Published: January 1, 2025
Qin Chen raised his hand, and the token instantly fell into his palm. He began to study the token, which was glowing and emanating a vast aura, as if it communicated with the secrets of heaven and earth. On this token, two indistinct characters actually appeared.
"Heavenly Secret!"
At that moment, Qin Chen felt a tremor in his mind; the mysterious ancient book that had been hidden deep within his soul seemed to be stirred and trembled slightly.
"This token can actually evoke the mysterious ancient book!" Qin Chen was taken aback. The mysterious ancient book was one of the greatest secrets of his rebirth, and he had always been curious about its origins. It even evolved into treasures like the Origin Book. But now, this token engraved with the characters "Heavenly Secret" could resonate with the mysterious ancient book. What connection could there be?
Qin Chen carefully studied the token, feeling that it contained extraordinary secrets. If he could thoroughly understand it, he might glean a trace of the mysterious ancient book's secrets. The token was very smooth and translucent, and its material was indiscernible. At this moment, it was glowing gently, giving Qin Chen a feeling of harmony with the heavens. In his mind, it seemed he could see some shadows, which were very vague but intertwined with his fate.
On the token, intricate patterns appeared and transformed, but there was no special response. No matter how much energy Qin Chen infused, it remained unmoved, only glowing faintly, leaving him utterly perplexed.
While Qin Chen was examining the token, a figure exuding a terrifying aura emerged from the void, swiftly entering the domain of Ghost Jian Chou and finally arriving above the Ghost River.
"This is the place."
These individuals were radiating a vast power of fate; they were none other than Zhuge Rulong and his ancestors.
"I can feel it, Tu Yang and the others fell here." Zhuge Rulong said solemnly, his gaze directed at the extremely chaotic Ghost River from the earlier battle. Behind him, Zhuge Yao and the others also showed signs of shock in their eyes.
Zhuge Tu Yang, the Grand Elder, had fallen here?
Swish, swish, swish!
They quickly swept into the Ghost River. Buzz! Strong powers of fate radiated outward, capturing everything around them. However, the aura here had almost completely vanished, and they could not capture any trace.
"Ancestor, this place has been cleared, and it was done very thoroughly. There are no clues left." Zhuge Yao reported, trying to use the power of fate but failing to find any leads.
"Let me handle it." Zhuge Rulong snorted coldly. He raised his hand, and immediately, a wheel of fate appeared in his palm. A terrifying light of fate shone from his eyes, with the Yin-Yang Sharingan swirling within.
Even though Xiao Yi and Xiao Huo had absorbed all the auras here, no matter how much they absorbed, they could not eliminate fate. Soon, strands of fate began to be captured by Zhuge Rulong.
"Hmph, I've captured it. I'll see who dares to kill someone from the Zhuge family." Zhuge Rulong coldly snorted, opening his eyes. The Yin-Yang Sharingan spun wildly as he delved into the river of fate, trying to glimpse Zhuge Tu Yang's destiny and observe what had transpired here.
Just as he was about to capture the secrets within the river of fate, suddenly...
Pfft!
As Zhuge Rulong was crazily activating the fate technique and widening his fate Sharingan to capture and calculate, he suddenly coughed out a mouthful of crimson blood, followed by a series of blood coughs.
"Ancestor, what’s wrong?" The surrounding people were shocked, as they saw Zhuge Rulong's eyes bleeding, and the situation looked extremely serious.
What happened? He was merely calculating the master who killed Grand Elder Zhuge Tu Yang, why was there such backlash?
At this moment, Zhuge Rulong appeared very disheveled. He opened his mouth, gasping for breath, wanting to say something, but he could not utter a word, instead letting out a silent, painful scream.