Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen nodded. Never mind the Divine World, it seemed even the Dragon Clan had great divisions. Even the Ancestral Dragon Emperor did not dare return to the Dragon Clan directly. One could imagine how shockingly powerful the Dragon Clan was.

“In a little over twenty years, it should be time for the Dragon Clan’s Dragon Ascension Banquet. The Dragon Ascension Banquet is held once every three thousand years, and experts from the demon clans of the eight directions take part. The Dragon Clan is the lord of ten thousand beasts and receives tribute from the ten directions. At that time, the Dragon Ascension Banquet will be a gathering of heroes. Whoever takes first place can enter the ancient land of the Dragon Clan to cultivate. When the time comes, I need to go into the ancient land to find someone. Only he can help me return to the Dragon Clan.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor and Jiang Chen looked into each other’s eyes. That kind of persistence was something Jiang Chen had seen only once in his life. Hundreds of millions of years had passed, yet Jiang Chen could see a trace of impatient anxiety in the Ancestral Dragon Emperor’s eyes. Not a moment passed when he did not long to return to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.

That was his home, the homesickness he could never get around his whole life.

But the Dragon Clan today was already split apart. Even without going back, he knew how greatly the Dragon Clan had changed.

“The Dragon Clan’s Dragon Ascension Banquet in a little over twenty years. When the time comes, we must make a trip there.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor said.

“Alright. When the time comes, I’ll definitely do everything I can to help Senior return to the Dragon Clan.”

Jiang Chen said with incomparable seriousness.

“Returning to the Dragon Clan is inevitable. But what I worry about most is still the great trend of the world. Another era. What this great calamity of heaven and earth will look like this time, and how many people will appear, I don’t know. The waters of the Dragon Clan run quite deep. My wish to complete my transformation and return to the Dragon Clan is not that simple. I hope that day comes a little later.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor said lightly.

“A great calamity of heaven and earth? What is that?”

Jiang Chen frowned.

“Maybe it exists, maybe it doesn’t. It’s just my own wild guess. Heh, don’t take it too much to heart.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor smiled faintly. But Jiang Chen knew the Ancestral Dragon Emperor just did not want him to know so much. It seemed there were still some things he was keeping from him. To him, it was perhaps because Jiang Chen’s strength was still far from enough. For the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, who had once dominated the world, the strength of the Divine Emperor Realm could indeed only be considered trash. Presumably there were some things he would only tell Jiang Chen after he reached the Great Emperor Realm.

“Now it’s time to leave this place.”

Jiang Chen said in a low voice. At this moment, Jiang Chen had only one goal, and that was the summit of Qionghua Mountain, above Lingyun Cave, where Yun Geyao was. Only once he got there could Jiang Chen probably feel at ease. This time he would definitely rescue the woman he loved.

“Qingcheng, wait for me! I won’t let you wait too long.”

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, full of confidence, a bloodthirsty look at the corner of his mouth. He was going to cut the Futu Pagoda to pieces and send them all tumbling. He was going to strike with overwhelming force and charge into the Central Region Divine Land. With the might of a Divine Emperor Realm expert, Jiang Chen was going to level Qionghua Mountain!

Although he did not yet have the strength to challenge the Futu Pagoda, and there might still be a very long road ahead, at this moment Jiang Chen had to do this. Yan Qingcheng must be living a life worse than death, and must be desperately hoping he would hurry and save her.

“There’s one more thing, Senior Dragon Emperor. How much do you know about the Futu Pagoda?”

Jiang Chen looked at the Ancestral Dragon Emperor and asked.

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor frowned, his expression seemingly somewhat complicated.

“The Futu Pagoda is very complicated, its power intricately tangled. All I can tell you is that even I, back in the post-primordial era, did not want to go up against them.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor’s words made Jiang Chen draw in a cold breath. He had already thought highly of the Futu Pagoda, but he had never imagined that even the Ancestral Dragon Emperor of the past had not wanted to face it. That showed the Futu Pagoda was strong to an outrageous degree.

“The era when I fell was almost the same as the era when the Buddha fell, and the Buddha’s fall had countless ties to the Futu Pagoda. The decline of the Eastern Emperor Sect is also extremely closely connected with the Futu Pagoda. Back then, the second Sect Master of the Eastern Emperor Sect, Donghuang Tianyi, the son of the ancient great god Donghuang Taiyi, was obliterated by the Futu Pagoda, and the Eastern Emperor Sect was driven out of the Central Region Divine Land. In those days, the Futu Pagoda made enemies on every side, yet no one could contend with it. The Futu Pagoda can also be said to be the embodiment of the Buddhist Realm. But the Buddhist Realm today is split apart, and the Western Buddha Land has probably long since turned to ash and smoke. As for what kind of relationship it actually has with the Buddhist Realm, I don’t know either. But if you want to make an enemy of the Futu Pagoda, you’d better think it over carefully. You absolutely must not underestimate them. Back then, countless sects either submitted under the Futu Pagoda’s iron-blooded methods or were obliterated outright. That kind of brutality made it the most brutal great war of the Divine World since the Primordial War.”

Jiang Chen silently nodded and no longer dared to underestimate the Futu Pagoda. But at this point he had no choice but to stand against the Futu Pagoda. Otherwise, how was he supposed to rescue Qingcheng?

Jiang Chen knew he was carrying far, far too much. At this moment he wanted to set foot on Qionghua Mountain and rescue Yan Qingcheng from Lingyun Cave. After that, he would forcefully make his way into the Central Region Divine Land. At the very least he would choose to join a sect, and only then would his road of revenge truly begin.

Jiang Chen had always kept the Craftsman God’s great grudge in his heart. He would never forget it. That he had been able to come this far had an extremely important, inseparable connection with the Craftsman God. Jiang Chen could not forget the Craftsman God’s kindness. The Craftsman God’s inheritance had been what he relied on to enter the Divine World. Now that he had achieved something in his cultivation and was setting foot in the Central Region Divine Land, his first goal was to avenge the Craftsman God.

“I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Senior Dragon Emperor.”

Jiang Chen nodded heavily.

“Although I’ve now reached the strength of the Divine Emperor Realm, I can’t make a move lightly. Otherwise my old archenemies will definitely sense my aura. The power of Great Emperor Realm experts is not something you can imagine now. So I need to go into seclusion as soon as possible and just wait until I enter the ancient land of the Dragon Clan in twenty years. Only then will I have a chance to step into the Central Region Divine Land again. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, there’s no need to wake me.”

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor said. Then he turned into a streak of golden light and vanished into the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.

Jiang Chen could not help sighing in his heart. It seemed he still needed to raise his strength as quickly as possible. The Divine Emperor Realm was not yet enough to let him feel pleased with himself. But setting foot on the summit of Qionghua Mountain, above Lingyun Cave, and facing Yun Geyao was inevitable.

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In the Central Region Divine Land, at the border with the Forbidden Divine Land, stood Zhongsheng Mountain and the Buddha Zhongsheng Hall!

It was an ancient great hall towering into the clouds, grand and magnificent, wreathed in spiritual energy.

The hall was about a hundred zhang tall, standing sheer like a cliff a thousand ren high, a symbol of supreme authority. Above the hall, on an enormous gilded stone plaque, was carved a golden 卐 emblem.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak over silver-feathered battle armor stood with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the ancient statue of a god in the hall.