Chapter 3192 - The Wind Venerable’s Imprint

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Chapter 3192: The Wind Venerable's Imprint

At this moment, a voice drifted into He Qianchi's ear. When he heard the familiar voice, He Qianchi immediately gathered his focus and bade farewell to everyone in a hurry, leaving the place.

Very soon, in a remote place without anyone else around in Darkstar City, Jian Chen and He Qianchi met up.

"My friend Jian Chen, I didn't expect to see you here again. You've really surprised me." He Qianchi received him with a great laugh, even more enthusiastic than before.

"Don't tell me you've come this time for the Grand Exalt's legacy in the Burial Zone? I need to warn you that the Burial Zone has been an extremely strange place in recent years. It's said that many experts have vanished there. They aren't just Chaotic Primes either. There's even a few Grand Prime Ancestors from peak organisations as well. They've all vanished mysteriously in the Burial Zone without a single trace." He Qianchi warned carefully. As soon as he mentioned the mysterious place that was the Burial Zone, he immediately became stern.

"I haven't come for the Burial Zone or for some legacy of some Grand Exalt. I've come this time to enter the Darkstar World again." Jian Chen smiled faintly. To him, a legacy of some Grand Exalt was nowhere near as important as entering the Darkstar World.

If he entered the Darkstar World, he could obtain ten droplets of a Grand Exalt's essence blood.

On the other hand, he did not even know if he could obtain the Grand Exalt's legacy. Even if he could, there might not be any of the Grand Exalt's essence blood there.

As a result, he did not care about what happened in the Burial Zone at all.

"Enter the Darkstar World again?" However, He Qianchi immediately became dumbstruck when he heard that. He stared straight at Jian Chen and said in a tongue-tied manner, "Y-y-you're still not a thousand years old?"

"That's completely unbelievable. It's been so many years, and you can actually still enter the Darkstar World." Suddenly, He Qianchi seemed to think of something. His eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "My friend Jian Chen, since you can still enter the Darkstar World, could you… could you perhaps… could you perhaps help us out with something small?" He Qianchi rubbed his eyes. His eyes shone fervently, such that even his speech became stuttered.

Jian Chen smiled. "You want me to pull some strings for the Heavenly Crane clan with the Darkstar race?"

"Hehehe, that's right. There are a few items from the Darkstar race that are extremely important to our Heavenly Crane clan, so important that even after losing everything inside, we still can't give up so easily. I was wondering if you could help us out with this?" He Qianchi chuckled before staring at Jian Chen nervously.

"I would do that even if you didn't mention it to me, as I had promised ancestor Lan this back then. Once I enter the Darkstar World again, I will try to persuade the Darkstar Emperor so that the Darkstar race prioritises trade with the Heavenly Crane clan." Jian Chen paused before continuing slowly, "Or perhaps only trading with the Heavenly Crane clan."

"Really? Hahaha, that's fantastic." Hearing that, He Qianchi was overjoyed. He was so excited that he turned red.

"Oh right, how is the situation on the Ice Pole Plane right now?" Jian Chen stared at He Qianchi in great interest. As soon as he mentioned the Ice Pole Plane, He Qianchi's expression changed slightly.

"The Ice Pole Plane, sigh…" He Qianchi let out a great sigh, and the joy on his face vanished very quickly, becoming overcast now.

The change in He Qianchi's expression made Jian Chen's heart sink slightly. He immediately felt an ill omen. He continued to ask, "Senior, what exactly happened on the Ice Pole Plane?"

He Qianchi hid nothing. He told Jian Chen about everything that had happened on the Ice Pole Plane. Even though some of the information was not complete, it was mostly correct.

Very soon, the Snow Goddess returned. Not a single person from the Heaven's sect returned, the Chillwind sect was completely destroyed, and the ancestors of many peak organisations on the Ice Pole Plane were sealed in ice.

When he first heard about the Snow Goddess's return, his expression was joyful, but it gradually turned twisted. In the end, it had even become pale.

"I am indebted to ancestor Lan of the Heavenly Crane clan, while the Icecloud Founding Ancestor of the Snow sect has always been extremely loyal to the Ice Goddess Hall. H-how could my sister do that?" Jian Chen felt like a needle was pricking his heart. The pain was enough for him to suffocate.

He knew that what he feared the most had still ended up occurring.

Even though he was already mentally prepared, he still found it difficult to accept when that day finally arrived, and the reality was laid before his eyes. He felt heart-breaking pain.

"Don't tell me my sister is t-truly gone now?" Jian Chen sucked in a breath sharply. His emotions surged violently as he felt extremely repressed inside.

Jian Chen bade farewell to He Qianchi and roamed through the streets of Darkstar City alone in dejection. Before he knew it, he had already arrived at the entrance to the tunnel.

"Sigh!" With a sigh, Jian Chen immediately vanished into the tunnel with a flash.

However, little did Jian Chen know that as soon as he entered the tunnel leading to the Darkstar World, an extremely well-hidden imprint was shed from his body silently.

The imprint seemed to have qualms, refusing to approach the tunnel between the two worlds. It maintained a certain distance from it.

The imprint just hovered silently in the air. No one sensed its existence.

Suddenly, the power of the imprint dispersed, forming an illusionary figure in the air.

The illusionary figure was the Wind Venerable!

The Wind Venerable gazed at the space before him. He was stern. He said slowly, "This tunnel contains the power of the ancestors of the Wood Spirits and the Darkstar race. Even the imprint I've left on you cannot enter this place, or you will face suppression from both the powers of the ancestors of the Wood Spirits and the Darkstar race. Against the powers of these two sovereigns, your death will be certain."

"So be it. You're already a full-fledged expert now. You even have a proper footing among Chaotic Primes. You no longer require my protection."

"Over the years, I know everything that you went through from the imprint I left on you apart from when you entered the Xuanhuang Microcosm. I know about Anatta as well."

Reaching there, the Wind Venerable became stern. Even though he had already become a Grand Exalt, he could not help but become slightly worried. He sighed gently. "I just hope that your crisis can come a little later. Even if I stand no chance, I will do everything I can to protect you."

In the end, the Wind Venerable gazed off into the distance, looking in the direction of the Burial Zone. The great distance seemed to be nothing in his eyes as his gaze pierced the horrible environment of the Burial Zone as well as all other obstacles. In the end, his gaze gathered on the region where the Grand Exalt's legacy had appeared.

"This is a fortune that belongs to us Spiritsages. No outsider can take it away. I'll bide my time for now. Once I emerge from secluded cultivation, everything that belongs to our Spiritsages will be returned to us."