Chapter 117: A Ten-Thousand-Foot Tower Rises from the Ground

The fire in front crackled and popped, and a huge tiger leg was roasting above it; grease constantly flowed down from it, dripping onto the flames, each drop causing the fire to flicker and jump with little sparks.

The tiger leg had been roasted to a golden brown, and a rich aroma kept surging into his nose; Xiao Chen used a small knife to cut off a piece and put it in his mouth; even without seasoning, the tiger leg was still very tempting, carrying rich Life Essence.

He felt a little regret, but being on an island, it was good enough to have something to eat, and he was just about to carve up the tiger leg.

He saw Zhang Xuan smiling as he took out a row of seasonings: oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and even chili powder, cumin, and pepper; it wasn't just for roasting meat, he could have opened a kitchen right there to cook a full meal.

Xiao Chen widened his eyes; he hadn't seen many bags on Zhang Xuan, but Zhang Xuan replied with a smile: "As a Chinese person, as a descendant of the Great Empire of Foodies, one can go without anything when traveling, but the corresponding seasonings, pots, and pans are indispensable."

In fact, Zhang Xuan had forgotten to bring them before leaving, and only remembered he should have brought these things after arriving on the island.

He had taken a moment to return to Earth; anyway, no one knew he could travel between the two worlds, and then he packed these seasonings into his Wheel Sea.

The cultivation method of the Zhetian World, which opens up a Wheel Sea within the body, indeed possesses some of the properties of a spatial storage bag, but using a Wheel Sea to store seasonings like Zhang Xuan was rare since ancient times.

Zhang Xuan's actions made Xiao Chen increasingly curious; after stealing the Dragon Egg together yesterday, his feelings for Zhang Xuan had become much closer; after all, both of them had basically risked their lives to do such sneaky things together.

He couldn't help but ask curiously: "How did you do that? You clearly didn't carry any bags."

Zhang Xuan smiled and pointed to his abdomen, the location of his Wheel Sea: "This is a top-tier technique from the Group File, originating from my world, Zhetian; after successfully cultivating it, one can open up a Wheel Sea within the body, which is also quite good for storage; if you are interested, you can exchange for it and practice."

Xiao Chen shook his head, took the salt and chili powder from the side, and sprinkled them evenly over the tiger leg in front of him: "My own technique is enough for me to practice, and I don't want to focus on other techniques."

Actually, he was a little tempted; yesterday, Zhang Xuan's performance was exceptionally astonishing; not only was he proficient in arrays, but he could also borrow the power of heaven and earth, and he was able to calmly move through a storm that could uproot ancient trees.

In that terrifying catastrophe, Zhang Xuan moved up and down without suffering any injuries, and when he returned, there wasn't even any blood on him; moreover, Xiao Chen felt that Zhang Xuan was clearly stronger after returning than when he entered the mountain forest, having obviously gained great benefits.

But Xiao Chen took a look at the point exchange requirements for the Indestructible Heavenly Art and the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art in the Group File, and he immediately felt his own poverty.

Seeing that Xiao Chen had finished seasoning, Zhang Xuan sprinkled some more cumin powder on it and smiled: "Add this, it will taste even better."

Xiao Chen was bewildered, but after taking a bite, he nodded immediately.

And Zhang Xuan gave a low laugh; in the ancient era where Xiao Chen was, such spices had not yet been widely promoted, so he probably didn't recognize cumin powder.

After the rain cleared, a light breeze blew around, the bamboo forest swayed gently, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound as they collided, permeated with the scent of grass and trees; not far away was the lake that looked like a sapphire.

In such an environment, the roasted meat in his hand seemed to become even more delicious.

Zhang Xuan's gaze was unfocused, and he felt quite comfortable.

He didn't even have time for much conversation with Xiao Chen; after a brief meal of roasted meat, he sat cross-legged not far away, silently refining the vigorous Origin power he had swallowed into his belly yesterday.

Yesterday, in that storm, many died; Zhang Xuan took advantage of that chaos and didn't know how much he had swallowed.

But in such a crisis-ridden scene, even though Zhang Xuan's Eight-Nine Profound Art had advanced further and his grasp of the power of heaven and earth was more meticulous, he still dared not make a breakthrough in such a huge crisis.

All he could do was use the Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal to swallow and store the relevant Origin as much as possible.

And after a busy night, his harvest was also huge.

At the very least, Zhang Xuan had swallowed and absorbed the Origin of the common exotic beasts on the outskirts of the island.

