Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1347 - 1303: Establishing the Foundation, Condensing the World! (Make-Up Update)

Chapter 1347: Chapter 1303: Establishing the Foundation, Condensing the World! (Make-Up Update)

Accompanied by the sound’s rise, everyone’s gaze turned toward its source. Yet in their eyes, there was a hint of realization, devoid of any doubt.

If anyone among the human kings present possessed a Small World capable of invoking the World Thunder Sound, reaching an extreme state of existence, it had to be none other than Xiao Chen.

"Elder, may I ask how to invoke the World Thunder Sound?" Xiao Chen’s voice followed promptly. He had heard of this World Thunder Sound, but his understanding wasn’t very clear.

According to rumors, before one became a king, advancing one’s combat power into the realm of a Forbidden Half-King was the extreme state, and the World Thunder Sound was the ultimate phenomenon one could condense before a king’s Small World solidified into the seventh layer of heavens.

Theoretically, as long as one advanced to the seventh layer of heavens and constructed their Small World, there was a chance to invoke the descent of the World Thunder Sound. Once it resounded, rumors claimed it could form a mysterious connection with the essence of the land.

Similar to a Forbidden Half-King entering the Chaos Ancient Land, invoking the World Thunder Sound could elicit ancient vistas only present at the dawn of heaven and earth, in the earliest days of the Desolate Wilds creation.

Should one’s fate be sufficient, establishing a connection with it might allow one the chance to extract Spirit Items from before the ancient Desolate Wilds, turning them from the ethereal to the tangible and drawing them into one’s Small World to serve as Divine Objects bolstering one’s domain.

"To invoke the World Thunder Sound, the minimum requirement is for the Small World to expand to a radius of twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty miles, subtlely aligning with the Earth’s numerical rhythms."

After pondering for a moment, the Execution King spoke at last.

At this time, he was making a last-ditch effort; he harbored no doubts about Xiao Chen’s capacity to invoke the World Thunder Sound. After all, Xiao Chen’s previous venture into the Chaos Ancient Land was a testament to his talent and combat prowess.

However, whether Xiao Chen’s strength qualified him, and if his Small World’s robustness could withstand the World Thunder Sound’s majestic pressure, were the greatest concerns.

Nevertheless, Xiao Chen was the only suitable candidate at present. Indeed, each of the kings present, himself included, had Small Worlds that had long surpassed this limit, yet they had all lost their eligibility.

The scope of a twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty-mile Small World was meant for Warriors on the brink of forging their Small World.

If one’s Small World did not reach this level before ascending to the seventh layer of heavens, the opportunity was irrevocably lost, leaving one to wait for the next layer to attempt again. Thus, only Xiao Chen seemed to fit the bill.

"Why don’t I give it a try? My Small World has already exceeded that size," King Meteor said upon hearing this. As a peak seventh layer king, his Small World had already expanded to nearly twenty thousand miles.

"Yours won’t do," the Execution King shook his head.

Sss!

Suddenly, everyone drew a sharp breath when the Execution King stated his reasons.

To these kings who had attained the seventh layer eons ago, expanding a Small World to twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty miles was trivial, achievable through the refinement of time.

However, the notion of creating a Small World of such magnitude before reaching the seventh layer was unimaginable.

On the Wilderness, if one managed to expand their Small World to five thousand miles before becoming a king, they would already stand unrivaled; reaching seven to eight thousand miles would echo their name across All Heavens.

An expansion to nine thousand miles would surpass everyone’s expectations -- such Warriors were scarce within a race or an era.

And surpassing the ten thousand-mile threshold before that was nothing but a legend.

"Right, the Saint Child’s Small World has already reached ten thousand miles."

At that moment, everyone’s gaze locked onto Xiao Chen, as they recalled the earlier starlight-escaping King Meteor’s outcry.

The ascent to the seventh layer of heavens for a king involved two steps: typically expanding the Small World first, followed by piercing through the laws.

Once the laws were pierced through, it signified a complete step into this realm!

Seeing everyone looking his way, Xiao Chen spoke out, "Not yet, but I’m at the limit -- nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine miles."

"Good!"

The Destroyer Envoy burst into laughter. At that moment, he felt more convinced that his earlier effort in igniting the Small World was worthwhile.

Before becoming a king, entering the Forbidden Realm, and forging a ten thousand-mile Small World on the threshold of the seventh layer was another peak within peaks.

What’s more, the Small World already contained the breath of life. If one were not to fall, it signified a promising future in the imperial path, bringing an additional imperial battle force for the human race at the cusp of this era, a power capable of altering the tides of war.

Worth it, truly worth it!

The other kings exchanged glances as well. As seventh layer kings, their perspective was much broader than that of ordinary kings, enabling them to sense the upheaval covering All Heavens, as if a silent undercurrent was beginning to surge!

At the end of the era, whether it marked the conclusion of one age or the dawn of another, was uncertain, just as the time when the spiritual beings fell silent.

To preserve their race amidst this great turmoil, it was essential to produce more pinnacle combat powers for the human race.

