From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 93 The Traces of the Destined One

Chen Xuan had an empty and clear temperament. He stood behind an ancient tree, his body emitting a natural aura, blending into one with all the plants and spirits. Even if a Taoist monk passed by here, it would be difficult for him to discover that he was hiding there.

"Jiang Qinghuang and the Dragon Girl are located just a few miles away. The Dragon Girl continues to flee towards the depths of the Southern Wilderness with her men."

Chen Xuan activated his Qing Qi, listened to the sounds of the plants, and locked onto the other party's position: "The two of them have very powerful auras, they are not fools like Pei Yuanyong and Zi Lin'er."

He felt a sense of danger from the two men, which was a warrior's intuition. He believed that the other party was not only practicing the scriptures, but also had fighting techniques similar to "Five Elements Qi" and "Feathering and Breaking the Limit".

"If I meet a fool Daozang, I am confident that I can cross the border to fight him. I am not afraid of Daozang's second-level cultivators, and I am even confident that I can fight against the strong men of the third level."

Chen Xuan murmured to himself that even if he could not defeat those strong men, he could rely on his physical strength that far exceeded that of a Taoist monk and leave calmly.

But facing these two people, he felt it was difficult. Both of them were descendants of the bloodline of the True Lord level. Their aptitude was so high that they were almost immortals. Just based on their natural talent, they were not inferior to some people of low rank and destiny who were not good at cultivation... For example, Wang Chan from [The Yellow Millet Dream], even if he was not killed by Chen Xuan, all the opportunities he got in his future life might not reach the starting point of these proud sons of heaven.

"[Mortal World] The lower three realms. Feathered, Daozang, and Dinglu."

"[Tao Hongchen] is in the upper three realms. Divine Wandering, True Lord, and Immortal."

Chen Xuan thought of the jade bracelet that Zi Fei Zhenren, who was also at the level of Zhenjun, wore when she was young. After it flowed out of the Peach Blossom Spring, it immediately sublimated and transformed into a top-grade Taoist treasure.

But now, no one can estimate how powerful Jiang Qinghuang and Longnv are, as they have the blood of the True Lord flowing in their bodies.

"If you can take advantage of them, then do it. If you can't, then there's no need to waste your time."

Chen Xuan was very open-minded. Ever since Jiang Qinghuang was chasing the Dragon Girl, a large number of powerful monks from the Demon Suppression Division had begun to advance into the Southern Wilderness, burning mountains and cutting down trees, with a momentum that would not stop until the Dragon Girl was destroyed.

"Your Highness Dragon Girl, the situation is very bad. We have been followed by Jiang Qinghuang." A demon said with a grim expression.

"The mountains of the Southern Wasteland are crisscrossed with water veins. The rescue forces of the Rain Nation, hidden in the underground rivers, have already reached the shore. Jiang Qinghuang will pursue them relentlessly and will surely annihilate them."

The Dragon Girl spoke with confidence, with a translucent light on her delicate face. When the great monster in the Southern Wilderness was present, it was not convenient to order a large number of cultivators to enter the mountain, but now, there were no concerns... The strategic retreat was not because they were afraid of Jiang Qinghuang, but because they did not want to cause any more innocent casualties.

"Your Highness, humans have stolen the spiritual essence left behind by our masters after their death. Do you want to use it?" another subordinate asked in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"As for him, let's wait and see. I never expected that a human cultivator would have such a high status in the Southern Wilderness. Even the Taoist ghosts and monsters are unwilling to be his enemy."

The dragon girl echoed, glanced at Zi Lin'er as if nothing had happened, and then led a group of monsters to the nearby underground river.

They had been hiding in the mountains, so they were not familiar with Chen Xuan's past deeds.

Chen Xuan continued to move, following Xuan Mao's footsteps closely. Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the sky.

"rumble……"

Chen Xuan looked up in a trance, and saw a horrific scene of fighting at the arc-shaped entrance of Shangyang Cave, as if a mirror was broken.

"Roar!"

A huge tiger paw, like a golden pillar, pressed a furious golden Buddha head and its spotless golden body against the mirror-like sky, and a pair of tiger eyes looked down upon the world.

"The tigers are fighting with the foreign Jinde forces!"

Chen Xuan was shocked. No wonder Shanjun was so angry earlier. It turned out that this force was hostile to Nanhuang. "Master Shanjun has the upper hand."

