After the two calamities was the so-called divine realm, which was also the end of the path of cultivation.
It could be said that everyone who was close to the two Retribution Realms was aiming to become an Eternal God. Of course, even the Eternal God Realm wasn't sure if there were any Eternal God Realms.
Countless people in the Draconic Rite Continent rushed into the calamities. What awaited them was undoubtedly death brought about by the 18 calamities. No one was an exception. The only difference was the time of death. If you didn't die in one thousand years, you would die in the next.
After reaching the two most terrifying calamities, it could be said that most people didn't die in battle, but were killed by the 18 terrifying calamities.
Immortality, it could be said, would always be a dream.
Unless they became like the City Lord of the Wronged, a creature that was neither human nor ghost.
The people gathered in the Eternal God Realm were all lunatics. They all challenged the heavenly dao for the dream of eternal life.
In this vast world, there were such strict rules.
Long Chen's heart was calm, and he didn't let the expansion of his worldview affect him. Instead, he put aside his desire to pursue eternal life and Long Qinglan, and focused on the mysterious City Lord of the Tragic Death, who was from the Eternal Life God Domain.
At the same time, Long Chen was also paying attention to the gray slaughter in his hand. The Sword of Death, the Sword of Devouring.
This was the most terrifying weapon Long Chen had ever seen.
The Scarlet Blood Skybreak was the horn of a divine dragon. However, divine dragons had been dead for billions of years. Apart from their sharpness, they definitely couldn't compare to the terrifying power contained in dao treasures, especially the God Slaying Sword in his hand.
Of course, the current God Slaying Sword was far inferior to the Dragon Slaying Sword.
"Let him drink blood," the City Lord of the Wronged suddenly said with a smile after talking about the Eternal God Realm.
"Mm." Long Chen was a little puzzled.
The City Lord of the Wronged made a gesture of cutting his arm.
Bind with blood.
This was the most ancient method. Ordinary dao treasures needed the power of nirvana to occupy the artifact spirit's formation diagram.
"This treasure isn't just a dao treasure." The City Lord of the Wronged stared blankly at Long Chen.
"Alright."
Long Chen threw caution to the wind. Under the oppression of the City Lord of the Wronged, he had no choice but to obey. Long Chen believed that if the City Lord of the Wronged wanted to kill him, it would be very simple.
He took out the gray longsword and lightly cut his arm.
The blood immediately surged into the gray divine sword. It was as if the God Slaying Sword had grown a mouth and was devouring the blood crazily. Long Chen quickly moved his arm away. He was the King of Blood and the God Slaying Sword could not compete with him. However, in order to avoid arousing the City Lord of the Wronged's suspicions, Long Chen had to pretend to be weak.
"Your situation is still okay. Back then, a quarter of my blood was sucked out." The City Lord of the Wronged chuckled. After a pause, he continued, "As expected of a dragon warrior."
Long Chen knew that the City Lord of the Wronged knew his identity.
At this moment, he was focused on the changes of the God Slaying Sword. After devouring Long Chen's dragon blood, the God Slaying Sword trembled violently. A bright line of blood ran from the tip to the center of the blade and extended to the hilt. This line of blood on the gray blade was extremely eye-catching.
"It's done. It's alive. From today onwards, you are its master." The City Lord of the Wronged laughed heartily.
Long Chen was still focused on the changes of the God Slaying Sword. He could not understand this sword. When other dao treasures truly acknowledged him as their master, he would feel that he could control them. However, this God Slaying Sword was a little different. He could feel that it seemed to be under his control, but Long Chen could not communicate with it.
Dao treasures were alive. Long Chen could communicate with them.
However, this God Slaying Sword was only born to kill. It had no life.
Holding the grey, rusty hilt in his hand, Long Chen was infected by the God Slaying Sword. His heart gradually burned with passion. Just as the City Lord of the Wronged had said, this was really a heaven-defying sword.
"This is the first time we've met. Aren't you going to give it some snacks?" The City Lord of the Wronged laughed.
"What?" Long Chen asked again, confused.
"The weapon you used before. Take it out," the City Lord of the Wronged said.
Long Chen understood. The Dragon Slaying Sword was a dao treasure with two Dao patterns. Long Chen did not want to part with it. After all, it was not his. He threw the Dragon Slaying Sword into the City Lord of the Wronged's hands.
"Come." The City Lord of the Wronged held the longsword, and the Dragon Slaying Sword glowed with yellow light.
Without saying a word, Long Chen held the God Slaying Sword in his hand and slashed towards his opponent. At that moment, he truly felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, but a terrifying devouring beast. At this moment, it was extremely hungry. Its hideous mouth pounced towards the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Clang.
The two swords clashed together.
Long Chen was sent flying.
"Again," the City Lord of the Wronged said, smiling.
Long Chen's heart was filled with ruthlessness. The grey longsword in his hand kept on changing positions. Death Qi surged. Every time it clashed with the Dragon Slaying Sword, this grey longsword felt as though it was tearing a piece of flesh from its opponent's body and chewing on it happily.
