txolops Chapter 548 The Chosen One Who Climbed Out of the Grave
Chapter 548 The Chosen One Who Climbed Out of the Grave
"Lord Holy Dragon, you are amazing! That transformation you just witnessed was absolutely earth-shattering!"
"Lord Holy Dragon, is the new law particularly powerful? Tell us about it!"
Everyone was talking at once, creating a noisy cacophony.
Upon hearing this, the baby dragon raised its head, put its wings on its hips, and looked smug.
"Needless to say, the new law is naturally powerful!"
It glanced at everyone, a wide grin spreading across its face.
"If you don't believe me, you can try. I can take on a whole group of you at the same level by myself."
Upon hearing this, the trainees exchanged glances, and some of them disagreed.
"Let's give it a try!"
They acknowledged that Lord Holy Dragon was indeed very powerful, but they were naturally unconvinced that one person could defeat their entire group. Each of them was a renowned prodigy in their hometown, and they were all proud and confident.
So, a group of people rushed to the training ground, and the result was predictable.
The baby dragon could take on a whole group by itself, sweeping through the crowd as if it were nothing.
In no time, all the challengers were defeated.
The baby dragon stood in the center of the field, wings on its hips, head tilted back, looking up at the sky.
"Oh my god, the great dragon baby is now truly invincible! Who else can challenge me?"
The baby dragon realized that the feeling of looking around after defeating an opponent was incredibly satisfying. It muttered to itself, "No wonder the prodigies love to challenge others everywhere. It's so interesting. I guess I should come here to challenge more often in the future."
Now, naturally, no one dared to say a word. They were convinced; they were completely convinced.
"I need to learn the new law immediately!"
One of the trainees got up and ran towards Jiang Hao's courtyard with all his might.
"Wait for me, I'm coming too!"
A group of people scrambled and stumbled, jostling each other for space.
……
The new method instantly became the most popular cultivation method at Tianfeng Academy.
The students studied diligently day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep. After learning the material, they were overjoyed and felt extremely fortunate!
"What a powerful new method! I'm so glad I came to learn it, otherwise I would regret it for the rest of my life!"
"Indeed, this cultivation method is even more powerful than I imagined. I can now fight two of my former selves!"
"I can take on three!"
"I have five!"
"Keep bragging!"
A group of people laughed and joked, their eyes filled with hope for the future.
Now, everyone at Tianfeng Academy practicing the new method has only one thought.
"Let's not contact each other about martial arts and magic anymore, I'm afraid Xinfa will misunderstand."
Moreover, it's not just the students who have this idea.
The dean, vice dean, and a group of mentors at the academy are all practicing the new method.
Inside the dean's office, a group of people sat together.
The vice dean stroked his beard and exclaimed, "Senior Jiang's method of using one's own body as a seed is truly a marvel of nature. In all my years of cultivation, I have never seen such a wonderful method."
An elderly mentor with white hair nodded, his eyes full of admiration.
"I used to think my life was just like this, but now that I've learned the new law, I feel like I have a bright future ahead of me!"
Everyone echoed his sentiments, their faces beaming.
"Of course, this is an invincible self-generated method, incredibly powerful, completely incomparable to magic and martial arts."
A burly, middle-aged instructor with thick eyebrows and big eyes was praising the method enthusiastically, clearly having been completely convinced by the "body as seed" approach.
At this moment, the vice president turned to look at him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Old Tian, didn't you say you weren't going to learn? Didn't you vow to dedicate the rest of your life to martial arts? How did things turn out like this?"
Now, everyone's attention turned to the middle-aged mentor.
Tian Wu is the chief instructor of the Martial Arts Department at Tianfeng Academy.
He is usually very stubborn, and his consistent declaration is that martial arts is the number one cultivation method in the world.
When Jiang Hao brought the new method, he said that he would never change the cultivation method and that it was impossible for him to change his cultivation method.
What now?
He sat there upright, his body radiating the Daoist aura of the new method, cultivating with more seriousness than anyone else, and wildly praising the new method as invincible.
The changes were so rapid and drastic that everyone was somewhat stunned.
Upon hearing this, Tian Wu's face flushed red.
