Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1750 (Raw 1762): Faux God Flame

For now, Xiao Chen did not count his gains. After separating from Senior Ma's group, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, letting his aura merge with the dragon city's aura once more.

His senses immediately became like a spiderweb spread infinitely throughout the dragon city in all directions. This was even vaster than when he used his Spiritual Sense outside.

However, it was not as clear as his Spiritual Sense. He could not see any scenes, only sense auras that were different from the others.

"That's it!"

Soon, Xiao Chen detected another extraordinary aura, although he could not tell if it was a natural treasure or a Dragon Race treasure.

He opened his eyes with some anticipation, and his figure flashed as he made his way over.

The sound of fighting?

When Xiao Chen approached, he heard fighting and could not help frowning.

Someone had arrived ahead of him. He reflexively increased his speed, rushing over.

By coincidence, Xiao Chen saw a shocking scene in a basement in front.

Meng Zhuang and other elite cultivators of Senior Ma's team were sent flying by a saber strike.

They crashed into the ground, groaning in pain.

"What happened?" Xiao Chen asked as he landed and helped up Meng Zhuang and the others.

After all, Meng Zhuang was someone he knew. He could not feign ignorance after seeing this.

A terrifying wound on Meng Zhuang's chest kept spurting blood. The flow could not be stopped.

Xiao Chen looked carefully and discovered a strong saber intent in it, containing the will of soul.

"Brother Xiao, we discovered an ancient mutated beast corpse, but he snatched it away from us, even injuring us."

Meng Zhuang's eyes were wide with horror as he held his wound and pointed at the person in front.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes. The person in front was the bamboo-hat bladesman who called himself Ananda.

This person's conical bamboo hat covered his face. He also wore long robes over his tight clothes, so others could not make out his figure.

"There is no need to be so heavy-handed in making your move, right?" Xiao Chen admonished softly.

"They asked for it. This cannot be blamed on others."

The bamboo-hat bladesman's voice was clearly altered. As he peered through his bamboo hat, he gave Xiao Chen a meaningful glance before leaving.

Xiao Chen did not give chase. There was no need to start a battle to the death with this bamboo-hat bladesman for now.

After all, the other party's strength was clear.

Xiao Chen turned around and said, "I'll send you all back."

Meng Zhuang and the others did not complain about this. They had seen the bamboo-hat bladesman's strength and did not fault Xiao Chen for not making a move.

For Xiao Chen to waste his time sending them back was already very good.

When returning to the assembly point of the team, Xiao Chen found that there were several injured people.

When Xiao Chen asked around, he found out why. It turned out that they had fallen victim to the bamboo-hat bladesman. However, while the other party was ruthless, he did not kill them.

Senior Ma cautiously questioned everyone before saying, "It looks like this Ananda has some restraint. When you see him, do not ever make a move on him."

The people who were injured had not been able to bear seeing their treasures snatched away, so they had attacked out of rage.

The bamboo-hat bladesman never took the initiative to injure others.

The two teams did not dare to challenge Ananda, so they could only minimize the problem.

After resting and reorganizing for two hours, the two teams regrouped and charged towards the Flame Demon tribe's headquarters at the same time.

In the following eight hours, the two teams worked together, killing many groups of Flame Demons.

The two teams arrived at a vast and majestic Dragon Race plaza in the ancient dragon city.

The Dragon Race plaza was more than a hundred kilometers in diameter and had an incredibly mysterious formation in the middle.

A three-hundred-meter-tall pillar towered at the center of the formation.

A vast might surged upwards, spreading out from the middle.

This might was ancient, having faced great changes. It had turned into an incredibly heavy pressure after the baptism of time.

There was an ethereal, illusory black flame atop the pillar, which looked exceptionally strange.

An Azure Dragon Totem!

Xiao Chen's expression flickered. He immediately recognized that three-hundred-meter-tall pillar. It was an Azure Dragon Totem.

"A Faux God Flame!"

Senior Ma, Senior Liu, Leng Feng, and the others focused on a different thing. They stared at the fluttering flame on top of the pillar.

That black flame seemed like it was in between an illusion and reality. It seemed very magical, attracting everyone's gaze.

The entire place fell silent. Not even breathing sounded. Several people started walking towards the Azure Dragon Totem in a daze.

Illusions appeared before their eyes, showing them the deepest desires normally hidden in their hearts.

Everything that they wanted: fame, achievements, powerful techniques, getting conferred…

These people all showed strange smiles as they slowly went forward.

"Stop!" Senior Ma, who struggled free from the illusion, shouted, his expression changing slightly.

