C840 Innermost
C840 Innermost
"This place is?"
Xie Wuchang was currently in the middle of an ancient palace, the palace gave off an ancient aura, the ancient stone pillars on both sides were engraved with complicated runes and symbols.
At the very top of the palace, there was an ancient looking Emperor Dragon Throne facing the palace entrance.
The Dragon Throne was wide and large, almost like a small bed.
The armrests on both sides of the dragon throne was made up of a dragon head. When Xie Wuchang was watching, the two dragon heads suddenly opened their mouths and released a ball of golden light from their mouths.
The two balls of golden light instantly merged into one ball of light.
The ball of light was about the size of an adult's fist. It was dazzling in golden light and flowed like a tiny star. Inside the ball of light, there was a golden liquid circulating around, just like a essence condensed from immortal spirits from the legends.
From the star-like ball of light, Xie Wuchang could actually clearly feel an extremely strong energy fluctuation. This energy was extremely pure, and was strong to the point that it caused one's heart to palpitate.
"Casanova legacy?"
Xie Wuchang's eyes were wide open, almost suffocating. His body immediately moved, instantly transforming into a stream of light that rushed into the Chiming Hall and arrived next to the dragon throne. He extended his hand and grabbed at the lump of golden light.
When Xie Wuchang's fingertips touched the golden light, he was immediately overjoyed.
In the next moment, an incomparably boundless energy directly surged into Xie Wuchang's body. The dense aura of a saint filled the entire hall, and the airflow in the hall became extremely violent.
"Hahahaha."
Xie Wuchang laughed recklessly at the sky, as countless strong spirals of air surged out from his body. With Xie Wuchang at the center, numerous condensed waves of air quickly rotated, forming circular spirals.
An astonishing aura shook the sky, and the golden light that erupted from Xie Wuchang's body pervaded every corner of the hall.
The ancient palace trembled, and the ground beneath his feet shook.
Xie Wuchang's aura had grown several times stronger, and an overweeningly domineering aura swept out from his body.
"Hahahaha, the legacy of the Casanova is still in the hands of I, Xie Wuchang, after all."
At this moment, two hurried figures suddenly rushed in through the palace door. And these two people were none other than Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen.
"What?" You were one step ahead of the Casanova? " Han Chen's face was filled with shock.
Pu Shiqiong clenched his fist, pointed at Xie Wuchang and said, "Scoundrel, hand over the Casanova Scripture."
"Hehehehe, you came at the perfect time." Xie Wuchang turned around and looked at the two of them with contempt, and his face was filled with a smug look.
"Han Chen, Pu Shiqiong, today, I will kill you all without leaving an intact corpse, hahahaha."
Violent energy that could surge to the skies burst out from Xie Wuchang's body, and the pressure that felt like a mountain howled towards the two people.
Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong's expressions changed greatly, and the latter quickly said, "Han Chen, since it's like this, let's work together to deal with him. As for the grudge between us, we can talk about it later."
"Alright." Han Chen agreed without hesitation.
"Attack!"
Immediately, Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen transformed into streaks of flowing light, rushing towards Xie Wuchang who was in front of them. Xie Wuchang sneered in disdain, "Heh, two foolish things."
"Buzz buzz!"
Xie Wuchang stepped on the air and flew, flashing high into the sky. Two balls of golden light wrapped around Xie Wuchang's arms.
"Hah!"
Xie Wuchang pushed his palms forward, and the two beams of light shot out from his left and right palms. During the process of moving, one of the beams of light transformed into a fierce tiger, while the other transformed into a Flood Dragon. Along with a world-shaking roar, it charged straight in front of Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong.
"Bang bang!"
As the terrifying force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas came crashing down, two heavy sounds overlapped and both Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong violently shook, as they spat out large mouthfuls of fresh blood. Like birds with broken wings, they fell heavily onto the ground.
"Xie Wuchang, you?"
Pu Shiqiong and Han Chen both spat out a mouthful of blood, one hand supporting their chests, lying on the ground, unable to get up. The two of them looked at Xie Wuchang with extreme fear.
"Hee hee, hee hee hee." Xie Wuchang laughed, his laughter was filled with endless pride, he opened his arms wide, looking down at the two people below. Now, you can't even withstand a single move from me, what rights do you have to be so arrogant in front of me? Hahahaha, two trash like things. "
Laughter echoed wantonly in the hall. Seeing the fear on Han Chen and Pu Shiqiong's faces, Xie Wuchang's heart was filled with carefreeness. These two people were people that Xie Wuchang hated in his heart, and also people that he had to kill.
Great joy gradually numbed Xie Wuchang's mind, the dream scene was not very realistic.
In another scene.
It was a heavenly peak that was tens of thousands of feet high. The mountain peak towered over the five mountains and stood amidst the clouds in the nine heavens. It was as if one could touch the stars and the sun and the moon in the sky just by standing on the platform.
At the peak of the rooftop, cheers of jubilation could be heard.
"Pu Shiqiong, Pu Shiqiong, Pu Shiqiong!"
"Congratulations to Senior Shiqiong for obtaining the championship for the Heavenly Evil Realm."