The silver-bodied ancient ape, the golden centipede over a zhang long, the fierce tiger with two heads, and the mammoth giant elephant covered in jade-colored scales.

Although it was a bit like picking up scraps, the exotic beasts that died in yesterday's storm were relatively not very weak.

At the very least, their Origin was not weak.

At this very moment, the Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal hung above his head, and a crimson waterfall-like Origin flowed down from above, merging into Zhang Xuan's body.

The surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence frantically poured into Zhang Xuan's body, mixing with the corresponding Origin, bit by bit changing Zhang Xuan's constitution and changing his physique.

His body seemed to have formed a black hole, swallowing the Essence from all directions into his body.

The purest Earth Essence was gestated within his body, and the Spleen Divine Treasury was opened.

Without much pressure or difficulty, the Dao Palace Realm reached the third level.

And this was far from over; his physical body sat cross-legged at the position of the corresponding internal organs, chanting ancient scriptures in his mouth; listening carefully, it sounded like the Dao Scripture, and also like other Great Emperor Scriptures.

Xiao Chen watched from the side; he couldn't quite understand it, but he was greatly shocked.

When the other party practiced, breaking through was simply like eating and drinking.

Above his head, there were originally two strands of Essence Wolf Smoke, but at this moment, three strands of Essence Wolf Smoke shot into the sky; even if he didn't know the other party's cultivation method, he could see that the other party had broken through once again.

Rolling blood Qi flowed within his body, roaring like a great river; Xiao Chen stood on the side and felt quite a lot of pressure.

Moreover, the vigorous Essence Wolf Smoke above his head gradually had the momentum to merge, vaguely forming a dragon of blood Qi.

Vigorous Life Essence shot directly out from his crown, forming Essence Wolf Smoke; this was a situation Xiao Chen had only seen once in his life; the other party's cultivation state was really a bit like that eight-armed evil dragon lying on the beach silently licking its wounds.

It really made one suspect that there was an ancient tyrannosaur inside his body.

After a long time, Zhang Xuan finished adjusting his breath in silence.

Feeling the harvest of this round, he couldn't help but feel very satisfied; risk and crisis coexisted.

The crises on Long Dao were indeed everywhere, but the opportunities were also truly numerous.

Having only arrived for one day, his cultivation realm had jumped twice on the original foundation.

Zhang Xuan was quite satisfied internally.

And when he stopped practicing, Xiao Chen, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, came up directly to ask: "What are your plans for next?"

Zhang Xuan was silent for a moment and said earnestly: "Next, of course, is to find the Dragon Eggs laid by the Dragon Kings on Long Dao as much as possible to help me practice; the points consumed to come from my world to this world of yours are massive, and I must complete it in the shortest possible time."

Although Zhang Xuan didn't need to consume corresponding points to go to different worlds, he still had to say it; after all, he had to put on a show.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment; he didn't expect Zhang Xuan to state his purpose so bluntly; he initially thought that Zhang Xuan came over to admire the unique appearance of his Tier 11 world, and at the same time to help him.

After all, in the world where Xiao Chen was, he represented the entire lineage of the Human Race, stretching from the ancient Primordial Era to the current Human Realm.

After seeing Chang Sheng Jie, Xiao Chen knew that he was the orthodox Human Race; in Chang Sheng Jie, the Primordial Three Sages who usurped high positions were completely fake.

Yuanshi, Tongtian, Zhunti, and others were completely void; they were powerful figures from the Dead City, manifested with the help of corresponding power; they were projections in Chang Sheng Jie, not the true ancestors of humanity.

He thought that after announcing the corresponding situation and status in the Chat Group, he would get help from a large team.

Uh, the result was completely that he had overthought it.

However, thinking of the eight-armed evil dragon's egg that Zhang Xuan swallowed on the beach earlier, thinking of Zhang Xuan being at ease in the terrifying storm that followed, and when he refined one beast after another into the bottle that looked like a black hole above his head, he felt relieved again.

It wasn't that everyone would act just because someone spoke of national righteousness.

Zhang Xuan came here entirely for cultivation; he could understand, but he was still slightly disappointed in his heart.

The overall situation in Chang Sheng Jie and the subsequent Human Realm is extremely dire; psychologically, he still hopes that someone can stand up and fight side-by-side with him, rather than him fighting this lonely war alone.

"What about you? What are your plans for what comes next?"

Zhang Xuan asked Xiao Chen in return, which actually left Xiao Chen stumped.

