By the riverside, Ye Chen was leisurely roasting at, not at all tense despite being in the perilous Demon Beast Mountain Range; on the contrary, he was enjoying life. At that mont, a figure of the Human Clan’s Martial God suddenly appeared before him.
It must be said that he was a remarkably imposing man, in his early forties, tall and burly with a firm and resolute expression. He maintained his composure amid danger and was a man of considerable charm.
However, compared to last night, he now looked considerably more disheveled. The golden Battle Armor he wore was torn and ragged with quite a few holes and visible marks, having lost its previous brilliant luster.
Even the War Sword he held had several notches, nearly broken, and his body had many wounds, large and small, from which blood flowed freely. Among them was a particularly deep and severe wound on his chest and abdon, exposing the bone.
Clearly, during his battle with the Octagonal Green Bull, even a Martial God such as he had sustained severe injuries and had co here injured.
But it was enough to prove his strength, being able to retreat in one piece from the Octagonal Green Bull. After all, in the sa realm, Demon Beasts are inherently much stronger due to their physical bodies and vibrant Blood Qi, which makes them truly formidable.
Seeing that Ye Chen had recognized him, the Martial God was slightly surprised and said, "Young brother, do you recognize ?"
Ye Chen shook his head and honestly replied, "I rely saw from a distance your battle with the Octagonal Green Bull not long ago. With such a commotion, it would have been difficult not to recognize you."
The Martial God had a sudden realization, devoid of any divine authority or condescension that would treat Ye Chen as a lesser person. Instead, he appeared unassuming and approachable with no airs about him.
Rather than a Martial God, he seed more like an ordinary uncle. After receiving Ye Chen’s permission, he directly sat down by the campfire and laughed heartily, "I did not expect you to have witnessed that, quite embarrassing indeed. I was so dominant and conspicuous before, and now look how disheveled I am. Still, it’s good to have survived."
Ye Chen felt quite a good impression about the Martial God’s gentle nature and bowed with a fist, "May I know how to address the Martial God, sir?"
"Don’t be so formal, young brother. I dare not accept the grand title of ’Martial God, sir.’ When I’m out and about, everyone just calls Anyang Martial God. If you don’t mind, you can call Brother Anyang," Anyang Martial God said with a chuckle.
Anyang Martial God?
Ye Chen murmured inwardly, feeling slightly solemn.
He had once read the "Martial God Chronicles" regarding Xiafeng Country, a book that records all the Martial Gods of Xiafeng Country, including all those from ancient to modern tis; its information was quite detailed.
However, the "Martial God Chronicles" contained no information about Anyang Martial God.
There were only three real reasons for this:
Firstly, Anyang Martial God was not a Martial God of Xiafeng Country but a powerful Martial God from another region, thus there was no record of him in the "Martial God Chronicles."
Secondly, Anyang Martial God was a newly promoted Martial God, and since the "Martial God Chronicles" had not been updated in ti, there was no record yet, and the "Martial God Chronicles" in the Ye Family hadn’t been replaced for many years. If he was a newly promoted Martial God, it was natural that there would be no record of Anyang Martial God.
Thirdly, he was a hidden Martial God, an unknown power base. After all, no matter how powerful a force is, unless it is absolutely invincible, it will always hide so of its power as a base, existing in the shadows, not to be revealed until critical monts.
Such a power base, for most forces across the world, would be kept secretive, not fully exposed unless completely ignorant.
After all, a power base could ultimately deter enemies, preventing them from recklessly attacking. Once all details of a force’s power base are known, conquering that force becos much simpler.
Fourthly, Anyang Martial God might not actually be nad Anyang Martial God but had another title; he was perhaps deceiving Ye Chen.
However, who is Ye Chen? With his rich experience and knowledge from his previous life, even a Martial God Realm existence could not deceive him; he could see through a person’s heart.
When Anyang Martial God revealed his title, his expression was calm and natural, showing no signs of deceit. Additionally, his combat strength was strong enough to fight a Martial God Realm Demon Beast, an achievent not reachable by a newly promoted Martial God, thus eliminating half the possibilities.
If this is indeed a Martial God from a great power, then the only possibility left is that he is a Martial God from outside Xiafeng Country.
A Martial God from outside Xiafeng Country, who even claims to be from the Martial God Temple, made everything appear simple yet mysterious, prompting Ye Chen to speculate partially and couldn’t help but take a deep look at the Anyang Martial God.
"Well then, if you insist, Brother Anyang," Ye Chen didn’t refuse and smiled, "I am the younger brother, Ye Chen."
