365: Enter the town's boundary nail once again!

What Wu Lei said was indeed correct; it is very difficult for Human Race Martial Cultivators to come into contact with something of the Rank of Geng Metal Qi.

Unlike those cultivators of Dao who are born with the ability to absorb Spiritual Qi and convert it into spiritual power, Martial Cultivators only possess Qi and Internal Qi.

These two things, one can strengthen the Physical Body, and the other is used to repair the Physical Body.

“Those two little brats have really good luck.”

Wu Lei chuckled, looking at the man sitting beside him.

“Your Majesty, when you’re idle, can’t you go handle some Empire affairs?”

“Do you have to sit on the doorstep of this old man’s house?”

“What, you’re in charge of where I want to sit now?” Yu Jiang chuckled, completely disregarding Wu Lei’s words.

“Besides, isn’t it okay for me to come and see the one who wants to challenge me?”

“What if I can’t beat him and get beaten black and blue, wouldn’t I still have to find you to vent my anger?”

“Alright, alright, if you want to watch, then watch.” Wu Lei rolled his eyes; he couldn’t afford to offend His Majesty the Emperor.

“Besides, you cultivate both Dao and martial arts, how could you not be a match for that kid Chen Heng?”

“Who knows, I think it’s a close call.” Yu Jiang shrugged, not showing an ounce of imperial demeanor.

The two chatted back and forth like old friends of many years.

“Oh, by the way, you know about the things Chen Heng told the Research Institute, right?”

Yu Jiang glanced at Wu Lei, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

“Ultimate Return? The Root?”

Wu Lei scoffed, not taking it seriously at all.

“Even if I know, what then? All I can do is resist with all my might.”

“If I do everything I can and still can’t change it, then just let nature take its course.”

Wu Lei was quite open-minded, but then again, having lived for so many years, he had come to terms with many things.

“That’s why I like chatting with you, and not talking to that monkey Yi.”

Yu Jiang patted Wu Lei’s shoulder.

“After Mr. Chen plugs the gap in the ruins, I will discuss this matter thoroughly with him.”

“And also, about the matters outside the Marsh Sea, I will talk to him about those as well.”

“Are you sure?” Wu Lei frowned; only a few of them knew what was going on beyond the Marsh Sea.

“Yes, after learning about the Root and the Ultimate Return, I’ve probably also figured out why history has a gap.”

“The historical records passed down from the Empire’s ancestors have major problems; many things have been covered up.”

“I hope my conversation with Mr. Chen can clear up some of the doubts in my heart.”

Yu Jiang sighed, stood up, and left the Wu Wang Courtyard.

“Just be prepared…” Wu Lei shook his head, leaning against a pillar and looking at the clear night sky… The next day, after testing Wu Ming and Wu Yue’s Martial Skill, Chen Heng took Wu Man, Bai Jun, and Luo Shuo to the Imperial Research Institute.

“Bai Jun, Luo Shuo, you two wait for me outside later; Wu Man and I will go in.”

Inside the ground traveling steed, Chen Heng instructed Bai Jun and Luo Shuo.

“Your Physical Bodies are too weak; the yin wind inside would be enough to kill you.”

“I understand.” Bai Jun nodded; just from Chen Heng’s description, he could imagine that feeling.

“Wu Man, you’ll be responsible for protecting those children and women; the rest of the matters will be left to me.”

“What about me, what about me?” Luo Shuo had been listening for a long time without hearing what he should do, so he quickly asked.

“You’re responsible for bleeding.” Chen Heng definitely wouldn’t forget Luo Shuo, this top-tier blood bag; who knows when he might be useful.

“Oh…” Luo Shuo felt increasingly useless, like an accessory hanging off Big Brother Chen’s leg.

Bai Jun looked at Luo Shuo with an ‘I understand you’ gaze.

And so, the accessory duo inexplicably resonated… Soon, Chen Heng and his group arrived at the prepared Imperial Research Institute.

The repairer’s appearance was not much different from yesterday, but its material had been completely replaced with the material of the world-suppressing nail.

The alloy researched by the Research Institute itself was too weak, not on the same level as the special metal of the world-suppressing nail.

Even if the proportion of the world-suppressing nail metal reached over sixty percent, the strength was still vastly different.

“Mr. Chen, it’s up to you.”

This time, unlike the last time when a large group of people went to watch the excitement, there were only Wu Xiong, the Grand Elder, the Old Woman, and Chen Heng.

Since witnessing Chen Heng’s terrifying Physical Body, no one doubted Chen Heng anymore.

“I know, don’t forget what you promised me.”

Carrying the repairer on his shoulder, Chen Heng walked towards the world-suppressing nail gate underground.

Not long after, Chen Heng stood before the gate once again.

“Black Witch God, you’d better make up that last bit for me, otherwise I’ll have to make another trip to Great Liang.”

Watching the slowly opening gate, Chen Heng directly jumped in.

Wu Man followed closely behind, and the two disappeared into the faint Yin Qi.

“Is it my imagination?” Wu Xiong rubbed his chin, looking at the Yin Qi that wasn’t spreading outwards.

“How come I feel like the Yin Qi has decreased?”

“It’s not an illusion, the Yin Qi has indeed decreased.” The Old Woman stood before the gate, looking inside and said.

“It’s probably because of Chen Heng last time; it should be much safer inside now.”

“That makes sense.” The Grand Elder and Wu Xiong both recalled Chen Heng’s terrifying appearance from yesterday.

Although it sounded a bit absurd, the few of them indeed believed that the Yin Qi inside had almost been sucked dry by Chen Heng… Inside the gate, Chen Heng activated the engine in his leg, pulling Wu Man to quickly approach the gap.

Chen Heng prided himself on having a good memory and could find his way almost without visual observation.

After about an hour, Chen Heng’s speed gradually slowed down.

“Chen Heng, the Black Witch God is right there!”

Wu Man hung on Chen Heng’s body, pointing at a large dark shadow not far away and said.

“That thing is the Black Witch God?” Chen Heng looked at the shadow not far away; could something like this even be called a God?

He had thought the Wutong God was the weakest God, but it turned out there was something even more rubbish.

“Alright, you go find those few people from your tribe, and leave the rest to me.”

Wu Man nodded and ran towards where Muwu was hiding.

Chen Heng placed the repairer on the ground and stepped towards the Black Witch God.

But even when Chen Heng walked up to the Black Witch God, this lump of a thing still showed no reaction.

Chen Heng nudged him, and a bone mask was flipped over by Chen Heng.

The Black Witch God shrieked upon seeing Chen Heng, seemingly very afraid of Chen Heng.

Seeing the Black Witch God trying to escape, Chen Heng didn’t bother to investigate why he was afraid of him, and opened his Mouth of Taotie to swallow him.

[ancestor shaman totem (99% → 99.3%)]

“Tsk, one only increases by 0.3%.” Chen Heng pouted, a bit displeased.

Fortunately, there wasn’t just one Black Witch God here; such a large number was enough for Chen Heng to activate the first Power of the Ancestral Witch.