Chapter 655: Chapter 382: Acquiring Holy Spirit Essence, A New Deal
Crash!
The enormous Flying Eagle Beast descends, and Saintess Carrie, dressed in a Green Vine Cloak, arrives at the camp.
The Wood Element can perceive the rich vitality, thus it can be seen that she and Yan Lei have similar expressions, both staring intently at the majestic and silent Platinum Giant Statue with a crown on its head.
Vast, profound...
It is a vitality that completely surpasses the Saint level, something that ordinary people cannot erase, only gaze upon in boundless admiration.
"Angel?"
A speculation arises, and the two exchange a glance, feeling a sense of astonishment and shock.
How long has it been since a true angel was born in the Snake Spirit Continent?
Especially in the Holy City, apart from the earliest founders, no one has broken through this level again.
Even Adams, who is recognized as the strongest and has the highest talent in thousands of years, is only at the Pseudo Angel level.
It seems as if there is some kind of shackle present, causing the rules of heaven and earth to be suppressed.
"Mr. Feng Chen... would you be willing to visit the Holy City for a discussion?"
With difficulty suppressing her speculations and suspicions, Carrie extends an invitation.
Raising an eyebrow slightly, this is not the first time Chen Feng has encountered a similar invitation.
Previously, he was cautious and chose to decline.
But now....
Glancing at the trepidation and surprise in their eyes, he sees the distant grand Holy City.
After a moment of contemplation, Chen Feng does not refuse again.
He assesses, that with his current strength, he no longer needs to worry about being ambushed.
With the Holy Shield Giant of the Envoys and activating the Green Armor State, he is enough to handle most situations.
"Alright."
Nodding in agreement, the Holy Shield Giant vibrates its Stone Wings.
Man and statue soon hover off the ground, then follow Carrie and others towards the Holy City.
Many eyes watch them leave, with Molly’s gaze filled with excitement, presumably sensing the change in attitude of the two legion commanders.
She doesn’t dare to guess much because she finds it somewhat inconceivable.
Chen Feng pays no attention to this, calmly gazing at the nearing majestic Holy City built against the mountain.
Broad waterfalls cascade down, merging into rivers several meters wide that protect the city.
The rushing water roars ceaselessly, with suspended bridges made of giant stones appearing extraordinarily sturdy.
His gaze lingers for a moment on the inscriptions on the White Gray city walls, Chen Feng notices the Blue Light Barrier enveloping the Holy City.
It seems as if some special object has activated the inscriptions, thus unleashing this powerful protective force.
"Seventh-Order Barrier?"
Narrowing his eyes, unsure if it’s an illusion.
Chen Feng vaguely feels that the power fluctuations of this barrier have a unique and familiar force field sensation.
Somewhat similar to the magnetic Light Shield of Earth Star, yet also bearing the Spiritual glow of the Snake Spirit Barrier.
Buzz!
Just at this moment.
Perhaps sensing their arrival, the Blue Light Barrier gradually becomes ethereal, revealing a path of descent.
The Flying Eagle flaps its wings, the statue flies swiftly.
On the White Gray city walls, Silver Armored Falcon Legion warriors cast awe-filled glances.
Chen Feng looks downward and can see that the space within the Holy City is vast, completely like a grand city transformed from a high mountain.
Many stone buildings are layered and closely packed, square and rectangular.
Smooth rocks polished into blocks pave the roads, with mostly white gray and light brown in view, occasionally dotted with green trees becoming robust at street corners.
Numerous figures scurry through the city, a constant flow of people, including women and children mending clothes, and children running and playing in the streets.
Several ox carts and horse carriages pass by, some young warriors just finished their shift, removing their armor and returning home along the stone roads.
Some may drink a sip of strong liquor, while others help their wives to hang clothes or wash armor.
Gusts of wind sweep through, causing the linen robes of the stone building group to flutter in the breeze.
Many Holy City residents notice the commotion and look up, Chen Feng’s gaze flickers on the statue’s shoulder, and then Carrie speaks softly.
"Most of them are our Holy City’s original inhabitants."
"Their ancestors have lived here for thousands of years since ancient times."
