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Chapter 156: The Battle of the Two Foxes
"Thank you, I will remember that. If I am not mistaken, Silver Moon is my daughter," said the Red Gold Dragon.
"That's right," Yang Chen nodded in response. The Red Gold Dragon glanced at Silver Moon and then quickly departed.
"Sigh, it's better to stay away from the chaos of the martial world," Yang Chen remarked. The battle in the Sky was becoming increasingly intense, reaching a boiling point. However, no matter what, Fan Yingtian was still a generation below Chitianba, with slightly insufficient cultivation.
"Chitianba, you are forcing me!" Fan Yingtian shouted angrily, then retreated a hundred meters, standing atop the palace while continuously forming hand seals.
"Such a familiar technique, it resembles Taoist hand seals," Yang Chen muttered to himself.
"Using the energy of the world as a guide, rise!" Fan Yingtian roared, and then the Sky erupted with brilliant golden light. A golden small tower emerged from deep within the palace, growing larger and larger.
"The national protective artifact of the Jia Shi Dynasty, the Skybreaking Tower?"
"Fan Yingtian has been forced to use a sacred artifact!"
"Ding! Detected Ancient Ten Divine Artifacts - Haotian Tower!"
"What? The Haotian Tower from my previous life?" Yang Chen immediately jumped up, roaring in anger. The Sky and Chitianba were struck by the Haotian Tower, and the system once again chimed:
"Ding! With the blood of Yan Huang, you can subdue the Yan Huang artifact!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier! Demon God, unleash your power!" Yang Chen shouted angrily, then appeared atop the Haotian Tower. Blood poured from his left hand without restraint, and then... there was nothing more.
“Demon God Flash of Wind and Thunder!” Yang Chen returned to his original position in just a breath's time. Looking at Fan Yingtian, who was preparing to continue the pursuit of Haotian Tower and Chitianba, Yang Chen smiled and said, “Fan Yingtian, let me teach you how to use Haotian Tower!” Yang Chen stretched out his hand and softly said, “Come back!” Immediately, Haotian Tower shrank from its original height of several dozen meters to a small half-meter size, resting on Yang Chen's right hand.
“Relying on a sacred artifact, what does that count for?” Yang Chen mocked.
“You, you actually managed to subdue Skybreaking Tower?” Fan Yingtian said angrily.
“Skybreaking Tower? This is Haotian Tower! If you don’t understand, don’t pretend to know! If you can’t use it, don’t force it!” Yang Chen said while stroking the body of Haotian Tower.
“Ding! Congratulations player for retrieving an Ancient Ten Divine Artifacts, mission activated: Ancient Inheritance!”
“Ancient Inheritance: Retrieve ten lost Ancient Divine Artifacts from the Eastern Continent! They are the Xuanyuan Sword, Pangu Axe, Fuxi Qin, Divine Dragon Cauldron, Refining Demon Pot, Kongtong Seal, Nüwa Stone, Kunlun Realm, Donghuang Bell, and Haotian Tower!”
“You.” Fan Yingtian stammered.
“Alright, Fan Yingtian, you are the father of the Red Dragon. I won’t kill you; you can leave now.” Yang Chen said indifferently, feeling like a hero who had been outsmarted.
“Where can I go?” Fan Yingtian inadvertently stopped referring to him as “Your Majesty.”
“The world is vast, yet you have nowhere to go!” Yang Chen shook his head slightly and said with a sigh.
“I have nowhere to go! I lost; I lost completely. I actually have nothing left!! Ha ha Ha ha, so this is life!” Fan Yingtian laughed wildly, feeling somewhat like a hero at the end of his road.
“Ha ha, since there is no place for me in this world, then I shall die by my own hand!” Fan Yingtian laughed maniacally and raised his sword to stab himself.
“Don’t!” A man in a black robe rushed towards Fan Yingtian and knocked the long sword from his hand to the ground.
"Didn’t see it coming, this guy in the black robe is actually a Nine Star Fighting Saint!" Yang Chen said with a slight smile.
"Shadow, we have nothing left," Fan Ying Tian said bitterly. "And there is no place for me in this world anymore!"
"There is none in this world, but there are in other worlds," the Shadow replied.
"You mean..." Fan Ying Tian's eyes lit up as he spoke.
"Exactly."
"In that case, once we go, we will have nothing left!" Fan Ying Tian said.
"Dead? You still have nothing. If we go, at least we can start anew and reign in the Otherworld!" the Shadow said.
"Alright, then I shall go!" Fan Ying Tian's eyes brightened as he spoke.
"Please allow me to accompany Your Majesty," the Shadow requested.
"Why do you want to go? With your strength as a Nine Star Fighting Saint, you could easily reign in this world!" Fan Ying Tian said.
"Wherever Your Majesty goes, I shall follow!" the Shadow replied respectfully.
"Very well, then let us go together!" Fan Ying Tian said, and then took out a silver scroll from his Storage Ring and tore it apart.
"Have these two lost their minds? Going to the Otherworld?"
"It seems they have gone mad."
"A once-great hero, reduced to such a fate, sigh."
"The vast Jia Shi Dynasty, sigh," the crowd lamented. In the sky, a huge black hole appeared, and soon, a teleportation array with a diameter of about three meters appeared beneath Fan Ying Tian's feet, where the shadow of Fan Ying Tian was standing.
"Is there really an Otherworld?"
"Impossible! Which teleportation array can reach the Western Continent at most?"
"The West? Perhaps it's an unknown continent..."
"Who? Who dares to use a dimensional teleportation scroll!"
"How despicable! To use it while we are weakened; otherwise, I would definitely make you stay!"
"Your Majesty! Long live the boss! Long live the boss!" the shadow shouted loudly.
"At ease!"
"Thank you, Long live the boss!" Then, the teleportation array beneath the two of them flickered with dazzling light, and Fan Ying Tian and the other person vanished in an instant, while the black hole in the sky gradually healed.
"Have they really left?"
"Where could they be going?"
"Who knows." Yang Chen looked at this scene, feeling a slight emotion in his heart, and the two words 'transmigration' surged in his mind.
"Sixteen years from now is the day the Relic will be opened, but we must not have any more accidents."
"The opening of the Interdimensional Black Hole has certainly suppressed the Relic. What will happen sixteen years from now, no one can predict."
"Sigh, I hope everything goes smoothly; otherwise, you and I will have to bear the wrath of the Upper Realm."
"Interdimensional? I hope you can cross over safely. Starting from scratch, I wish you success!" Yang Chen said, "I will take good care of the Crimson Dragon for you."
"Now, I declare that the wedding will continue and the banquet will begin!" Yang Chen roared. A banquet? The newlyweds hadn't even paid their respects yet, and they were starting the banquet directly? But at this moment, no one said anything; they just symbolically took a couple of sips of wine and left. Damn it, with thirty Saints of Combat present, who still had the mood to drink here? However, after today, the world would know Yang Chen!
Half a day later, the Crimson Dragon slowly woke up, looking blankly at Yang Chen.
"You’re awake."
"Who are you?"
"I am your brother."
"Are you still my brother?" The Crimson Dragon said angrily, "You caused my family to be destroyed, killed my royal brother, and orchestrated a plot that led to my Grandfather and my father killing each other. You say you are my brother?"
"I know this time it was a bit extreme. But as an upper-class individual, if you don't act ruthlessly, how can you achieve great things? Your father has gone to another realm. If you work hard, you might see him again. Your Grandfather was injured by Haotian Tower; his soul is damaged and he is now mad. Your Chi Family has all retreated because they can no longer face you." Yang Chen explained everything clearly.
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