Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Chapter 731: A Divine Throne’s Rejection? (I)

Facing the six Divine Thrones’ sculptures, Long Haochen’s gaze was directed at the central one.

Compared to the others, that was the least flashy one. Entirely deep black, its tall seat back appeared simple yet steady, giving off a faint feeling of broadness. On the seat back were carved inscriptions of the sun, moon, stars, paintings of birds, flowers, and various vegetations. It all looked meticulous, yet appeared crowded and disorderly. With this, its blackened part appeared all the more inconspicuous.

But, around it were another five dazzling Divine Thrones.

The one that had left on Long Haochen the deepest impression was naturally his father’s Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter.

Countless gems were ostentatiously inlaid behind. In its faintest innerpart, one could see a buddha’s silhouette. Mighty and dignified, it could even be said to emit a sense of pressure.

On the peak of its back, a semi-circular scarlet colored gem was visible, appearing just like the sun overlooking the earth, letting off a might as in doom’s day.

On what looked like the center of the chest on the front of the throne, the most dazzling part was a reddish-gold rhombus gem. Every corner of it was full of splendor. A bright luminescence shone upon it all around.

Two male lions’ sculptures were crawling in guard on the broad throne in roaring positions, and countless elegant decorative designs appeared to be flowing throughout the back of the chair.

This statue looked simply the same as Long Xingyu’s Divine Throne, only in a much shrunken version. Looking at it, Long Haochen couldn’t help but stare blackly. Yet such a dazzling Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter could only serve as a prop for that central pitch-black Divine Throne.

Four other Divine Thrones were also surrounding that black one.

Divine Throne of Dread and Pain.

Divine Throne of Protection and Mercy.

Divine Throne of Knowledge and Vitality.

Divine Throne of Order and Law.

Every one of these five great Divine Thrones were dazzling, but they appeared at most only unremarkable when surrounding that central one Divine Throne. Under their props, that pitch-black Divine Throne gave off a supreme august and sense of mystery. Just like sheer darkness, it drew out Long Haochen’s gaze.

Han Yu and Zhang Fangfang were in different situations from Long Haochen’s. Their gazes were directed at one respective Divine Throne for each of the two. Their expressions also froze.

Long Xingyu, standing at the side, did not disturb them. As an experienced person, he understood everything. Every Holy Knight would, upon arrival, there, be attracted by these throne sculptures. And the first Divine Throne drawing their eye would become their target of choice. Of course, that was due to the Divine Thrones themselves, as the sculptures were no target of attraction.

Truly the Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation! When Long Xingyu caught sight of his son’s gaze getting caught by that pitch-black Divine Throne, he couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

Ever since the start of the dark era and the founding of the Knight Temple, only five people had managed to be qualified to take the challenge of the Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation, but they had all without an exception failed. The last time was the Starry Sky Holy Knight Yang Haoyu’s challenge.

Getting the qualifications to take the challenge was already ample proof of their talent and ability. As for Long Haochen, the sixth challenger of this honor… Would he succeed? Long Xingyu unawarely became tense upon this thought.

Long Haochen’s group of three stood dull for close to half an hour’s time, gradually able to perceive streams of holy air rising around them. Above these three Divine Thrones came off a faintly discernible brilliant glint.

The Divine Throne of Eternity and Creation that Long Haochen was facing was lit by a soft white light of softness; it was very faint inded. An indistinct connection started to form in the deepest part of Long Haochen’s soul, and a fantastic feeling spread to him, as if something was calling out for his name.

Long Haochen stood calm and unmoving, only going off to calmly sense the changes on this aura. His foremost feeling was peace, an incomparable peace. In a calm devoid of any distracting feelings, it seemed to be challenging Long Haochen’s tolerance and immovability, while calmly connecting to him.