mtl008 Chapter 2057
Chapter 2057
In reality, this red-clad youth had stumbled into the Star Ruins by chance with more than ten old servants. While searching for treasures along the way, he did not care about the lives of his servants. Whenever he discovered a strange place, he would force his celestial servants to go and test the waters.
Previously, his old servant had been 90% killed, and while he was heartbroken, he became even more insane because of the rich rewards he had gained. It wasn't until this murder and robbery that he unusually considered recruiting his enemies as servants.
Upon seeing another young man in the Void Reversal Realm intrude, the red-clad youth showed no fear; instead, greed flashed in his eyes.
He stared at Chen Xuan, a smile playing on his lips: "For someone at the Void Reversal Realm to be able to teleport in without being able to ignore the Pure Yang Formation, he must be hiding some extraordinary treasure."
After a moment's thought, the two celestial servants nodded slowly, their eyes filled with a hint of covetousness.
"Boy, whoever you are, now that you've witnessed what's happening here, you either die, or you'll end up like him—kneeling down and surrendering, handing over all your treasures and becoming my servant." The red-clad youth spoke calmly, his eyes filled with certainty, as if he was certain Chen Xuan would choose the latter.
But Chen Xuan's attention was never on the red-clad youth. His gaze passed over the three of them, locking onto the black-clad youth kneeling in humiliation not far away, and he asked in his mind, "Little Tower, are you sure?"
"No mistake! It's the ring that the kneeling boy is holding that contains one section of my tower!" The little tower's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and the bronze tower floating above Chen Xuan's head even shone brighter.
"Kid! You dare ignore me? You're asking for it!"
The red-clad youth's shouts echoed through the star-studded void, his robes billowing wildly in the turbulent air, his knuckles turning bluish-white with rage.
He had thought that Chen Xuan would be so frightened by the two Celestial Guards that he would beg for mercy, but the young man in front of him didn't even lift his eyelids. He just casually rubbed the storage ring on his waist. His lazy expression made it seem as if he was watching a ridiculous farce. This made the red-clothed youth's anger instantly burn to the top of his head.
"I'm saying this for the last time! Kneel down immediately and hand over all the treasures you possess! Otherwise, you will surely die today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two celestial servants stepped forward.
The pale golden spiritual energy around them solidified even more, their hands curled up beneath their robes, and the spiritual energy leaking from between their fingers caused subtle ripples in the surrounding void; their eyes were as sharp as hawks', locking onto Chen Xuan, and the pressure accumulated over hundreds of years of cultivation pressed down as if it were a tangible force, causing the pebbles on the ground to vibrate and hum.
Chen Xuan finally raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the three of them with disdain, but he still didn't say a word.
He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and gently grasped at the void—in an instant, with his palm as the center, pale blue Qiankun light patterns spread along the void, enveloping the surrounding space like ripples. It was a clear phenomenon unique to the operation of the Qiankun Dao!
"not good!"
An old celestial servant cried out in alarm, but it was too late. The black-clad youth behind the red-clad youth suddenly exclaimed, his body seemingly bound by invisible ropes, his feet instantly leaving the ground, and he flew uncontrollably towards Chen Xuan.
He flailed his arms wildly, trying to grab something, his hair flying in the wind, his spiritual power suppressed by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, leaving him no room to resist.
In the blink of an eye, the black-clad youth was landed steadily in front of Chen Xuan.
The moment his feet touched the ground, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, his hands trembling as he braced himself against the ground. Cold sweat from his palms soaked the gravel beneath him, and his eyes were filled with terror.
This scene completely froze the red-clad youth and the two old servants. The arrogance on the red-clad youth's face vanished instantly, replaced by an incredulous paleness. He staggered backward, nearly bumping into the old servants behind him.
The two celestial servants' pupils constricted sharply, and the golden spiritual energy around them stagnated slightly. They exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.
The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth! Although cultivators at the Void Reversal Realm can grasp the basics, to achieve such effortless ease, to teleport others across several feet of void with a single grab, is something no ordinary cultivator can accomplish!
This young man is definitely not a disciple of a minor sect. He might be a core disciple of a major sect or even a holy land, or even a high-ranking disciple!
"Senior brother, save me!"
The boy in black lay on the ground, and when he looked up, he met Chen Xuan's cold eyes. He was so frightened that his voice changed and tears welled up in his eyes.
But Chen Xuan completely ignored his pleas for help, his gaze fixed on the dozens of storage treasures he was holding in his arms, finally settling on an ancient ring with a dull luster.
The ring was old-fashioned, and the cloud patterns on its surface had been blurred by time, yet it exuded a heavy aura that was out of place with the bloody surroundings, as if it contained the secrets of eternity.
Chen Xuan raised his hand and the ancient ring broke free from the black-clad youth's embrace, turning into a streak of gray light and landing in his palm.
A faint blue spiritual energy emanated from his fingertips. Without the slightest hesitation, he directly penetrated the ring's interior—with a soft "crack," the restrictions on the ring shattered like paper. In the blink of an eye, he had completed the forced refining.
The moment his divine sense probed in, Chen Xuan precisely locked onto the target, and with a slight flip of his palm, he took out an object the size of a palm.
The object was entirely interwoven with bluish-black, its surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks, yet deep within the cracks lay a few faint wisps of bluish light; it felt cool and hard to the touch, like the base of some kind of artifact, yet it exuded an ancient and rustic quality far beyond ordinary objects, as if it had withstood the test of time for thousands of years and still retained its undying spiritual energy.
"It's it, it's it!!"