Chapter 1029: Chapter 663: Letter, Ambush, and Farewell to This World!_2

However, it’s still necessary to add an extra layer of insurance, which is the Recording Stone.

There are many living examples before him; as long as Meng Chuan can reach the near future, he is bound to become a dazzling star in the history of human Martial Arts!

...

Principal’s Office.

After a brief tea break.

Yang Huan pulled open the drawer and took out the largest Recording Stone from it, handing it to Meng Chuan with a look of expectation.

"This one has two uses. You... certainly shouldn’t be reluctant to use it, but don’t just throw it like a firecracker for the noise!"

The last time he gave him a Recording Stone, it had a full three uses.

He used them all not long after receiving it. Yang Huan didn’t know what Meng Chuan was up to every day...

"Thank you, Principal, got it!"

Meng Chuan accepted it with a wide grin, storing it safely in the Magic Mirror.

This was his "nuclear bomb" trump card.

In case that old monster from the Crocodile Dragon Race behind Bo Gang came looking for trouble.

He would first throw the Recording Stone to block them and then dive into the Red Refining Banner, activating the [Life Fire] to call for reinforcements.

This one move would be executed seamlessly and was enough to keep his life safe.

Yang Huan glared with eyes wide, seemingly seeing through some of his thoughts, and warned again:

"When you go to Shaolin, don’t cause any trouble.

And if the monks beat you, definitely don’t use the Life Fire, because it’ll be wasted; I won’t come."

"..."

"And when you’re in the Martial Arts Display, don’t get too cocky.

Those masters under thirty are one in tens of millions, super geniuses who can suppress their peers; doesn’t each have some trump cards?

It’s only because the world’s energy has increased that they are not ruling an era as heaven’s favored children!

Don’t aim for the championship, just aim for self-preservation; that’s all I expect from you."

Principal Yang’s words were earnest, leaving Meng Chuan somewhat moved.

Was this still the same strict Yang from usual days?

"Of course, if there’s a chance to win, you should strive for it..."

"...Understood."

...

Afterward, Meng Chuan returned home, packed up, and descended the mountain.

As he reached the gatehouse, a head popped out, calling to him:

"True Inheritance, there’s a parcel for you, just arrived this morning."

"Okay."

Everything connected to Lishan Mountain’s business now; even parcels could be delivered up the mountain.

Sunlight pierced through the tree canopy, casting sparkling shadows on the ground.

Meng Chuan stood under the tree, tearing open a file-like package.

"What’s in here that’s so thin..."

He wasn’t worried about the item’s origin.

Because the sender’s address was clearly labeled from Shangjing City, [Global Martial Arts Association].

No one dared to joke with him from that place.

A gentle breeze blew as Meng Chuan casually burnt the package into ashes, scattering them.

With the thumb and middle finger, he lightly grasped a thin black letter and lifted it upwards.

[Infinite Fist Meng Chuan] Personal Invitation...

Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow, using his thumb to push upwards, pinching it with two fingers, and drew out a dark golden invitation from inside.

"After evaluation by the Dawn Martial Arts Competition Organizing Committee, we sincerely invite you to serve as the ’Dawn Martial Arts Competition Semi-finals’ mysterious Arena Dominator; please do not reveal your identity prematurely and cooperate with the event’s promotion.

This letter serves as proof; with this letter, you can enter the Overlord’s seat directly and await challenges from heroes all over the world.

——Global Martial Arts Association."

Meng Chuan paused slightly, his gaze falling.

The letter also listed the privileges of the Arena Dominator, which he had already reviewed online, so he glanced over them quickly.

Stowing away this invitation letter, Meng Chuan rubbed his temples in silence.

This letter disrupted all his previously planned competition strategies.

No need to think about challenging anyone, he needed to sit there and wait for others to challenge him.

Recalling what Chu Yanlong had said earlier...

"So that mysterious Overlord is really me..."

Meng Chuan calmed his thoughts and continued on his way.

He walked down Lishan Mountain, gazing towards the Yu Province, with his perception spreading like a ring.

With one look, a feeling stirred in his heart spirit, sensing changes in the heavens and earth, making him almost unable to recognize them.

Not only had the expansion of Yong’an City ended.

The battle in Jin Land Taihang had drastic effects on the entire world, as if oceans and land had exchanged places.

After more than half a year, the land masses had been reshaped and transformed.

Having left the city, the journey originally over a thousand miles to Shaoshi Mountain was now more than doubled.

Meng Chuan marveled at the wonders of nature, the unpredictability of dimensions.

After a moment of hesitation, a light white mist enveloped him.

The next second, his figure ascended, merging into the clouds.

After pondering for a while, Meng Chuan decided to fly over.

In the state where his body resonates with the water attribute environment, ordinary enemies can hardly detect him.

Even if someone were ambushing outside the city, he could easily deal with it.

Of course, he was simply used to being cautious.

This past half-year had been calm, so there should be no issues.

...

At the bottom of a canyon outside the city.

These were two newly formed abyssal rifts outside Yong’an City, winding around a ridge folded like a dragon’s spine.

The giant geographic feature resembled a narrow, black, vertical pupil, half-open and half-closed.

Pale daylight shone down, colliding with the twisted protruding rocks, unable to extend to the bottom of the valley.

In the midst of the darkness.

On the stone platform to the right, sprawled a skinless, fleshless, hairless, hideous giant creature...

Whoosh——

Violent airflow spewed from the creature’s mouth, its breath stirring up a massive storm, rebounding in the narrow terrain, with stones falling like rain.

As it slept deeply, the storm gradually ceased.

As if sensing something, the giant creature opened its narrow, sharp eyes, and its wings slowly spread out on either side like an all-encompassing skeletal forest.

At the entrance of the gorge, a figure came running, wearing a cloaked hat, obscuring their face, with only a pair of eyes exuding demonic intent visible.