Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen silently watched the scene as well. He was in no hurry to make a move. With these four Divine Emperor Realm experts up ahead, if he forced his way in, he would only come under enormous pressure, and the outcome might be something even he could not imagine. Jiang Chen had no wish to be suppressed here by these Divine Emperor Realm guys.

“What a magnificent black banner. It really is grand and imposing. This must be a divine weapon left behind by a member of the Divine Clan from ancient times.”

Zhu Qianyan said in surprise.

“This is the Black Burying Flag, a genuine Primal Origin Treasure. It hasn’t decayed or rotted in all these years, which is enough to show how terrifying it is. Only a Peak Emperor-level expert, or even a Great Emperor Realm expert, could wield this Black Burying Flag.”

Songzan Kangying said solemnly. He liked this Black Burying Flag very much. With a single stir of its wind, the banner would flutter and stir up war. This was a true instrument of life and death!

“It seems this trip to the Gate of the Divine Court wasn’t in vain after all.”

Songzan Kangying smiled faintly.

Jiang Minghao and the other two curled their lips slightly. Songzan Kangying’s meaning was already very clear: I’m taking this Black Burying Flag, so don’t even think about it.

Songzan Kangying reached out and grasped it. An extremely vast dark aura spread out and lingered all around. Songzan Kangying gripped it with both hands, yet he could not pull out the Black Burying Flag planted on the mountaintop. It was truly hard to believe.

The others curled their lips as well. If you want this Black Burying Flag, you have to pull it out first. Otherwise, even if we gave it to you, you couldn’t move it, could you?

Songzan Kangying’s face looked somewhat embarrassed. He tried again and again with all his might, but he could not budge the Black Burying Flag. After a long while, Songzan Kangying finally gave up and shook his head. At this point Wu You refused to believe it and stepped forward, but after several attempts he could not pull it out either. Finally Jiang Minghao and Zhu Qianyan also failed. They looked at one another, the corners of their mouths full of bitterness.

“This Black Burying Flag must belong to an ancestor of our Divine Clan. It must be because we are his descendants that we can’t move it. This should be a seal.”

In the end, Songzan Kangying and the others came to this conclusion. True or not, at least it made them feel a little better. Otherwise, it would have been far too embarrassing. Since the Black Burying Flag could not be pulled out, there had to be a reason for it. This might be a sealing restriction left by the ancestors of the Divine Clan.

“Look, there’s someone over there.”

Zhu Qianyan’s eyes moved as he spotted a man kneeling on one knee not far away. The man’s head was lowered and one fist was driven into the mountain rock. His figure was resolute and his face was twisted, as if in great pain. His whole body seemed to be carrying a mountain weighing ten million jin. The fist driven into the rock was shocking as well. It had long since merged with the rock, and the man himself had become part of the mountain.

“Is this… our ancestor?”

Jiang Minghao asked in a deep voice. The oppression in his heart grew greater and greater. With every step forward, they felt their whole bodies trembling, as if an enormous pressure wanted to crush them.

Songzan Kangying dropped to his knees with a thud, his eyes full of reverence and solemnity.

“Kneel down quickly! Haven’t you seen the portrait of our Divine Clan’s ancestor? This is our ancestor, Fuxi!”

Songzan Kangying’s words made the three of them tremble all over, and they hurriedly knelt down. At that moment the pressure on them vanished, and all four suddenly understood. Their own ancestor was kneeling on one knee, which meant they were receiving their ancestor’s kneeling bow. How could they not feel tremendous pressure? The moment they knelt down, the pressure disappeared at once.

“It really is our ancestor, Fuxi. We truly are descendants of the gods. It was never just an empty rumor.”

Wu You became solemn and extremely excited. As descendants of the gods, they had finally found their ancestor.

“Then this Five Finger Mountain is the Holy Mountain of Fuxi spoken of in the clan records, which is why it’s called Myriad Saints Mountain?”

Jiang Minghao and the others suddenly understood. They had truly found the place where their ancestor had passed away. But their ancestor Fuxi had completely dissipated. All that was left now was a monument, immortal and everlasting.

“Ancestor Fuxi, please bless us so that on this ancient battlefield we can find what belongs to us and find the gifts of our ancestor.”

Songzan Kangying said in a low voice, his expression solemn. The four of them bowed down together. At that moment the whole sky became extremely dark. Thunder rolled, and wild winds and violent rain swept in, as if a heavenly god were descending to the mortal world.

An invisible phantom slowly appeared in front of Fuxi, and all four of them shuddered.

“An… Ancestor…”

Songzan Kangying and the others had never imagined they would see their ancestor manifest. The shock was naturally beyond words. Even their fathers and grandfathers had not necessarily witnessed an ancestor manifesting.

Jiang Chen’s pupils contracted and his face was extremely grave. The appearance of Fuxi shocked even him deeply. So this was an ancient god? In ancient times, those who could be called members of the Divine Clan were extraordinary, and this Fuxi was outstanding even among the ancient gods.

The Ancient Ancestral God of Humanity, Fuxi!

Although it was only a phantom, Jiang Chen could feel the terror and majesty of that ancestral god. A single look seemed able to destroy heaven and earth. Jiang Chen knew that the Ancestral God Fuxi had already noticed him.

A sharp light flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes. So what if he was an ancient ancestral god? If he wanted to destroy Jiang Chen, he would fail, even if he were the King of Heaven himself!

Fuxi’s figure gradually took shape, but his eyes were filled with incomparable coldness and fury.

“Unfilial descendants! Why did you violate the ancestral instructions? Once the Gate of the Divine Court is opened, the road to hell will surely open wide. By then the entire Divine World may well fall into an abyss of eternal ruin once again. Did you know that?”

Fuxi was extremely solemn and stern, his expression icy. The furious roar that erupted from him at this moment made the faces of the four change in shock. It was deafening.

“Ancestor, could the legend really be true?”

Songzan Kangying asked with a pale face, his whole body trembling nonstop.

“A bunch of hopeless fools! I spent all the strength of my life to seal the Boundless Demon Lord, and my Dao perished in life and death. Yet you have opened the Gate of the Divine Court again. The Boundless Demon Lord will surely return to the world along with it. The Gate of the Divine Court is connected to the road to hell. You are simply sinners between heaven and earth. Unfilial descendants, unfilial descendants!”

Fuxi’s face became more and more strained, and colder and colder.

“Is the prophecy really going to come true? A great catastrophe will surely befall the Divine World, and the Demon Lord of the Nine Heavens will surely return to the world. Is everything truly fated?”

Fuxi murmured, and a trace of sorrow slipped from his eyes.

“Get out of here quickly, and whatever you do… don’t pull out the Black Burying Flag!”

Fuxi’s voice had only just fallen when the Black Burying Flag was pulled out of the mountain rock by someone…