"Tiandao Monument?"
When Ye Chen heard these three words, his eyes fixed and he fell into deep thought.
This was consistent with his guess.
What is the meaning of the Heavenly Dao Monument that has existed for countless epochs?
Is it just to help the next generation to attain Dao? It’s not that simple.
The path of cultivation goes against the will of heaven. When the opportunity comes, the truth will come naturally and there is no need for the assistance of the Heavenly Dao Monument.
Perhaps the root of all this is really related to the mysterious Heavenly Dao Monument.
…
A day later, Ye Chen said goodbye to his senior brothers and sisters and left the Emperor Burial Forbidden Zone.
His figure flashed, and he tore through the void and entered the Bloody Secret Realm.
The Bloody Secret Realm is extremely lively at this moment.
At the highest point of the secret realm, on top of the majestic Hongmeng Dao Mountain, a huge amount of Hongmeng purple energy is being born.
As soon as Ye Chen stepped into the Bloody Secret Realm, he immediately felt the rich aura of Hongmeng.
Hongmeng Dao Mountain is surrounded by endless purple auspicious clouds, thousands of auspicious colors, and countless rays of light.
Purple air comes from the east for thirty thousand miles!
The scene seemed as if the creation of the entire heaven and earth had gathered here.
"Quick! Hongmeng Purple Qi is born in Hongmeng Daoshan!"
"Let's go quickly! As long as we can grab a strand and refine it, we'll have the chance to become a saint in the future!"
“Charge!”
In various places in the secret realm, countless talented monks turned into streams of light and rushed towards Hongmeng Daoshan like crazy.
"Yes! Last time, all the Hongmeng purple energy transformed from those ghost soldiers was absorbed by Ye Sheng alone. This time, we can't miss it no matter what!"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Ye Sheng is now the number one saint in our fairy world!"
"That's not what I meant! I meant that Ye Sheng is incredibly powerful!"
"For ordinary Tianjiao to be able to refine a wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi is considered a genius, but Ye Sheng can actually withstand such a huge amount of Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
Awe-filled discussions came from all directions.
All the geniuses rushed to Hongmeng Daoshan as soon as possible, just to compete for the opportunity to become a saint and lay the foundation for breaking through the saint realm in the future.
"Decades have passed, and this Hongmeng Purple Qi has finally been born."
Ye Chen stood in the void, thinking secretly in his heart.
Now that he has attained the status of a saint, he naturally no longer needs the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so there is no need for him to fight for it.
Leave opportunities to more people.
"Um?"
At this moment, Ye Chen frowned suddenly.
He suddenly felt as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him.
The gaze was emotionless, as if he was examining an object or observing a chess piece on a chessboard.
Ye Chen's powerful divine consciousness spread outward, covering an area of thousands of miles, but he could not find the source of the spying.
"Chess player?"
A huge wave rose in Ye Chen's heart, and a chill ran down his spine to the top of his head.
"I've been targeted?"
The feeling of being watched followed him everywhere, making him feel uncomfortable.
Cold, indifferent, without any emotion.
It’s like a god high above, observing the ants beneath his feet and deciding their life or death.
Ye Chen forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and remained calm.
"Why are they showing up now to spy?"
"Could it be because I have attained sainthood and caught his eye?"
"Or maybe this is just a test?"
Ye Chen's thoughts raced, and countless guesses flashed through his mind.
"It seems that if I want to solve all these mysteries, I must first go to the mysterious space at the top of the Heavenly Dao Monument!"
He must find out who is behind this and what their purpose is in spying on him.
How will this game play out next?
Ye Chen turned around and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the ancient plain.
Unraveling the mystery of the Heavenly Dao Monument is urgent.
In just a moment, Ye Chen's figure had stepped into the ancient plain.
But as soon as he stepped into this place, the feeling of being watched suddenly became several times stronger.
Today's ancient plain seems to be no different from the past, but it is like a dormant prehistoric beast, hiding a deadly crisis.
Ye Chen stopped and his Saint Realm spiritual consciousness spread out like a tide, vigilantly scanning every inch of space around him.
An ominous premonition spread in his heart.
"Is it an illusion?"
Ye Chen walked step by step towards the depths of the ancient plain.
His steps seemed steady, but in fact all the muscles in his body were tense, and the holy energy in his body was secretly circulating, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.
He could sense that there was a well-hidden murderous intent surrounding him.
The murderous intent was vague, like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, but it could not be accurately locked onto by his divine sense.
Suddenly, Ye Chen stopped.
He put his left hand behind his back and slowly raised his right hand, pinched a strand of black hair that was messed up by the wind, and gently slid it down.
That posture was indescribably relaxed and at ease.
"No need to hide, come out!"
Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly, staring at the empty void in front of him, his voice as indifferent as water.
The words fell.
“Wow!”
A thick fog suddenly appeared a hundred feet ahead.
The fog was as thick as substance, emitting a strange and frightening aura.
In just a few breaths, the entire ancient plain was completely covered.
“Hehehe…”
From the fog, there was an eerie and shrill laugh, like the cry of a night owl.
"Supreme Ye is worthy of being hailed as the greatest genius of all time. He was able to discover my whereabouts."
The voice was extremely cold and obviously disguised, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
A figure slowly emerged from the thick fog.
The man was wrapped tightly in a black cloak from head to toe, and his face and figure could not be seen at all.
"Innate Saint!"
Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he had doubts in his mind. The innate saints would be suppressed by the secret realm, but the saint in front of him was obviously not suppressed.
"Supreme Ye has excellent eyesight. He can actually see through my realm!"
The cloaked figure chuckled and exclaimed in admiration.
"Do we have a grudge?"
Ye Chen looked at the black shadow with an indifferent expression and asked calmly.
"No."
The figure under the cloak replied in the same indifferent tone.
"Do we have any grievances?"
Ye Chen spoke again, his voice calm.
“No.”
The cloaked figure's answer remained indifferent.
"Since there is no hatred or resentment between us, why do you want to kill me?"
Ye Chen felt the murderous intent around him materialize and said indifferently.
The black-robed man sneered, "Supreme Ye, there's no need to ask any more questions. You'll stay here today! It's my honor to slay an ancient evildoer."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black robe flashed and pounced towards Ye Chen like a spirit snake.
Ye Chen turned his wrist and the Jinghong Sword appeared in his hand. The red dust sword intent flowed on the sword body, and he attacked with the sword.
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