Before Zhang Xuan arrived, Xiao Chen had calculated countless plans in his heart; after all, Chang Sheng Jie would be destroyed in the future, and both the Human Realm and Chang Sheng Jie were, on the whole, experimental grounds for the Otherworld.

After learning this secret, the hot blood in his heart surged ten thousand zhang high, and he immediately wanted to make this secret public, then unite the many Human Race, the cultivation world, and the power of other Shi Jie to resist together.

He wished he could immediately trample the many Main God of the Otherworld underfoot and destroy the Otherworld in one fell swoop.

But after calming down and thinking carefully, he discovered that this hot blood was of no use at all.

Do the top figures within Chang Sheng Jie not know that the entire Chang Sheng Jie and Human Realm are being used as experimental grounds by the figures of the Otherworld?

Powerful projections from the Dead City have usurped the highest positions of the many cultivators, ruling this heaven and earth in name—does no one really know this secret?

Many people know, and many people are working silently in the shadows.

That batch of figures who resisted most fiercely back then, that batch of Ancestor God who were the most unyielding and domineering, have all died in the long river of history; they don't even have titles, and most people do not know their names.

The Ancestral Dragon Ship and Monarch Ship that can sail on this Forbidden Sea now are all traces left behind by the resistors of this heaven and earth back then; their bodies were refined into such vessels, yet their reputations are known to no one.

The Martial Ancestor, who was most likely to break through the Ancestor God realm and reach a higher level, has already become a dried corpse, still struggling to return from death to life.

And as for the even more ancient and distant existences, the ancestors of the Human Race began laying out plans in the most ancient era, always lying dormant in silence, willing to let their own names be buried, willing to let their own Bone and flesh turn to mud.

Pangu who opened heaven and earth, Nuwa who created the Human Race... and those who died in the subsequent struggle, Youchao, Suirenshi...

Too many, too many people have died on this path, and even their achievements and reputations are gradually disappearing into the long river, stolen by the God of the Otherworld.

And now, a weak figure who only managed to come here by hitching a ride on someone else's path to Martial Arts Shattering the Void has learned this secret; he has hot blood surging ten thousand zhang in his heart, but what ability does he have to change anything?

Xiao Chen has great ambition in his heart, but in the end, he discovers that in such a grand scene, he basically cannot do anything at all.

Even Ancestor God die easily in this upheaval; he is just a small character who hasn't even reached the Chang Sheng realm, and others wouldn't even look at him straight—they wouldn't even need those big figures to make a move, a Demi-God could sneeze and he would die.

And even if he knows many things about the future, and he might become a big figure in the future, what use is that?

Who would care about him? Who would care about a person who boasts that he can reach the Stone Man King and the God Emperor realm in the future?

No one cares!

Even without mentioning the distant future, right now Xiao Chen can barely protect himself; Long Dao is fraught with crises, and a moment of carelessness could lead to death in the midst of many upheavals.

Even if the many Dragon Kings on Long Dao have no divinity and only pure bestiality, on this land, while the barrier restricting many figures from breaking through to the Demi-God realm still exists—

The Dragon Kings on Long Dao are invincible; whoever they set their sights on must die.

And the fact that the Ancestor Dragon is about to be born on Long Dao is not a secret; at the very least, the many top sects of Chang Sheng Jie all know this news, and before long, they will take advantage of the short time the Forbidden Sea is open to send people into this region on a large scale.

The outstanding disciples of their sects will all engage in slaughter on this island, competing for the Dragon King.

When that time comes, self-preservation will be no small problem.

Little Li's Flying Dagger—once the blade is out, it never misses; the successor belonging solely to Little Li's Flying Dagger.

Between the faces of Buddha and demon, both righteous and evil, the descendant of the Evil King who masters the Undying Seal Technique, mysterious and unfathomable.

Shi Feixuan, with eyes like autumn water and bones of jade, the successor from the Cihang Jingzhai.

And even including that legendary figure, the Taiji Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, the successor of True Person Zhang...

Xiao Chen does not have much confidence in standing out from the competition among these figures and surviving under their hands.

After all, Xiao Chen clearly knows one thing: knowing the future does not mean he will have smooth sailing; even in the early stages, he is not the strongest on this island. In that ancient scroll called Chang Sheng Jie, he also experienced considerable setbacks before surviving on the island, and much of it was due to luck.

"My goal..."

Facing Zhang Xuan's inquiry, Xiao Chen was silent for a long time before saying: "My goal is to survive here, to survive in the future upheavals, and then do everything possible to change everything."

(End of chapter)