Supreme Divine Book

Han Chen looked at the storage ring Mo Hen passed over to him in astonishment. He did not expect his to give it to him.    

Back then in the Desolate Holy Ruins, Mo Hen spent a lot of effort to get this former and current SemiGod Equipment.    

For the sake of the Sky Sword, Mo Hen had fought with a genius from a certain clan in the Southern Wasteland, called 'Zhang Jingzhao', in the Great Desolate Hall. In order to protect the Sky Sword, it was not easy for Mo Hen.    

Without waiting for Han Chen to reject, Mo Hen directly stuffed the storage ring into Han Chen's hands and laughed, "Don't be polite with me, I have been friends with your father for more than ten years, it is the fate of master and disciple. This Sky Sword is a gift to you because I hope that you will have more protection during the Hundred Year Rites. "    

With that, Mo Hen lightly patted Han Chen's shoulders and said solemnly, "I hope that you can get what you want and enter the Sacred Gate!"    

But hearing his heartfelt words, Han Chen's heart warmed, he immediately did not reject him, and earnestly nodded his head, "Senior Mo Hen, Father, I will do my best."    

"Take care of Ming Ruo, Shen Yu and the others, don't let those who love you get hurt."    

"I will."    

"Un, go on!"    

Han Chen and his group bade farewell to Han Langyu and Mo Hen one after the other. Soon after, they stepped onto the dao stage at the center of the plaza.    

"Boom!"    

The sky darkened as the winds and clouds surged.    

The majestic golden pillar of light connected the Dao Pillar to the Nine Heavens. The two Elders in the sky named 'Feng' and 'Fatty', both of whom emitted a mountain-like aura.    

Lin Yueshan, Han Langyu, the six great patriarchs and other high ranking figures of the various families were present, cautiously watching the hundred participants under the golden light.    

Supervisor Xu's arms moved as if they were swaying willows as he continuously formed a few hand seals.    

"Seal Formation!"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Just as his voice fell, the space within the teleportation formation became increasingly uneasy. Traces of golden cyclones began to quietly condense in the air. These golden whirlpools gathered around the wrists of each of the hundred contestants.    

"This is?"    

"What is it?"    

Everyone stared in astonishment at the air whirl on their wrists. In an instant, the air whirl had turned into a cube with two imprints on its fingernails that were about the same size.    

"This golden seal contains the identities of each of you." Manager Xu explained, "During the Hundred Year Rites, the golden seal on your wrist will accompany you. Simply put, this is your pass in the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony. Unless you die, this golden seal will be with you! "    

Everyone was secretly shocked. This Hundred Year Grand Ceremony was really strict. He really didn't know what kind of world was over there.    

"Time is up, little fellows of Barren Star Sea, I wish you all success." The gentle old man smiled.    

"Hmph. Finished with your nonsense. I will open the entrance over there." The fierce-looking skinny old man said coldly.    

The one hundred competitors in the Dao Pillar were startled and immediately prepared for the upcoming battle.    

"Boom!"    

A fierce wind suddenly blew, but the air above the entire Island Owner's House was covered by black clouds.    

The golden pillar of light that shot up to the nine heavens was incomparably resplendent, as if it was the Deity Fixation Pillar that stirred up the world.    

The upper echelons of the various great clans all revealed excited expressions, but only Han Langyu's face faintly revealed a hint of unspeakable dryness.    

If he could, he really wished that he could replace Han Chen and head to the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony's battlefield.    

"Dad, Senior Mo Hen, goodbye," Ming Ruo smiled sweetly as she waved her small hand.    

Han Langyu also nodded with a smile, "Everyone be careful!"    

Be careful!    

It was just two simple words, yet they contained the care and concern of thousands of words.    

"Clang!"    

Accompanied by a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering explosion of thunder, a gigantic black vortex appeared in the space that the golden pillar of light passed through.    

The vortex was like a wormhole, and it radiated with an endless amount of devouring power. The one hundred contestants in the transfer array also felt an extremely strong force of spatial transfer.    

"Hundred Year Grand Ceremony, open!"    

"Rumble!"    

In that instant, the golden pillar of light exploded with a blinding light. A resplendent pillar of light shot into the sky. It soared upwards and entered a black vortex with a sky-shattering momentum.    

In the next moment, the Dao Pillar became empty. The figures of the two receiving elders, one fat and the other thin, also became illusory.    

"Greetings to the two elders!" Manager Xu shouted.    

Island Owner Lin Yueshan and the various clan leaders also cupped their fists and bowed.    

Not long after, the shadows of the two Elders began to fade away, and the world began to return to normal.    

However, the echo of the words' Hundred Year Grand Ceremony 'still lingered in his ears.    

The five great plates, the Hundred Years Grand Ceremony.    

During the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting, all races competed for supremacy!    

