Zuo Chen suddenly stopped. He looked at the portal in front of him, his eyes stayed on the plaque with the word "Zuo" engraved on it, and he uttered four words in a deep voice.
"I really want to take action now and conquer this area." Zuo Chen then said almost to himself.
Huo Wuming and Zhao Tiange beside him were also silent, probably to adjust the solemn atmosphere. Huo Wuming teased: "Your current strength is not comparable to a little finger of the Zuo Imperial Clan. Any top master appears.
You won’t even be able to eat and will be walking around.”
"It's too difficult to fight against the Imperial Clan." Zhao Tiange also said something.
Looking at the two people beside him, Zuo Chen laughed. Of course he knew that Huo Wuming and Zhao Tiange were reminding him of something. With his current strength, he was not qualified to fight against the Zuo Imperial Clan, let alone
He said that the people he would face in the future would not only be the Zuo clan, but also other top clans and sects.
"Soon, soon." Zuo Chen stared at the land in front of him and continued after three breaths of silence: "The rise of one person is enough to rival a whole clan. Even the Imperial clan is nothing in my eyes."
"If you want to have absolute confidence in front of the Imperial Clan, you have to reach that level. But there are probably no less than two people like that in the Zuo Clan, right?" Huo Wuming sighed.
As a descendant of the Fire Clan, the Fire Clan itself is also a top imperial clan. To put it bluntly, it is not weaker than the Zuo Clan. Huo Wuming clearly knows how terrifying the power and true heritage of an imperial clan is. Just because in a family similar to the Huo Clan,
Within the top clans such as the Zuo Clan, the Zuo Clan, etc., there exists the most terrifying existence that transcends everything and claims to be superior to all living beings. Such people have already reached such an incredible level in the practice of Yuanwu.
He has entered the realm of the most powerful pinnacle of the Yuanwu Way.
To put it bluntly, even a master of the martial soul realm who can become an elder in an ordinary big force or even a sect master in a second-rate force is just like a child in the eyes of that kind of people. This is not an exaggeration at all. That kind of person
Take action, a slap, the ultimate power contained in it is enough to destroy a large area, and slap a martial soul realm master to death on the spot.
Even those who are strong in the Soul Realm do not dare to breathe in front of people of that level, and do not dare to show hostility easily, otherwise even they will be unable to survive.
But now Zuo Chen is only in the martial arts realm. It is really difficult to reach that level. It will take at least many years. Even if Zuo Chen really reaches that level one day, perhaps he can only reach that level at most.
It makes the Zuo Imperial Clan fear them, but it is basically impossible to overthrow the Zuo Imperial Clan.
Just imagine that since ancient times, there have been countless Yuan warriors in the Dark Night Continent. There are countless Yuan warriors who were hostile to certain imperial clans and certain peak forces, but it was really because of the power of a certain person that such a big force as the imperial clan was destroyed.
Are there any examples? No.
"I only believe that there is no end to cultivation, and there is no real peak in the way of Yuanwu." Zuo Chen shook his head and did not agree with the views of Huo Wuming and the others: "Otherwise, there would have been no such thing as the Balance Sect back then.
This is someone Zongdu dares to fight against."
In Zuo Chen's body, there is a living example in the Ten Directions Sky Monument. The original Lord of Shadow Stream, Tribulation, was originally a disciple of the Kinkou Sect, but eventually turned against the Kinkou Sect because of his different beliefs in cultivation.
Sect, single-handedly killed countless masters of the Kinkou Sect, sweeping almost everything. Even the Imperial Clan did not dare to touch that kind of strength, and even the terrifying forces like the Kinkou Sect, which even surpassed the Imperial Clan, could not stop the disaster.
He captured and suppressed him, and even watched helplessly as he went to Shadow Island to establish the Shadow Stream Pope.
At least Zuo Chen believed that if one day he could reach the heights he had in the past, then the Zuo Imperial Clan would be nothing. They could kill and trample on them if they wanted. They didn't even have the temper.
"Let's go." Zuo Chen turned his gaze away, seemingly ignoring everything in front of him.
"Yeah!" Huo Wuming nodded.
He took Zuo Chen all the way through here, and finally came to a small mountain range behind the Zuo Imperial Clan.
Dragon Head Mountain Range, this is the name of this mountain range. It is said that this mountain range is the leader of the dragon veins of the earth below this area. It is extremely not easy to condense the essence of the dragon veins.
Although it is named after a mountain range, in fact the area is not very large, only three thousand meters in radius.
Stepping into the Dragon Head Mountain Range, Zuo Chen felt that the space-time energy between heaven and earth was much more abundant than other places. By mobilizing the ancient energy at will, he could induce a large amount of time-space energy to intertwine with his body.
The three of them arrived at the top of the mountain range. The moment they arrived, Zuo Chen felt huge fluctuations in the blood in his body, which he could not control and kept secretly surging.
The higher the strength of Yuan warriors, the clearer they can sense fluctuations such as blood, breath, and soul. This is the first time such a change has appeared in Zuo Chen's body in these years. It is obvious that this area is not simple, and there is something special in it.
