Like a flash of lightning, Ye Zhen’s right hand reached for the blood-colored flag, but just as his fingers were about to grasp it, an inexplicable sense of foreboding suddenly erged.
Ye Zhen was startled!
This inexplicable sense of foreboding was the Martial Artist’s Divine Soul sensing a trendous danger while in the state of Sword Heart Enlightennt. In all his years of martial arts, Ye Zhen had only felt this kind of foreboding twice. Discover the next chapter on
Each ti, it was a matter of life and death, facing extre danger and barely surviving!
Before Ye Zhen could react, almost at the mont the foreboding arose, an extrely fierce and brutal aura suddenly locked onto him.
The savage aura made Ye Zhen’s hair prickle with a tingling sensation.
"Don’t move!"
"Lord Ye, if I were you, I’d obediently step aside. Of course, if you want to test the power of my Purple Fla Golden Lamp, I don’t mind!"
It was the voice of Palace Master Zhe Yang of Green Sun Palace. Unexpectedly, Zhe Yang had also found the place where the Demon Clan Fortress stored the War Banner in record ti.
"Palace Master Zhe!"
Ye Zhen slowly moved his right hand away from the blood-colored flag that was within reach, turning around at an extrely slow and harmless speed. Then he saw Palace Master Zhe Yang from Green Sun Palace, wearing purple robes and staring directly at him.
As a King at the Seventh Stage Establishnt Realm, Zhe Yang’s cultivation aura was already very powerful. But at this mont, Ye Zhen’s full attention was captured by the Golden Lantern in Zhe Yang’s hand!
The Golden Lantern was small, like a regular oil lamp in size, but inside its base was not lamp oil, but a layer of purple luminescent light so hazy that even Divine Sense could not penetrate it.
The purple luminescent light acted like lamp oil, with a wick standing erect in the middle where purple flas flickered, the fla extrely weak, seemingly able to be extinguished with a single breath.
Yet the terrifying aura that made Ye Zhen’s scalp tingle emanated from this purple fla. Ye Zhen had a feeling that the mont this purple fla was unleashed, everything here might be burned to nothingness!
Looking at the flickering flas of the Purple Fla Golden Lamp, Ye Zhen had an urge to cough up blood.
What’s with him? Other Martial Artists occasionally seeing Supre or High Grade Spirit Artifacts would be excited, but he had witnessed three Soul Artifacts in succession over this period!
For most ordinary Martial Artists these Soul Artifacts exist only in legends!
First was the Sun and Moon Divine Altar of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, it didn’t target Ye Zhen, hence he didn’t feel much impact. But the Longevity Banner by the Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng had truly brought Ye Zhen to the brink of life and death, vividly experiencing the terrifying power of a Soul Artifact.
Unexpectedly, after barely getting rid of Yin Changsheng, Ye Zhen now confronted another Soul Artifact, the Purple Fla Golden Lamp in the hands of Palace Master Zhe Yang.
From the aura Ye Zhen sensed with his Divine Soul, the Longevity Banner by Yin Changsheng and the Purple Fla Golden Lamp by Zhe Yang emitted similar auras, presumably belonging to the sa class of soul artifacts.
However, the Purple Fla Golden Lamp wielded by Zhe Yang emitted an even more brutal aura, as if possessing a sense of destruction that could annihilate everything.
In terms of pure attack power, the Purple Fla Golden Lamp seed stronger than the Longevity Banner, though the Banner, having both black and green manifestations, wasn’t solely an attack-focused Soul Artifact!
Now, before Zhe Yang, the Three-colored Soul Light solidly converged, indicating that he had fully activated his Divine Soul Power.
This was due to his apprehension about Ye Zhen’s formidable Divine Soul attack power, allowing him to unleash his strongest strike at any mont.
If Ye Zhen made any movent, Zhe Yang could launch a lethal blow, obliterating Ye Zhen!
"Good, Lord Ye is indeed a clever man!"
Seeing Ye Zhen withdraw his hand and turn around, Palace Master Zhe Yang coldly laughed then coldly ordered, "Move away, keep away from this War Banner of the Demon Clan! Move far away, and I assure you, I can spare Lord Ye!"
This ti, Ye Zhen did not move, coldly staring at Palace Master Zhe Yang, thoughts racing as he searched for a solution.
Seeing himself about to pass the second stage of the inheritance test, possessing the martial arts inheritance from the terrifying Earth Core Fire Commander from 10,000 years ago, Ye Zhen would never be willing to let it slip away.
Ye Zhen speculated that since Zhe Yang had not imdiately attacked him but threatened him with the Purple Fla Golden Lamp, there must be a reason.
The most likely reason was the trendous consumption required to activate this Soul Artifact Purple Fla Golden Lamp, just like Yin Changsheng activating the Longevity Banner or Jian Qianxiong activating the Sun and Moon Divine Altar, involving serious injury or significant source depletion.
Thus, not attacking Ye Zhen instantly but threatening him, this was Ye Zhen’s basis for stalling and not cooperating.
Seeing Ye Zhen’s lack of cooperation, the old face of Palace Master Zhe Yang suddenly darkened, his fully activated Divine Sense fluctuated strikingly, and suddenly, the purple flas on the Purple Fla Golden Lamp flared violently, a brilliant light erupted, leaping three inches high!
As it leaped, though no sound emitted from the Purple Flas, the surrounding air temperature soared dramatically, turning the surface of Ye Zhen’s clothing yellow almost instantly.
A gentle sweep of Gang Qi turned it to powder.
"Lord Ye, do not test my patience! You’re right, activating this Purple Fla Golden Lamp indeed cos at a cost, but this cost is certainly within my bearable range.
