"Senior, Long Chen is not the kind of greedy person who is greedy. We are all human, and when the human race is in trouble, Long Chen should lend a helping hand and not mention rewards." Long Chen hurriedly waved his hand.
Although Long Chen was quite displeased with Chifeng, the old man and most others found him pleasing, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
"But let's be clear: if I can help, I will definitely help, but if you really can't, please don't blame me."
Long Chen didn't dare to speak too bluntly. It's fine for me to put in some effort, but to risk my life—that's definitely not allowed.
Although they were all human, they had met by chance, and yet Long Chen was made to work for them. Long Chen wasn't foolish enough to do so.
Long Chen knew they had to deal with the Golden Lion Clan and the Stone Spirit Clan. Whether it was adding to the cake or helping in a needy day, Long Chen would definitely help if he could. But if the strength gap between the two sides was too great, Long Chen would not risk his life.
The old man had lived countless years; how could he not understand Long Chen's meaning? He smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, young friend. We're just seeking a help, not hiring a thug." Hearing
this, Long Chen immediately felt relieved. "I'm here to help, but don't expect me to take the lead."
"Come on, I'll take you to see the treasures of our Tianyu City." The old man said.
"You don't even need to look at the treasures! After all, this is a secret of your Tianyu City. I'm an outsider and can't know too much. Long Chen said.
"No, you must see this supreme treasure. Whether it can resolve the crisis depends on it." The old man said.
The old man didn't give Long Chen a chance to refuse, and simply led him toward the highest ancient tower in the city. When Long Chen and the old man left, in a dark corner, a pair of cold eyes stared at them.
The owner of these eyes was Chifeng. He watched the two of them walk into the ancient tower, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes before slowly disappearing, disappearing into the darkness.
The ancient pagoda was heavily guarded, with countless guards at the main gate. Upon seeing the old man arrive, they all saluted, but still required him to show his token. After the old man showed his nameplate for verification, the guard handed it to him with both hands and then bowed again.
"Crack, crack, crack...
The
old door slowly opened. No one knew how many years it hadn't been opened. The stone door opened extremely slowly, as if rusted, and the sound was extremely uncomfortable.
When the door opened a gap that allowed a person to pass, the elderly man waved his hand, signaling not to open it further. The door was hard to open and hard to close, so opening it smaller made closing easier.
As the two entered the tower, the main door behind them slowly closed. The old man led Long Chen forward, and ahead lay another gate. The old man placed the nameplate in a groove, and the door suddenly trembled and slowly opened.
The moment the door opened, an invisible aura pressed down. Long Chen immediately felt his whole body tremble, almost flying into the air, and hurriedly gathered his strength to resist.
"Little friend, powerful strength!" When he saw that Long Chen hadn't flown out, a look of emotion appeared on the old man's face. Long Chen's strength was far greater than he had imagined.
In fact, his positioning was quite skillful. Long Chen was right beside him, taking the brunt of the strongest impact. He wanted to use this opportunity to test Long Chen, but unexpectedly, Long Chen only swayed slightly, and he immediately felt confident.
"Crack, crack, crack... As
the gate slowly opened, even Long Chen's composure made him cry out in surprise. What came into view was a giant sword thousands of feet long. It turned out this ancient tower was originally dedicated to enshrine this giant sword.
Looking at the giant sword, the old man choked up: "This sword is called the Tianyu Sword. First came the Tianyu Sword, then Tianyu City. This sword was forged by the Human Immortal Emperor Lu Tianyu."
In the Great Chaos War, Lu Tianyu was killed, and the Tianyu Sword protected Tianyu City and fell here. Later, in endless battles, all the descendants of the Tianyu Immortal Emperor perished in battle, but the Tianyu Sword continued to protect Tianyu City and us useless people with its own power.
It could have left directly, without protecting us useless people, but it kept resisting the laws of heaven and earth here, carving out a space for us to survive.
Now, its divine power was about to be exhausted, Tianyu City was on the verge of collapse, and everything was about to end.
Previously, when I asked you for help, it was just a test. If you refused, it means you're not the one we're waiting for.
Now that you're here, I hope you can save the Tianyu Sword. Even if we both die, it's fine—I just hope you can save it." The
old man's words moved Long Chen. He hadn't expected this sword to be an Immortal Emperor's divine weapon. However, the giant sword was already rusted, and apart from the powerful pressure it displayed when opening the door, there was no sign of any fluctuation.
"Brother Long Chen, it's a fire-type divine weapon!" At that moment, Huo Ling'er's excited voice rang out.
Fire-type divine weapons? Long Chen was startled. Why was there not a trace of flame fluctuation from a fire-type divine weapon? You have to know, Long Chen is an alchemist, most sensitive to fire, yet he couldn't sense its fluctuations.
Long Chen walked beneath the giant sword, his large hand lightly touching its tip. Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and the power of fire within him erupted, a terrifying suction force frantically draining the fire power from within him.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the giant sword trembled violently, and a dark red flame rune appeared on the rusted blade.
Seeing this, the old man trembled with excitement all over. He clenched his fists, knowing that the Tianyu Sword could be saved—Long Chen was the one he had been waiting for.
"Whoosh!" Long Chen's
large hand left the sword, and the runes glowing on the blade slowly dimmed again.
Long Chen turned to look at the old man, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Senior, I have some very unfortunate news to share with you." "
What is it?" The old man's expression changed.
"The spirit of the Tianyu Sword is dead. Now, only instinct remains. Even if I activate it, it's no longer the Tianyu Sword it once was. Sorry, I'm late." Long Chen said somewhat sadly.
When Long Chen finished speaking, the old man shook and hurriedly helped him up. After a long while, he sighed and said, "
When corruption appeared in Yucheng that day, I knew it might have already left. But I didn't dare come to see it. I always held onto a sliver of hope."
At this point, the old man choked up and couldn't speak. Long Chen didn't know how to comfort him and could only quietly stay by his side. After a while, the old man calmed down a bit and said, "
That's for the best. It's tired too. Maybe it's gone to another world to find its master."
The old man continued, "Young friend, see if you can reactivate it. Even if it's no longer what it used to be, it doesn't matter. If you can activate it, it will be yours." "
Let me give it a try!"
But before Long Chen could answer, Huo Ling'er rushed out immediately, not asking for his opinion, and placed her small hand directly on the tip of the sword.