"There are also a few migrants from the south, most have family members who became warriors...."
With a simple explanation, Chen Feng nods and doesn’t comment much on the Holy City’s residential rules.
This is their way of survival, and he is but an outsider who has not lived here, naturally unfit to dictate.
Immediately, he withdraws his gaze and looks ahead.
The stone buildings of the Holy City become sparser as they go upwards, resembling the structure of a pyramid.
Finally, at the peak of the Holy City Mountain.
The only visible structure is a magnificent palace built from block stones.
Several large trees requiring seven or eight people to embrace stand nearby, elite warriors from the Three Great Armies hold spears and swords, either patrolling nearby or standing on the steps near the palace entrance.
They appear like heavily guarded Royal Forbidden Army, with candlelight faintly burning on both sides of the hall, shedding light.
Giant flying eagles hover over the palace, while elite warriors survey the surroundings, looking as if they can scrutinize the entire Holy City and its environs, always vigilant, ready to relay information.
Besides this.
There is also a slender figure wearing Golden Armor, waist carrying a Golden Sword, standing on the flat mountain cliff in front of the palace.
Golden hair cascades behind, calm and rational eyes showing confusion but not excessive shock.
Exchanging glances, Chen Feng’s perception trembles slightly, feeling somewhat surprised.
"Pseudo Angel..."
"Seems to have an additional Mighty Power of the Holy City?"
Thoughts flash by, the statue descends.
With Perception Talent, Chen Feng senses Adams’ peculiarity at this moment.
Appearing calm but with strands of Invisible Power swirling incessantly around his body, seemingly merging with the heavens and earth where the Holy City resides.
Feeling stirred, he is both surprised by the Holy City’s depth and methods, and roughly guesses their intentions.
Perhaps intending to display strength as a reminder, to prevent him from acting recklessly.
"Mr. Feng Chen."
"It’s been a long time."
Adams has already withdrawn his gaze from the Holy Shield Giant, meets Chen Feng’s eyes, his tone respectful and steady.
The two exchange glances, both tactfully not revealing their inner thoughts.
"Please."
Then, Adams gestures, and Chen Feng nods slightly in response.
The group enters the palace, he sees the Golden Throne in the deepest part of the hall.
Candlelight continuously burns around, but under the illumination, the place is empty, with no human presence.
"His Highness’s health has not been well recently, still in slumber."
"Please don’t mind, sir."
Adams explained, and Chen Feng was taken aback, then thought of the diary he had seen in the Dream World of Qinggang City.
The curse of the golden bloodline...
And, the Holy Sword that Alonco had repaired completely.
Curiosity arose, and Chen Feng quietly magnified his perception, but quickly realized something was wrong.
"Suppressed?"
The stones of this palace seemed to be fused with some very special material, suppressing his perception range.
Suddenly felt it was somewhat familiar, he examined the patterns on the palace stones more closely.
Chen Feng’s gaze focused hard, discovering that it was exceptionally similar to the stone walls inside the inverted pyramid once explored in Yun Meng Forest.
"Sir?"
Seeing him lost in thought, Adams asked, puzzled.
The group had already reached the open area where the front hall was located, here were several solemn white-gray stone seats.
"It’s nothing."
"Just felt this palace looks somewhat familiar."
With a flicker in his eyes, Chen Feng suppressed the waves in his heart and deliberately spoke.
He was somewhat surprised by the recognition of the palace stones, wanting to see the other’s reaction.
"Oh?"
As expected, Adams and Carrie both had their expressions tighten, secretly startled, and looked at each other.
"May I ask where did you see it, sir?"
Adams gestured to sit down, solemnly inquired, and someone from the legion came over, preparing clear spring water and fruits for them.
"Seen in my world."
"Its building material is very similar to the palace."
Chen Feng said, and then saw Adams and Carrie both fall into silence.
Just when Chen Feng thought they would ask about the world he was in, or avoid and continue to conceal.
"Then it seems that the world you are in... also has the legacy left by the Ancient Tado Empire."
Adams spoke with a complex tone, which surprised Chen Feng.