He glared at the vice-dean, his neck stiff, and said, "Who? Who said that? Did I say such a thing?"
He waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of innocence.
"I am not, I did not, don't talk nonsense. You all know that I have always been a supporter of the law of the seed."
After saying that, he looked serious, as if he had never said it, and then began to cultivate, pretending that nothing had happened.
The crowd was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Old Tian, your shamelessness is as thick as the city walls of Tianfeng City!"
"As expected of Old Tian, he's really generous!"
"I'm impressed. When it comes to shamelessness, I only admire Lao Tian!"
Tian Wu didn't even look up, his lips twitched, and he pretended not to hear.
However, everyone was just joking; no one actually looked down on Tian Wu.
After all, aren't they the same?
At first, everyone was hesitant and skeptical.
Now that I've learned the new law, I wish I could slap my past self twice.
How could I have almost missed out on something so good?
……
The Cemetery of Gods and Demons is located deep in the eastern mountains of the Tianyuan Continent.
Many once-renowned and powerful figures are buried here.
There are gods, there are demons, there are human powerhouses, and there are also powerhouses from other major races.
Their tombs, scattered at varying heights, are imposing and majestic; they are tombs of gods and demons.
But it's not gloomy here.
The grass is lush and green, the flowers are in full bloom, and the sunlight filters through the treetops, shining on the ancient tombstones with a warm glow.
Each grave was clean, and fresh flowers were placed in front of it.
It is obvious that someone cleans it carefully and regularly without interruption.
Beside this towering group of tombs of gods and demons, there is a small grave.
It is sandwiched between two huge tombs, inconspicuous, like a small mound of earth.
There was no tombstone, no flowers, not even a decent stone.
Obviously, no one knows who is buried inside, and no one cares.
Through wind and rain, through the passage of time, it remained quietly there, forgotten by everyone.
"Click."
At this moment, something strange happened to this inconspicuous little grave.
A crack appeared in the soil of the small grave.
Then, cracking sounds filled the air as more and more cracks appeared, and dirt began to fall off.
A hand emerged from the grave.
The hand was unusually pale, without a trace of blood, and looked nothing like a normal living person's.
Immediately afterwards, another hand reached out. Both hands forcefully dug away the soil from the grave.
A figure crawled out from inside; it was a young man.
He was dressed in ancient clothing, with a simple and rustic style, completely out of place in this era.
He has a very ordinary appearance; he's the kind of person who would never attract anyone's attention if you threw him into a crowd.
His appearance can be described as ordinary.
The young man stood by the grave, looking at the unfamiliar world around him with a blank expression.
"Who am I? Where am I? What kind of place is this?"
Suddenly, his gaze swept over the tombstones, and then his pupils contracted sharply.
"The Tomb of Zhan Wushuang, the Tomb of Li Changsheng, the Immortal of Martial Arts, the Tomb of Alice, the Goddess of Wisdom of the West..."
The young man's gaze swept over one tombstone after another, a look of disbelief on his face.
Every name here is legendary and well-known; they are all powerful figures he has heard of or admired in ancient books.
And now all these legendary powerhouses are dead? Buried here?
"This...how is this possible?"
The young man's voice was hoarse, filled with disbelief.
"How could all of these people be dead?"
"What exactly happened in this world while I was unaware of it?"
His mind was in chaos; he remembered that he was dead.
He remembered falling into a pool of blood, losing consciousness, and plunging into endless darkness.
But now, he has come back to life and crawled out of his grave.
But this world is no longer the world he knew.
Those legendary figures who once dominated the world, those names that illuminated an era.
All of it became inscriptions on tombstones. The young man lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"I am Chen Bei. I was supposed to be dead, but now I've been resurrected..."
"What is the reason for all of this...?"
He raised his head, looking at the distant sky, his voice growing softer and softer.
"God is dead... Demon is destroyed... and I am still alive..."
Chen Bei suddenly looked up and shouted at the vast sky.
"Can anyone tell me what happened after I died? And how did I come back?"
Chen Bei didn't expect anyone to answer his question.
This is the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, a place of eternal silence. There's no way anyone could be here; he didn't even see a ghost just now.
He just shouted to vent, to release all his confusion, fear and bewilderment.
"Oh? You really want to know?"