Senior Ma's voice rang out like sudden thunder. Everyone felt like their souls suffered from a heavy attack, and blood leaked out of the corners of their lips.

These people snapped back to their senses. When they saw what they had done, they felt startled and retreated quickly.

However, there were still some who were not strong enough. Their desires ran too deep, and they could not shake free.

These people continued walking forward. When they stepped into the mysterious formation, their three spiritual souls and seven physical souls immediately left their bodies.

Then, their three spiritual souls and seven physical souls flew towards the black flame before getting burned to nothing.

The formation sucked their bodies dry, turning them into a pool of blood that vanished.

As the souls of these people were sucked out and their physical bodies were drained by the formation, the black flame above the Azure Dragon Totem burned brighter.

The black flame seemed to have treated these people's bodies and souls as a delicacy, swallowing them up.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The terrified survivors quickly sped up and ran wildly.

These people relaxed only after leaving the plaza.

"How could it be like this?"

This turn of events shocked Senior Ma and Senior Liu. They showed grave expressions, but their attention remained fixed on that black flame.

Xiao Chen also found the situation strange. He simply had not expected to run into the legendary Faux God Flame here.

After the Cloud Sea Realm was the Divine Vein Realm. After the Divine Vein Realm was the Faux God Realm.

Faux Gods were people whose physical bodies already reached immortality, but their souls had not. Once their souls did, they could become True Gods.

Their lifespan was practically unlimited. Their strength reached an incredible level, so heaven-defying that it was astonishing.

Mere words could not describe how terrifying Faux Gods were.

To the people here, just the Divine Vein existences were already too distant from them. They could only look up and admire these people.

This applied all the more to Faux Gods.

The so-called Faux God Flame was a special kind of existence.

To advance to the Faux God Realm from the Divine Vein Realm, one needed to light up a divine flame in their body: the Faux God Flame.

As for how to light up this divine flame, these people did not know.

However, the importance of the Faux God Flame was like the Yuanying to Immortal Cultivators. If the Yuanying were destroyed, the Immortal Cultivator would die for sure.

If the divine flame went out, the supposedly undying Faux God would vanish from this world.

"It is truly unexpected. We knew that there definitely was a yang-attributed flame at the gathering point of the Flame Demon tribe. However, who could have expected that it would be the legendary Faux God Flame? This is incredible…"

"However, this Faux God Flame seems like it will be extinguished soon. It could not even send out Divine Might."

"Something is not quite right with this Faux God Flame. It seems to have gained a demonic nature. I suspect that it controls those Flame Demon tribes."

Senior Ma and the others cautiously discussed as they looked at that Faux God Flame. Greed flashed in their eyes.

Everyone wanted to obtain that Faux God Flame but did not dare to act rashly lest they lose their lives.

Xiao Chen squatted down and touched the floor of the plaza with his hand. Then, he showed a somewhat grave expression.

It was as he expected. Something was not quite right with this place. There was an even vaster formation under the plaza.

The blood of the people who died earlier all eventually flowed into this mysterious formation in the center of the plaza.

Xiao Chen stood up and looked at Senior Liu. Then, he asked, "How did you discover the underground dragon city?"

Senior Liu did not like Xiao Chen, so he retorted coldly, "What does it have to do with you? The upper echelons are discussing; it is not your place to interrupt."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly. "Even if you don't say, I know. You found azure-colored Dragon Qi coming from the ground. Then, you sent people to search and found the entrance?"

Senior Liu's expression changed, appearing rather flabbergasted. He was clearly thinking, How did you know?

"Xiao Chen, I still have some things to discuss with Senior Liu. Go and rest at the side first and wait for instructions."

Senior Ma frowned slightly, not wanting to see Xiao Chen. He waved his hand in dismissal.

Xiao Chen did not say anything. He only smiled coldly in his heart and moved to the side.

"How dare you barge into the holy land? All of you deserve death!"

Just at this moment, a majestic figure descended from above and landed heavily on the plaza.

This figure had pitch-black skin and wore ancient, black dragon-patterned armor. It held a long spear while radiating terrifying Dragon Might.

The long spear swiped across the air, and the entire plaza suddenly turned bright with a 'boom.

Clumps of flames flared up from the countless stone pillars on this Dragon Race plaza, which spanned one hundred kilometers.

Each clump of flame was a red Flame Demon.

The seemingly empty plaza was truly the lair of the Flame Demon tribe.

The expressions of Senior Ma and the others immediately changed. The number of Flame Demons surpassed their expectations.