Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 562 Gray Lin Chen
In the endless darkness, Lin Chen's body moved through the black smoke, and every now and then, flames and lightning would strike, but each time they hit Lin Chen, they were swallowed up by the black smoke.

Lin Chen's entire body, under the control of the black smoke, kept moving in one direction.

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At the end of that darkness, a simple and ancient-looking golden lamp floats in the air.

The lamp body shimmered with a dark golden luster, its surface engraved with numerous runes that resonated and coexisted with the pure white flame leaping from the wick.

The base of the lamp is inlaid with nine coiled dragon reliefs, with pale golden threads of energy held in the dragons' mouths.

Yan Feng looked at the ancient lamp in front of him with excitement on his face.

His purpose in coming was to stop someone from taking the treasure, but if given the chance, he would also take the treasure with him.

The treasure is this lamp right before your eyes!

This lamp has an extraordinary history!

Back then, when demons wreaked havoc, no way could be found to destroy them. In the end, the current sect leader of the Thousand Machines Sect personally forged it, bestowed with the fortune of the royal divine seal, and finally refined it with the innate fire of the founder of the Myriad Fires Sect, thus condensing this lamp.

It can be said that there is only one of these lamps in the world, and it is impossible for another one to appear.

If it weren't for the demons ravaging the Yan Dynasty and the dynasty being on the verge of collapse, the royal family would never have used the divine seal's fortune unless they had no other choice.

Unless the situation is critical, the sect leader of the Thousand Machines Sect would not have spent countless precious materials to forge it.

If it weren't for the founder of the Ten Thousand Fires Sect, a being with unparalleled talent in fire refining, it would have been difficult to successfully condense the fire.

This is why this lamp exists in the Temple of Sacred Flame.

The reason why this matter is taboo in the Yan Dynasty and few people know about it is not only because the matter of demons is easy to cause turmoil, but also because it is a shameful thing for the royal family.

As the rulers of the Yan Dynasty, the royal family was helpless in the face of the demons. In the end, they had to rely on the sect leader of the Thousand Machines Sect and the founder of the Ten Thousand Fires Sect to suppress the demons. If this were to get out, it would damage the royal family's reputation.

Even within the Myriad Fire Sect and the Thousand Machine Sect, only the Supreme Elder and Sect Master of each generation knew the inside story. Even the elders themselves were unaware of the details. The same was true for the Thousand Machine Sect.

Yan Feng grasped the jade pendant in his hand again. The pendant emitted a dazzling golden light, which enveloped the ancient lamp.

As the golden light fell upon the ancient lamp, the lamp also began to emit a golden light, echoing the jade pendant.

Seeing this, Yan Feng's face lit up with joy, and he was just waiting for the next step to bring the ancient lamp into his hands.

However, before Yan Feng's smile could freeze, a black thread suddenly flickered in the pure white flame on the ancient lamp. The moment the black thread appeared, the white flame seemed to sense something, and the flame suddenly surged, directly swallowing the golden light released by the jade pendant.

boom!
Yan Feng quickly grabbed the jade pendant and retreated, staying dozens of feet away before stopping, still feeling lingering fear.

At this moment, in front of him, the white flames were burning the black thread wildly, but the black thread was like a malignant sore, stubbornly surviving under the raging white flames.

"After all these years, these demons are still alive?"

Incredulity filled Yan Feng's eyes. Tens of thousands of years had passed; in theory, this demon should have been suppressed and obliterated long ago. This was also the deduction made by the clan elders.

The reason why Dongfang Canglang sent people in to retrieve it was probably because he assumed that the demons had been completely wiped out.

However, the appearance of this black silk means that the demons have not been completely eradicated, so he cannot take the lamp away, nor can he take it away.

"Well, I couldn't take it with me, and Dongfang Canglang didn't take it either. So I've completed the task assigned by the elder."

After a long pause, Yan Feng took a deep look at the surging white flames. The demon was no ordinary creature. Now that he was certain that the demon had not been destroyed, it was not advisable to stay here any longer.

Yan Feng turned and left, and an hour after he left, a figure was rushing towards him from the darkness opposite him.

Lin Chen's figure, under the control of the black smoke, floated to a distance of a hundred feet from the ancient lamp.

Three breaths later, Lin Chen stood up under the control of the black smoke, looking at the ancient lamp in front of him with an extremely eerie smile on his lips.

"He's still alive after all these years, which is perfect... it's a good thing for me."

Lin Chen spoke softly, his voice as cold as if it came from the depths of the netherworld, and his skin began to turn gray as he reached out with his palm to grab the ancient lamp.

As if sensing the threat, the ancient lamp's flames surged once more, transforming into a silver-bodied, golden-clawed fire dragon with its enormous eyes exuding absolute power.

boom!
The fire dragon collided with the descending gray giant hand in mid-air, and the invisible energy fluctuations caused the entire black space to collapse at a visible speed.

