Monarch Of Time - Chapter 895 Cultivation (2)

Chapter 895 Cultivation (2)

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After a brief moment of silence, Jiang Chen then looked at Shun Long and nodded his head in understanding, before he said calmly

”If that’s what you want, then naturally I have no issues with it either. Whether we stay in this place and cultivate or we go somewhere else, none of that really matters to me. I just hope that you will let me personally take revenge on that bastard the next time we see him!”

As he finished speaking, Jiang Chen’s eyes flashed with a hint of murderous light, as the image of a smirking Mao Huang appeared in his mind.

Although Jiang Chen wasn’t completely certain of what had taken place since the four of them had gotten destroyed by Mao Huang back in the ‘Illusion oasis’, in the end, he had a rough idea of what Shun Long had probably done and why they were still alive until now.

Even though Jiang Chen understood that it sounded extremely far-fetched for a Dao King to possess such power, he also knew that there was no other explanation for why he, as well as Liu Mei and the others, were still alive right now, after they had been inflicted by Mao Huang’s poison and were only a few breaths away from death previously! Besides, although he had already spent a few years next to Shun Long already, Jiang Chen had to admit that even he had yet to truly realize the limits of Shun Long’s ‘Dao of Time’. The more he witnessed, the more overbearing and unreal the Dao that Shun Long had comprehended seemed to become, almost as if there were no limits to its power.

At the same time, although Jiang Chen didn’t seem to have any questions regarding what had happened earlier, almost as if none of it mattered to him, Xingyi could no longer hold back her curiosity as she stared at Shun Long’s calm, handsome face with her pair of dazzling emerald eyes, before she asked in a somewhat low voice

”Then, brother Long… I want to know… did we really die earlier?”

Hearing Xingyi’s low voice that sounded almost like a whisper, Shun Long simply shook his head and didn’t choose to hide anything, as he explained directly what had happened

”Although Mao Huang had left you all with just a single breath of life, you didn’t truly die. But even if he had really killed everyone… it wouldn’t have made much of a difference in the first place! After all, my ‘World Zero’ would still reverse the flow of time in the entire world, and return everything exactly to how it was in the past.”

Although Shun Long’s voice was calm, his confirmation was like a tempestuous wave that violently rocked Xingyi’s, Bai Longtian’s, and Jiang Chen’s hearts. Only Liu Mei seemed slightly better composed in comparison, but even she couldn’t help but feel a wave of shock coursing through her when she heard this.

Of course, Bai Longtian’s and the others’ reactions were completely natural to Shun Long as well. After all, even Little Black, a dragon who had lived for tens of thousands of years couldn’t suppress his shock when he learned about his ‘World Zero’, let alone Jiang Chen and the rest. However, Shun Long didn’t say anything else and simply let them process this information, before he turned his gaze towards his surroundings.

After a moment of serious contemplation, Shun Long then waved his right hand, before hundreds of different types of rocks, as well as a small iron mountain, all appeared in front of him at the same time.

Staring at the small iron mountain, as well as the hundreds of different rocks that came in many various sizes, the smallest one being the size of an adult’s fist while the largest ones resembling enormous boulders instead, Shun Long nodded his head in satisfaction before he began to arrange them around him in an unhurried, yet oddly specific manner.

After placing more than a hundred rocks in several different spots on the ground, Shun Long then waved his sleeve, before a wave of sword qi suddenly surged forth, immediately crushing the rocks into powder.

Of course, the rocks that Shun Long had just taken out weren’t ordinary rocks, but a special type of rock that rank 3 gold-grade formation masters often used when they arranged formations, called the ‘Fire-earth spiritual rock’.

Naturally, throughout the last few years, Shun Long had amassed a considerable number of spiritual materials that were useful to formation masters who wanted to inscribe formations, or craft talismans or weapons.

Just like the ‘Fire-earth spiritual rock’, the small iron mountain that Shun Long had taken out was also a rank 6 spiritual material that could be used to craft rank 3 gold-grade weapons, called the ‘Hundred-fold spirit iron’.

However, Shun Long wasn’t planning to craft any weapons at the moment.

Staring at the small, iron mountain in front of him, Shun Long stretched out his right hand and calmly pointed at it with his finger, before a purple wisp of flame emerged from the tip of his finger, flying straight towards the iron mountain in front of him!

One of the most important prerequisites for someone to become a formation master, was to have gained insights in the ‘Dao of Fire’ first. Otherwise, regardless of a person’s talent, it would be nearly impossible to melt high-grade spiritual materials and use them to craft weapons or inscribe formations.

Under the overwhelming heat of Shun Long’s earth flame, the small mountain of ‘Hundred-fold spirit iron’ that would have normally taken days for a peak rank 3 gold-grade formation master to melt, had already began to liquify in a matter of seconds, quickly turning into a large silver pool of dense liquid.

Looking at the enormous silver pool in front of him, Shun Long’s actions didn’t stop or pause in the slightest, as his finger danced through the air like the tip of a brush, outlining a massive, profound, yet inscrutable diagram of mysterious origins.

Although he didn’t have any ‘paint’, Shun Long used the silver liquid from the ‘Hundred-fold spirit iron’ and guided it unhesitantly with his finger, as he ‘drew’ the enormous pattern in the air in front of him.

A little more than a minute later, once the outline of the diagram was almost complete, the 27 golden balls of qi inside the ‘Monarch’s Hourglass’ all circulated at the same time, as they poured their energy into the mysterious diagram in front of Shun Long.

The massive, complex diagram then illuminated with rays of brilliant silvery light, before quickly dissipating as if it had seamlessly fused with the ground beneath it.

Staring at the scene in front of him, Shun Long nodded his head in satisfaction, before he mumbled to himself

”Let’s start.”