Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

It now seemed that Luoxia’s words had held a hidden meaning.

She must have long known the secret of the Creation Holy Fire, which was why she’d arranged for Ye Chen to be swept away by the spatial turbulence to the Black Triangle Zone.

With Luoxia’s Divine Techniques, it shouldn’t have been difficult.

She had most likely carved a spatial imprint in the area of the Vermilion Bird Tribe long ago.

After being enveloped by the power of the Jade Seal, Ye Chen lost consciousness. He was carried along by the currents, pushed by the spatial turbulence all the way to the spatial imprint’s location, where he landed right outside the Vermilion Bird Tribe’s gates.

Of course, while Luoxia seemed to be guiding Ye Chen to this opportunity related to the Creation Holy Fire, the journey had been fraught with dangers—a truly harrowing experience.

For example, if the first to find Ye Chen hadn’t been Lin Qiyun, but a foraging demonic beast, he would have been devoured on the spot!

Or, if Lin Ruowei hadn’t forced Lin Qiyun to marry him, and if the tribe hadn’t taken him in but had cast him out instead… Unhealed and unconscious, he would have likely faced countless dangers.

Even worse, if he hadn’t managed to get away from the location of the spatial imprint and had landed in another part of the Black Triangle, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

After all, Ye Chen had a life-or-death feud with several top factions in the Black Triangle.

If his enemies had discovered him while he was severely injured and unconscious, they would have surely captured him and subjected him to a fate worse than death!

To put it bluntly, even Ye Chen couldn’t help but marvel at how incredibly lucky he had been during the two months he was unconscious.

The slightest mishap along the way could have posed a fatal threat to his utterly powerless, severely injured body.

Now, after learning about the Creation Holy Fire, Ye Chen immediately made a decision.

”I have a presumptuous request,” Ye Chen said to the old Priest.

Hearing this, the old Priest just waved his hand dismissively. ”Young friend, you successfully awakened the power of our tribe’s totem. You are a great benefactor to our Vermilion Bird Tribe.”

”What’s this about a presumptuous request? Whatever you need, you have only to ask.”

”Then I’ll be direct.” Ye Chen nodded. ”I wonder, can the old Priest contact the other two major tribes, aside from the Xuanwu Tribe?”

The four great divine beasts of antiquity are the Vermilion Bird, the White Tiger, the Cyan Dragon, and the Xuanwu.

The old Priest immediately understood Ye Chen’s meaning. ”You want me to contact the White Tiger and Cyan Dragon Tribes?”

He swallowed hard. ”Young friend, do you truly intend to seize the Creation Holy Fire?”

The dangers involved in trying to seize the Creation Holy Fire were simply beyond description.

The first obstacle would be the hegemon of the Black Triangle Region, the Xuanwu Tribe!

The Xuanwu Tribe had spent countless ages trying and failing to refine the Creation Holy Fire.

Now, if a Cultivator with a chaos bloodline were to appear in the Black Triangle Region, it would inevitably attract the Xuanwu Tribe’s attention.

The Xuanwu Tribe would even stop at nothing to capture this Cultivator to help them seize the opportunity they had been plotting for countless ages, yet had never succeeded in obtaining.

Therefore, Ye Chen’s identity would become an extremely dangerous trigger. The moment the Xuanwu Tribe caught wind of it, they would come to capture him.

That’s why Ye Chen couldn’t go to the White Tiger and Cyan Dragon Tribes to comprehend their totem powers with any fanfare. It was far too dangerous.

Even if Ye Chen ultimately succeeded in condensing the Creation Holy Fire, the Xuanwu Tribe would likely try to snatch it away, never allowing him to leave the Black Triangle Region peacefully.

To be blunt, with a behemoth like the Xuanwu Tribe looming over the Black Triangle Region, any stir Ye Chen caused would attract a terrifying crisis.

Therefore, Ye Chen’s identity had to be kept secret.

The old Priest was also afraid that Ye Chen would draw the Xuanwu Tribe’s attention, implicating the Vermilion Bird Tribe and leading to its destruction.

”Old Priest, you can rest assured.”

”I won’t act rashly without complete confidence.”

Ye Chen said thoughtfully, ”Even if we can’t contact the White Tiger and Cyan Dragon Tribes, it doesn’t really matter.”

”Since the Xuanwu Tribe has already gathered the fire seeds of the four great divine beasts, I just need to make a trip to the Xuanwu Tribe myself to gather all the fire seeds needed to refine the Creation Holy Fire.”

”Absolutely not!” Hearing this, the old Priest grew anxious. ”Not only will you meet with disaster, young friend, but you could also bring a catastrophe upon our tribe!”

Ye Chen’s identity was too sensitive. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration for him to live in the deepest seclusion, let alone personally visit the Xuanwu Tribe.

What was the difference between that and seeking his own death?

”But I must gather the four fire seeds and condense the Creation Holy Fire.”

Ye Chen frowned. ”Otherwise, I don’t know when these injuries of mine will ever heal... Even if they do, I might be left with severe aftereffects that would prevent me from ever walking the path of cultivation again.”

”I know I must be careful, but I absolutely have to obtain the Creation Holy Fire!”

Seeing Ye Chen’s insistence, the old Priest felt a little helpless.

”Young friend, you have been recuperating in our tribe for about two months now. I wonder, have you recovered your memories?” he asked, his eyes fixed intently on Ye Chen.

”Of course.” Ye Chen didn’t hide it and nodded.

”What was your cultivation level at your peak, young friend?”

”Fourth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm.”

”HISS—” The old Priest sucked in a cold breath. ”Is that true?”

”Absolutely true,” Ye Chen said.

The old Priest stared intently at Ye Chen’s face, as if trying to find even the slightest hint of uncertainty.

But Ye Chen wasn’t bluffing, so of course he wasn’t uncertain. His expression was as indifferent as ever, showing no trace of emotion.

”To have reached the Divinity Transformation Realm at such a young age... Young friend, you are a heaven-sent genius!” Despite his shock, the old Priest didn’t immediately question Ye Chen’s words.

After all, the various mysterious things about Ye Chen were enough to prove how monstrously talented he was.

Even setting aside his chaos bloodline, the very fact that he could easily suppress a Blood Coagulation Realm Cultivator without a shred of Spiritual Power in his body was shocking enough.

And that was his strength after being severely injured.

It was hard to imagine just how terrifying Ye Chen must have been at his peak, before he was injured, when he could use his Spiritual Power to fight.

Ye Chen just smiled faintly at the old Priest’s words.

To him, a cultivation level at the Fourth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm was nothing worth bragging about.

He didn’t tell the old Priest that at his peak, he could suppress a cultivator at the Peak of the Divine Might Realm with his bare hands and effortlessly sweep away any enemy below the Void Realm!

Because Ye Chen knew that even if he told the whole truth, the old Priest most likely wouldn’t believe him.