Chapter 289 The attitude of the Shadow Stream Pope
Zuo Chen felt that his body was torn to pieces, dilapidated, and was really going to be useless.
Although the physical injuries were somehow repaired, the internal injuries were difficult to recover, and cracks appeared in the meridians.
The Ancient Yuan Power that had just been successfully refined had already dissipated between the bodies before it had time to be incorporated into the Ancient Yuan Seal.
"My cultivation speed is so slow." Zuo Chen's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
With the Eight Seals and the Ten Directions Sky Monument in his possession, Zuo Chen's cultivation speed should be extremely fast, not much slower than ordinary Yuan warriors with the same talent, but the current situation seems to be very bad.
He was refining the space-time energy around him, but the refining speed was as slow as a snail, making him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"Three ancient yuan marks?" Zuo Chen sensed everything in his body, and a look of loneliness and unwillingness appeared on his face.
He did not die. This ending was beyond his expectation, but what does this situation mean now? The original terrifying talent has disappeared, and there are only three ancient yuan marks in the body, which are plain and unremarkable.
There are thousands of people with three seals in the world, too many to count. This is almost the most rubbish talent. It does not mean that three ancient Yuan seals cannot achieve success in the path of Yuanwu, but Zuo Chen knows that with his current talent
, it is really too difficult to practice, and it is difficult for oneself to rise again.
"Thankfully the realm didn't fall, otherwise I would really have been crippled again." Zuo Chen's voice was dull. As he spoke, his eyes squinted along the land in all directions.
He saw the bloody ground, and saw corpses one after another. Compared with these corpses, he might be lucky, because at least he was still alive, while these ten geniuses had truly died and were removed from the world.
Zuo Chen was practicing and recovering quickly. He no longer cared about anything else. As long as he was alive, everything was possible. So what if there were only three ancient yuan marks left? He couldn't give up.
As Zuo Chen practiced, many people around him fell silent, with heavy hearts. They finally confirmed one thing. Others died in the previous big explosion, but Zuo Chen still survived until now.
"After ten levels, I managed to pass it." Countless dark warriors were replaced by this incident in their minds. They never thought that one day they would be able to witness this scene with their own eyes.
Time passed. After half an hour, Zuo Chen's breath seemed to have improved a lot. He stopped practicing and stood up from the center of the earth. His body was a little slow and a little defeated, and he slowly walked forward.
Walking through the battlefield step by step, passing the corpses of the ten kings, and seeing the faces whose eyes had been closed forever, Zuo Chen's originally silent eyes were suddenly replaced by a look of solemnity: "You dare to challenge me, young master, if you don't give up,
How about a price?"
Maybe he has declined since then, maybe he has fallen from the ranks of geniuses to the most ordinary Yuan warrior, but at this moment Zuo Chen is undoubtedly proud.
After breaking through ten levels, he succeeded, killing ten geniuses of dark Yuan warriors without dying. It was reported that no one in the entire continent could believe it. This was the greatest feat and proved his extraordinary combat power.
"Are you in good condition?" Wang Ponu frowned slightly as Zuo Chen walked forward.
Zuo Chen grinned: "It's okay, he won't die. It's just that it may have been disabled and he no longer has the talent he had before."
After finishing speaking, Zuo Chen looked at Wang Ponu quietly, staring at his face.
"If you are not dead, everything is possible. Come back with me. From now on, no one on Shadow Island will be qualified to do anything to you." Wang Ponu looked at Zuo Chen quietly with deep eyes.
"Yes!" Zuo Chen nodded, and followed Wang Ponu and the others to leave this land.
Wherever the few people passed, people on both sides gave way, leaving a central passage. Many people suffocated. Up to this moment, they still felt that they were living in a dream and could not accept the fact that Zuo Chen was still alive.
It wasn't until Zuo Chen and others left completely that some dark Yuan warriors spoke to each other, and the land became noisy.
"We, Shadow Island, have lost so many young geniuses, yet we haven't killed this person yet?" Someone clenched his fists with a trace of murderous intent.
But then more people shook their heads: "The ten levels are over. According to the rules, Zuo Chen has already passed through. It's impossible to do anything to him again."
"However, what can we do if we are alive? The young man has been disabled. There are only three ancient yuan marks left in his body. His talent is mediocre and he is no longer threatening." Some people sneered again.
The reason why many people reluctantly accepted this result is because they can see that Zuo Chen is now considered a useless person. He may still be able to practice, but he can no longer be named with the word "genius" and only has three ancient yuan marks.
It is difficult for Zuo Chen to rise up. Even if he can cultivate to the martial spirit realm, the fighting spirit realm or even a stronger realm, at least the threat cannot be that great.
Within the Shadow Stream Pope!
In the Great Hall of Destruction, everyone gathered, including those who had opposed Zuo Chen becoming the young master of the Shadow Stream Sect.
