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“This is a pillar of the previous Divine Palace ah!” Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 202: The fortune that might exist
HSSB202: The fortune that might exist
Yan Zhaoge looked at that damaged portion of stone pillar, his mind roiling like an overturning sea.
Yan Zhaoge had always kept the Great Calamity in mind. A chance to come into contact with legacies predating it was something he was extremely interested in.
But from what he knew, there had basically not appeared any legacies related to the Divine Palace in the Eight Extremities World up till now.
The only trace was his suspicion that the legacies of Broad Creed Mountain were vaguely related to the Divine Palace, but this was still yet to be confirmed.
Other than that, according to the information Yan Zhaoge grasped, from the time of the Great Calamity up till now, no other legacies related to the Divine Palace had surfaced.
This damaged stone pillar that had appeared in the great desert of the Wind Domain, however, had once been a pillar of the Divine Palace.
This caused Yan Zhaoge’s heart to blaze.
He had always wanted to find out about the specifics regarding the Great Calamity, and the legacies of the Divine Palace were more valuable than other legacies in that regard.
While from the looks of it, the stone pillar was already damaged extremely badly, as compared to other legacies, it most likely preserved many more clues as well as information.
After staring earnestly at the stone pillar within the illusory scene for a moment, Yan Zhaoge said to Yuan Zhengfeng and the others, “The patterns are indeed complicated and also ancient. Wanting to decipher them should prove very difficult.”
“However, I vaguely have some thoughts on this, just that I still can’t say of how much confidence I have of deciphering the patterns now. Can the stone pillar be brought back?”
“With the real object on hand, carefully analysing it, the chances of deciphering them would be greater.”
Elder He shook her head slightly, “You should also be aware of the Great Western Desert in the Wind Domain. The situation there is very complicated, to the extent that even Martial Saints cannot do as they like.”
She was also slightly troubled over this, “That stone pillar has become entangled together with the natural forces of the Great Western Desert, such that it is hard to remove. It could only be left where it was.”
The corners of Yan Zhaoge’s mouth twitched slightly.
Her meaning was: If you want to see the stone pillar, you will have to personally make a trip to the great desert and suffer sand?
Yuan Zhengfeng said, “It is good that you already have some thoughts on this. This matter does not have to be rushed; the current time of the year is when the Great Western Desert’s Black Nightmare Storm is the fiercest. Even Martial Saints, should they enter, would find it hard to deal with.”
“After another few more months, when the Black Nightmare Storm has gradually weakened, you can then go in.”
“Those remains being stuck within the Great Western Desert, it is hard to dig out and move them away. However, with us being unable to do it, it should also be the same for others. At the same time, there is also no need to worry about it being damaged by others.”
The old Clan Chief looked at Yan Zhaoge, “Zhaoge, you don’t need to rush too much on this matter; just keep it in mind.”
Yan Zhaoge nodded, ceasing his infusion of aura-qi into the crystal. The illusory scene before him dissipated.
Looking at the stone pillar that was gradually disappearing before his eyes, Yan Zhaoge’s gaze was slightly distant and deep.
To others, this was a legacy of before the Great Calamity that was hard to decipher and understand.
But to him, this was a key to unlock mysteries, being beneficial to his future plans, at the same time also being a fortuitous opportunity.
Yan Zhaoge momentarily narrowed his eyes into slits. Perhaps, it wasn’t that there was completely no way to bring the stone pillar out of the Great Western Desert…
However, as Yuan Zhengfeng had said, there was no need to rush things. Natural disasters like the Black Nightmare Storm were oftentimes not something that humans could withstand.
Who knew how many Martial Grandmasters had been ripped apart by the Black Nightmare Storm in the past.
The past Wind Domain Sacred Ground, Black Nightmare Mountain, had always hoped to completely gain control over the Great Western Desert and the many natural disasters there.
However, till they were destroyed, they had never managed to truly do so.
In having divided up the territory of the Wind Domain now, Broad Creed Mountain, the Sacred Sun Clan and Infinite Boundless Mountain had actually also only taken control in the places which could be developed. In areas like the Great Western Desert, they only merely controlled the outskirts.
