Global Treasure Chest: Start With The Supreme Breathing Technique

Soon, as strands of vital energy and light smoke surged in, the faces of all the elders became visibly rosy.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction and quietly left.

Arriving outside the apartment, his wings of gods and demons, hundreds of meters long, unfolded behind him. With a shake of his six wings, his figure soared into the sky, flying towards the direction of the capital.

Soon, he disappeared into the dawn on the horizon.

Today was the day of the funeral of the hero of the human race in the Heroes Memorial Hall.

Ye Chen, as a representative of the students of the Martial Mansion in the Magic City, went to pay his respects.

Originally, he shouldn’t have gone.

But his senior sister Qin Yao and second senior brother Yu Wenye, after returning from the Arctic, felt their small universes rapidly evolving within their bodies.

They touched the edge of the Martial King realm!

So, regardless of the danger, the two of them plunged into the battlefield of the various realms.

They would not return to the human race without breaking through to the Martial King realm, and they were determined to succeed or die trying.

They vowed to avenge their teacher.

Hatred had blinded their eyes, no matter how Ye Chen tried to persuade them, it was useless.

In the high altitude, feeling the constant gusts of wind brushing against his face, Ye Chen’s thoughts were in chaos, and his eyes couldn’t help but show some worry.

But he couldn’t just tell them directly that he had six supreme divine objects in his sea of consciousness, right?

He couldn’t say that in the future, when he stepped on the level of a sovereign and defeated the various realms, even if they were supreme, they would tremble in his shadow, right?

Alas, Su Fatty didn’t know where he had gone, and he couldn’t contact him no matter what.

And there was Lin Ce...

He really didn’t put people’s minds at ease!

He had already lost a teacher who was close to him like Ge Ke, and he didn’t want to lose his senior brothers and sisters, as well as his good friends.

Not even half a day passed.

A bustling city, no less than the Magic City, appeared in Ye Chen’s line of sight.

...Flowers please...

Arriving at an open space, Ye Chen waved his wings of gods and demons and hovered in mid-air.

For Ye Chen, this was his first time in the capital, and since he was unfamiliar with the place, it would be better to find someone he knew first.

Suddenly.

A girl appeared in Ye Chen’s mind, holding a giant sickle, with blood-colored wings, and wearing a black veil dress.

Yes, the first person he thought of was Liu Luo Li.

In the capital, he could only think of her.

He heard that Su Fatty and Lin Ce’s family were in the capital, but he couldn’t contact them now and didn’t know what they were plotting.

Liu Luo Li was a student of the Martial Mansion in the capital, and he had met her a few times, so they were relatively familiar.

Moreover, she was also the granddaughter of Blood Blade King Liu Changtian.

It was said that after Liu Changtian returned from the Arctic to the capital, he began to cough up blood uncontrollably, and his body had irreversible cracks, falling into a state of closed death.

If he wanted to see Liu Changtian, he could only go through her.

At this moment, she should be in the family, staying by Liu Changtian’s side.

It wouldn’t be too late to visit Liu Changtian first and then go to the Heroes Memorial Hall to pay his respects.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen slapped his thigh.

Damn it, how could he forget to ask her for Wei Xin?

With her contact information, it would be simple to meet her with his personal charm.

Ye Chen took out his phone.

He quickly found Liu’s location on the map.

Waving the wings of the divine demon, leaving a shadow in the air, his figure disappeared into the void.

The Liu family in Kyoto, arrived.

Soon, a white figure appeared on a delicate and quaint small courtyard.

Ye Chen did not expect that the prestigious Martial King family would actually live in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Kyoto.

He did not conceal his own aura.

Immediately, several figures rushed out of the small courtyard and surrounded Ye Chen.

Among them, there was the black-faced old man who had spoken harshly to Ye Chen when he took Liu Luoli from his arms on Kunlun Mountain.

It was indeed the Liu family.

The old man’s eyes were full of seriousness, and his face was extremely dark.

He was also a top-level Grand Perfection martial artist and the captain of the guard.