Chapter 670
The Blood Red Monument
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Big Yellow stopped immediately after he heard the warning and gave a praising glance to the disciple who did it. He would have jumped over the river if he wasn’t reminded by him.
There were many cultivators standing beside the river bank, each of their faces were filled with concern. The magma river before them had sent chills down their spines. No one knew how powerful the magma was but they had just seen a Second Grade Combat Emperor who wanted to fly past the river being engulfed and incinerated into nothing.
Even a Second Grade Combat Emperor couldn’t endure the attack of the magma. Who would dare to make another attempt now?
Everyone’s faces changed. A Second Grade Combat Emperor, even without using his Yuan Force had the physical strength that could lift an entire mountain, but he couldn’t even make the monument move.
“My mother! How can this monument be this heavy? I can’t believe that I can’t even lift a monument with my Second Grade Combat Emperor’s strength.”
That strong man was enraged. He immediately circulated his Yuan Force in his body. His body was now full of glimmering energy from top to bottom. The energy flowed from his body to both of his arms, then he tried to pull the monument one more time.
However, the result was the same, the monument remained standing like an immovable divine iron.
*Argh*
The strong man bellowed and poured all of his might into lifting the thing, but nothing happened. Eventually, he fell to the ground with a ‘puff’ sound. The monument was able to drain all of the energy of a Second Grade Combat Emperor until he was so tired he lied on the ground. It was truly terrifying.
“A very heavy monument.”
Han Yan and Sot Old Man also changed their facial expression, many others did the same. Now, even an idiot would know that this monument was extraordinary.
“Garbage, get out of the way! Let master dog try it.”
Big Yellow wagged his sturdy tail and swaggered to the monument. He used his hind legs for support, his front feet gripped the monument and he started pulling.
“Dammit! Why is this thing so heavy?”
Big Yellow couldn’t help but curse. This time, even Jiang Chen’s face turned solemn. The Second Grade Combat Emperor couldn’t lift the monument was probably because it was too heavy or divine, but Big Yellow was a peerless beast at the peak of Third Grade Demon Emperor, his physical strength was beyond anyone’s imagination. Was this monument really so heavy?
“Master dog don’t believe it.”
Big Yellow threw himself onto it. There was a surge of demon aura in his body and he exerted all of his energy to move it, but he still couldn’t.
In the end, Big Yellow was infuriated. He used his solid head to knock the monument. Since he couldn’t remove it, he might as well destroy it.
*Bang*
Unfortunately, when Big Yellow’s head knocked on the monument, even though a spark was created it still didn’t move and not even a scratch was left on it.
“Your mother!”
Big Yellow swore loudly, this was the most terrible blow he had ever faced.
“How could this happen? What is this monument? Why is it that is so hard and heavy?”
“This is the end, if not even this dog can lift the monument. There is probably no one else that can do it.”
Everyone was looking at one another with slight despair, while some looked at Jiang Chen, hoping that perhaps Jiang Chen could remove it.
“Little Chen, go and try.”
Han Yan said.
“En.”
Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes were still as solemn as before. Big Yellow’s failure to lift the monument didn’t give him any confidence to do any better.
Jiang Chen approached the monument. He extended his arms and wrapped it around the monument. He casted his Dragon Transformation Art, blood red dragon marks started to appear from his body, fully enveloping the monument.
*Argh*
Jiang Chen shouted and circulated all of his strength and exerted it on the monument.
However, the monument still didn’t move a tiny bit even when Jiang Chen had used his Dragon Transformation Art on it.
“Even big brother can’t move it.”
Zuo Ling Er’s was sighing.
Jiang Chen shook his head. “This monument is a rare thing. A thing like this can only be lifted by the destined person.”
“Let me try.”
This time, Tyrant initiated. He was a person who knew his own limits. Even Jiang Chen couldn’t move the monument, so why would he want to try? He must have known or felt something about this monument.