I just cherish talent, seeing Lord Ye’s youth and brilliance, reluctant to harm you!
Quickly move away from this Purple Fla Golden Lamp, or don’t bla for being ruthless!" Palace Master Zhe Yang sternly admonished while glancing sideways, noticing more Establishnt Kings entering the Demon Clan Fortress from afar.
Ye Zhen lightly furrowed his brow.
Seeing his youth and brilliance, cherishing talent, reluctant to harm?
Had soone else said this, or in another setting, like under public scrutiny, Ye Zhen might have believed it.
But for this hypocrite Palace Master Zhe Yang to say it when no spectators were around, Ye Zhen simply wouldn’t believe it.
Ye Zhen even believed that even if he obediently did what was ordered, the Green Sun Palace Master might still eliminate him once achieving his aim!
"Quickly, move away from the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan, and I can spare you!"
"Three breaths!"
"I’ll give you three breaths’ ti! Otherwise, hmph!"
Zhe Yang’s voice suddenly turned incredibly sharp, and the purple flas on the wick of the Purple Fla Golden Lamp in his hand danced even more joyfully.
"Lord Ye, move away from the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan imdiately!"
"Three!"
Listening to Zhe Yang’s urgent shouts, Ye Zhen suddenly sensed sothing peculiar. From the ti Zhe Yang arrived until now, he had only proposed one condition—to have him move away from the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan!
From beginning to end, that was the only condition!
With a flash of realization, Ye Zhen suddenly thought of another terrifying possibility—the reason Palace Master Zhe Yang of the Green Sun Palace did not imdiately strike Ye Zhen with the Purple Fla Golden Lamp upon his appearance was not primarily because activating it would incur an unbearable cost.
It was most likely—caution in the face of danger!
Because Ye Zhen was too close to the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan, which was crucial to passing the second test of the Martial Arts Inheritance—it was within reach.
The purple flas of the Soul Artifact Purple Fla Golden Lamp could indeed obliterate Ye Zhen with one strike, but it would also destroy this critically essential Battle Flag of the Demon Clan!
If the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan were destroyed, then all previous efforts would be in vain!
Ye Zhen estimated this was why Zhe Yang kept demanding that he move away from the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan.
However, if Ye Zhen really obeyed and moved away from the Battle Flag, Zhe Yang might unhesitatingly obliterate Ye Zhen at the first opportunity! Discover stories on fre
"Two!"
The counting voice rang out, Zhe Yang’s expression beca sternly sharp!
Ye Zhen, with a thought, pretended to comply and moved his steps slightly outward. Then, Ye Zhen keenly noticed a hint of obvious delight flash in Palace Master Zhe Yang’s eyes upon seeing his movent!
This discovery further confird Ye Zhen’s deduction!
In the next mont, cold sweat seeped onto Ye Zhen’s forehead.
This mont was truly a life-and-death situation; following either choice would lead to death!
To survive, he would have to fight desperately!
With thoughts racing through his mind, Ye Zhen quickly had an idea!
Since Palace Master Zhe Yang was cautious in the face of danger, Ye Zhen could gamble on this aspect!
Betting on whether Zhe Yang had the resolve to destroy this crucial Battle Flag of the Demon Clan that was key to passing the second test of the Martial Arts Inheritance!
Moreover, Ye Zhen didn’t need Zhe Yang to lack the resolve to destroy the Battle Flag; Ye Zhen just needed Zhe Yang to hesitate for a mont. As long as he hesitated for a brief instant, this would be Ye Zhen’s chance to stay alive!
Because similarly, Ye Zhen also needed just a fleeting mont of opportunity!
"One....."
"Palace Master Zhe, how can you guarantee that after I move away from this Battle Flag of the Demon Clan, you will spare ?" As he spoke, Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense silently sank into the dormant Purple Spiritual Body within the First Sword Vein.
A terrifying Sword Intent of incredible magnitude, chilling to the bone, instantly appeared in Ye Zhen’s Divine Soul Sensing!
"Guarantee? My renowned reputation, my character, is your guarantee!" A faint, unnoticed smile appeared at the corner of Zhe Yang’s mouth.
Ye Zhen’s lips curled with a hint of disdain: "Renowned reputation? Is it the reputation of a hypocrite?"
Upon hearing the words ’hypocrite,’ Zhe Yang’s face turned incredibly ugly. Almost simultaneously, Ye Zhen’s figure moved, and his left hand struck like lightning towards the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan.
"Bastard, courting death!"
Palace Master Zhe Yang’s face turned exceedingly grim in an instant, his gaze becoming intensely fierce, and the purple flas in the Purple Fla Golden Lamp in his hand suddenly surged.
But just as the Purple Flas of the Golden Lamp were about to strike, a fleeting and indescribable struggle flashed in Zhe Yang’s eyes!
To obliterate Ye Zhen or not?
This choice was challenging!
Obliterating Ye Zhen was easy. With the release of the Purple Fla Golden Lamp, he believed few under the heavens could withstand it. However, with the release of these purple flas, the Battle Flag of the Demon Clan would also be destroyed!
That was the decisive item for passing this test!
Once destroyed, it would be tantamount to failing the test!
Most critically, the Martial Arts Inheritance of the Earth Core Fire Commander was too important and alluring to him!
In that instant, Ye Zhen fully invoked the faint Divine Soul Imprint within the Purple Spiritual Body. Imdiately, a purple Sword Light, without any forewarning, shot violently from behind Ye Zhen’s head, blasting towards Palace Master Zhe Yang! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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