Primordial Star Scripture

The signal flare streaked across the sky with such blinding speed that both Ye Chen and Xiaojiu had no time to halt it.

When Ye Chen saw the blood-red dragon-shaped pattern that formed in the sky, thousands of zhang in size and pulsing wildly, his face instantly turned sour.

Ye Chen was keenly aware that this was the distress signal of the five people before him.

Clearly, upon realizing that they were no match for Ye Chen, they had sent out a call for help to others!

And these five, having witnessed his combat power yet still daring to call for help, combined with the earlier insinuations by the sinister young man about their affiliation with Black Dragon Stronghold—an entity that was feared throughout the Buried Dragon Mountain Range—

led Ye Chen to surmise that the individuals they represented could very likely include some of the mightiest beings on the Star Continent—a Lower God King!

Hearing them address the incapacitated youth as the young master, Ye Chen was even more certain that a calamity had indeed swooped down upon him!

A Lower God King was far beyond Ye Chen's current strength; even if he risked damaging his life-bound flying sword, it might not be enough, possibly only by triggering the self-destruction of the blazing life-bound flying sword could he kill a Lower God King.

But Ye Chen was well aware of the dangers of a flying sword's self-destruction.

After all, when Heavenly Saint Lian Yue's flying sword self-destructed, he had become little more than a living dead!

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"Hmph!"

With these thoughts, Ye Chen let out a cold snort, flicked his fingers and knocked the five unconscious, then sent a message to Zhou Yue with a gesture and, grasping the air, pulled her into the Ice Snow Jade Pendant. Taking Xiaojiu with him, he then fled the valley with the greatest of speed.

As Ye Chen sped away from the valley, many martial artists within the Buried Dragon Mountain Range who noticed the massive blood-red dragon pattern in the sky were shocked.

"The Blood Dragon pattern! That's the highest level of distress signal from Black Dragon Stronghold!"

"Who has provoked Black Dragon Stronghold?!"

"Remember, 'Sima Feng,' the ghostly chief of Black Dragon Stronghold, is a fearsome Lower God King, renowned even in the Divine King strength rankings of the entire Dragon Star Continent."

"In this region of the Buried Dragon Mountain Range, 'Sima Feng' is the foremost powerhouse; absolutely no one dares to offend him."

"Whoever has gotten into trouble with Black Dragon Stronghold is in for a world of pain!"

Amongst the astonished martial artists, several dressed in black, upon seeing the direction from which the signal flare came, had their expressions change dramatically. With streams of light flashing from their hands, they flew from all directions toward the same spot deeper within the Buried Dragon Mountain Range.

At the same time, these martial artists rushed towards the direction of the signal flare with extreme speed.

Following the trails of light released by these black-clad martial artists, one could see that they all converged towards a location near the core area, deep in the central parts of the Buried Dragon Mountain Range.

This location was a massive valley, many times larger than the one where Ye Chen had previously picked the Green Spirit Dragon Fruit, and the entire valley radiated with the terrifying presence of demonic creatures.

At this very moment, outside this immense valley, dozens of figures were stealthily hiding, quietly observing the valley.

The leader, a gaunt middle-aged man in black, had eerie green eyes and black ghostly patterns imprinted on his forehead.

The aura emanating from this gaunt middle-aged man reached the level of a Lower God King, even stronger than that of Vice City Lord Wang whom Ye Chen had encountered in Circulation of Heaven Divine City, and on par with City Lord Nie.

All the dozens of people behind the gaunt man were, without exception, at the realm of the Nine Tribulations True God.

At this time, one of the Nine Tribulations True Gods beside the gaunt man, seeming a bit anxious, transmitted a message: "Fort Chief, we've waited twenty days now, yet the 'Thunder Ancient Ape' has shown no sign of movement. Could something have gone wrong?"

The gaunt middle-aged man gazed unwaveringly into the valley and replied icily, "Even if it takes two hundred days, we must wait."

"This 'Thunder Ancient Ape' is the ultimate ruler of the central part of the Buried Dragon Mountain Range, a peak Lower God King that's nearly at the level of a Middle God King. Even I am no match for its power!"

"However, the 'Thunder Beast Crystal' inside its body is extremely precious and even beneficial for my Divine Tribulation."

"Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't dare provoke such a creature. This time, however, it just so happens to be facing its Divine Tribulation. If it overcomes this second Divine Tribulation, it can directly strike at the Middle God King level, and we'll no longer have a chance to obtain the 'Thunder Beast Crystal' from it."

"Our only chance is to wait for it to start its Divine Tribulation, and while it's weakened fighting the tribulation, we will strike it down!"

"On any other day, our lurking presence would have been detected by it already. Its current silence indicates that its Divine Tribulation is truly imminent, likely within the next few days, possibly even today!"

"So wait, wait for that moment when it's injured fighting the Divine Tribulation! It's impossible not to suffer injuries during the second strike at the Middle God King level!"

Toward the end, the green eyes of the gaunt middle-aged man glowed with intense greed and anticipation.

Just then, those streaks of light from outside the mountain zipped rapidly to the outskirts of the region. The gaunt man as if sensing something, vanished from his spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared where the glinting lights were drifting.

