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Sovereign of the Three Realms · Chapter 1843

Chapter 1843: None Can Be Missing

January 17, 2020 · 5 min read · 1,023 words

When Jiang Chen heard Sacred Mistress Ningyan say this, he could basically confirm that this True Martial Sacred Land might indeed have connections to the ancient Earth Treasure Gate.

The ancient Earth Treasure Gate had been one of the Ten Great Sects of antiquity. It was also the only power among those that excelled in formation arrays to have made it into the Ten Great Sects.

During the ancient era, the Ten Great Sects had led the trends of the ancient human race.

As one of them, the Earth Treasure Gate had also sent forces to Myriad Abyss Island to participate in the cleanup of the Foreign Battlefield.

Because the coordinates of the Divine Abyss Continent had been exposed, the continent had been completely laid bare during that era. Though with the passage of time, the spatial movements and coordinate shifts of the continent would gradually seal themselves off.

But this cycle of movement would never change.

Once a certain period had elapsed, the coordinates of the Divine Abyss Continent would once again appear without reservation in the eyes of adventurers, becoming a prize in the sight of planar explorers.

This was a cycle as fated as destiny itself.

Unless one day, the movement of the Heavenly Tracks experienced a massive deviation, breaking free from this cycle.

Or, a supreme powerhouse appeared — one with the Divine Ability to move heaven and earth — who could forcibly alter the planar movement rules of the Divine Abyss Continent.

And thus completely change its trajectory.

Of course, both of these possibilities were infinitesimally small.

Especially the latter — even monsters of the Myriad Heavens level did not all necessarily possess such tremendous power.

To alter the movement rules of a mortal plane was equivalent to forcibly rewriting the fate of an entire plane. It required not only Divine Ability but also tremendous karmic merit and extraordinary fortune, and all manner of conditions had to be met.

Otherwise, even one who held the lofty title of Heavenly Emperor, if he acted against the will of heaven, could invite disaster.

Think of Jiang Chen's father, the Heavenly Emperor of his previous life — had he not acted against heaven to refine the Sun Moon Divine Pill and alter Jiang Chen's fate against all odds, perhaps the Great World of the Profound Abyss Myriad Heavens that he had governed would never have suffered such a catastrophic calamity.

Of course, these were matters that Jiang Chen still hadn't managed to sort out.

However, he had a premonition — he felt that he was drawing closer and closer to that threshold.

That day would come sooner or later.

All Jiang Chen could hope was that he would be able to prepare everything for when that day arrived.

But now was not the time for such talk.

By Jiang Chen's ear, Sacred Mistress Ningyan continued: "The ancient records of our True Martial Sacred Land do indeed indicate deep ties with the ancient Earth Treasure Gate. It would not be wrong to say that we originated from the Earth Treasure Gate."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was overjoyed and nearly blurted out a question about any clues regarding the Myriad Heavens Ten Thousand Spirits God-Locking Formation. But he was no longer the reckless youth he had once been, nor was he the impatient young man who couldn't hold his tongue.

Matters of this scope touched upon far too many things and absolutely could not be approached so rashly.

"No wonder the True Martial Sacred Land has been able to maintain its foothold in the True Martial Divine Kingdom for so long, standing as one of the Ten Great Divine Kingdoms through all ages — it turns out to be a legacy of the ancient Earth Treasure Gate. Truly admirable."

These words from Jiang Chen were, in their way, a bit of flattery.

Sacred Mistress Ningyan's mood immediately improved. Being praised by someone of Jiang Chen's caliber was quite a source of face for the True Martial Sacred Land.

"Young Master Jiang, it is not this seat boasting on behalf of the True Martial Sacred Land — our Sacred Land's mastery of formation arrays is absolutely among the very best in all of Myriad Abyss Island. The Earth Treasure Gate's formation inheritance is no empty claim."

Jiang Chen nodded. "I believe it. One need only look at the defensive level of this Spiritual Medicine Base to see that much."

Sacred Mistress Ningyan clearly cared very deeply about the matter of the Earth Treasure Gate's legacy, and her sense of pride in it was palpable.

"Young Master Jiang, you mentioned the ancient Demon Sealing War earlier — have you perhaps done some research on the Demon Race as well?" Sacred Mistress Ningyan asked suddenly.

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. "The Demon Race is an opponent that our human race must inevitably face, sooner or later. No matter where we are — even here in Myriad Abyss Island — we cannot avoid confronting the Demon Race. To deal with the Demon Race, the experiences of the ancient Demon Sealing War are essential research material."

Sacred Mistress Ningyan was greatly astonished. "I never imagined that someone so young could contemplate matters this far ahead. The Eternal Sacred Land has truly found a treasure this time. Even I am feeling a touch of envy and jealousy toward your Eternal Sacred Land. If our True Martial Sacred Land had a genius like you, why would we have any worry about our foundation being threatened?"

"Our foundation wouldn't exactly be threatened — it's just that excessive internal conflict represents an unnecessary drain on the Sacred Land. That's why the pacification must be accelerated, settled quickly through decisive action. The sooner order is restored, the less is lost."

"That may be true, but the rebel forces are powerful — how easy is it to quell them swiftly? Right now, the Sacred Land's headquarters is still surrounded by the rebel army. Whether they can even break free from the siege remains to be seen." Sacred Mistress Ningyan's voice was heavy with anguish.

Clearly, the state of the Sacred Land weighed upon her greatly.

End of chapter 1843