their inheritance?

“Everyone, be quiet. This ancient battlefield we’re in is definitely not simple. Let’s look around first.”

Songzan Kangying said in a low voice. He was just as angry, but until he was absolutely sure, he did not want to leave. After all, this ancient battlefield might very well hold something good. The heroes of ancient times had shed their blood and tears here, and no one knew what great figures had fallen in this place.

Jiang Chen and Yu Jingxian followed carefully behind them. But Jiang Chen’s mood had become extremely heavy as well. Most importantly, he felt this was a place of peerless evil, not as simple as they imagined.

The countless bones, the countless broken weapons, the countless scattered rocks and the wind and sand all around were signs that this ancient battlefield, untouched by anyone for hundreds of millions of years, still bore the marks of time.

Jiang Chen could tell that even the weakest of these people had been at the Hierarch Realm, because their bones had reached the level of Hierarch and Divine Emperor Realm experts, which was why they had not decayed in hundreds of millions of years. It was not only Great Emperor Realm experts whose remains could last like this. Jiang Chen could imagine the scene on this battlefield in ancient times: armored horses and iron spears, one dazzling attack after another sweeping across the world. So many experts, some falling, some rising, some staying here forever. The cruel war had left countless Hierarch and Divine Emperor Realm experts dead here…

Looking out, Jiang Chen could see that at least tens of thousands of experts had perished within a thousand meters around them, yet the edge of the battlefield still stretched beyond sight. On this gray, misty ancient battlefield, they could only follow their own footsteps and their own hearts, testing the way step by step, crossing the river by feeling for the stones.

“It looks so gloomy here. Even a Half-step Divine Emperor like me can feel a tremendous fear. These dead experts must all have been figures of boundless majesty. Who knows how many people died here, how many had their bones buried far from home, how many could never escape the pursuit of fate for their whole lives.”

Yu Jingxian sighed, a trace of sorrow at the corner of her mouth. It was not that she felt it personally, but this ancient battlefield made her uncomfortable all over, and it was a grief that came from deep within her heart.

“Maybe you’re too sensitive. This ancient battlefield is very strange, but it shouldn’t make you this sad, should it? Hehehe.”

Jiang Chen said with a smile. Yu Jingxian sighed once and then said nothing more.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and stayed careful. On one side he had to guard against the dangers of this ancient battlefield, and on the other side he had to guard against Songzan Kangying and the others. It really was not easy.

“Let me help you change your appearance. Otherwise, if they discover you, it won’t look good.”

Jiang Chen glanced at Yu Jingxian and said.

“All right. You… you haven’t changed your appearance too, have you?”

Yu Jingxian’s heart jolted. She looked at Young Master Jiang, her face full of doubt.

Jiang Chen was startled. Why were women so jumpy and so sensitive?

“How could I have? If Songzan Kangying sees you, everything will be hard to deal with. I’ll change my appearance too.”

Jiang Chen hurriedly smoothed things over.

“I hope so.”

Yu Jingxian said. But Jiang Chen did not know whether this “I hope so” was meant for him, or whether she was hoping that Songzan Kangying would not discover them.

By now they had gone more than ten li into the Gate of the Divine Court, and there were still remains everywhere. Ahead, Songzan Kangying and the others finally saw a mountain. Its shape was strange. It was only five hundred meters high, yet it seemed to stretch deep and far, out of reach. It stood there like a hand.

“Look, Brother Songzan, it looks like a giant hand over there. But it seems shrouded in clouds and mist. There seems to be a banner on the mountaintop, but I can’t see it clearly.”

Jiang Minghao said in a deep voice, pointing at the Five Finger Mountain. Everyone looked up at the Five Finger Mountain, at the black banner planted slantwise on it.

“This banner is really eerie, but by the look of it, it seems to be a great treasure.”

Wu You said in a low voice.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and his pupils contracted. He found that this banner was quite similar to his own Divine Burying Flags, yet it was not one of them at all. It was far, far stronger than the Divine Burying Flags.

“This banner will be mine!”

The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth curled up slightly. The terror of this banner was definitely a hundred times greater than that of the Divine Burying Flags. The reason he had not used the Divine Burying Flags to set up a formation was that he lacked a formation eye. The formation eye was the finishing touch of a whole formation. Having a formation eye or not made a world of difference to the entire formation. The Heavenly Dragon Sword served as the formation eye of the whole Ghost Prison Ashura Sword Formation. Without the Heavenly Dragon Sword, the power of the Ashura Sword Formation would be greatly reduced.

And this black banner could completely change the might of Jiang Chen’s Divine Burying Flags formation. It would surely raise his strength to a new level.

“Let’s go up and take a look first.”

Songzan Kangying said, his gaze also falling on the black banner. It was the most stunning divine weapon they had seen since entering the Gate of the Divine Court. This black banner was definitely extraordinary.

The four of them shot up one after another and headed straight for the top of the Five Finger Mountain.