There are different levels of Yuan warriors, and the difference between them is mainly reflected in their explosive power in battle.
A simple explanation is: if a strong man in the Mysterious Transformation Realm can explode a hundred thousand kilograms of power with one blow, then a strong man in the Fusion Realm can only erupt ten thousand kilograms of power at most.
But at this moment, Zuo Chen, relying on the existence of the Ten Directions Heavenly Monuments in his body and his powerful foundation, was able to explode in a short period of time with a power comparable to that of the powerful man in the Mysterious Transformation Realm in front of him.
In a short period of time, it surged to a strength of 100,000 kilograms.
At least in terms of the use of power and the burst of Ancient Yuan Technique, Zuo Chen is no weaker than the strong man from the Death Army in front of him.
The two of them were taking action, and Zuo Chen's invincible fists seemed to have turned into a fighting blood dragon fist. The faint dragon energy guarding his body in Zuo Chen's body actually came out through the fist light.
Under the constant commotion, this strong man from the Death Army kept retreating. For a moment, he was unable to suppress Zuo Chen at all. Instead, he was shocked by Zuo Chen's momentum.
This land was raging with war, and countless Yuan warriors were fighting against each other, led by many palace masters, and then people from the two legions. In the end, Zuo Chen couldn't help but even saw the disciples belonging to each palace, and joined
Within the battlefield.
"What are you doing?" An old man with white hair and white beard suddenly appeared in the distance.
This was a seemingly ordinary being with no fluctuations in Ancient Yuan Power in his body, but he was able to appear on the battlefield unharmed. Moreover, when the old man appeared, Zuo Chen clearly saw the look in the eyes of many palace masters present.
That fear and awe.
Led by the main hall masters, the battlefield seemed to have begun to calm down, and some people paused, not daring to continue taking action.
Even the most powerful Wang Ponu and Huo Lie, the leader of the Demon Sealing Hall, stagnated and looked at each other with cold eyes, but they did not make a move for a while.
Zuo Chen knocked back the opponent of the Death Legion with one punch, and then set his sights on the old man, looking at him with some surprise.
He seems to be an ordinary old man, but he can possess such a huge intimidating power. The latter's identity is probably very extraordinary in the Shadow Stream Sect, and his own power has reached such a terrifying level that he has returned to his original nature.
"Have you reached that realm? How do I feel that even the supreme masters of the Battle Realm are no match for this old man?" Zuo Chen whispered.
I only heard the old man continue to speak at this moment: "The Thirty-three Halls did not fight each other in the past, or even fought with each other. We old guys can turn a blind eye, but at this time, a certain
These people are still unsettled, are they really trying to betray our Shadow Stream Pope?"
As soon as these words came out, some people headed by Wang Ponu showed no expressions, while the faces of the major hall masters headed by Huo Lie, the master of the Demon Sealing Palace, including many strong men from the Death Army, changed slightly and looked a little ugly.
"You all know who Zuo Chen is." The old man glanced at Zuo Chen, and then spoke to the Thirty-three Hall Masters in front of him: "With the complete Shadow Blade, it's not the old man who knows who Zuo Chen is."
Who else can be the disciples of our ancestors? Have you really forgotten the last words of your ancestors? Or... did you do it on purpose?"
The moment he uttered the last word, the old man's tone was full of anger, and then he took a step forward, raising his hand and blasting a finger force forward.
I saw a gray ray of light rising up into the sky, rising in the wind midway, as if forming a pillar reaching the sky, and at this moment, it crushed the head of the Lord Huo Lie of the Demon Sealing Palace with the most terrifying power.
His complexion changed fiercely, his body trembled, and an astonishing momentum burst out, preparing to resist that finger.
But even with his strength, he was unable to resist this terrifying finger at this moment. The next moment, his body was half-kneeling on the ground. His shoulder was pierced by that finger, and blood flowed gurglingly, which was extremely eye-catching.
Even though Huo Lie possesses the terrifying strength of the Battle Soul Realm, the pain is still uncontrollable at this moment when his body is pierced through and cannot mobilize the ancient energy to repair the wound.
"Supreme Protector, what do you mean?" Huo Lie raised his head with difficulty and spoke at this moment.
The opponent wanted to scare the monkeys, and he alone shocked the whole audience. At this moment, Huo Lie was unable to mobilize even Gu Yuan's power, because he had been suppressed without knowing it.
"Huo Lie, I have seen everything you have done these years. Could it be that you still haven't woken up yet and really want to make yourself king, or are you coveting my position as the leader of the Shadow Stream Sect?
"The old man in front is sneering.
Everyone fell silent. As the old man showed his attitude, many of the palace masters who were originally on Huo Lie's side took three steps back, seeming to deliberately distance themselves from Huo Lie.
Huo Lie glanced at the old man with difficulty, and then his eyes were fixed on the center of the ground. After about ten breaths of silence, he finally raised his head: "Huo Lie doesn't dare!"
