Chapter 118: The Rainbow Tower

“Right through my heart!”

After his consciousness coalesced within the Sacred White Space, Xu Chen couldn’t help but curse.

Just as he was about to push the door open and press on with his mission, a sudden sense of danger flickered at the center of his brow.

Returning to his body, Xu Chen realized that his own kind had come searching for the few alien tribes he had just slain.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

“Damn it! Interrupting me when I’m busy with something important!”

He rose and drew the Shadow Ink Blade from behind his back, stepping out of the cave.

Inside the cave, the two men remained unaware of what was unfolding, until the agonized screams of the alien tribes echoed through the air.

Behind Xu Chen appeared the spectral form of a colossal Star Giant, coiled with a mighty whale dragon, radiating an overwhelming aura of terror.

The slashes of his blade fragmented space itself; the aliens fell apart before they could even cry out, dismembered into scattered pieces.

By now, Xu Chen had elevated his vital energy to the level of eight dragons. The aura emanating from the specter behind him alone was enough to terrify the alien horde.

There was no escape for the alien squad now.

Twelve corpses lay in total, not a single one intact.

Snow fell heavily as Xu Chen coldly flicked blood from the Shadow Ink Sword.

“Junior Brother Xu seems enraged,” Elder Zong Changshou observed. It was the first time he had seen Xu Chen like this.

“Probably because his cultivation was interrupted—this is the second time already,” Li Chengfu said, walking toward Xu Chen with the intent to console him.

Suddenly, the heavens and earth shook violently.

The mountain collapsed, the earth split, and a chasm as deep as an abyss tore the low hill where the cave resided into two halves.

Between Xu Chen and Li Chengfu, a deep ravine opened wide.

“Everyone, be careful and avoid the fissures,” Xu Chen warned, then leapt into the air, releasing a gentle force that pushed Li Chengfu toward Elder Zong’s side.

Another crack split open right where Li Chengfu had just stood.

The tremors and the thrashing of the giant dragon continued relentlessly for a full hour.

The entire ancient battlefield became a labyrinth of ravines and abyss-like cracks crisscrossing the desolation.

The three men and the horse found themselves standing on a narrow patch barely suitable for footing.

“This is even harder to handle than those natural disasters in the ancient battlegrounds,” Xu Chen said, glancing into the distance.

At that moment, a glow streaked across the sky, as if pointing toward a direction.

Following the light, it grew ever brighter.

A rainbow tower, seemingly bridging heaven and earth, appeared in the distance, radiating that very glow.

“Could it be another legacy from some ancient tribe?” Li Chengfu wondered aloud.

The battlefield, ravaged by the earthquake, was barren and desolate, like a scene from the apocalypse.

Yet that rainbow tower in the distance seemed to offer a glimmer of hope to the forsaken land.

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