Free Web NovelChapter 1944: Chapter 1944: Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, Teleportation Failure
The bizarre scene left Sikong Jing and the Qianyuan War Emperor both stunned.
Then, from the pitch-black bead, came the voice of Qian Wumie, whose consciousness should have been scattered.
"I am immortal..."
"Haha, the ’Divine Martial Shadow Pearl’ that I infused with the Spiritual Shadow in my early years actually exists."
"The Divine Martial Shadow Pearl is said to be indestructible even by a Divine Martial Stage master."
"Legend has it that the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl must be activated before the complete annihilation of the Spiritual Shadow, rebuilding in destruction, and it can supposedly reshape Spiritual Shadow Power, allowing me to directly break through from the Holy Martial Stage to the Divine Martial Stage realm."
As Qian Wumie spoke, Sikong Jing widened his eyes slightly.
Within Qian Wumie’s Spiritual Shadow, there was such a terrifying and bizarre treasure hidden, and it could help him build anew after destruction?
More terrifyingly, the Spiritual Shadow could go straight from Holy Martial to Divine Martial?
If his body could be resurrected, he would directly become a strong person in the Divine Martial Stage.
"In the past, I didn’t dare to try rashly, didn’t expect a blessing in disguise now."
"Little one, if you dare, carry the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl with you, and then go to Canghai Wujiang to find a way to destroy me."
"You better hurry up, or I might be out in ten years."
The voice ended there, and the dark bead ceased to flicker, gently falling to the ground.
On the surface, it looked no different from an ordinary bead.
Sikong Jing slightly opened his mouth in disbelief, staring at this so-called Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, speechless for a moment.
This Qian Wumie, why is he so difficult to deal with?
Right at this moment, the Qianyuan War Emperor suddenly erupted and roared: "I don’t believe it."
Then... boom boom boom!
He frantically attacked the so-called Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, yet what Qian Wumie said seemed to be true; no matter how crazily the Qianyuan War Emperor attacked, the bead remained unscathed and unbroken.
Not even a scratch appeared on the surface...
Meanwhile, in Sikong Jing’s mind, the voice of the Black Prison Devouring Sky Tiger suddenly echoed, "Tell the Battle Puppet to stop trying, this Divine Martial Shadow Pearl is real; it carries the aura of the Flame Prison Emperor of the Five Heavenly Emperors."
When the voice fell, Sikong Jing was shocked all over.
Could it be that this was also something refined by one of the Five Heavenly Emperors?
Next, more and more Fierce Beasts and Divine Beasts made sounds...
Confirming that this bead was indeed a product of the Flame Prison Emperor, but it should have been refined before he became the emperor, not a trap for him, the new Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Hearing this, Sikong Jing’s eyes turned icy, and he asked again: "Can I throw it into the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison for you to destroy?"
After asking this, Sikong Jing already knew the answer, it was not to be trifled with.
Even though it was refined before the Flame Prison Emperor became an emperor, it might still carry his mark.
If the Fierce Beasts and Divine Beasts were to destroy it, they might be sensed by it, and in the end, apart from keeping it by his side, there seemed to be no other way but to really head to Canghai Wujiang to find a way to destroy it.
Or...
Before Qian Wumie truly reaches the Divine Martial Stage and breaks the bead, he must reach the Divine Martial Stage first.
Time passed by in an instant...
The Qianyuan War Emperor finally stopped and gave up, staring blankly at Sikong Jing and saying painfully: "Why, why does such an evil person always have such opportunities and survive time and again?"
Even though now he only had the War Puppet Body left, he still roared with reluctance, feeling it was so unfair.
And Sikong Jing could only take a deep breath and gently comfort him.
And expressed the idea of taking this Divine Martial Shadow Pearl with him...
In the end, he said heavily: "Now there are only two ways left, either go to Canghai Wujiang, or I reach the Divine Martial Stage faster than Qian Wumie, considering he would take more than ten years to come out."
In fact, Sikong Jing had some doubts about the ten-year timeframe; Qian Wumie might not be telling the truth.
He might be able to come out in a few years, but for now, he chose not to speculate and didn’t want the Qianyuan War Emperor’s emotions to collapse too much.
Qianyuan War Emperor stared blankly at the determined expression of Sikong Jing, and in the end, could only sigh and nod painfully.
"Then... I leave it to you."
"Even if you can’t destroy it, take it to some deadly desolate land in Canghai Wujiang and throw the bead down."
The consciousness of the Qianyuan War Emperor had less than a day left before it would completely vanish, so he could only entrust it to Sikong Jing.
Apart from Canghai Wujiang, the land beneath their feet absolutely had no desolate land that could trap a Divine Martial Stage being.
In other words...
When Sikong Jing held the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, he was destined to head to Canghai Wujiang.
Similarly, it was extremely difficult to reach the Divine Martial Stage on the Central Plains, even if he, as the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, could achieve it, it certainly wouldn’t be fast enough, and in the Qianyuan War Emperor’s heart, the possibility of Sikong Jing reaching the Divine Martial Stage in this lifetime was almost absent.
Thus, Sikong Jing agreed heavily and then put away the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl.
The surroundings returned to silence once more...
But Sikong Jing immediately said: "Senior War Emperor, although Qian Wumie is not dead yet, his Holy Artifact has already been cut off from him, please activate the Holy Artifact immediately to take me back to Willow Leaf City..."
Although Qian Wumie posed a great threat, that was a matter for an unknown future, and the present must be dealt with now.
Just as Sikong Jing said, when Qian Wumie entered the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, the Space Holy Key inexplicably became unowned, likely the Holy Artifact judged Qian Wumie as dead...
It was probably some function of the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, which Sikong Jing didn’t bother to investigate.
Upon hearing these words, the Qianyuan War Emperor adjusted his mood a bit and responded heavily: "Alright."
Having said that, he took over the Space Holy Key from Sikong Jing’s hand and gradually began to recall, only after another moment did he lightly say: "Ready, let’s begin the teleportation..."
Buzz...
The white, radiant power emerged from the Space Holy Key, and then Sikong Jing and the Qianyuan War Emperor disappeared from their original place.
Yet when they reappeared, they were dumbfounded, or rather Sikong Jing was dumbstruck on the spot.
They had appeared around the ruins of the Willow Leaf Holy Tomb, meaning, they were even further from Willow Leaf City.
The War Origin Emperor opened his mouth, then smiled bitterly: "Although the teleportation was successful, the direction was wrong, and the distance wasn’t far enough."
Subsequently, the War Origin Emperor continued to attempt...
As he said, three thousand years ago, Qian Wumie had only used it once, and didn’t teach him all the methods of use, so he had no other way but to try everything now.
Several times all ended in failure, even resulting in situations where teleportation didn’t occur.
In the end, Sikong Jing could only let the Qianyuan War Emperor share the method of use with him, and they both, along with a War Puppet, tried frantically.
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In the forest outside Willow Leaf City...
The three commanders Murong Jianyun, Ye Wuzhi, and Shi Douxing led their troops to fiercely hunt down the soldiers of Imperial Dragon Mountain, as if cornering them with no escape, the killing sounds roared.
The soldiers of Imperial Dragon Mountain kept retreating, lacking any battle intent.
Feng Leibao, Pei Chang, Chang Sanghuang, and Hei Nian Ancestor, among others, frantically controlled arrays, yet fear was evident on their faces.
The heavily injured and half-crippled Pei Yupo’s face was pale as snow, depressed to the point of explosion.