When the slender middle-aged man in black clothes grasped the streak of light and immersed his Divine Sense into it, his face instantly sank: "Hmm? Is that a distress signal flame coming from Huan'er's area? And the highest-level distress blood dragon pattern, too? Has something happened to Huan'er?!"

Boom!

In an instant, the slender middle-aged man in black clothes returned to the original hidden boundary. He transmitted a message to the dozens of Nine Tribulation True Gods beside him: "I'll be leaving for a bit, will be right back. Keep a close watch on that 'Thunder Ancient Ape.' If there's any unusual movement, quickly send me a message!"

Without waiting for these dozens of Nine Tribulation True Gods to respond, the slender middle-aged man in black clothes vanished once again.

Only the dozens of Nine Tribulation True Gods who were somewhat puzzled remained, transmitting messages to one another: "What's going on? What has happened? Why would the Fort Chief rush off at this moment?!"

After discussing among themselves for a while and still puzzled, they continued to monitor the vast valley.

...

In the vast valley.

Under the watchful eyes of these Nine Tribulation True Gods Martial Artists, they could see nothing at all—evidently, these Martial Artists did not dare to get too close to this vast valley.

However, if one were to move further into the valley for several hundred miles, one could see an even larger area brimming with the aura of demon beasts. Within this area, there sat a gigantic ancient ape as tall as a thousand zhang, seated cross-legged just like human Martial Artists.

Looking at this gigantic ancient ape, one could see that its fur was a divine silver-red color, as if countless thunderbolts were raging within the strands of its fur.

And in the eyes of the gigantic ancient ape, which were slightly closed, the occasional aura that leaked out carried the breathtaking essence of thunder!

Above the head of this giant ancient ape, massive black clouds had begun to gather, and with the passage of time, the gathering grew more and more substantial.

...

The speed of spatial travel for a Lower God King was incredibly fast.

Even though the Buried Dragon Mountain Range greatly affected speed, the slender middle-aged man in black clothes only took a few dozen breaths to arrive at the valley where Ye Chen had been before, by the side of the five people Ye Chen had knocked out.

By this time, by the side of these five knocked-out individuals stood quite a few black-clothed Martial Artists. As soon as they saw the slender middle-aged man in black clothes, they hurriedly cried out to him: "Fort Chief, something terrible has happened!"

Without a word from these people, the slender middle-aged man in black clothes saw the bloodstains under the strange young man who had been crippled by Ye Chen. His gaze turned icy in an instant. With a flick of his finger in the air, the techniques Ye Chen had used to knock them out, which countless Martial Artists could not untangle, were instantly undone.

The five who had been knocked unconscious all came to their senses one after another.

Seeing the slender middle-aged man in black clothes, four of them cried out: "Fort Chief, a young man has crippled our young master. You must avenge him!"

The strange young man also awoke in agony; upon seeing the slender middle-aged man in black, he wailed: "Daddy, it was that kid, that kid hurt me, you must catch him and tear him to pieces!"

Hearing the strange young man's words, the slender middle-aged man in black closed his eyes. In an instant, a mysterious sensing spread from this valley outward.

Ten miles away, a hundred miles away, a thousand miles away, ten thousand miles away...

Finally, he actually managed to track Ye Chen, who had already left the area by a good twenty thousand miles, using the aura Ye Chen had left in the area, and he directly saw Ye Chen!

"Boy, it was you who hurt my son!"

Utilizing the great Divine Skills of a Lower God King, the slender middle-aged man crossed a distance of over twenty thousand miles. A thunderous roar shook the air, directly assaulting Ye Chen's mind.

And the slender middle-aged man vanished on the spot as well.

If there were any Martial Artists who recognized this slender middle-aged man in black clothes, they would definitely know that this person was Sima Feng, a supreme lord of the Buried Dragon Mountain Range and one of the top twenty in the Divine King power rankings across the entire Dragon Star Continent!

...

After stowing Zhou Yue into a Spatial Treasure, Ye Chen, moving at breakneck speed with Xiaojiu, became dozens of times faster than before when traveling through the Buried Dragon Mountain Range.

In a moment, he had reached a place over twenty thousand miles away.

Just as Sima Feng activated his Divine Sense to track Ye Chen, and his Divine Sense came to within a few hundred miles from Ye Chen, Ye Chen's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Not good!"

Ye Chen immediately rallied his Divine Soul and released all his aura in a blast, protecting his entire body.

At that moment, the thunderous roar from Sima Feng that targeted Ye Chen's mind rushed into Ye Chen's brain.

Even with Ye Chen's extraordinarily strong Divine Soul, this impact made his mind spin. His sea of Qi and physical body, as if struck by a heavy hammer, let out a "puh" as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This caused Xiaojiu, flying beside Ye Chen, to change its expression dramatically. It instantly grew to a thousand zhang in size to shield Ye Chen, asking, "Ye Chen, what's wrong?"

Ye Chen did not respond to Xiaojiu's question but swiftly drew out the Purple Lightning Divine Sword and then turned around to face a certain area behind him.

At this moment, in the area where Ye Chen was looking, space itself fluctuated, and the slender black-clothed middle-aged man, Lower God King Sima Feng, directly appeared within that domain.