Chapter 4

In the Xuantian Continent, martial arts are revered above all else.

Everyone yearns to cultivate martial arts and become a martial artist.

However, only those with martial talent can cultivate techniques and condense mystic energy in their dantian.

Martial artists are divided into nine levels from weakest to strongest: Gathering Force, Tyrant Aura, Thousand Jun, Condensing Intent, Specializing in Techniques, Knowing the Void, Divine Treasury, Questioning the Divine, and Divine Realm!

Previously, Lin Chen, at a young age, had reached the fourth level, Condensing Intent, and looked down upon all his rivals.

However, now he is only at the first level of Gathering Force.

But compared to his initial first level of Gathering Force, Lin Chen's current strength is far greater!

"This is the power of the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Technique, and it's just from condensing one sword shadow!" Lin Chen couldn't help but feel excited.

With this technique, he has a chance at revenge!

"Continue to cultivate; I must become stronger as soon as possible, or I will die!" Lin Chen murmured.

His time is too short.

He only has three days.

Three days later, he will be taken to the Imperial Sacrificial Altar to be beheaded and displayed publicly!

His only chance is to escape during the escort!

Otherwise, whether it's the Heavenly Prison or the Imperial Sacrificial Altar, both are heavily guarded by powerful figures, and he has no chance of escaping alive!

"Unfortunately, I don't have any cultivation-aiding pills, or the speed could be even faster!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth.

At the bottom of the Heavenly Prison, the spiritual energy is extremely thin, making it impossible for cultivation progress to be fast.

"Tiangu, go!" Lin Chen lightly commanded, and Tiangu transformed into a black dragon, drilling into the ground.

The reason the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Prison is so thin is not because it is in a desolate place.

On the contrary.

The capital of the Great Wei Kingdom was carefully chosen to be built on a dragon vein, where the spiritual energy is extremely abundant.

The Heavenly Prison is isolated by a great array, which is why it is like this.

Lin Chen is now going to use Tiangu to penetrate the great array of the Heavenly Prison, enter the ground, and connect with the dragon vein to directly obtain the rich spiritual energy!

Tiangu, being a black dragon, is not hindered by the array's barriers or restrictions.

It directly rushed into the ground.

Underground.

There are intersecting earth veins, with countless pure spiritual energies flowing through them, like the meridians in a human body.

These earth veins ultimately converge into a powerful dragon vein!

The black dragon darted through the ground, roaring continuously, and bit into the golden dragon vein, devouring its "flesh"!

These are the highly concentrated pure spiritual energies within the dragon vein. Once swallowed by the black dragon, they are transmitted into Lin Chen's body!

"Good, the power of the dragon vein will heal my injuries and greatly increase my cultivation speed!" Lin Chen's eyes lit up.

Tiangu, being a black dragon, has a strong suppression over the dragon vein, and it can directly bite into it without the dragon vein having a chance to resist.

The spiritual energy continuously converges, and Lin Chen fully activates the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Technique. His injuries visibly heal rapidly, and his realm continuously improves!

Mystic energy condenses, surging into the sword shadow.

Second level of Gathering Force.

Third level of Gathering Force.

Fourth level of Gathering Force!

At the bottom of the Heavenly Prison, no one can escape, let alone Lin Chen, who is already a cripple. No one would come here.

With three days, Lin Chen can fully focus on advancing his realm!

Thus, three days passed.

Lin Chen's realm has already reached the second level of Tyrant Aura!

In just three days, such a speed is unimaginable, far surpassing the past.

Directly devouring the dragon vein for cultivation, even the royal family would not dare to be so extravagant.

After all, the dragon vein is the source of the dynasty's fortune. How could they easily use it?

If they knew that this dragon vein had been gnawed to a great extent by Lin Chen, they would surely go mad.

With the dragon vein being devoured, the Qin Dynasty would inevitably collapse!

Unfortunately, Lin Chen needed to allocate part of his strength to heal his injuries, otherwise his realm could be even higher.