Putting it harshly, the Great West Desert was completely not a place for people to stay in.
Currently, like the deathly Earth Domain, it was also a land of grave dangers.
However, it was good that the natural disasters of the Great Western Desert were closely related to the season there, like that terrifying Black Nightmare Storm, with a cycle of around half a year, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.
When the storm was weak, martial practitioners would be able to make use of the chance to enter the depths of the desert.
Of course, the dangers and tribulations of the great desert did not merely consist of the Black Nightmare Storm.
Yan Zhaoge said, “I’ll first observe the patterns from earlier, attempting to understand the meanings within, waiting for the storm to weaken before entering.”
Yuan Zhengfeng nodded, “That should be the way.”
“Grand Master…” Yan Zhaoge, hesitated slightly for a moment before asking, “For what reason was Elder Wang corrupted and pulled over by the Decimating Abyss?”
Elder Wang was that spy revealed by the Heavenly Thunder Hall, their highest known operative of the Decimating Abyss Organisation that Broad Creed Mountain currently knew of.
A longtime Martial Grandmaster, of the same generation as Yuan Zhengfeng and Elder He, Elder Wang had been highly respected and looked up to in the past.
Yuan Zhengfeng and the others fell momentarily silent, regretful looks appearing on their faces. Yuan Zhengfeng did not answer as it was instead Elder He who said, “Senior apprentice-brother Wang became old…”
The sentence was simple and obscure, yet Yan Zhaoge still understood the meaning hidden within.
Degrading due to age, no longer having a hope of a breakthrough, with longevity nearing its end.
Elder Wang was very old, his longevity nearing its end with regard to his cultivation base. There was little hope of his cultivation continuing to increase in the future.
Yan Zhaoge sighed inwardly, feeling pity for Elder Wang, before he suddenly realised something, unconsciously raising his head as he looked to the front.
There, Yuan Zhengfeng remained peaceful as he sat in his chair.
While having long known that Yuan Zhengfeng’s will was extremely strong, having an enlightened, optimistic personality despite his great age, Yan Zhaoge could not help but feel a little worried.
Because of the injuries that he had suffered long ago, Yuan Zhengfeng had been stuck at the Transcending Mortality stage for many years, at the peak of all this world’s Martial Grandmasters, yet still always just that paper-thin distance away from the Martial Saint realm.
It must be known that when Yuan Zhengfeng had stepped into the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster realm that year, it had been even earlier than Huang Guanglie, An Qinglin and the others!
In the end, he had instead been stuck there for many years, seeing those who had lagged behind him surpassing him one by one.
The reason was not because his talents had run dry, but because there were outside chains tethering him.
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Also, Huang Guanglie was attempting a breakthrough yet again at the Sacred Sun Clan. This gave Yuan Zhengfeng yet more pressure.
No one knew how frustrated Yuan Zhengfeng truly was, or how unaccepting of his plight, how much pressure he had had to bear.
Moreover, because of his old injuries, Yuan Zhengfeng’s longevity was also shorter than other Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmasters.
Although thinking this was somewhat offensive against his Grand Master, casting aside his emotions, Yan Zhaoge had to consider the problems related to this.
If someone with as great a willpower as Yuan Zhengfeng were to lose their mental balance, they would be far more stubborn and extreme than the average person.
In actual fact, after understanding that there were those amongst the various Sacred Grounds who had joined the Decimating Abyss, outside of Broad Creed Mountain, those who secretly worried about Yuan Zhengfeng were not few.
Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at Yuan Zhengfeng, meeting the old man’s gaze. He saw that it was clear and lively, with no signs of turbidity in the least, resembling a child’s.
Yuan Zhengfeng seemed to know what Yan Zhaoge was thinking as he smiled, “It would be a lie to say that I am not impatient; the whole world knows that the pressure this old man bears is immense.”
