Chapter 2403 - 2404: Humanoid Form

Chapter 2403: Chapter 2404: Humanoid Form

But as the blood-red surged upward, the changes there were also extremely rapid.

That mournful blood-red color, as time elapsed, in just a moment, it stood upright on the ground and gradually transformed into a human figure.

"This is..."

In the distance, Liu Qinghan also saw this scene, but unlike Lin Chen, when he saw the blood-red gradually transforming into a human figure, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

This figure, entirely saturated by Pan Yan’s blood, surprisingly bore some resemblance to the statue behind the round stick.

"Ancestor of the Pan family?"

Liu Qinghan looked uncertainly, his gaze wandering between the statue and the blood-red transformation, trying to discern some clues.

Could this truly be Pan Hao’s residual consciousness remaining on the round stick, or merely an unconscious guardian, no one could say.

After transforming into a human figure, its facial features became clear. Although resembling the statue, it was far less tall, not even seven feet, appearing somewhat short.

Yet such a figure imposed significant pressure on Lin Chen.

Even though the figure stood there motionless, the pressure it exerted on Lin Chen was terrifying, making him not dare to move rashly.

He frowned, attentively watching the figure, not daring to relax in the slightest.

"It has awakened me..."

Unbeknownst to how long had passed, a low voice suddenly drew Lin Chen’s highly concentrated attention back to reality.

However, this sudden voice made Lin Chen furrow his brows even deeper.

Logically, according to the method recorded by Pan Yan’s clan to break this prohibition, it shouldn’t be like this now.

The figure appearing before Lin Chen clearly had its own consciousness. The most important thing is that this figure clearly doesn’t know why it appeared, which presents a problem.

According to Pan Yan’s account, there should be a conscious guardian of the prohibition, but the figure that appeared now seems unaware of its purpose, contradicting what Pan Yan had said.

"Huh?"

While Lin Chen was deep in thought, the figure seemed slightly impatient. It turned to the side, its gaze icy cold, made even more terrifying by the blood-red diffusion.

It stared at Lin Chen, as if trying to discern some clues from his face.

"We want to break this prohibition on the round stick."

Lin Chen pointed animatedly at the blood-red figure and hastened to explain.

"Want to break the prohibition?"

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Lin Chen felt an even stronger chill creeping in, deeper than before.

Yet, Lin Chen showed no sign of fear. He held his longsword, ready and vigilant, facing the figure without a hint of hesitation. He nodded.

This demeanor did not surprise the figure.

The figure then looked around, its gaze drifting over the ground, noticing the drawn lines. Its face cracked a cold smile, appearing ferocious under the blood-red hue.

"What audacious descendants I have, already trying to break this prohibition after only a few hundred years."

The figure spoke slowly, its tone indifferent. It ignored Lin Chen and instead moved aside to where a figure lay on the ground, none other than Pan Yan.

Reaching him, the figure squatted, staring at Pan Yan’s aged face with a hint of disdain.

After a moment, it stood up, lifting a foot and abruptly kicking Pan Yan’s lifeless body into the distance.

"What are you doing!"

This scene was unexpected, and Lin Chen, after a moment’s hesitation, suddenly shouted vehemently, his body involuntarily stepping out of the circle coming near the blood-red figure, eyes wide with fury.

Although Pan Yan had been dead for a while, even a corpse shouldn’t be treated this way.

Moreover, considering the tone of the figure, it clearly seemed to be a predecessor of the Pan family.

Regardless of how, Pan Yan could be considered his descendant; now being treated like this, how could Lin Chen remain unangered?

"What dissatisfaction do you have?"

The blood-red figure glanced back indifferently, its red eyes staring at Lin Chen, devoid of any emotion.

"Why are you doing this?!"

Lin Chen’s hands holding the longsword trembled slightly, though the figure appeared intimidating, Lin Chen was not afraid.

If the figure was merely an unconscious entity like those in the trial field, Lin Chen might not have been this enraged.

But this was different; this figure clearly had consciousness and was a member of the Pan family, which infuriated Lin Chen.

If it weren’t for fear that rash actions might ruin Pan Yan’s earnest efforts, Lin Chen would have charged forward.

He cared little about what this blood-red figure was.

"Heh, being a descendant, intending to break the ancestral prohibition, shouldn’t you be punished?"

"It’s unavoidable. Without even asking, to be treated this way, what makes you deserving."

"Shut up!"

Before Lin Chen could finish speaking, a sudden roar came from within the figure.

Before the sound fell, the figure moved, its form darting, appearing before Lin Chen in a flash.

Covered in a blood-soaked visage, its face abruptly enlarged before Lin Chen.

If it were anyone else, they might have been frightened by this sudden situation.

But Lin Chen had stayed alert from the beginning. As the figure moved, Lin Chen’s arm swung.

The first sword technique taught by Wang Hao, Lin Chen was adept at. In a split second, he raised his sword high, blocking in front of him, anticipating the subsequent attack.

With a swoosh, Lin Chen’s raised longsword fell, slicing from mid-air, striking towards the blood-red figure’s head.

"Huh."

The figure uttered a light exclamation, promptly abandoning its original attack, its form fluttering back several meters away from Lin Chen.