Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

It doesn’t belong to any type of Martial Path Will, nor to any type of Innate Energy, yet its power is astonishing. Even just watching from the sidelines, one can clearly feel the terrifying will contained within it.

The terrifying Sword Qi fell, yet at this moment a sheet of golden paper appeared before Li You, and the sky-filling golden Sword Qi was actually completely blocked by this golden sheet.

“A divine artifact?”

Seeing the golden paper in front of Li You, Yan Feng’s eyes were filled with shock.

How could something of this level appear here? Could it be that that person has already reached this step?

Seeing the shock on Yan Feng’s face, Li You’s eyes also held a trace of smugness. When he first received this golden sheet from the Young Master’s hand, his heart had likewise been incomparably shaken.

On it is borne the handwriting of that supreme existence from the Dongfang Clan.

“With the divine artifact here, you all still don’t kneel?”

Li You bellowed. Yan Feng let out a cold laugh. He was a member of the Royal Family, the most noble bloodline in the entire Flame Dynasty—how could he kneel to another?

As for Lin Chen, at this moment curiosity flickered in his eyes toward this sheet of paper. Upon it was borne a very profound type of energy, somewhat similar to Martial Path Will, yet far higher in grade than Martial Path Will.

“What exactly is this so-called divine artifact?”

Lin Chen looked at Yan Feng, somewhat curious.

“It is script imbued with the will of a Divine-level Powerhouse himself. But unfortunately, it was not stamped with a seal, so it can only be considered a pseudo–divine artifact.”

The Divine Seal—there is only one, in our Royal Family’s possession. No matter how formidable that figure of the Dongfang Family may be, as long as our Royal Family’s Divine Seal has not dispersed, it is impossible to condense a second one.

Li You hadn’t expected that these two, upon seeing the divine artifact, would actually show not the slightest respect. At this moment he even hated Lin Chen as well. If Lin Chen hadn’t chosen to stand by and watch, why would he need to use this final trump card? If everything went smoothly after entering the Black Gate this time, then this divine-script paper would have become one of the rewards the Young Master bestowed upon him.

“To show disrespect to the divine artifact—both of you should die!”

Under Li You’s urging, the golden sheet suddenly flared with light. Blinding divine radiance flowed across its surface like liquid, and from the center of that liquid a gigantic character “” formed purely of energy slowly surfaced. Its strokes were rugged like coiling dragons, every trace of ink seeming to bear supreme pressure.

The instant this script appeared, the air in the entire Holy Fire Hall froze. Invisible pressure descended like a casual glance from a god in the Ninth Heaven. Lin Chen could not help but tremble all over, the urge to kneel surging up.

This impulse to kneel was even stronger than when he had looked upon the Golden Gate.

“The bright moon rises over the sea!”

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Chen’s Divine Soul in his Dantian roiled. A Nebula appeared behind him, and as his Martial Soul Phenomenon emerged, it instantly pushed this kneel-inducing pressure outside the bounds of the phenomenon.

At the side, seeing the Nebula Vortex behind Lin Chen and how he was unaffected by the “” character, Yan Feng’s eyes held a look of surprise. The reason he was able to resist it was because he too carried a Treasure of the Royal Family.

Not only had that Young Master Dongfang prepared a contingency, the clan on his side had done the same.

Yan Feng held a Jade Pendant in his hand; it was something worn by the Grand Ancestor when alive, ranked far above this so-called divine artifact.

“Go!”

The Jade Pendant erupted with light and slammed fiercely toward the “” character in midair. Two terrifying energies instantly burst forth. Lin Chen’s expression changed at once and his figure retreated at the first opportunity.

At this moment, Lin Chen was exceedingly glad he hadn’t chosen to intervene. Whether it was that “” character or the Jade Pendant that followed, the energies they released were not something he could currently withstand.

This was already power that surpassed the Innate Level!

Li You and Yan Feng were likewise hard-pressed; urging Treasures of this level came at a tremendous cost to them. A trace of grim resolve flashed in Li You’s eyes. The next instant, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then used the force of his backward retreat to shoot toward the Black Gate.

Seeing this scene, Yan Feng’s pupils contracted sharply. He hadn’t expected Li You to be so decisive, willing to suffer severe injury just to enter the Black Gate.

“Lin Chen, not long ago the Eight Desolates Sect joined with the Blood Moon Sect and Yama Hall to apply for a Sect Battle Order. As long as you stop this man, our Royal Family will not approve it, and furthermore, what happened in this hall will never be leaked. Even if that Young Master Dongfang flies into a rage, our Royal Family will bear it.”

After all, the Jade Pendant was different from the divine artifact; it required his full concentration to control. At this moment he had no leisure to obstruct Li You and could only pin his hopes on Lin Chen.

Hearing Yan Feng’s words, a sharp light flashed in Lin Chen’s eyes. Almost at the instant Yan Feng finished speaking, his figure shot out, relying on his Martial Soul Phenomenon to hold open the pressure within the hall, and without hesitation he slammed a punch toward Li You.

Compared to that Young Master Dongfang, he still trusted the Royal Family more.

After all, both Martial Arts Mountain and the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda had brought him considerable gains.

Li You’s pupils flew wide open. He hadn’t expected Lin Chen, at the last moment, to choose to stand on the Royal Family’s side. Since Lin Chen was striking, he had no intention of dragging things out. With that punch, Li You’s entire body directly exploded into a mist of blood.

With Li You’s death, the “” character floating in midair also dispersed, its light falling back onto the sheet of paper. Lin Chen’s figure flickered as he snatched up the sheet, but now its color was noticeably lighter than before.

“My thanks.”

Seeing Lin Chen take the golden sheet, a trace of regret surfaced on Yan Feng’s face. If this sheet had been brought back to the clan by himself, the Elders could have used the script upon it to roughly estimate the strength of that figure from the Dongfang Clan.