"Very good, then, according to the ancestor's last words, Zuo Chen will be the young master of our Shadow Stream Sect from now on." The old man said calmly.
Now it was Zuo Chen's turn to be surprised. Wang Ponu, the leader of the Palace of Destruction, wanted to join the Shadow Stream Pope, and even directly gave himself the identity of the Nine Guardians, which was already difficult for Zuo Chen to understand. Because no matter in the Shadow Stream
If the Pope, or any other large or small force, wants to rise to the top and have an extraordinary status, then they must have a certain amount of accumulation, at least...strength is the first priority.
But after he came to Shadow Island and then entered the Shadow Stream Pope, it seemed that good things were waiting for him one after another.
All this made Zuo Chen completely confused. According to what the old man said, how could he become the young master of the Shadow Stream Sect?
The expressions of many people present changed. Those who stood on Wang Ponu's side were relatively calm and seemed to have anticipated something. As for the Demon Sealing Palace Master Huo Lie and others, their expressions looked ugly.
"What's going on?" Zuo Chen spoke in the dark, but he was communicating with the Ten Directions Sky Monument and speaking to the robbery within it.
He knew that most of the ancestors mentioned by those people were the Lord of Shadow Stream - Jie, who was currently in his Ten Directions Sky Monument.
"Before I left, I made a last wish, saying that if possible in the future, my successor would return to Shadow Stream, and then I would make him the young master of Shadow Stream, and even the future master."
He opened his mouth and then said deeply: "Boy, I want to give you the entire shadow flow."
"Better say goodbye." Zuo Chen said secretly and refused directly.
This kind of thing seems to be a great good thing to outsiders. To directly become the young master of the Shadow Stream Pope. This is equivalent to having an iron wall behind you that will almost never collapse. No matter what happens in the future,
It's dangerous. Any enemy will also worry about the Shadow Stream Pope behind Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen's identity, etc.
But it didn't look like this to Zuo Chen. He only believed in his own fighting power. If he was strong enough, one person could withstand thousands of armies and crush countless powerful sects. Who would dare to touch him at that time?
?
If you really let yourself become the young master of the Shadow Stream Pope, then the meaning will be different. Perhaps it is really like what Jie said. In the latter's last words, he gave the entire Shadow Stream to himself, so that he can grow into the future and use himself as his own.
As a young master, he will inevitably be the new master of Shadow Stream. At that time, he may be followed by more troubles and responsibilities.
Managing a large sect is troublesome enough, let alone a great sect like Shadow Stream that has been passed down for countless years and is very famous throughout the continent.
Zuo Chen's goal is only to practice, and he doesn't have much interest in anything else, especially the word power, which may be something that many people pursue crazily, but to Zuo Chen, it's not worth it.
Didn't take it seriously.
In the distance, there was an extremely terrifying aura trembling in the sky and earth, and an astonishing power exploded in an instant. A younger generation of Yuan warriors came out and suddenly said loudly: "I won't agree."
"Yes, I won't agree. Zuo Chen's identity needs to be investigated. After all, he came from the outside world and has only joined our Shadow Stream Pope for a few days. What qualifications does he have?" The man spoke, and beside him,
There are also many Yuan warriors of the younger generation appearing.
These people all seemed to be around 20 years old, and they were all sharp-edged, emitting powerful and astonishing fluctuations in their bodies.
"Hey, kid, you have no way out." Jie's voice suddenly came from within the Shifang Tianbei: "If you don't do something, the outcome will be tragic."
"Why?" Zuo Chen frowned.
Isn't it just the identity of a young master of the Shadow Stream lineage? It's okay if I don't become this young master, and I can avoid a lot of trouble.
"Do you think that even if you don't become the young master, there will be people who will truly believe in you and be at ease with you?" Jie asked suddenly.
Listening to the latter's words, Zuo Chen fell silent. He thought of some things back then. Once upon a time, when he was in the Zuo Imperial Clan, he was just an ordinary clansman with no ambitions, but in the end he still attracted many people.
Less jealousy.
It does seem to be the same truth. Who can really trust me in the words Youjie left back then? Even if I am not the young master today, I am afraid that some people will always keep an eye on me, unless one day I can completely kick myself.
Trample him to death, otherwise some people may dream about him.
His eyes changed, Zuo Chen's eyes flashed with lightning, and unknowingly reflected a compelling light.
Countless people looked at Zuo Chen, their eyes were extremely complex, including some people led by Wang Ponu, the master of the Destruction Hall, although they did not speak, but there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes, obviously hoping that Zuo Chen could
Do something at this moment.
"A guy from the outside world, our Shadow Stream Pope saved you from the hands of the Dark Dynasty. It is already a great favor. You don't know how to repay your kindness, but you actually want to covet the position of the young master. You
What qualifications do you have?" In front of that, a young man with a slender figure and long wavy hair came out and looked at Zuo Chen coldly.