Chapter 2218 - 2211: I Am the Living Lei Feng

"Boom!"

"Boom!" The collision of two soul powers caused the space to shake violently, with any wave able to easily wipe out a large group of Realm Breakers. Without the protection of the Ancient God, Zhang Menglong would never have survived on such a battlefield.

The power of the Ancient God has indeed become very weak. At his peak, he could alone fend off the entire Ancient Humans, but now he has to battle so fiercely with a soul shard of an Ancient Human.

"Ancient God, even if I disappear, more Ancient Humans will awaken. How long can you protect this world with your fragmented form then?"

The battle lasted several days, but the Ancient God eventually gained some advantage and completely shattered the soul of the Ancient Human. In a curse filled with resentment, the will of the Ancient Human completely vanished.

The Ancient God’s voice suddenly sounded much older, "Little one, hurry up, these soul powers will dissipate soon. It’s the best time to absorb them now."

"You’ve worked hard, great one!" Zhang Menglong did not hold back, "Heaven and Earth Domineering Qi Art!"

A cultivation technique that can devour anything in the world to strengthen oneself, the golden soul energy condensed into a vortex and poured directly into Zhang Menglong’s body. This time, his soul’s growth speed far exceeded that of devouring the Supreme Crystal and the golden gel.

The soul powers were too massive, and Zhang Menglong took almost a month to fully refine them. At this point, Zhang Menglong’s soul power had reached the level of a Realm Breaker.

"A single soul shard only raised your soul power to the level of a Realm Breaker? Your body is truly unfathomable!" The Ancient God exclaimed.

It’s known that Ancient Humans, during their lifetime, reached the peak of the ultimate life form levels, and even just a fragment of soul energy possessed Eighth Grade or higher level energy of an Ultimate Life Form.

This implies that Zhang Menglong’s body’s capacity is nearly a thousand times that of ordinary people, and at the same life level, his combat strength is estimated to be a thousand times that of ordinary people!

"You seem to be getting weaker." Zhang Menglong could hear that the Ancient God was almost out of breath. "You won’t disappear, right?"

"I won’t disappear for now. I am a being birthed together with this world. As long as this world isn’t completely destroyed, I can’t truly vanish, but I fear I will fall into a long slumber."

"When can you wake again?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"I’m not sure," the Ancient God sighed, "Perhaps when this world no longer has the semblance of Ancient Human power, when sunlight can reach every inch of this world."

"I hope we can meet again then." Zhang Menglong smiled, "Rest assured, the benefits I’ve received won’t be taken in vain. I’ll definitely find a way to deal with those Ancient Humans!"

"I’ll leave it all to you." The Ancient God’s voice suddenly lightened significantly; he felt that Zhang Menglong was someone trustworthy and reliable.

With the complete disappearance of the Ancient God’s will, Zhang Menglong knew he had already fallen asleep.

"Oh no, you haven’t told me how to get out of here!" Zhang Menglong suddenly shouted.

But just then, a faint ripple resembling a door appeared in the space, and Zhang Menglong stepped through directly. When he emerged, he found himself back in the Blood Pond once again!

Naturally, the Blood Pond no longer existed, and the stream of energy had disappeared too. As the underground space fell silent and the Ancient Human soul shards dissipated, this place had completely turned into an ordinary dry riverbed.

"Lots of turmoil is likely ahead for the Holy Soul Alliance," Zhang Menglong recalled that several Emperors had also entered the underground space. With months passed, it’s likely that the entire Holy Soul Alliance has become chaotic.

In fact, the disappearance of the Blood Pond rendered the presence of the Holy Soul Alliance unnecessary, as its original purpose was to manage and evenly distribute the benefits from the Blood Pond. Even if those six Emperors survive, the alliance is bound to fall apart.

"This mission is daunting," Zhang Menglong muttered to himself, unsure of how many Ancient Human soul shards remain in the world or where they might be hidden.

"Oh, right!" Zhang Menglong suddenly remembered an old friend, "This Xiaolin Chusheng should have the power of an Ancient Human soul shard. Given the inferior nature of the Kaibong people, he’ll surely find a way to grow stronger and come seeking trouble with me again."

Zhang Menglong chuckled coldly, "Next time you show up before me, it won’t be so easy for you to escape."

Regarding the Ancient Human soul shards, Zhang Menglong currently lacks many clues. However, he still has one task, which is to help Qianxu Moyan return his ancestor’s bones to the Moyan Family.

Compared to searching for those Ancient God soul shards, finding the Moyan Family is much easier. They’re famous across the Continent, with plenty of information about them available.

However, the issue is that their residence is extremely secretive, akin to a secretive clan, living in a small world they’ve carved out, which prevents interference from the chaotic and secular outside world.

Zhang Menglong scoured through lots of materials but couldn’t locate their hideout.

"Instead of finding them, I might as well let them come to me!"

Zhang Menglong searched through the clothing left behind by the Moyan Family members and indeed found something valuable.

It was a blue-gray ancient sword that seemed quite old. Its material is extremely durable; a Transcender couldn’t destroy it, and Zhang Menglong couldn’t melt it into shape even with Strange Fire in the short term.

Zhang Menglong logged into the virtual network of the Continent and directly listed the ancient sword on the most authoritative trading website with a very high price, believing that, seeing it, someone from the Moyan Family would contact him.

Sure enough, on the third day after Zhang Menglong listed the item for sale, he received a notification from the trading website.

"Hello, sir. A gentleman is interested in this item. His name is Teng Ao Moyan, but he wants to discuss it face-to-face with you. Of course, you have the right to refuse."

"It’s indeed someone from the Moyan Family." Zhang Menglong smiled slightly, realizing his plan worked perfectly.

"Please tell him we can meet face-to-face."

Soon, Zhang Menglong received an invitation from the trading house. Before the two guests meet formally, all preliminary contact arrangements are made by the trading house to avoid the risk of direct contact leading to bypassing the platform.

Upon opening the invitation, Zhang Menglong’s consciousness entered a city full of modernity, standing atop the tallest building in the city, with a table not far away where a middle-aged man was waiting, swirling his wine glass.

"You must be from the Moyan Family?" Zhang Menglong approached.

"I am Teng Ao Moyan. May I know how to call you, young man?"

"A name is merely a code. I enjoy doing good deeds; you can call me Lei Feng."