He felt gratified. The stronger Nanhuang became, the higher his status would be.

"Bang!"

The sky was shaking, and golden-white ripples spread out, as if it had been beaten to pieces, with thousands of cracks. The tiger seemed to be a powerful lord descending from the sky, and its fist as big as a lake was overwhelming and rushing towards the golden Buddha's face.

"Puff!" The golden Buddha's face cracked and dripped pure golden blood. One drop seeped down the dome of the sky like a meteor, accompanied by countless gold and iron objects, as if a metal rain curtain fell.

"Something really fell!"

Chen Xuan's face was filled with horror. Dinglu Mighty was fighting with only his physical body, and his fighting power was so strong that he could even faintly crack the barrier between Shangyang Cave Heaven and the real world?
This scene is so weird. No wonder the great True Lord wants to take this group of Dinglu monks to ascend into the cave heaven together.

A drop of divine blood fell from the sky, bringing down all sorts of metal. Some of the metal and iron also glowed, clearly high-grade metals capable of being used to refine treasures.

"It's too far, hundreds of miles away."

Chen Xuan looked regretful. The direction where the golden blood drop fell was just outside the Southern Wilderness. More than a dozen fire monks were controlling various forms of fire birds to snatch the golden blood.

Countless people and ghosts were looking up at the chaotic sky.

"There's no time to grab it, let them have it."

Chen Xuan didn't care about the immediate gains and losses. There would be many more opportunities like this. "This drop of golden blood is just an appetizer. The high-level cultivators from the five factions are fighting each other. Later, perhaps the complete remains of the Dinglu Overhaul or even the treasures derived from the Shangyang Immortal's death will fall down."

"[Secrets of the Five Treasures of the Immortal Body], I seem to have obtained this treasure last time. What is it? Is it a different kind of cultivation method from the true scriptures? Qinghe Cui Che still finds it hard to remember after decades."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, "Furthermore, I seem to have solved my bone aptitude problem in this incident. In the following decades, I quickly surpassed Cui Che and became the best among the Dinglu masters."

He continued to run forward.

Xuanmao still followed Jiang Qinghuang and others closely. It was obvious that a big battle would happen here soon, and the severity of the things outside was not as great as here.

"There might be some Fateful Ones active outside right now, but after careful consideration, Black Cat decided to stay here for the time being."

What kind of important matter comes before the one who is destined by heaven?
The Dragon Girl is about to die?

Or will Jiang Qinghuang die?
Or will some other important person die today?

"What? You were attacked by a foreign cultivator? Human? Which faction?"

In the distance, a tragic report suddenly came from the communication talisman in Jiang Qinghuang's hand, echoing with the sound of fighting.

A team from the Demon Suppression Division that went into the mountains to support Jiang Qinghuang were suddenly attacked, resulting in heavy casualties.

"Your Highness, the Chosen One! A Chosen One from another place has followed us into the mountains!"

"He was wearing a black robe. He was short, with a gloomy temperament, and was holding a banner-shaped treasure. His soul had been sucked away! He wanted to kill everyone..." A communication talisman said, and suddenly the message was interrupted.

"Your Highness, run away! His treasure is too strange and can devour the soul!" Another communication device issued a warning, and the next moment green smoke rose and it was destroyed. The monk from the Demon Suppression Division who delivered the message was in great danger.

Jiang Qinghuang frowned, and her jade fingers were stained with some ashes from the damaged communication equipment. She washed them off with her immortal energy, then turned and stared at the jungle behind her.

"A Chosen One? A banner-shaped treasure?"

Jiang Qinghuang felt a little uneasy. She was confident and proud of her own strength, but after all, the person in front of her was a person of destiny, and no one knew what kind of strange power he possessed that would shock the world and make ghosts cry.

"Are all the monks from the four lands terrified of being killed? Oh, let's give it a try!"

A mocking smile played at the corner of her mouth. Then, she rode the Fire Phoenix high into the sky, revealing her position to everyone without reservation, and simultaneously commanded all the monks of the Demon Suppression Division to gather there.

"What's Jiang Qinghuang doing? Isn't he going to continue pursuing the Dragon Girl?"

Chen Xuan was stunned when he saw this and stopped, vaguely realizing that something was out of everyone's control.

(End of this chapter)