Of course, he has no complaints.

Without the power of the dragon vein, even using a sixth-grade spirit medicine would hardly heal his injuries!

It would be impossible to recover in just three days!

With the three days over, Lin Chen retracted Tiangu. The black dragon's characteristic of deep darkness is sufficient to hide his aura, allowing him to continue pretending to be a cripple.

Footsteps sounded, and as the layers of chains were unlocked, several royal guards in golden armor arrived at the deepest cell.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this the famous Lin Chen, the young general who once shook the Great Wei Kingdom?" Zhao Xing looked at Lin Chen, mocking him.

He looked down on Lin Chen, the former top genius who had once suppressed his peers.

Lin Chen had always been radiant, and in front of him, Zhao Xing was like a worm in the mud.

But what about now?

"Aren't you very strong? Weren't you the one who suppressed your peers? What about now, reduced to a prisoner, a cripple, and having to bow to me!" Zhao Xing laughed loudly.

Lin Chen looked at Zhao Xing indifferently.

This grandson of Zhao Wujie, in the past, they had conflicts, and the result was naturally Zhao Xing's miserable defeat, unable to withstand even one move from Lin Chen.

Zhao Xing had always wanted revenge, and now he finally had the chance.

"Why aren't you talking, great genius? Weren't you very capable? Try to hit me again, hahaha!" Zhao Xing laughed loudly, extremely pleased.

"Who are you?" Lin Chen asked hoarsely.

Hearing this, Zhao Xing was stunned, then his face twisted.

Lin Chen's meaning was that he didn't remember him at all, and he was not worth remembering!

"Looking for death!" Zhao Xing kicked Lin Chen in the stomach, making Lin Chen spit out blood.

"Don't remember me, do you? Now, do you remember?" Zhao Xing sneered, "No matter how powerful you were in the past, you are now just a cripple. I, Zhao Xing, will always be stronger than you, understand!"

Lin Chen curled up on the ground, not answering.

"Oh, let me tell you some good news. The young princess, out of old feelings, has spared the remaining rebels of your Lin family. They have been spared exile, labor, and prostitution, and are now on their way to Yanzhou!" Zhao Xing said with a cold smile.

"Yanzhou!" Lin Chen showed his first emotional change.

Yanzhou, on the border of the Great Wei Kingdom, is a barbaric land, always a thorn in the side of the Great Wei royal family.

"Allegedly, this was personally requested by the King of Yanzhou to the emperor. He said he wants to take Lin Wan'er as a concubine, to taste the flavor of a general's daughter!" Zhao Xing said, laughing loudly.

The King of Yanzhou is lecherous and cruel, although he has submitted to the Great Wei, he has always had ulterior motives.

In the past, the King of Yanzhou had said he wanted to marry Lin Wan'er.

For this, Lin Lan was furious and personally entered Yanzhou, killing all twelve of the town's commanders and breaking the King of Yanzhou's arm, before it was over.

Now he dares to touch Lin Wan'er again!

"Tsk tsk, it's hard to imagine what your gentle and delicate sister would look like under the weight of a barbarian like a wild boar, probably being ravaged to the point of being unrecognizable."

"But, your entire Lin family are rebels. Being alive is a grace, you should be happy for her, hahaha!" Zhao Xing laughed wildly.

"You are looking for death!" Lin Chen roared, lunging at Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing, however, was disdainful and kicked Lin Chen away.

"Deputy Commander Zhao, this person is to be taken to the Imperial Sacrificial Altar to be beheaded and displayed publicly. It wouldn't be good if he died here," a subordinate advised.

Zhao Xing nodded.

"This scoundrel won't die so easily. Take him out," Zhao Xing coldly hummed and walked out.

Lin Chen was taken out of the Heavenly Prison, put into a prison cart, and taken along the Divine Martial Avenue to the Imperial Sacrificial Altar.

Lin Chen was confined in the cart, his messy hair covering his face, but his eyes, hidden beneath, were filled with a cold light.