Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

A piece of paper caused the entire city to boil. Everyone in the city went crazy for it.    

Many people even rushed to the location where the ancient tomb was suspected to be hidden according to the map drawn by the Treasure Map.    

However, besides sending people from the top powers in Imperial Capital, they also sent out a large number of experts to investigate the place and try to find the person who was auctioning the Treasure Map.    

They smelled a conspiracy, as if there was a dark hand behind the scenes that was pushing this to happen.    

As for the reason why this dark hand did this, it was worth pondering and considering.    

The winds and clouds in Imperial Capital were changing, and undercurrents were surging. However, the courtyard of Bie Qing was unusually quiet.    

Suen Zhiming and the others sat in the courtyard and quietly looked at the paper in their hands.    

"Do you think this is real?"    

Suen Zhiming gently placed the paper on the table and frowned.    

The Treasure Map that caused a bloody storm was everywhere in the city just like that. This made people doubt whether it was real or fake.    

"Who cares if it's real or fake? Anyway, I won't leave this place right now. I want to stay here and protect Big Brother Ao until he comes out of seclusion!"    

Mo Yiyun tossed the piece of paper in her hand onto the table without a care and looked worriedly at the tightly shut door.    

It had been a night, but there was still no movement in the room.    

If not for the fact that she could clearly feel Ao Lingchen's aura gradually becoming stronger, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and break into the room.    

"That's right, I'm not going anywhere!"    

Xia Jingxue also looked at the door with a worried expression and did not take another look at the paper in her hand.    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen's aura was getting stronger and stronger in the room. Not only had he recovered to his best condition, but he had also improved a little.    

Inside the Nine-floored Tower, Ao Lingchen's soul had already solidified to the point that it seemed as if he had a body of flesh and blood. He no longer felt any sense of emptiness.    

He sat quietly like a rock, absorbing the dense and pure divine energy around him. Ao Lingchen's mind was completely immersed in the joy of his Mental Energy constantly increasing.    

As more and more divine energy entered his body, Ao Lingchen's body emitted a trace of terrifying aura. This aura became denser and denser, and unknowingly, it had already reached the peak of late Martial Spirit. He was only a step away from the Peak of Martial Spirit.    

His spiritual energy had increased dramatically, and his Qi had changed. Although Ao Lingchen was still a long way away from breaking through to the Stage of Martial Sect, his Qi had changed dramatically.    

If the feeling he gave off in the past was that he was strong, then his current aura was like a drifting cloud of dust.    

Dense and pure energy continuously entered Ao Lingchen's body. Suddenly, his face moved, and his eyelids trembled slightly. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.    

"Peak of Martial Spirit, you can be considered to have reached a higher level than me. In the future, thank you for coming here to cultivate. It's only a matter of time before you step into the Grandmaster realm."    

Ao Lingchen felt the powerful soul power circulating in his body, and he muttered to himself in pleasant surprise.    

In just a short night, he had raised his spiritual force from zero to the Peak of Martial Spirit. If those who thought themselves to have extraordinary talent and cultivated his spiritual force were to know about this, they would probably vomit three jin of blood.    

Normally, the difficulty of cultivating one's spiritual force was several times greater than cultivating in the Martial Path. However, it was as easy as drinking water for Ao Lingchen to cultivate his spiritual force. In an instant, he had surpassed the efforts of others by several years, or even more than ten years.    

Of course, there were two main reasons why there was such a miraculous thing. One was that Ao Lingchen's cultivation in martial arts was extremely high, and he had an understanding of every realm. The second reason was that the divine energy here was too dense. It was too pure, and all he needed to do was absorb it crazily.    

"The mental energy of a Peak of Martial Spirit, even though it feels like I have been reborn. However... I'm afraid that when facing that old bastard Chen Yuanba, I will be able to fight him head on. It's still difficult to kill him." Ao Lingchen focused his mind to sense the vigorous spiritual energy in his body. He frowned slightly. “ If I were to face that Half Step Royal King from the Chen family, I would still be unable to resist him."    

