In the Wasteland, setting up a monument to determine the territory was a rule that had been passed down since ancient times. Xiao Chen had led the Ancient Yuan Tribe to slaughter the Demon Race and recover the Human World that the Demon Race had stolen. Of course, the Ancient Yuan Tribe had taken this piece of wasteland as their own.
On the ancient mountain at the periphery of the mountain range, he had integrated his own martial comprehension into the clan monument.
Due to a fortuitous encounter, Xiao Chen had comprehended the state of massacre. Now, his state of massacre had reached a higher level, reaching Small Perfection. Now that he had truly come into contact with this state, it was no longer like looking at flowers through a fog.
Intents could be divided into three levels: Initial Success, Great Success, and Perfection!
Xiao Chen's state of Small Perfection allowed him to move as he pleased. He could infuse it into his every move and every move. This was why he had the opportunity to infuse the state of massacre that he comprehended into the boundary mark. This was to intimidate some experts, to make them retreat in the face of difficulty, to avoid some unnecessary trouble.
Not only that, but after coming to the ancient city of the Human Race and establishing a new city, Xiao Chen used a secret technique to extract a trace of the Fate Dragon that had been left behind in the ancient city of the Human Race from 10,000 years ago and integrated it into the four ancient seal characters.
Originally, the Fallen Dragon Ancient City had been prosperous for tens of thousands of years. The mountains and veins of the land within a radius of thousands of miles had been nourished by the boundless Fate Dragon and integrated it into one. Although the ancient city had been reduced to ruins and the Fate Dragon had been scattered, the mountains and veins of the land had been reduced to the mundane world again. However, they had once been nourished by a large amount of Fate Dragon, so there was still a trace of connection between them.
This was also why Xiao Chen could know that someone had touched the clan monument mark that he had carved on the ancient mountain from thousands of miles away.
The dao of fate was illusory, but it was even more mysterious. This ancient mountain range had been nurtured and nourished by fate, and it could be said to be indescribably precious. Even though it was in ruins now, it was still an excellent place in the Great Wilderness. Even a high-ranked combat division would be inferior to it.
Not only that, but Xiao Chen's roar in the tribe was also transmitted out through the illusory Fate.
At this moment, he wanted to see exactly what kind of person could actually activate the Slaughter Intent in the four ancient seal characters he had left in the Gu Yuan Tribe.
In front of the ancient mountain …
Buzz!
The warrior with the broken copper sword on his back seemed to have retracted his sharp aura. At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and the copper sword on his back was constantly trembling, emitting a buzzing sound.
"Supreme Slaughter Intent!"
The cultivator with the sword on his back felt shocked. When he felt the pure killing intent that the four large ancient characters gave off, he immediately understood.
The state of massacre contained in this ancient seal had to have been left behind by a cultivator who had comprehended a state to the next level. For the past few decades, that person had been devoted to the sword, wanting to comprehend a state and give life to the sword in his hand. However, he had not been able to do so.
The profoundness of a state was hard to find. In the entire Fallen Dragon Ridge for thousands of years, there had been no news of a warrior who had comprehended a state to the next level. It seemed that the cultivation of states in the entire Fallen Dragon Ridge had become incomplete.
"Kill!"
At this moment, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in the blood-red world where the warrior with the sword on his back was. This figure held a huge spear in his hand. There were black threads entwined around the spear, and it was filled with killing intent. A will that seemed to pass through the boundless wilderness locked the warrior in place. It seemed that even if he used all his strength, he would not be able to move at all.
Suddenly, this blurry figure looked towards him. Although his facial features were blurry, he could still feel the murderous intent from this figure. This was a kind of murderous intent that seeped into the depths of his soul.
Boom!
The long spear pierced through the cultivator. The killing Qi seemed boundless as it pierced towards him. It looked like it was going to pierce a huge bloody hole in his body.
On a huge rock a thousand meters away from this ancient mountain, the golden wings of the Pegasus slowly descended. A look of doubt flashed in its huge golden eyes, and golden flames continuously came out of its nostrils. It did not know why Xiao Chen had stopped it from burning the cultivator with the broken copper sword to ashes.
Xiao Chen looked at the cultivator in front of him who activated the state of massacre in the ancient characters he left behind. However, he did not make a move. He could tell that the sharpness of this cultivator's sword Qi seemed to be on the verge of breaking out of its cocoon. However, it seemed like it was still lacking some degree of maturity. In the end, it could not enter the threshold.
Furthermore, this cultivator was very smart. It seemed like he was using the state of massacre to verify the state he had comprehended. "Weng! Weng!
Weng! "
The sound of the broken copper sword on the cultivator's back grew louder. The sword trembled as though it was about to break out of its scabbard.
This cultivator's entire body seemed to have sunk into a great crisis. He had placed himself in a hopeless situation. Of course, Xiao Chen could tell that this cultivator before him was a peak Blood Refinement cultivator. The Massacre Origin Qi that Xiao Chen had left behind was merely a trace. It was like water without a source. If this cultivator burst out with his strength, he would be able to break out easily.
However, this cultivator withdrew his Battle Qi and only used the faint trace of his state to block the attack. He continued to comprehend the mysteries contained in the trace of the state of massacre.
The space around him seemed to freeze. The air also turned viscous. Even the fine dust particles were squeezed together. Suddenly, a fluctuation of the state of massacre was emitted from his body.
The cultivator before him had actually comprehended the state of massacre as well!
However, it was different from the state of massacre that Xiao Chen had comprehended. The state of massacre that Xiao Chen had left behind was merely a primer for this cultivator. The state of massacre was ethereal. A thousand people had a thousand different comprehensions of the same state. Hence, the same state would be slightly different for different cultivators.
"Clang!"
The broken copper sword shot out. The sword hummed as it floated above the cultivator's head. The tip of the sword pointed straight ahead.
"Kill!"
There was a loud roar and the cultivator's originally tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. A sword light without the support of Battle Qi shot out. A formless fluctuation erupted from the copper sword.
The originally frozen air was split apart at this moment. However, this newly formed state was not weak at all. Finally, when it was three meters away from the cultivator, it slowly dissipated. The original state of massacre also disappeared like bubbles.
The scarlet space in the cultivator's eyes also shattered. When he opened his eyes again, he saw an ancient mountain that was thousands of meters tall. It was like a sharp sword piercing through the heavens. There were also four ancient wooden characters that were several hundred meters tall on the ancient mountain.
At this moment, before the cultivator could even let out a breath of impure Qi, a vigorous voice rang out in his ears.
"Congratulations on comprehending the supreme state of massacre!"