In the depths of the mountain range, on the altar.
Fang Chen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He could feel a scorching energy entering his body from the altar. At this moment, he was fusing with the last sliver of his heart, and was gradually completing it.
Golden light flickered where his heart was. When the last sliver of Sovereign's aura fused with the heart of the Sky Dragon Sovereign, his heart was considered to have completely fused.
At this moment, Fang Chen abruptly opened his eyes. He could feel the energy in his body vibrating. Over ninety strands of Ultimate Force were frantically revolving around his heart. It was as if his heart was the source of energy. He could clearly feel that his heart contained an extremely powerful True Dragon Force.
After all, the Sky Dragon Sovereign was once a Primal Chaos Sovereign. Even though he had fallen a long time ago, his heart still contained the pressure of a Sovereign. It resonated with the Sovereign's aura in the altar, allowing the Sky Dragon Sovereign's heart to completely fuse with Fang Chen's heart.
At this moment.
The toughest part of Fang Chen's body was his heart.
In other words, if he were to encounter a life or death crisis, as long as he hid his Yuan Spirit in his heart, he would be able to escape the calamity.
There was almost no one below the Sovereign realm that could injure his heart. Of course, he couldn't be careless because of this. After all, the world was vast and full of wonders. If he could cultivate the complete cultivation system of the ancient civilization, perhaps others could as well. If there was a cultivator of the same realm who cultivated the complete cultivation system of the ancient civilization, it might pose a threat to his heart.
Huff!
Fang Chen took a deep breath. His face was filled with uncontrollable excitement. The heart of the Sky Dragon Sovereign had finally completely fused with his heart. He didn't expect that those two fellows who had collected over thirty thousand types of blood would end up giving him a wedding dress. If it wasn't for the last sliver of Sovereign's aura in the altar, he didn't know when the sliver of Sovereign's aura in his heart would be completely fused.
He slowly got up and began to look around, seriously sizing up the altar.
This altar wasn't any different from an ordinary altar. But what really moved Fang Chen was that according to those two fellows, there was indeed Sovereign's aura in the altar, and it had already been sucked dry by him.
The question he was pondering now was whether this altar was personally created by a Sovereign, or had the Sovereign just been here and left behind a sliver of his aura?
Who was the Supreme Martial Artist that came here?
First of all, Fang Chen excluded the Demon Devouring Clan's Zhi Zun. After all, the Demon Devouring Clan and the creatures of the Chaos Realm were mortal enemies. Even a wisp of Zhi Zun's aura would repel the creatures of the Chaos Realm. It was impossible for them to absorb it so smoothly.
Secondly, he eliminated the possibility of it being a beast, as he could sense that the wisp of Nine Heavens Supreme's aura had perfectly merged with the heart of the Heavenly Dragon Supreme.
Everyone knew that the Heavenly Dragon Sovereign was from the Human Race, and there was always a certain difference between him and the Demon Race. The Sovereign's aura in the altar was definitely not left behind by the Demon Race's Sovereign.
"Could it be … the Autarch of the Primal Chaos Realm?"
Fang Chen frowned thoughtfully. Up until now, he had come into contact with far too many secrets. He even speculated that there were many invisible hands behind his back, such as the Grand Monarchs and the Primal Chaos Paragons, who everyone thought were dead.
Fang Chen had even guessed who Supreme Master Fu Jian was.
However, after so many years, there was no evidence to prove that Supreme Master Fu Jian was still alive.
Although the Origin World was the nest of the Demon Devouring Clan, there were still other clans that had spawned over the countless years. Many experts of the Chaos Realm had even infiltrated the Origin World.
Furthermore, the top experts of the Chaos Realm had once entered the Origin World to fight against the Demon Devouring Clan for the sake of the Chaos Realm's survival. That battle had been extremely tragic, with many casualties. Even the Demon Devouring Clan's chief had been severely injured, and had been in seclusion ever since.
Although he had come out of seclusion a few times later on, and created the legendary Battle of the Gods, extracting two-thirds of the Heavenly Dao's Origin from the Chaos Realm.
However, the injuries he had suffered back then had never healed.
After pondering for a long time, Fang Chen shook his head and said, "Forget it. Since I've already merged with the heart of the Heavenly Dragon Supreme, I'll explore it in the future."
It would be difficult to explore without any clues. Perhaps the truth would come to light when he stepped into the Primal Chaos Realm.
At this thought, Fang Chen bowed to the altar and thanked it, then quickly left.
However.
What he did not see was that not long after he left, an ancient sigh came from the altar, as if it had crossed the river of time.
This sigh contained very complex emotions.
After a long time.
The sigh disappeared, and the altar turned into ruins as if it had never existed.
Sha sha sha!
After the last sliver of the heart had merged, Fang Chen's combat strength soared again, and he had condensed ninety-nine strands of ultimate force. He only needed one more strand to step into the Eleventh Order Saint Realm.
However, he knew that this last strand was a bottleneck, and it would be difficult to break through in a short time.
After leaving the mountain range, he entered the territory of the scholar's faction.
Taixuan Sect.
The scholar's faction was called Taixuan Sect. It was not very famous in the Origin World, and few people knew about it. Fang Chen only knew about it from Jianghu's All-knowing Man.
Since ancient times, Taixuan Sect had been a subordinate faction of the Great Snow Mountain, and the scholar was the most outstanding genius of the Taixuan Sect's younger generation. He even had a chance to become a Supremacy.
All the resources of the Taixuan Sect were tilted toward him, and even the kill order given by the Great Snow Mountain was personally rewarded to the scholar by the Taixuan Hierophant.
Taixuan City was an indestructible city, and it was also one of the busiest cities in the barren land of the Origin World.
At this moment.
Inside Taixuan Sect, the hierophant sat on the bronze throne at the head of the table. Many elders stood on either side of him, and below him knelt a young man.
This man lowered his head and confessed.
"Hierophant, I know I was wrong."
The scholar apologized again and again in fear, and he promised that he would never do it again.
"You went too far in this matter." One of the elders shook his head. What was the kill order?
It was given by the Great Snow Mountain personally, and it was equivalent to a trump card.
As long as the kill order was used, the Great Snow Mountain would send experts to kill the person who received the kill order.
The Taixuan Hierophant gave the scholar the kill order so that he could use it at a critical moment, but he used it to save Helmet Tianhou.
"You used the kill order to save someone. How could you do that?"
Another elder said coldly. "You are the future hope of Taixuan Sect. How could you do such a stupid thing?"
The Taixuan Hierophant's dark eyes stared at the scholar.
No one knew what he was thinking. The scholar was scared out of his wits. He knew very well how cruel the Taixuan Hierophant was, and he was filled with regret. When he saw Helmet Tianhou being humiliated, he was hot-headed and used the kill order. Now that he thought about it, he really should not have done that.