"If the founder of the Ten Thousand Fires Sect were still alive, I might not be able to do anything to you, but you are not qualified now."

Lin Chen's gray face showed disdain, and a gray light shone between his brows.

"Above, it connects to the Heavenly Ruins, reflecting the constellations of the heavens as the Eye of the Azure Ocean; below, it connects to the Nine Netherworlds, containing the eternal calamities as the key to reincarnation. This is the true Eye of the Azure Ocean."

Lin Chen's words sounded like he was talking to himself, yet also like he was speaking to someone else.

A gray light shot out, creating vortexes in the black space it passed through, resembling a long, slender vortex, heading straight for the ancient lamp.

The ancient lamp swayed wildly, and this time three fire dragons materialized. However, all the fire dragons were sucked into the gray vortex.

Under the influence of the gray vortex, the flame of the ancient lamp began to weaken, while at the same time, several strands of black silk seized the opportunity to break free of the flame, perfectly blending into the darkness and disappearing from sight. "You think you can escape?"

Lin Chen, his gray figure flashed in place, appearing thousands of feet away, with several strands of black silk swirling around his palm.

Looking at these few strands of black silk, Lin Chen's gray eyes also shone with fervor. Under his gaze, the strands of black silk seemed to melt and slowly disappeared into his palm.

However, at that very moment, the ancient lamp, whose light was almost too faint to be heard, suddenly emitted a crisp sound.

It was as if an invisible force was tapping on the lamp.

The moment the crisp sound rang out, Lin Chen's expression changed. Feeling the flames bursting from his pores, he sneered repeatedly: "Even if you awaken the innate fire within me, what can such flames do to me?"

A surge of gray energy swept through, instantly dissipating the flames on Lin Chen's body and revealing his gray skin once more.

But the crisp sound did not end there, and it became even more urgent than before, as if it were summoning something.
Primordial Fire Plaza!

Meng Bing, who was trying to condense the innate fire, was suddenly stunned. The innate fire on the entire altar mysteriously disappeared.

Meng Bing looked around in a daze, only to realize that he wasn't the only one; the others were in the same situation.

Meanwhile, the many pillars of fire in the square disappeared one after another.

"Brother Meng, what's going on? Could it be that someone has already received the inheritance?"

"Only a few of us are undergoing the test. If someone else has received the inheritance, how could we not know?"

Another man chuckled, but Meng Bing shook her head: "I don't know what's going on either. How exactly did the Ancestral Master choose the successors? After entering here, I am no different from any of you."

Seeing Meng Bing's expression, the others present believed her words. Meng Bing truly did not know the reason for the unexpected changes that had occurred in the Innate Fire Plaza.

But that's precisely what frustrated them even more; the test was going well, and then it suddenly disappeared.

Does this mean the test was passed or failed?

……

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Rumble!
In the darkness, countless pillars of fire descended from the sky, as if the world were about to end.

boom!
As the first pillar of fire fell, Lin Chen's gray eyes narrowed, a look of seriousness appearing in them for the first time. His entire body was shrouded in black smoke, and the flames were swallowed up by the smoke before they could even get close.

However, this was only the beginning...

One way, two ways, three ways...

After hundreds of strikes, a look of resentment appeared in Lin Chen's gray eyes. If his true form were here, he would naturally not be afraid of these innate flames, but now, what controls Lin Chen's body is only a black mark he left behind.

"Fine, let this body bear it then. I have already achieved my goal."

A resolute glint flashed across Lin Chen's face. Although finding a suitable body to implant the black mark was not easy, it was still better than getting injured here.

Black smoke billowed from Lin Chen's body, transforming into a black shadow in the air. The next moment, it disappeared into the black space along with several wisps of black silk.

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Canglan Island.

Deep in the far west, in the abyss, black mist swirls.

Lin Chen, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom, opened his eyes, and there were six strands of black silk in his palm.

"Hopefully this kid can survive; it's rare to see someone in such good health."

Lin Chen whispered in black, "This Lin Chen's physical body is one of the few that can bear his black seal."

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In the black space, Lin Chen's skin color returned to normal. When he woke up, he felt extremely painful all over his body, and when he saw the hundreds of innate flames above his head, his scalp tingled.

He didn't know what was going on, but his intuition told him that if he just sat and waited for these innate flames to fall, he would probably be burned to ashes.

boom!
Just as Lin Chen was worried, another flame struck down.

puff!
Lin Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression becoming listless; he had no way to dodge the flames.

Am I going to die here this time?
Just as Lin Chen was in despair, a cold voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Having already contained three hundred innate flames, it has met the test requirements and can be inherited!"

The moment the sound came out, all the innate fire above his head disappeared. Lin Chen was also stunned. What did that mean? It could carry three hundred innate fires.
Is that me?
Just as Lin Chen was in a daze, a huge amount of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

(End of this chapter)