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Chapter 963 - 516: The Legacy of the Ancient Battlefield

Chapter 963: Chapter 516: The Legacy of the Ancient Battlefield

Chi Yan seemed all in one piece, no limbs missing, but perhaps, indeed, a screw loose somewhere.

Cough cough...

Fang You’s gaze sharpened as he probably guessed something, feeling increasing anticipation and curiosity.

Chi Yan transformed into a digging maiden and quickly broke through the earth.

After she dug a hole several thousand meters deep, Chi Yan found something.

A metal ball, small enough to fit in a palm, covered in rust and seemingly stained with dried blood, emanating an air of age.

"This is..."

A weapon.

Without needing Chi Yan’s confirmation, Fang You was certain of his own answer.

He sensed a thread of familiarity from this weapon.

It was his first encounter with this small ball; however, he owned the Hand of the Realm Lord and the Spear of Causality and Fate, both beyond standard-grade weapons.

Correct, this small ball was a Godslayer weapon!

One of the eighteen Godslayer weapons of Candela!

But...

The metal ball was severely damaged, almost to the point of being beyond repair... perhaps it could be reforged.

Chi Yan clutched the ball tightly, its dry blood stains strangely began to revive, and a subtle, indescribable essence fluttered from within the ball, merging into Chi Yan’s body.

It was divine radiance.

Possibly containing fragments of a soul.

This was why Chi Yan couldn’t completely recover before; her soul was incomplete and needed restoration.

And at this moment, she was restored.

The metal ball, like a liquid, slowly merged into Chi Yan’s palm.

He seemed to hear the sound of waves, with crashing surges.

These were the waves of Law, manifesting between heaven and earth, swirling around Chi Yan. The whole world became turbulent and vigorous.

"This commotion..."

Fang You’s teeth ached as he swiftly deployed several ritual foundation stones into the ground, and using the Skill of Four Symbols Barrier as a guide, he set up a grand ritual array to conceal and isolate the energy.

If there were rankings for ritualists, he’d be at least a seventh-tier grandmaster.

Well, once this was over, he would sort out a detailed ranking system for professions like Forging Master, Pharmacist, and Ritualist.

Fortunately, this area was unique, possibly an ancient battlefield.

Here, not only were Mysterious Evils scarce, but the area was also filled with countless broken, chaotic laws.

Under the cover of these chaotic laws, the disturbance caused by Chi Yan’s activation became less noticeable.

Under the grey mist, time ticked away bit by bit.

It felt exceedingly long.

If they were discovered by servants of the Dark River faction, they would be in great danger. Although Fang You was confident he could survive and escape from a tenth-realm Follower, it might affect Chi Yan’s recovery—if disrupted, it could lead to irreversible damage.

Moreover, the Evil God Followers he had directly faced, like ’Lord of the Nether’ and ’Master of the Spirits’, were merely inferior tenth-realm, and they might not be... very likely not the left and right arms of the Evil God.

What might the true top-tier powers among the tenth-realm involve?

How big was the gap compared to himself?

Even as an instructor, he barely possessed inferior tenth-realm combat power, yet his understanding of the tenth-realm was still scant.

Perhaps this was a drawback of advancing too quickly.

Lady Luck finally favored Chi Yan.

The recovery process, lasting two and a half hours, went exceptionally smooth. During this period, only a few pesky Mysterious Evils disturbed them, which were quickly extinguished under the orange lightning flickering at Instructor’s fingertips.

"Teacher... I... have recovered."

Chi Yan’s voice sounded a bit groggy, as if she hadn’t fully woken up yet.

She seemed to regain some memories.

Could there be memories related to the Godslayer battle?

Fang You didn’t ask.

The battle to slay the God, for Chi Yan, was certainly not a pleasant memory. However, if Chi Yan could recall it, she would surely explain herself; and if she couldn’t, there was even less reason for him to ask.

He was now more concerned about Chi Yan’s physical condition.

"Um... familiar power has returned."

"And it’s stronger than before."

She said, pausing to think, then a magnificent crimson gem slowly emerged from between her eyebrows.

The gem seemed like a world itself.

Dazzling, magnificent, mysterious, vast.

And it seemed to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Just one glance at this mythic object could shatter one’s soul, leaving them dazed and stupefied.

This was an Authority.

The ’Authority of Slaughter’!

Liu Feng also manifested an authority from his forehead.

The Authority of Sharpness, but next to Sister Chi Yan’s Authority of Slaughter, his seemed as insignificant as a speck of sand.

Liu Feng fell silent.

Cough cough...

Instructor Fang also fell silent.

Chi Yan’s authority was tremendous, not the kind that could be described in words; Liu Feng’s ’fragment-level’ authority paled entirely in front of this Slaughter Gem.

The gap was as vast as that between a grain of sand and a desert.

Even the instructor’s authority was only a bit bigger than Liu Feng’s; if he were to manifest his authority gem, next to Chi Yan’s, it would also appear as tiny as a chick.

"This Slaughter Authority of yours is... a complete authority!"

100% Slaughter Authority!

But how exactly did Chi Yan manage to condense the Slaughter Authority to 100%?

Not to underestimate her, as gifted as she was as a ninth-realm senior, bridging an authority to 100% wasn’t as simple as summing ten times 10%; there were significant hurdles involved.

Moreover, each Authority is unique.

"Teacher, you know there are shortcuts to completing an Authority."

"You mean...?"