"Ye Chen?" the Anyang Martial God suddenly looked at Ye Chen with surprise, rembering sothing, and directly asked, "Young brother, are you the Ye Chen from Luofeng City?"
"That’s right, it’s ." He did not deny.
The Anyang Martial God suddenly appeared astounded, "It is indeed you. I have long heard of your great reputation. At thirteen, you reached the Innate Realm, an astonishing feat. You indeed broke the record for the fastest achievent of the Innate Realm in the history of Xiafeng Country. It’s said there would be none to co after you and none before you. Rumors had it that your cultivation was destroyed, your Dantian shattered, unable to cultivate, but now it seems the rumors were false."
Who in the entire Xiafeng Country wouldn’t recognize Ye Chen’s na? Even the nearby countries were sowhat familiar.
After all, becoming a genius of the Innate Realm at the age of thirteen was a matter that had once shocked not just Xiafeng Country but also several nearby kingdoms, even stirring the Tiandu Academy, the cultivation academy of the entire continent, which desired to recruit him as a disciple of the Earth-level Academy, indicating his prominence.
Throughout ancient and modern tis, there have not been many who could reach this step, especially since it was from a small city’s lord family, it was extraordinary.
Ye Chen rely smiled, neither confirming nor denying, and did not intend to continue this topic. He handed over a skewer of roasted at, golden brown and oozing with juices, and asked, "Brother Anyang, is that Octagonal Beetle really that terrifying?"
The Anyang Martial God took it nonchalantly, without even checking if Ye Chen had poisoned it, bit into it, and while eating, he answered, "Young friend, let tell you, the Octagonal Green Bull is indeed very strong and formidable. Demon Beasts naturally surpass the Human Clan in the sa realm; the Octagonal Green Bull is even a Mutant Demon Beast, with extraordinary blood lineage. Its eight angles can unleash thunder and lightning, and its close-range attacks are terrifying. Its Blood Qi is vibrant, making it hard to harm."
"I once fought it, and although I didn’t defeat it, it didn’t defeat either. However, after a full force battle, I was severely injured, while it, despite its injuries, was relatively less affected in terms of its physical body. Perhaps I was actually defeated... Hmm, Ye Chen, young brother, this roast at you made is really delicious, it makes one’s mouth linger with flavor, truly tasty."
After tearing off several large chunks of roast at, the Anyang Martial God couldn’t help but directly tear off a huge roasted pork leg, devouring it with big bites, finding the roasted at incredibly delicious, the juices tender and tasty, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth that made one reminisce and continue to bite eagerly.
Seeing this, Ye Chen rely smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying, and asked another question, "So you cannot harm the Octagonal Green Bull even with all your might?"
Ye Chen had never really co into contact with either being, rely having watched their battle from a distance, but from his senses, he didn’t know who was stronger or weaker.
However, from the looks of it, perhaps the Octagonal Green Bull was slightly more fearso.
The Anyang Martial God smiled faintly and said, "To be honest, I have the capability to kill the Octagonal Green Bull, but the precondition is that I would have to pay an unimaginable price, which isn’t a worthwhile trade. Besides, my purpose is not to kill the Octagonal Green Bull unless it’s absolutely necessary to completely fall out with the entire Demon Beast Mountain Range."
Although he had been at a disadvantage in the battle with the Octagonal Green Bull, killing it was not impossible; it was a kind of last resort.
Every Martial God has their own last resort, which they wouldn’t use unless absolutely necessary.
Ye Chen thoughtfully suddenly asked, "May I ask, how is the Martial God Temple?"
The Anyang Martial God looked at Ye Chen in surprise, wondering how he knew, but recalling the previous encounter where he had ntioned the battle with the Octagonal Green Bull, he realized, stayed silent for a mont before he finally spoke, "I can only say two words, very strong!"
"How strong?"
"Hard to estimate." the Anyang Martial God used these four words to describe, "Let tell you a fact. Seven hundred years ago, in the eastern part of Tiandu Continent, there was a kingdom called Heavenly Wood Country, ranked within the top thirty of Tiandu Continent’s 108 kingdoms, much stronger than your Xiafeng Country. But it was destroyed overnight 700 years ago. Do you know why?"
Ye Chen’s expression changed slightly, a serious tone, "Destroyed by the Martial God Temple?"
The Anyang Martial God’s eyes flickered as he said, "Yes, it was destroyed by the Martial God Temple, with a thod that overwhelmingly eradicated it."
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