Xiao Chen remained silent, giving a nod towards the other kings, and then seated himself cross-legged before a pile of Chaotic Stones, instantly enveloped in a surge of energy.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the next moment, the remaining human kings abandoned their healing efforts and surrounded Xiao Chen, forming a protective circle.

Hum!

A thick, nine-colored divine light floated around his body, accompanied by the howling sound of divine power within. Xiao Chen didn’t choose to expand his Small World immediately; instead, he first began to organize his body and Small World.

The battle this time had truly been a harrowing experience for him. Strong Ones from All Heavens crossed dimensions to come here, and his former glory, where he reigned supreme and vanquished various kings of different tribes, was no longer present.

In the later stages of his realm, even within the same realm and level, there were differences in depth, not to mention combat strength. Even a single moment of enlightenment could slay a peer-level Strong One—that was the gap that existed.

Just like when the Execution King previously cut down the Blood and Flesh Demon Monarch in one strike, the latter had absolutely no ability to resist. The gap between the two was just too vast.

And that thought in his mind was becoming increasingly substantial—he believed that his target for the Ghost Tribe’s Ghost Child was himself.

Yet he could not for the life of him figure out what, exactly, on his person was of any interest to the Ghost Child. As he organized his body, he also combed through the experiences of these years.

Soon, Xiao Chen sorted out some thoughts—he had entered the Chaos Ancient Land, and he had also obtained the position of the Human Saint Child.

These were the things he felt would most interest the Ghost Child—the secrets hidden within the Chaos Ancient Land were surely of great interest to every Strong One in All Heavens.

As for the position of the Saint Child, he would gather his own unique Saint Child Rank, which was a kind of fate enshrinement. However, the Ghost Child, born of the Ghost Tribe’s grand fate, its use of the human Saint Child’s Rank of fate, was perhaps to devour for advancement.

However, if it were to devour fate, his disciple Yun Wei would be a better option, but he had a strong sense that the Ghost Child was indeed coming for him.

It didn’t make sense, but since the Ghost Child had gone through great lengths and even bore the risk of great danger, it must not be simple; perhaps he himself was unaware of what great secrets he possessed.

Hum!

Half a day later, an ethereal Small World began to emerge behind Xiao Chen’s back. This time, the Small World shed its divine light and took on the most plain color of yellow soil, without a trace of dazzling brilliance. It even looked somewhat ugly.

However, the faint shimmering light, which was barely visible on the World Barrier of the yellow mud-like Small World, was so dazzling that it caused the breaths of the surrounding Human Warrior kings to fluctuate.

Their eyes were filled with envy.

"Such a solid Small World, no wonder it can expand to such an extent."

In the Execution King’s cold gaze, a hint of inexplicable Divine Radiance finally manifested. Such a foundation and heritage truly surprised him, on a par with the direct descendants of those ancient Imperial Blood Noble Families he had seen in the Central Earth.

In the remote lands of the Eastern Wasteland South Region, such a paragon of the Human race had been born—truly, fate was unpredictable.

Xiao Chen’s Small World was suffused with a faint divine power, mixed with a flavor of being tempered thousands of times, creating an incredibly solid foundation.

At this moment, the originally abundant green light that filled the Small World Barrier was rapidly healing the cracks that covered it.

"No, it’s contracting!"

In an instant, all the kings realized something was amiss. The Small World that floated outside appeared to be only a hundred miles wide, but the Qiankun inside it seemed to have shrunk by a mere foot.

However, in fact, within the entire Small World, it had contracted by dozens to hundreds of miles.

"He is refining the Small World anew!"

A look of admiration flashed in their eyes as the Execution King nodded slightly. The speed of expansion of Xiao Chen’s Small World could be described as that of a balloon being inflated—too fast!

Even a Small World originally as solid as his would become somewhat unstable under such crazy expansion. Perhaps it wasn’t noticeable now, but when climbing to higher realms later on, it would become an obstacle.

Clearly, Xiao Chen was self-aware and understood the importance of a solid foundation. He did not indulge in the madness of expansion.

Only with a solid foundation could one truly look up to All Heavens—a simple statement, yet many Warriors forgot, focusing only on crazily enhancing their strength.

Although it had merely contracted by a foot, the cracks in the Small World Barrier became compacted, appearing a bit thicker.

Hum hum hum!

As the green light floated incessantly, Xiao Chen forcefully compressed it. The original cracks in the Small World were almost completely healed, leaving behind some scars, making the Small World appear even more rough and vast.

"It’s still contracting, he is forging the strongest foundation for the Small World!"

All eyes were brimming with zeal as they watched Xiao Chen’s Small World. From the outside, the Small World had already shrunk by a range of one mile, but Xiao Chen still did not stop.

Hum!

It was at this moment that the Execution King flicked his finger, and a blade light descended towards the Small World.

"Execution King!"

This action shocked the other kings.

Clang!

The blade light struck the Small World, and immediately a metallic clang could be heard, with a trail of smoke rising, revealing a cut about a mile long on the World Barrier.

Xiao Chen trembled violently but in the next moment, immersed his mind again; he understood that the Execution King was testing the strength of his Small World Barrier.

Although it had only broken through the outer layer of the Barrier and had not pierced through completely, the result made him dissatisfied.