Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 550: Chapter 299: The Reappearance of the Primordial Era

The purple-robed maiden did not speak. She silently turned around and gazed toward the distant horizon. There, a radiant starry sky shimmered, as if whispering endless tales and secrets. Xing Lie and Gu Sheng exchanged glances, then quietly followed behind the purple-robed maiden.

In the days that followed, they endured countless hardships, traversing innumerable mountains and rivers, finally arriving at the mysterious ruins of the ancient battlefield.

A thick aura of malevolence and death hung over the area, as if time itself had been forever frozen in that moment. They saw the gravestones and relics of the heroes who once dominated the world, and felt the profound scars left by that world-shaking battle.

In the depths of the ruins, fragments of humanity’s distant past from the ancient era appeared dream-like, culminating in an apocalyptic war that settled everything into dust.

Just when Xing Lie and Gu Sheng thought it was all over, the purple-robed maiden suddenly turned around. In her deep and enigmatic eyes, an incomprehensible light flickered.

Her voice, as cold as the biting wind, pierced straight into their hearts: ”Do you think it ends here? In truth, the real trial is only beginning.”

Xing Lie and Gu Sheng froze, exchanging another glance. In each other’s eyes, they saw a trace of confusion and unease. They had thought they had escaped a calamity, only to realize a greater challenge was silently approaching.

”The Demon Soul of Green Vine and the Ancient Sacred Body within you are relics of that era,” the purple-robed maiden’s voice echoed, as if traversing endless time and space, carrying the weight and cadence of the ages,

”They are not only symbols of immense power but also bearers of a sealed history and mission.”

As she spoke, the purple-robed maiden lightly waved her hand, and an enormous image slowly unfolded before the three of them.

It was a breathtaking scene: during the ancient era, the myriad races lived upon this vast continent—Human Clan, Demon Clan, Divine Race, Ghost Clan, and Demon Clan all thriving together, yet endless conflicts and disputes often led to wars.

In the image, the battles between the Human Clan and the other races were especially devastating. The Ancient Sacred Body, as champions of the Human Clan, played a pivotal role in the wars. Their bodies were incomparably powerful, and within their golden radiance, it seemed they could annihilate any enemy.

Whenever an Ancient Sacred Body appeared, the battlefield would undergo an earth-shattering transformation, striking terror into the hearts of their enemies.

The purple-robed maiden’s finger gently glided across the image until it froze on the depiction of a valiant Ancient Sacred Body. Clad in golden battle armor and wielding a radiant longsword, he stood at the forefront of the battlefield, an insurmountable mountain.

”This is the splendor of the Ancient Sacred Bodies in the wars,” the purple-robed maiden’s voice carried a trace of respect,

”They were born warriors, fighting bloodily to defend the Human Clan. Yet, the apocalyptic war a million years ago almost caused the extinction of the Ancient Sacred Bodies.”

Hearing this, Gu Sheng felt a surge of inexplicable emotion rise within him.

He hadn’t anticipated that his Ancient Sacred Body carried such a resplendent history and mission. At the same time, he felt the weight of an immense responsibility pressing down on him.

”What exactly happened in that war?” Xing Lie couldn’t help but ask, ”How did it lead to the near-extinction of the Ancient Sacred Bodies?”

The purple-robed maiden paused for a moment, as if recalling that painful history.

At last, she spoke slowly: ”That war was caused by many factors. The conflicts and disputes among the races escalated, eventually triggering a total war. As the pinnacle combatants of the Human Clan, the Ancient Sacred Bodies naturally became a prime target for the enemies. They were besieged by elite forces from all races and suffered devastating losses.”

As she spoke, a flicker of sorrow crossed the purple-robed maiden’s eyes. It seemed as though she had personally witnessed that war, bearing witness to the brilliance and the downfall of the Ancient Sacred Bodies.

”However,” the purple-robed maiden’s tone shifted, ”though the Ancient Sacred Bodies were nearly wiped out in that war, their legacy was never severed. In every generation, some would awaken the Ancient Sacred Body, inheriting the will and power of their predecessors. And you,” she looked at Gu Sheng and Xing Lie, ”are this generation’s inheritors of the Ancient Sacred Body and the Demon Soul of Green Vine.”

Hearing this, both Gu Sheng and Xing Lie felt their hearts surge with overwhelming emotion. They had not expected to bear such a monumental mission and responsibility. At the same time, they understood why the purple-robed maiden had appeared and the purpose behind her words.

”So,” Gu Sheng took a deep breath, his gaze resolute as he looked at the purple-robed maiden, ”what must we do? How can we fulfill this mission?”

The purple-robed maiden smiled faintly: ”You have already taken the first step. Next, you must continually strengthen your abilities, seek out more inheritors and allies. Only through unity can you face the challenges that await.”

With that, her figure flickered and transformed into a purple light, disappearing into the horizon.

Xing Lie and Gu Sheng were left standing, looking at one another with resolute eyes. They knew that this journey was only just beginning. Ahead lay countless challenges and opportunities for them to face and seize.

And they would shoulder this heavy burden, pressing forward for the glory and faith of the Human Clan!

After the purple-robed maiden’s departure, Xing Lie and Gu Sheng stood atop the ruins of the ancient battlefield, exchanging smiles, their eyes shining with hope for the future.

This tranquility did not last long, as a shadow suddenly burst forth from beneath the ground, shattering the stillness of the moment.