"Senior Brother Shiqiong is the best. Xie Wuchang and Han Chen can only be stepped on by you for their entire lives."
"Senior brother Shiqiong is unrivalled, the number one genius of Tian Luo Prefecture, no, the number one genius of Dongxuan."
The tens of thousands of cheers were so loud that even the valleys within hundreds of miles of radius could hear them clearly. Countless people shouted the three words' Pu Shiqiong 'out loud, and countless people fought over these three words with faces flushed red to the ears.
Under everyone's gazes, Pu Shiqiong stood proudly at the peak of the sky, looking down at the two figures below with indifferent eyes.
"Xie Wuchang, Han Chen, even if the two of you join forces, you are still unable to defeat me.
On the ground, Han Chen and Xie Wuchang fell to the ground with serious injuries. Traces of blood hung from the corners of their mouths and their expressions were filled with unwillingness and powerlessness.
"Pu, Pu Shiqiong." Xie Wuchang clenched his teeth tightly, the top and bottom parts of his teeth creaking, his eyes spitting out fire, "I'm going to fight you to the death!"
"Fight? "Heh." Pu Shiqiong's brows were filled with thick disdain, "Do you have the qualifications? You can't even stand up right now, so how can you say something like that to me? "
"Hmph, Pu Shiqiong, don't be happy too early. Give me time, and I will definitely surpass you." Han Chen cursed fiercely.
"Hahahaha, what a joke. Now that I have obtained the legacy of the Casanova, I will definitely be able to step into the sage realm. I wonder if you, Han Chen, have the ability to become a saint in your lifetime? The Dongxuan was huge, and there were countless geniuses in the thousand years of history. The number of Saints that were born can be counted on one hand, what ability do you, Han Chen, have to dare spout such big words? "
Hearing that Pu Shiqiong was eye-piercing, Han Chen immediately revealed a face of dejection.
"Hehe, what's more, do you two think you have a chance of survival today?"
What?
Pu Shiqiong laughed even more complacently than before. The complexions of Han Chen and Xie Wuchang instantly changed, and an enormous fear that they could not conceal spread swiftly across their faces.
And on the Heaven Stage, Pu Shiqiong was immersed in the sound of the cheering that resounded throughout the world.
In another scene.
Han Chen looked around at his surroundings with a blank expression on his face.
This was a manor. The environment was beautiful and the scenery was pleasant. A rockery lies on the left side of the pond and on the right side of the garden. On the other side of the pond, there was a pavilion.
Such a familiar place.
The more Han Chen looked at it, the more he felt that he had seen this place before.
"Home."
The word 'home' appeared in Han Chen's mind, and after looking carefully, he realised that he was indeed in Grand Seal Empire, Hidden Court City, and the Bai Family. He had grown up in a place where he had enjoyed his childhood.
To be more accurate, they were joyful before they were five years old. Because when he was five years old, his mother, Bai Muxuan, suffered from a serious illness and passed away. Leaving behind Han Chen and his son.
And when Han Chen was thirteen, his father Han Langyu had once again left Han Chen alone in the Mystical Peak, and had never been seen again.
Just then, Han Chen heard a burst of flute music.
Han Chen was startled, the sound of the flute was very familiar, the familiarity immediately touched his heart. Han Chen ran in the direction the sound of the flute came from, and around the corner of the flower garden, a scene that made his heart tremble appeared in the pavilion.
It was a middle-aged man. He was tall and slender, had a jade-like face, and his brows emitted a fierce heroic air. The man held a flute in his hand. A beautiful flute melody came out of his mouth.
As the man played the flute, his gaze was filled with gentleness as he stared at a beautiful figure within the pavilion. That figure danced along with the flute music, like a butterfly within a forest of flowers.
Seeing the scene in front of his eyes, Han Chen's eyes moistened, and his body trembled.
"Father, Mother!"
Han Chen called out softly and clenched his fists tightly. The pain of his nails stabbing into his palms was clearly transmitted to his nerves.
When the middle-aged man put down his flute, the beautiful woman stopped dancing as well. The two of them turned and looked at Han Chen with tender and loving eyes.
"Chen'er." The middle-aged man smiled.
"Chen'er, long time no see. Mother misses you so much."
This "Chen'er" melted Han Chen's heart, and he hurriedly rushed into his parents' embrace.
Feeling his parents' warm embrace, Han Chen's heart, however, was incomparably at ease. At the corners of the youth's eyes, there were traces of tears that rolled down.
"Father, mother, what happened?" Mother, weren't you already? "
Han Chen looked at the two familiar faces in front of him with confusion.
"No." Bai Muxuan shook her head, and said with a gentle smile, "Mother is not dead, she has only gone to a very distant place. Your father finally found me, and now we are back. "
"Chen'er, we are back. Father will never abandon you again." Han Langyu hugged Bai Muxuan with one hand and held Han Chen's palm with the other.
A dense warmth overflowed his heart, Han Chen nodded strongly.
"Han Chen."
At this moment, a clear and sweet voice sounded. Han Chen's heart trembled once again, a bright luster gushing out from his eyes.