All Chapters of Dawn of the Gods: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

All eyes were on the third sarcophagus. People were guessing who was the one inside. Xiao Chen also looked dignified. With a bang, the coffin lid went up into the sky, and two people floated out of the sarcophagus. Everybody exclaimed because the two people turned out to be Lu Jianxing and Liu Chengfeng who had previously gone missing. Xiao Chen was slightly shocked. Did he misunderstand Xiaoyue? The two men were captured by Mu Luo undetected? At the moment, Lu Jianxing and Liu Chengfeng looked panic-stricken and were constantly shouting for help. But they seemed to be bound by some limitation, so they were completely unable to move and involuntarily moved to the red radiance. Mu Luo looked crazy, and he laughed in a low voice. "They have innate Spirit Soul. I will take them! Thank you for sending such a good sacrifice!" "Stop!" Xu Gu thundered, but he was engaged by Leng Ningfeng and couldn't go away. Xiao Chen w

Murong Xian'er escaped from the chaos a few months ago and disappeared later. It was not clear why she fell into the hands of the Widespread Wintriness Sect. Even though the Widespread Wintriness Sect did not deliberately capture Xian'er, they held Xian'er in prison for two months, which was unforgivable. Xiao Chen tried to suppress his anger and asked Murong Xian'er, "Xian'er, did they hurt you?" Murong Xian'er sobbed and shook her head. Xiao Chen finally was relieved. He turned his head and coldly looked at Sikong Yun. "Sect Leader Sikong, I will take her away today. Do you want to stop me?" Was there any reason why Sikong Yun should not be angry when he was threatened by a young man in front of the public? But he hid his anger and did not let it out. He said in a deep voice, "Do you know what you are doing? Evil things had harmed countless people. She was an evil spirit. Do you want to associate with the evil's practice?"

A distressed frown began forming on Yu Yifeng's face. Something was wrong, he realized. "What are you doing, Lil Chen?" He asked Xiao Chen, but the latter merely shook his head. "Help me take care of Senior Sister Luo, Brother Yifeng." With a light push imbued with his inner strength, Yu Yifeng was sent off the dais with a whisk of wind. He would never have wanted Yu Yifeng to witness him using the Heaven's Talisman. But there was hardly any choice; there was no way he would leave without Murong Xian'er. He walked slowly to Murong Xian'er. She seemed to feel something welling from within him. Her eyes began to tremble with dread, her little head shaking profusely, "No, Big Brother Xiao Chen... No..." But Xiao Chen merely smiled gently at her as his hand caressed lovingly on her cheeks. Softly, he said to her, "Fret not little Xian'er. Big Brother will allow no harm to come to you..." He turned away from her, his demeanor instan

An intense pressure weighed down on the whole mountain, making it increasingly difficult for everyone to breath. This was the Heaven-slaying Sword, the most potent magic combat magic of the Skygale Sect. It was created thousands of years ago by the founder of the Sect, and since then, it has remained the cornerstone of the Sect's identity in the Violet Manor. Yunya Zi swung the magically-constructed sword of gold, slashing down callously at his foe, the stroke sending a shudder across the mountain. Xiao Chen gazed up at the incoming strike. He recognized the aura of the crushing tension bearing down on him. This was the same technique that Tiangu Zi had once used; the one that had almost reduce Li Muxue into cinders! "Is this the best you can do? Show me what you can!" His voice thundered, the Devil Qi emanating from his self churning wildly. The Blood Lotus Demon Blade materialized in his grasp. His sabre began to gleam scarlet-red as if it was bathed in

Xiao Chen struggled to push himself up and looked around. The walls of the cottage were bare and empty, save for the strange and odd-looking herbs and spices hanging around. He took a long swig of breath; his first since a long time, and took in the scent of medicine and herbs. But there was no one around him. Gui Xian's disembodied voice rang again. "Lie down and don't move around," he snapped before his spectral form appeared. Xiao Chen immediately realized that Gui Xian was merely a soul. He had only just regained consciousness, hence he failed to pick up his presence. He clasped his hands together in salute. "Were you the one who saved me, senior? How should I address you?" Gui Xian giggled. "They call me Gui Xian," he replied, "I suppose you can also address me as such." "I see. It's Senior Gui Xian," Xiao Chen said, his head nodding, "Was I out for long?" "No more or lesser than forty-nine days, boy." "Forty