As Martial God An Yang continued speaking, a corner of a powerful and mysterious ancient force in the world began to surface.
Martial God Hall—that was the name of this mysterious organization!
This force could be said to be powerful beyond imagination, possessing unimaginably immense energy.
The Xia Feng Kingdom was powerful enough, boasting a history of over a thousand years, a million-strong army, enduring Martial Gods, and the establishment of a dynasty—it was incredibly formidable. Yet, it only ranked in the middle to lower tiers among the one hundred and eight kingdoms.
The Tian Mu Kingdom was far more powerful than Xia Feng, capable of ranking within the top thirty. But such a powerful kingdom was annihilated by the Martial God Hall without the slightest effort.
One could imagine just how immense the energy of this organization was; it absolutely stood above the one hundred and eight kingdoms.
Ye Chen was not surprised by this. In this world, there were always some forces whose strength was unimaginable.
Although the Xia Feng Kingdom was hailed as a kingdom, occupying a vast territory, establishing a dynasty, and commanding an army of hundreds of thousands, it was incredibly powerful.
But the Tian Du Continent was so vast and expansive that there were hundreds of similar kingdoms alone. With a hundred kingdoms standing side by side, flourishing and prosperous, the true powers that stood above these kingdoms were the three great empires and one grand academy.
These were the four superpowers on the surface, far surpassing the Xia Feng Kingdom. They all possessed heritage and energy unimaginable to ordinary people, and once they acted, they could easily annihilate kingdom-level forces one by one.
As for the Martial God Hall, it was unheard of in the world. Only those who had reached a certain level were qualified to know of the existence of this mysterious force and understand just how powerful this ancient organization's energy could be.
Ye Chen's current cultivation level was not sufficient to come into contact with all this. But from just a few words spoken by Martial God An Yang, he could grasp two or three parts out of ten, understanding the terror of this force.
He speculated that this mysterious Martial God Hall could probably be mentioned in the same breath as the three great empires and the grand academy. It was just that it did not exist openly but was an ancient major power lurking in the shadows.
Now, he was beginning to truly understand the powerful forces at the pinnacle of the pyramid on the Tian Du Continent.
However, Martial God An Yang only spoke a few sparse, direct words before saying no more, as if there were many taboos involved that could not be spoken of.
Ye Chen naturally understood. The Martial God Hall was not an ancient force that ordinary people could know about, and it naturally had many secrets that could not be casually disclosed to outsiders.
Even a Martial God powerhouse like An Yang could not casually speak of the various matters concerning the Martial God Hall to outsiders. It was only because he held some favor towards Ye Chen that he mentioned part of the inside story of this ancient force.
Ye Chen did not press further. For now, it was enough for him to know of the mysterious Martial God Hall. In the future, when he grew stronger, he would slowly come to understand, truly grasp, and even look down upon this ancient force.
After eating half a roast boar, Martial God An Yang finally had his fill of wine and food. He patted his slightly bulging belly, seeming a little embarrassed by his own appetite, and let out a dry laugh. "Apologies, it was just too delicious, so I ate a bit much."
Ye Chen didn't mind and smiled. "Brother An Yang, feel free. Demonic beasts can be hunted anytime; I just did the roasting."
Martial God An Yang laughed heartily, no longer embarrassed. He patted Ye Chen's shoulder, quite fond of his generosity. However, as he patted, the wound on his chest tore open, and blood continuously gushed out, completely dyeing his battle armor crimson.
He frowned, took out a bottle of high-grade healing medicine from his internal space, swallowed a pill, and sprinkled white medicinal powder on the wound. Yet, the blood from the wound kept flowing, simply unable to stop.
This was no ordinary wound; it was inflicted by the Eight-Horned Green Ox and had certain characteristics that prevented immediate healing. Otherwise, with the powerful vitality of a Martial God powerhouse, an ordinary wound would have healed in an instant.
Seeing this, Ye Chen tossed over a bottle of Hundred Herbs Liquid. "Brother An Yang, you can try this healing medicinal liquid."
Although he wanted to say that ordinary healing medicines were useless, seeing it was Ye Chen's kind intention, Martial God An Yang felt embarrassed to refuse. He thanked him, took it, and the moment he uncorked the bottle, he felt a pleasant, refreshing fragrance assail his nostrils. His eyes lit up, knowing it was a top-grade healing medicinal liquid, rare and precious. He immediately poured some onto the wound on his chest.
Strangely enough, even the high-grade healing medicine he carried on him couldn't stop the bleeding from this wound. But as soon as this bottle of Hundred Herbs Liquid was poured out, the wound felt a wave of coolness, with no pain at all. Even the blood stopped gushing—truly miraculous.
Martial God An Yang exclaimed in admiration, "Truly an excellent bottle of healing medicinal liquid! It can even stop the bleeding from a wound inflicted by a super demonic beast. Little brother, did you perhaps refine this healing liquid yourself?"
