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Chapter 1462 - Crimson Golden Battle Armor

The whole place trembled.

The mountains and streams that were formed with battle intent began to shake vigorously, as if they were all influenced by the mysterious sacred corpse\'s emotion.

"Mas…master?"

Martial God Zhanyuan, Martial God Zhanhuang, Martial God Guli and the rest of the crowd felt their hair standing on its end as if a shocking thunderclap took place in their minds. Words could not describe the shock they experienced.

The most precious possession of their battle tribe, the sacred corpse that was the origin of their tribe had knelt before a Martial Monarch and referred to him as its master!

Qin Nan was not the sacred corpse\'s successor, he was its master!

They were clueless about the meaning of the Divine God of Battle or the eighty-third general which the sacred corpse had mentioned, they only knew one thing, if the sacred corpse referred to Qin Nan as its master, how terrifying was his background?

"Crap!"

Even the Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries could not help but curse. The tables had been turned too quickly.

"What…what\'s going on?"

Qin Nan took a deep breath, trying to calm his thoughts.

He was aware that the background of the Divine God of Battle was utterly terrifying, yet he never thought a general under the Divine God of Battle\'s command would show up here in the Canglan Continent.

"In the past, Senior Divine God of Battle has fallen, and all your generals fought until death! However, my corpse remained intact and as the Dao collapsed, I ended up in this continent. My will is too weak, so I simply trained my own faction…"

The sacred corpse sounded incredibly excited still.

It simply founded the Battle Tribe and waited for Senior Divine God of Battle or others to appear, yet to its surprise…

"Don\'t say anything further!"

At that instant, a voice that seemed to have traveled a great distance exploded in the mind of the sacred corpse.

"Senior…Divine God of Battle?" The flames in the sacred corpse\'s eyes flickered as it exclaimed in surprise, "Are…are you here in this continent too?"

"Remember, not a single word more!"

The Divine God of Battle commanded.

"Acknowledged!"

The sacred corpse\'s voice instantly became stern.

Even though it had lots of doubts, and would like to catch up with Senior Divine God of Battle, it knew the situation was related to some ancient taboo since the Divine God of Battle had emphasized it twice in a row.

The terrifying battle had not finished yet!

"My master, you will know everything when the time comes. I\'m not allowed to tell you the truth yet."

The sacred corpse\'s voice gradually became high in spirit as it exclaimed, "Since my will is diminishing, allow me to become your armor and follow you as you fight your way back to the Nine Heavens!"

Each of its bones began to break into pieces as they turned into wisps of crimson-golden light shining on Qin Nan\'s figure, transforming into a crimson-golden battle armor.

The armor plate had countless battle runes shining with a crimson-golden glow. When the light spread to the surroundings, it felt like an ancient battlefield extending into the distance. When the light vanished, it felt like countless imperious figures were tearing the sky apart.

Even though Qin Nan was not unleashing any aura, his presence was like a peerless dominator, causing all things to tremble and fall to the floor.

Even though the sacred corpse\'s will had totally dissipated, thus erasing its existence, following its master as he fought…

Was all it wished for!

"The sacred corpse turned into an armor?"

Martial God Zhanyuan and the others were dumbfounded.

Even the records left by their ancestors did not mention anything about this. They never knew the sacred corpse was able to transform.

"This kid!"

The Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries smacked its lips.

As a sword spirit, it was well aware of the armor\'s strength. Although it was not as terrifying as the Heaven-Shattering Saber, its level completely surpassed the Canglan Continent. It would surely be considered a precious artifact even in the Nine Heavens.

"Thanks!"

Qin Nan took a deep breath and expressed his gratitude in his mind.

Even though he had yet to learn the secrets of the Divine God of Battle or the sacred corpse, he was deeply moved by its emotion.

The joy and excitement it expressed had originated from its soul.

"Guli, what do you have to say now?"

Martial God Zhanhuang wore a confident look after collecting his thoughts.

"I…"

Martial God Guli opened his mouth wide, totally losing his previous aggressiveness.

The scenes were simply too shocking for him. His mind was still blank for the time being.

"Since Qin Nan is the sacred corpse\'s succ…master, I as the chief believe that we should obey the teaching and provide Qin Nan with full assistance, what do you all think?"

Martial God Zhanyuan collected his thoughts. He glanced at the crowd and said sternly.

He was hesitating to make a decision as he did agree with Martial God Guli\'s argument, helping Qin Nan would endanger their tribe. However, he now believed that supporting Qin Nan was an opportunity for their Battle Tribe.

Master of the sacred corpse, top one Martial Monarch of all times, perhaps the man could really achieve the impossible. They might actually become the strongest ancient tribe.

"We should obey the teaching!"

The crowd expressed their thoughts firmly.

"Alliance Leader Qin Nan, what do you think?"

Martial God Zhanyuan looked at Qin Nan, who remained silent and looked at the Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries. The later immediately said with a calm smile, "We\'ll need to discuss further. Give Qin Nan some time to cultivate here, we\'ll talk somewhere else."

The full assistance did not necessarily mean sending all the Martial Gods and Martial Monarchs, and giving them all their resources at once.

Besides, now that the Battle Tribe had become their ally, they would have to revise the plan.

"Got it!"

Martial God Zhanyuan nodded at the crowd. He brought his fists together at Qin Nan and left with the Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries.

Zhan Xiaoxian and Zhan Bawang stayed behind to talk with Qin Nan.

Everyone knew that Qin Nan would need some time to calm his thoughts after what happened.

"Divine God of Battle…his eighty-third general…what actually happened in the past…"

Qin Nan mumbled to himself and clenched his fists tightly.

The sacred corpse said now was still not the time. The copper mirror also mentioned that his cultivation was still too weak. He would not be able to learn the truth in the near future.

However, one day, he would surely find out everything that happened.