A Martial Sect Stage and a Half Step Royal King, although there seemed to be only a slight gap between them, in reality, they were two completely different levels. Martial Sect Stage and Half Step Royal King are the same as a child and a young man who is about to become an adult. There is almost no comparison between the two. The Yuan Qi in the latter's body was not something the former could compare with.    

Furthermore, after taking that step after the Peak of Martial Sect Stage, an existence at the Half Step Royal King had a certain degree of sensitivity towards the so-called King Dao Concept. He also had a new understanding of the profound meaning of the heaven and earth. When he was killing his enemies, he had a new understanding of the profound meaning of the heaven and earth. They could no longer rely solely on the power within their bodies, and could even borrow the power of the world.    

This was the reason why Martial Sect Early Period warriors could challenge Peak of Martial Sect Stage warriors, but Peak of Martial Sect Stage warriors couldn't resist Half Step Royal King warriors at all.    

When he thought about the threat of that Half Step Royal King from the Chen family, Ao Lingchen felt a wave of pressure in his heart. He took a deep breath and looked at the surrounding energy, then closed his eyes and entered into a state of cultivation.    

Once again, he arrived at the Imperial Capital. Along with the appearance of the Treasure Map, a storm emerged. Ao Lingchen clearly felt that his strength was insufficient. He was facing an endless number of experts from the previous generation. He could no longer feel a sense of security. In this world where experts were as numerous as the clouds, only by constantly increasing his strength could he ensure his own safety.    

In the silent cultivation, time was like water, quietly flowing between his fingers.    

Unknowingly, three days had passed.    

The hurricane vortex that was surging within the Nine-floored Tower also became more and more intense.    

"It has been three days. Why hasn't Big Brother Ao come out yet?" Mo Yiyun frowned as she looked at the tightly shut door.    

Xia Jingxue, who was by the side, also frowned when she heard this. She hesitantly said, "I think Big Brother Ao should be cultivating inside."    

"It should be. His aura is stable and he seems to be rising."    

Mo Yiyun lightly tapped her chin and her white right hand rested on her right cheek. She looked very bored.    

"Someone is coming. What a powerful aura!"    

At this moment, Suen Zhiming's solemn voice sounded in everyone's ears. He stood up immediately and his eyes were filled with seriousness.    

"You have come with ill intentions!"    

Mo Yiyun and Xia Jingxue also held the red silk and Purple Whip in their hands at the same time. The expression on her pretty face was solemn and her eyes flickered with a cold light.    

"It's Chen Yuanba!"    

He quickly walked out of the courtyard and looked at the many figures walking over with killing intent. Suen Zhiming held the silver spear in his left hand and wore a black boxing glove in his right hand. His expression was slightly gloomy.    

Mo Yiyun and the others who followed behind him also had a serious look on their faces.    

Everyone knew very well that the Chen family had no good intentions in coming here this time. They were here to find trouble.    

Of course, unlike the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, Shang Yun was leisurely squatting at the door and teasing the puppy.    

"Third Master Chen, what are you doing?"    

Suen Zhiming looked at the approaching figure and spoke in a cold tone.    

At this moment, Chen Yuanba was leading the two elders of Chen family and a group of guards to the entrance of the courtyard.    

Since he didn't come with good intentions, there was no need for him to give face to the other party.    

"Where is Ao Lingchen? Ask him to come out!"    

Chen Yuanba clenched his fist tightly, and a crisp sound echoed in his palm.    

"He's not here!"    

Liu Mei raised her eyebrows. The red silk in Mo Yiyun's hand quickly wrapped around her spear and pointed in front of her.    

If she wanted to deal with Big Brother Ao, she had to use her corpse to step on him.    

"Good, very good!"    

Looking at the actions of the people in front of him, Chen Yuanba sneered coldly. A pair of sharp claws appeared in his hands.    

"Since that's the case, I'll get rid of you all first!"    

The sharp claw light suddenly appeared, and a sharp wind instantly rushed out.