Such a scene would be an unprecedented event.    

The long awaited feast of the Taotie had finally arrived.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

A golden pillar of light suddenly descended from the vast prairie that had originally been peaceful. It traversed across the peak of a mountain with a graceful appearance.    

The earth shook and the mountains shook as the birds and beasts fled in fright.    

Rocks flew everywhere and mountains collapsed.    

The horrifying impact instantly turned the mountain into a flat piece of land.    

Not long after, a young figure flew out from the chaotic ripples and looked around in confusion.    

"Shen Yu? Ming Ruo? Xue Xi "    

This man was none other than Han Chen. However, what confused him was that there was no one else in his line of sight.    

What was going on?    

What about the others?    

Is this a battlefield for the Hundred Year Rites?    

One by one, confusion rose from the bottom of Han Chen's heart. This was an empty world, with mountains rising and falling, and lush greenery. The peaceful scene was mixed with a hint of desolation.    

"Feiyan?" Yan Wu, Chi Ming! "As Han Chen flew through the air, he called out the names of the crowd, but there was no response.    

Han Chen panicked, and the confusion in his heart grew.    

"Foolish brat, what's the rush? It's just being spread out in different places. " Zhong Li's frivolous voice sounded.    

Hearing this familiar voice, Han Chen felt as if he had found a strand of consolation. Senior Zhongli, what is going on? What's wrong? Is this the battlefield for the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony? "    

"The Hundred Year Grand Ceremony's battlefield is definitely the right choice."    

"What about the others?"    

"He must be here."    

"How could that be?"    

"This is a normal situation. The teleportation array you used just now was the Universe Teleportation Formation, which has the largest teleportation distance." With the addition of the five continents and countless regions, the space here would become extremely unstable. "As a result, when the space is unstable, the people that were sent over will be dispersed to different places."    

"So that's how it is." Han Chen did not understand and asked, "Where will they be then?"    

"How would I know?" It shouldn't be too far away anyways, it should be nearby. Besides, why are you so worried? Can't they live without you? I actually feel that this separation is a good thing for all of you. If you rely too much on the group, it will affect your growth. "    

Hearing Zhong Li's words, Han Chen's restless mood couldn't help but become a lot calmer.    

Indeed, they had previously moved together, and in times of danger, most of the time, they relied on Han Chen. Right now, it was a good test for the scattered players.    

But, even so, Han Chen still felt that it was necessary to find everyone as soon as possible.    

After all, this was the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony's battlefield, and all sorts of unknown dangers were lurking around.    

After calming down the unease in his heart, Han Chen chose a direction and flew forward.    

While he was moving, Han Chen released his primordial spirit perception to observe the surroundings.    

After six hours, Han Chen still could not find a single companion.    

"Roar!"    

Suddenly, the roar of a vicious beast came from far away in the horizon.    

Han Chen's heart froze for a moment, he roughly determined the direction the voice came from, and then headed forward.    

Not long later, an ancient city first appeared in Han Chen's line of sight.    

The ancient city was grand and imposing, but it seemed to exude a desolate aura under the onslaught of time.    

At this moment, outside of the city, an intense battle was happening. This was a battle between humans and magical beasts. Sword lights, sword shadows, and magnificent martial elemental energy bloomed like fireworks.    

Someone?    

Han Chen's heart lit up, his eyes brimming with anticipation.    

Looking at it from a close distance, they saw that the human side had about forty odd people, but the number of magical beasts were as many as two to three hundred, and most of them were vicious beasts with long habitat or higher.    

"Roar!"    

"Kill!"    

The demonic beast, Vicious Devouring Blood, surrounded the human.    

The difference in numbers was slowly making the humans unable to persevere.    

Big Brother Jian Shan, let's leave! "There are too many of these vicious beasts." The one who spoke was a lady holding a white jade sword. She was fighting against a flying python with thin wings on the back of her head.    

This person was none other than the young miss of Qiu Family, Qiu Rong.    

Not far away, Wan Jianshan held onto a sharp sword, ignoring Qiu Rong's persuasion, he moved through the beasts like a ghost, his sword moving as fast as lightning, as sharp as light.    

The sword in Wan Jianshan's hand, was as simple as cutting through tofu to break the beast's body.    

"Hiss!"    

Fresh blood floated in the air as powerful magical beasts died tragically under Wan Jianshan's sword. Endless sword beams reaped the lives of magical beasts like scythes.    

"Good skill, Brother Wan!" A young man dressed in white not far away praised.    

Even so, the magical beast horde continued to shrink the encirclement.    

"Roar!"    

Along with an earth-shattering roar, a two-headed giant crocodile whose mouth was filled with sharp teeth bit a human genius in the mouth. The moment the sharp, blade-like teeth came into contact, the man was minced into a pile of minced meat.