Chapter 1735: Chapter 1735: The Weak Forrest Middleton Chapter 1735: Chapter 1735: The Weak Forrest Middleton The Westeria Land was vast, and finding an ancient city was no simple matter.

Fortunately, with great effort, Ethan Smith finally stumbled upon the legendary Ancient Tomb City after several days of searching.

The Ancient Tomb City lived up to its name – it was filled with one ancient tomb after another.

These tombs emitted a chilling coldness, clearly a result of the dark energy they harbored.

Ethan was greatly surprised. Most dark energy had been affected after the Great Upheaval, but this place seemed to be an exception.

“Could it be that the Ancient Tomb City is home to a terrifying existence?” Ethan wondered in his heart.

Not wanting to waste any time, he quickly headed toward the Ancient Tomb City.

With a unique origin, the Ancient Tomb City attracted many cultivators who practiced dark arts and relied on dark energy.

Because of this, a group of people gathered in the ancient city of tomb.

Upon arriving at the city gate, Ethan immediately felt the eerie atmosphere that pervaded the place.

He released his divine sense, covering more than half of the Ancient Tomb City.

Soon, Ethan found a large group of people within the city.

What puzzled him, though, was that none of them was particularly strong – not even a single one was at the Reversion Void Stage.

“It seems that the Great Upheaval has not brought good news to these people either,” Ethan thought to himself.

Being cautious, he walked through the city, not wanting to encounter anyone like the Greene brothers again.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to Ethan, and he was able to relax a little.

Wherever he looked, there were tombstones one after another.

Although the graves didn’t bear any names, they held a myriad of tombstones.

The dark energy in the entire Ancient Tomb City seemed to emanate from these tombstones.

Ethan couldn’t help but find it strange, so he stopped someone and politely asked, “How did these tombstones come to be, and why do they give off such a chilling, dark energy?”

The stranger sized up Ethan for a moment, then replied, “I don’t know. I heard that this used to be an ancient battlefield where many people died. As for the tombstones, they were erected by their descendants.”

“But why are there no names?” Ethan asked, somewhat confused.

The stranger laughed, “Who says there are no names? It’s just that they’ve been wiped away by the passage of time. If you look closely, you’ll see some faint traces of text on some of the tombstones.”

Ethan took a closer look, spotting the faint traces of words, though they were barely discernible.

Moreover, many tombstones were weathered and had chipped away in places.

“Thank you.” Ethan slightly bowed to the stranger and moved on.

During his time in the Ancient Tomb City, Ethan wanted to avoid attracting attention and focus on his cultivation.

As such, he chose a desolate and uninhabited location to sit in meditation, absorbing dark energy from the area.

Ethan’s mind was far from at ease.

It flashed with images of countless unknown risks.

The chaotic body cultivator in the Central Province had likely employed the same method, which meant they would inevitably become rivals in the future.

But with his powerful background, Ethan might find himself at a disadvantage.

With a sigh, Ethan decided not to dwell on it and just take one step at a time.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

The reawakening of Denton Horton was getting closer.

Forrest Middleton had seemed to vanish without a trace, leaving no sign of his whereabouts.

The Cloud Sect was extremely anxious. They had received news that Denton Horton would soon awaken, and the consequences would be unimaginable if Forrest couldn’t reach the Reversion Void Stage before that happened.

“The sect master was seriously injured during the last battle. It won’t be easy for him to recover in such a short time,” the Deputy Sect Master sighed.

“Yes, to break through to the Reversion Void Stage, one’s body must be in peak condition. Otherwise, they might die under the heavenly tribulation.”

Everyone whispered and worried.

North Plain.

Denton Horton had divided the North Plain cultivators into several teams.

One team was tasked with finding Forrest Middleton, while another was responsible for collecting the divine sense and power of cultivators.

Though everything was proceeding smoothly, Denton had a nagging feeling because Forrest remained elusive.

Several days later.

Seated beneath a snowy mountain, Denton Horton’s true body exuded increasingly powerful energy.

In comparison, Denton’s clone seemed insignificant.

“Master, how much longer will it take at this rate?” Simon Ingram asked.

With his hands behind his back, Denton calmly replied, “No more than five days.”

“Five days…” Simon murmured, then continued, “In five days, I doubt Forrest can turn the tide.”

Denton coldly declared, “As long as Forrest dies, no one in the Southern Province can stop me!”

“That may be true, but don’t forget what happened in the Westeria Land last time,” Simon reminded him.

Ever since that incident, rumors had circulated, claiming that a living ancient saint resided in the Southern Province.

The rumors grew more believable over time, with some people even suggesting that the living ancient saint was the owner of the White Bone Club.

Denton Horton, however, was extremely confident that there couldn’t be a living ancient saint in the Southern Province.

Seeing his confidence, Simon said no more and simply nodded in silence.

Back in the Ancient Tomb City.

The dark energy here was extremely dense and suitable for Ethan’s cultivation.

Over the course of several days, Ethan had absorbed more than half of the dark energy from the city, bringing him closer to the Peak of Mighty Realm.

“If I return to the Southern Province now, I might end up having to come back here,” Ethan thought to himself.

However, if he stayed, the dark energy here would likely not be enough to allow him to advance to the half-Returning to the Void stage.

After much consideration, Ethan finally decided to return to the Southern Province for now.

Consequently, he departed from the Ancient Tomb City and summoned the Divine Eagle to fly him to the Southern Province.

After two or three days, Ethan arrived in the Southern Province.

The moment he set foot in the Southern Province, he sensed a familiar presence.

Utilizing his desolate divine eye, he looked in a particular direction.

He spotted Forrest Middleton, three hundred stars away, sitting cross-legged, slowly recovering his energy.

Just as Ethan’s gaze fell upon him, Forrest’s eyes sprung open, and a golden light shot toward Ethan!

Ethan frowned slightly.

He surveyed his surroundings, realizing he was at the border between the Southern Province and the Westeria Land.

Why had Forrest appeared here?

Without hesitating, Ethan shot towards Forrest’s location.

Upon arriving, he was surprised to find that Forrest had vanished.

“Strange,” Ethan muttered, frowning.

Just as he was about to activate his desolate divine eye, Forrest suddenly appeared behind him.

He placed his hand on Ethan’s shoulder, whispering, “It’s you.”

Ethan froze, quickly turning to face Forrest.

At this moment, Forrest’s energy was in decline, a stark contrast from his peak state.