As they fought, the glow of the Dragon Slaying Sword in the City Lord of the Wronged's hands grew dimmer and dimmer.
Break.
Clang.
On the 51st clash, the Dragon Slaying Sword became dim, and with a crack, it broke.
As for the God Slaying Sword in Long Chen's hands, it was as if it had eaten its fill. The sword did not change at all, but Long Chen still felt that it had woken up, and had grown a little. One day, it would grow crazily.
"Just this sword alone is not enough for it to condense a Dao pattern. Not only does it need to destroy dao treasures, it also needs to devour the essence of flesh and blood, and tear apart the God Martial Soul. Only then will it truly advance. So in the future, it will depend on you to take care of it." The City Lord of the Wronged threw the hilt of the Dragon Slaying Sword on the ground.
This sword, the famous sword of the Spirit Imperial Palace, had disappeared with the dynasty in this mysterious ghost city.
Swoosh.
The gray God Slaying Sword shrunk, and actually turned into a gray ear stud, nailed into Long Chen's right ear.
Back then, Lingxi's sword was a black ear stud, and it was nailed into Long Chen's left ear …
Long Chen was shocked, and then he slowly calmed down. With his Ancestral Dragon Blood's divine might, he was not assured that he could not deal with this mischievous God Slaying Sword. It was just that it was not suitable in front of the City Lord of the Wronged.
"Within the God Slaying Sword, there is the heaven-defying connate dao technique 'God Slaying Art'. Whether you can comprehend it in the end will depend on your own ability. Your Massacre Dao, together with this God Slaying Art, is just right."
The City Lord of the Wronged sized up Long Chen as if he was sizing up his own disciple, and asked, "Are you satisfied with my gift?"
Of course, Long Chen said he was satisfied.
The City Lord of the Wronged laughed heartily, "Good, very good. There is not much time left, looks like I have to send you off."
But Long Chen was very anxious. This damned Kitten was studying the pattern, and had not figured it out yet. Long Chen could only remember the pattern, but he knew that if he left this time, he probably would not have another chance.
"Are you leaving now? It is rare to see you, senior, and I still have many questions that I would like to consult with you," Long Chen said to stall for time.
"Oh, you are not afraid of me," the City Lord of the Wronged said in surprise.
Long Chen began to talk nonsense with him, picking out some questions from time to time. After asking for a full hour, he was so anxious that he was breaking out in a cold sweat. Finally, Kitten shouted, "I understand, this is a map, and the map says that it is really the Inheritance Blood of the Void Universe Dragon, but it is not in the Eternal Hell, but in … the Chaotic Kingdom of God."
It really was the Inheritance Blood.
At first, Long Chen did not have much hope, thinking that it could not be the Inheritance Blood of the Void Universe Dragon. After all, it was too precious. Unexpectedly, Kitten was sure that it was the Inheritance Blood.
But the location was very awkward. It was in the largest ancient relic controlled by the Demon Dragon Hall, in the Chaotic Kingdom of God.
And that pattern was the map of the location of the Inheritance Blood.
With this answer, Long Chen did not need to stay here any longer. He carefully hid his excitement and began to bid farewell to the City Lord of the Wronged.
"Mm, there is not much time left. I will send you off."
The City Lord of the Wronged gladly accepted. When he was with Long Chen, he was like an elder who did not have any temper, and who loved talent.
Leading Long Chen, the City Lord of the Wronged came to the corner tower. Looking up, there was actually a sky here. There was no gravity, and there were no clouds to block one's vision.
"From here, you can find the entrance to the City of the Wronged," said the City Lord of the Wronged.
Long Chen didn't speak any further. He bid his farewells and rapidly vanished into the clouds, leaving the City of the Wronged. Half a day after he left, the white jade skeleton began to laugh. This laughter was completely different from before, as if it were a completely different person.
"Take good care of it. Also, hide my daoist seal well. The day I return will be the day you die. The Eternal God Domain's pinnacle God-Slaying Sword isn't something a little baby like you can possess."
With that, he trembled as he returned to his throne, the ten ghost kings by his side.
The City Lord of the Wronged waved his hand, and the ground in front of him was a mess. Countless black bones began to gather together, forming a black skeleton.
"It's been hard on you, my eleventh ghost king. Starting today, you will go to the nine ruins and bring my corpse back to me. It took me a hundred and ten thousand years to create the eleven of you. Just wait until my body is reformed, and then I... will return to the three emperors' domains and return to the Eternal God Domain. I'm going to avenge the enmity of all those years ago. Even if they're dead, I'm going to wipe out their descendants, and wipe out everything they have."
In the empty castle, his ferocious laughter rang out.
The laughter stopped as he suddenly remembered something, and he appeared on the rooftop, next to the design. He reached out, trembling, and touched the design. His empty eye sockets shone with white light.
"That young man definitely knows what this design means. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken so long. He definitely knows....
"Just who is it that has the ability to carve something like this into my territory? Just who is it...."
At this time, Long Chen was rushing out of the skull's mouth. The City of the Wronged quickly dissipated behind him, disappearing into the clouds, never to be seen again.
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