Everything that inspires you.
"We're here." Huo Wuming said suddenly.
Zuo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked along the ground in front of him, and saw a silver stone tablet. In that piece of land, there was a tomb that looked a little lonely behind the stone tablet.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zuo Chen suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart. More than ten years have passed, and the faces of his parents in Zuo Chen's memory seemed to be blurred for a moment. If they hadn't been seen in countless dreams,
Looking at the two of them, Zuo Chen may have really forgotten something.
Once, he thought that when he grew up, he would be able to return to the Endless Battlefield and see his father and mother again. But when he truly grew up, Zuo Chen realized how naive he was back then.
More than ten years have passed, and some things seem like yesterday. Zuo Chen is back, but his mother's face and figure can no longer be seen.
"The tomb of my beloved wife Zuo Qian."
In front of the tombstone, six characters were carved, which caused Zuo Chen to tremble in his heart.
My mother passed away after all. I had never seen her last face. I couldn't even imagine my mother's eyes and face when she died. I never knew the powerless situation in which my mother was killed.
The lifespan of Yuan warriors is much longer than that of mortals. With the strength of his mother's spirit summoning realm, although it is nothing in the world of Yuan warriors, he can at least have a lifespan of two hundred years. At that time, with his own talent,
He can definitely grow up and enter the martial soul realm, the fighting soul realm, or even that realm. At that time, Zuo Chen only needs to use the methods of some top experts to reshape his mother's true body for the second time, at least to be able to directly let her mother live in one go.
The strength can enter the ranks of Fusion Martial Realm, or even Xuanbian Realm, thus achieving eternal youth.
Only ten years have passed, and my mother is only in her thirties. She should have been pleased to see her grow up and her family live happily, but all this can only become an experience in Zuo Chen's dream.
This cemetery is not fake, because the power of blood in Zuo Chen's body was already running almost crazily the moment he arrived in front of the cemetery, and even invisibly stimulated the eight ancient yuan marks in his body to vibrate. This is the blood
, a sign that can only appear when flesh and blood are connected, represents the mother's remains buried in this land.
"Mother, Chen'er is late." Zuo Chen's voice became hoarse and his throat was crawling.
Huo Wuming and Zhao Tiange had already retreated behind Zuo Chen, silently watching the sudden change of Zuo Chen in front of them, both of them silent.
In their eyes, Zuo Chen seemed to have lost his arrogance, arrogance, and endless self-confidence. He was no longer the kind of extremely talented Zuo Chen who single-handedly suppressed Liu Long'er and other five geniuses.
It was Zuo Chen who caused a secret sensation among many powerful forces as soon as he stepped into the Endless War Realm, but he was just a helpless, sad child, the most ordinary ordinary person.
Zuo Chen was worshiping his mother at the cemetery, forcing himself to endure it, but there was still a teardrop in the corner of his eye.
After the worship, the surroundings were quiet, except for the gusts of mountain wind, which caused a whimpering sound in the air, which seemed to cater to Zuo Chen's mood.
Zuo Chen's body remained motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture. The tears in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a coldness that seemed to chill the body to the bone and even tremble the soul.
Time was passing by, and before I knew it, it was already the ninth day of the moon, and the surrounding world gradually became dark.
"Let's go, Brother Zuo Chen, let's go back." Huo Wuming and Zhao Tiange wanted to comfort him, but they didn't know how to persuade Zuo Chen after all, so they could only remind him like this.
But just as Huo Wuming finished these words, Zuo Chen's body finally moved. He trembled for a moment, then groaned, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
"Brother Zuo Chen, what's wrong with you?" Huo Wuming and the other two were shocked and hurriedly came to Zuo Chen's side.
Zuo Chen raised his right arm to signal the two of them to step back. Then he suddenly stood up, wiped away the blood foam left at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "I'm fine."
Zuo Chen understood that it was reverse blood, caused by the accumulation of sorrow and anger in his heart. If it stayed in the body, it would be a disaster. A mortal would be unable to bear it in this state. Over time, he would become seriously ill and even affect his life.
, but the Yuan warrior is different. The spit of blood is a different kind of relief and a good thing, which can improve his physical condition to the best state.
"Go back." Huo Wuming suddenly said, "Auntie is well aware of the situation and doesn't want to see you in this state."
"Well, it's time to go back, but let me solve a little trouble first so that my mother won't be disturbed here." Zuo Chen nodded, and when he spoke, his eyes suddenly focused on a place in front of him.
On the top of the mountain range, there was a strong wind. Except for the occasional roar of wild beasts, there seemed to be nothing unusual in the surrounding area. Looking at Zuo Chen at this moment, both Huo Wuming and Zhao Tiange became confused.
"Brother Zuo Chen, what's wrong?" Huo Wuming asked.
Zuo Chen did not answer him, but stared at the ground in front of him. A force rumbled and vibrated in his body.
ps: These two chapters may not be very interesting, but they are an important transition. I am thinking about the exciting plot next. Please understand.