It was obvious the other was probing, but this verified one of his conjectures.
Is the Holy City truly a legacy left by the Ancient Tado Empire?
As if seeing his expression, Adams and Carrie secretly exchanged glances and then lightly nodded.
"Since you’ve guessed, we don’t need to hide it."
"The Holy City is indeed an alchemy creation left by the Ancient Tado Empire, possessing many divine powers, able to resist the pollution and invasion of the Snake Spirit’s power..."
"It is precisely by relying on this that we can survive till now in a secluded corner..."
While speaking, both were focusing on Chen Feng’s expression.
But unfortunately, Chen Feng was exceedingly calm and merely nodded gently.
The inverted pyramid in Yun Meng Forest had always been unexplored fully and could interfere with numerous technological means, even disappearing without a trace.
Such technological creations indeed have certain divine qualities.
The Holy City may share the same origin, naturally not falling short.
And then, as they spoke.
A Holy City Guard wearing silver armor came over, carrying a red wooden tray.
On it were three tiny white porcelain bottles, Chen Feng’s gaze shifted, using perception to see the transparent liquid inside.
Somewhat milky white halo adorned within, the rich vitality causing the air to have waves of fragrance.
Perhaps not as potent as the Origin of Life, but better in quantity.
Surprisingly, it was the Holy Spirit Essence he had been longing for.
"Previously, you completed the agreement between us, but suddenly left."
"These three bottles of Holy Spirit Essence have always been kept for you, please accept them."
Carrie said, in a sincere tone, rarely showing a smile.
Chen Feng looked at both deeply for a moment, not minding their initiative and goodwill.
Subsequently, collected them, seeing Adams signal that the commander should leave.
Then, eyes met.
"I wonder if sir is interested in continuing to trade with us?"
He spoke earnestly, his calm gaze exceptionally candid, emanating a rational emotion.
With the sensing power of the Holy Sword, he could sense that the other may have already practiced the Awakening Method to a profound level.
Every breakthrough was no longer as easy as it once was, and precisely for this, the ability to enhance cultivation with Holy Spirit Essence could attract the other.
"Oh?"
Chen Feng did not mind trading, as long as there is adequate reward.
Instantly, using this topic, they conversed for a long time.
The Snake-man Army will soon launch another attack, the Five Great Tribes of the Northern Tribes may have already reached near Heavenly Tragedy Mountain, gathering Snake-man forces.
Also, there is suspicion of angelic return, and signs of Angel Power.
The Holy City hoped he could go near Heavenly Tragedy Mountain and gather intelligence, if willing to take action against killing the Saint, or even handling the angel, that would be all the better.
As part of the trade, they were willing to provide one bottle of Holy Spirit Essence in advance, as well as a protection of the Holy Sword’s power, as pre-paid compensation, as a respect to the strong.
Moreover, after the success, additional compensation will be provided based on the size of intelligence, the number of snake-man strong individuals killed.
"Alright."
Chen Feng accepted the terms, immediately receiving another bottle of Holy Spirit Essence.
His perception of the legion commanders of the Holy City was still good, disdaining unreasonable savage looting.
Not to mention, as the Holy City has existed for such a long time, repelling the Snake-man invasions repeatedly, surely hiding many tactics.
Such as the Holy Sword or Barrier, both revealed strong powers, suspected to counter angel.
"However..."
His gaze shifted, in the surprised looks of the two.
Chen Feng extended his right hand from inside the black armor chest armor, retrieving two extraordinary items hidden in the Black Dream Space.
[Blood-colored Gloves]
[Silver Curved Saber]
"These are special items from the world I am in, possessing certain rule power, but also comes with a usage cost..."
"See if you need them, they can be traded with Holy Spirit Essence or Obsidian."
Chen Feng spoke frankly, although feeling somewhat peculiar.
He was initially worried that these two extraordinary items obtained from the Realm of the Dead, would have rule failure when brought to the Snake Spirit Secret Realm.
But according to the panel information, everything seemed normal.
This deepened his conjecture.
Perhaps the Dream World of Second-time Dreaming truly has some strong similar connection?