Chapter 1391: Hidden Faction!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1391: Hidden Faction!

Chapter 1391: Hidden Faction!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Senior Zhou's sense can't be wrong. Could there really be some third faction at work here? But what sort of person would be able to control such an immense formation, given how badly understanding of formations has declined?

Wang Chong's brow was deeply creased, a pensive look in his eyes.

Bzzz! A thought suddenly occurred to Wang Chong. He thought back to those corpses he had seen here that might have been from decades ago, perhaps even more than one hundred years, that had belonged to people who had entered this place, and then he thought about the many legends of the Origin Immortal Art. The ten great arts of the Central Plains had almost all appeared before; even the Myriad Spirit Sea Art cultivated by his master had been tracked down.

Only the number one Origin Immortal Art had never appeared, not even during the apocalyptic era and the collapse of the Central Plains. This would have been fine if the Origin Immortal Art had been lost to history, but it was clear from the remains in this formation that this 'Origin Immortal Mountain' would open up at set intervals.

He had not thought too much about this previously, but the Formation Elder's words had made him realize how strange it all was. At that moment, Wang Chong suddenly had an idea.

The Formation Elder had no idea what Wang Chong was thinking. As he had sensed Wang Chong's incredible talent, he was naturally doing his utmost to teach Wang Chong all he knew, wanting nothing more than to stuff all he had learned into Wang Chong's brain. And with the lecturing of this sort of master and Wang Chong's own comprehension abilities, Wang Chong rapidly ascended in his grasp of formations.

As Wang Chong continued to learn about formations with the Formation Elder, few people knew that elsewhere, a pair of eyes was silently watching everything. As they watched one martial artist after another enter the formation and be ground to powder by the millstone of the formation, they remained

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