Invisibly, the way many people looked at Zuo Chen changed, and there was no longer the initial hostility and contempt. It was only because of the news that Zuo Chen had survived ten levels without dying.
To pass ten levels without dying, only two or three people have been able to do it since ancient times. In fact, the opponents that those who succeeded in passing the levels faced were not as formidable as the opponents Zuo Chen encountered today.
"This Zuo Chen is really not simple." Someone's eyes flickered and they looked at each other.
At this moment, at least half of the people in the Hall of Destruction once opposed Zuo Chen becoming the Young Master of the Shadow Stream Sect, but at this moment, their views have changed.
Surpassing ten levels without dying may just prove Zuo Chen's own strength, but in fact there is a point that many people ignore, that is, a normal person falls from the position of a top genius and is almost half useless. It is absolutely impossible
To accept this result, you must at least show something. But Zuo Chen in front of him was extremely calm from beginning to end. That kind of calmness definitely comes from the heart and is not deliberately disguised.
They couldn't imagine how a young man who was no more than twenty years old could maintain such a calm face after going through such a big change. It would have been impossible for them to show such a posture.
"How is your condition? Are those five ancient yuan marks really completely useless?" Wang Ponu came to the front and looked at Zuo Chen seriously.
For a moment, there was silence around the hall, and Wang Ponu's issue was also the most concerned issue for many people. You must know that Zuo Chen is now the young master of the Shadow Stream Sect. Not surprisingly, if he rises in the future, he is likely to be
If the person in charge of the Shadow Stream Pope only has such talent at this moment, it will not be a good thing for the entire Shadow Stream Pope.
"Well, you saw it. I blew up the five ancient yuan marks. I killed those five people and it was truly destroyed." Zuo Chen exceeded everyone's expectations and showed a faint smile.
Wang Ponu pondered, his eyes slightly wrinkled, the expressions of others around him also changed, but no one spoke.
Finally, Wang Ponu said: "Practice quickly. I, the Shadow Stream Sect, have a heaven-defying treasure that can restore you."
"Huh?" Zuo Chen looked at Wang Ponu, a strange light appeared in his eyes.
At the same moment, many people behind the earth also spoke: "I just remembered that my Shadow Stream Pope has stored the rebirth spiritual fluid from the past, and there are still three drops, which is enough for you to recover."
The initial dullness was broken, and Zuo Chen was a little unbelievable, because many of the people who had opposed him before, and even wanted to punish him, now all stood up to speak for him, trying every possible means to make him recover?
Although there have been quite a few people who have had the Ancient Yuan Seal exploded since ancient times, there has almost never been any news of anyone being able to recover.
But the problem is... this is not the scene Zuo Chen wanted.
What he hopes to see is that after he is deposed, many people will stand up and oppose his continued status as the young master of the Shadow Stream Sect, and then he will naturally refuse everything and leave the Shadow Island.
"Rebirth spiritual fluid? It's very precious, isn't it? It's too wasteful to use it on me. Isn't it unnecessary?" Zuo Chen said casually, looking at Wang Ponu and other palace masters.
Not only these hall masters, but people were arriving in the hall one after another at this moment. Some of them had extraordinary identities and were obviously incredibly powerful. They were probably some kind of protector, elder or the like belonging to the Shadow Stream Sect. What surprised Zuo Chen was that these people
Everyone shook their heads at the same time: "No matter how extraordinary the treasure is, it must be used where it is needed, otherwise it will be a waste. Needless to say, you take the rebirth spiritual fluid, and we will protect you."
The one who spoke at this moment was a Supreme Protector who had a very high status in the Shadow Stream Sect. Seriously, the latter's status was not even comparable to that of an ordinary palace master.
This person opened his mouth, and apparently no one objected.
"I'm going to get the rebirth spiritual fluid." Wang Ponu said, already turning around and leaving the hall.
"No."
Zuo Chen suddenly waved his hand, and then looked at Wang Ponu with a smile.
"Huh? No, restoring your talent is a first-class matter." Wang Ponu shook his head directly: "It's not long after the battle and your body injuries have not yet been finalized. Take the rebirth spirit liquid immediately."
"Don't I know my own state?" Zuo Chen shook his head and refused to let Wang Ponu leave. Then he glanced at everyone present and said calmly: "If I need rebirth spiritual liquid to recover, then I will
It’s not Zuo Chen anymore. I died once, but I stood up again. What does this injury mean? Give me half a month to recover with five ancient yuan marks."
"Could you please help me prepare a retreat room?" Zuo Chen then continued.
boom!!!
There seemed to be thunder in everyone's heart at the same time, causing unimaginable tremors.
"What are you talking about? You don't need rebirth spiritual liquid, you can practice by yourself, and then restore the five abandoned ancient yuan marks?" Wang Ponu opened his eyes wide and asked what everyone was thinking.
They could see the earnestness and solemnity on Zuo Chen's face, and it was absolutely impossible for the latter to tell lies.