If that were truly the case, it would be monstrous indeed. Because with his discerning eye, he could tell that unless one was an alchemist, and not just any ordinary alchemist, it would be impossible to refine such a mouthful of medicinal liquid.
Ye Chen did not deny it. "I just managed to refine it by luck."
This made Martial God An Yang view Ye Chen in an even higher light. Originally, Ye Chen was a stunningly talented cultivation prodigy. Now that he could even refine such medicinal liquid, didn't that mean he was an alchemist?
Thinking of this, Martial God An Yang couldn't help but regard Ye Chen's existence with even greater importance. This was absolutely an extraordinary youth. As long as he didn't fall prematurely, his future achievements would be limitless.
"Little Brother Ye Chen, today not only did I enjoy your feast to fill my belly, but I also took your healing medicinal liquid to treat my wounds. Such kindness and favor, I dare not forget." Martial God An Yang clasped his fists in a salute, quite serious, and immediately patted his uninjured chest to make a promise. "I dare not speak of other things, but if one day you, little brother, encounter difficulties, as long as you come to the Martial God Hall and find me, I will certainly do my utmost to help, without shirking."
This was a rather weighty promise. Every Martial God powerhouse was proud and took their promises very seriously, never lightly breaking their word to others. Once a promise was made, it meant it must be fulfilled.
"Since Brother An Yang says so, I naturally won't decline." Ye Chen's face broke into a wide smile. This was exactly the promise he wanted.
A Martial God powerhouse, especially one from the mysterious ancient force, the Martial God Hall, would absolutely have a great deterrent effect.
After all, he was still very weak at present. Although Elder Yan was protecting him for ten years, he was not a servant to be ordered around at will and would not act except at critical moments.
If he truly encountered difficulties, perhaps borrowing the might of this Martial God An Yang could deter some forces and achieve unexpected results.
Suddenly, Martial God An Yang's expression turned serious and grave. "Little Brother Ye Chen, next, I must tell you something very important. I hope you will remember it well."
"What is it?"
Ye Chen's expression grew solemn. For Martial God An Yang to be this solemn, it definitely wasn't without reason.
"If my guess is correct, the Demonic Beast Mountain Range will experience an extremely terrifying upheaval within these two months. The disaster will spread far and wide. You should leave this troubled land early; otherwise, it will be much more difficult to extricate yourself later." Martial God An Yang said.
Ye Chen was shocked. "Why would there be an upheaval?"
Once an upheaval occurred in the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, it would involve a vast area, triggering the most terrifying demonic beast rampage. Thousands upon thousands of demonic beasts would emerge, killing their way into the human world, causing terrible destruction.
And Luo Feng City was located near the Demonic Beast Mountain Range. By then, it might also suffer some impact. This made him somewhat worried, as his parents in this life lived in Luo Feng City, and his father was even the city lord, unable to leave.
If a demonic beast rampage truly occurred and reached Luo Feng City, he would have plenty to worry about.
"If my speculation is correct, the Eight-Horned Green Ox must have lost that important treasure last night. Although I don't know exactly who did it, this treasure is of great importance, involving some ancient secrets, and is very significant to the Demonic Beast Mountain Range." Martial God An Yang did not hold back and continued, "Because of this, the true overlord of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, in order to reclaim that treasure, might launch a demonic beast rampage to wreak havoc in the human world."
Ye Chen's face changed slightly. He hadn't expected that a small bone fragment could potentially lead to such a terrifying outcome. Had he known earlier, he definitely wouldn't have taken the bone fragment. But now, everything was too late.
However, in fact, there was no need to worry too much. Because once a demonic beast rampage occurred, the Xia Feng Kingdom would certainly not sit idly by. In the thousand-year history of the Xia Feng Kingdom's existence, the Demonic Beast Mountain Range had launched several demonic beast rampages before, bringing disaster to the human world.
Each time, the Xia Feng Kingdom dispatched hundreds of thousands of heavily armored elite troops to exterminate the rampaging demonic beasts, paying a great price to restore peace to the world.
This time, if a demonic beast rampage occurred in the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, the Xia Feng Kingdom would similarly act to stop the upheaval.
"Thank you, Brother An Yang, for informing me. I understand this point." Ye Chen clasped his fists in gratitude. With this news, he could at least take some preventive measures in advance.
The morning sun rose in the east. When the first ray of dawn sunlight pierced the darkness of daybreak, Martial God An Yang chose to leave.
Before departing, he gifted Ye Chen a golden token and a jade bead, saying that if he encountered difficulties in the future, with this token, he could have the Martial God Hall help once.
And this jade bead might seem like an ornament, but it contained a full-power strike from a Martial God, usable to save one's life at a critical moment.
Both were remarkable treasures. Ye Chen hadn't expected Martial God An Yang to be so generous, gifting them without the slightest hesitation. This surprised and moved Ye Chen, making him feel this was a friend worth befriending.
In the future, when he grew stronger, he wouldn't mind giving Martial God An Yang a hand.
Finally, Martial God An Yang turned and left, disappearing into the eastern horizon where the sun rose...