“However, for the present time at least, this matter-this old man still can bear it.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 203: The Heaven Returning Divine Pill
HSSB203: The Heaven Returning Divine Pill
Looking at Yuan Zhengfeng, Yan Zhaoge also smiled, “I was too hasty in my speech; I seek Grand Master’s punishment.”
Yuan Zhengfeng smiled, waving his hands, “No matter; the problem exposed by the matter at Clear Concealed Lake this time is indeed extremely shocking.”
The old man let out a long sigh towards the heavens, “The encroachment of the Nine Underworlds penetrates through all, spies being hard to defend against. Actually, I already captured a few spies before this, just that their cultivation bases were all rather low, not someone as high up as senior apprentice-brother Wang this time.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled but did not speak. In such a situation, whatever he said would also be unsuitable.
Their longtime Elder of the same generation as Yuan Zhengfeng, Elder Wang had experienced those darkest ages of Broad Creed Mountain alongside him when they had kept a low profile, striving together as they saw Broad Creed Mountain gradually regain its vitality.
Sitting below Yuan Zhengfeng, the two Grand Elders were also silent. They too were of the same generation as Elder Wang, having many long years of friendship with him.
Yan Zhaoge didn’t ask about how Elder Wang was now.
Having been controlled before being able to leave Broad Creed Mountain, unable to come into contact with the devilish qi within the depths of the Earth Domain, he should not have fallen.
However, if the devilish intent within his heart was too great, it would be hard for him to turn back, not being something that some simple words of repent would be able to accomplish.
A person’s devilish thoughts having grown to a certain extent, even if they didn’t fall, even if they seemed no different from normal on the outside, they were actually also already hard to bring back.
They were like barrels of gunpowder that could explode at any time, definitely going to explode, with it just being a matter of time.
Looking at the expressions on their faces, as well as not mentioning how they had dealt with Elder Wang, Yan Zhaoge knew that the situation was probably not optimistic for him, most likely already having reached the point of not being to turn back.
Under such circumstances, the best ending for him would be being imprisoned within the Heaven Sealing Gorge.
From a certain perspective, that would actually be a rather soft decision, perhaps holding onto the slimmest of hopes that Elder Wang would still be able to turn back eventually.
While Yan Zhaoge’s position was currently already no longer that of a mere younger generation disciple, with Yuan Zhengfeng and them all attaching much weight to his opinions, Yan Zhaoge chose not to say anything on this matter.
Emerging from the Great Hall, Yan Zhaoge followed behind his father, sending over a sound transmission with his aura-qi, “How is the pill formula going now?”
Yan Di answered, “Having received the pill formula that you sent back, I have been analysing it over this past period of time, already currently having an eighty to ninety percent certainty.”
Yan Zhaoge nodded. The Heaven Returning Divine Pill was not easy to concoct, and with his current attainments in alchemy, added to his current cultivation base, he also didn’t dare to claim a hundred percent certainty in succeeding.
However, time waits for no man, and whether it was the Sacred Sun Clan, the Nine Underworlds and the Decimating Abyss, or the Flame Devil World, all these brought Yuan Zhengfeng and Broad Creed Mountain immense pressure.
Currently placing much weight on the Heaven Returning Divine Pill, Yan Zhaoge was looking more at its efficacy rather than the merits that his father would attain having successfully concocted it.
Beneath a broken nest, it would be hard to find an intact egg. His Grand Master Yuan Zhengfeng breaking past that barrier, transcending mortality and achieving Sainthood, stepping into the Martial Saint realm, would hold extremely great significance for Broad Creed Mountain.
As for the other benefits on the side, they would all just be add-ons for this.
In concocting the pill, it was the earlier the better, because the concoction method of the Heaven Returning Divine Pill was extremely special, requiring the pill to be returned to the furnace nine times.
Each return would require quite a lot of time, and if any one of them failed midway, the entire process would have to begin from scratch.
Thus, concocting the Heaven Returning Divine Pill was an extremely demanding and time-consuming task.
If unlucky, the concoction method being inappropriate, however sufficient the ingredients, it would not be surprising if more than ten years were spent without success being seen.
And with the current global situation, the time left to Broad Creed Mountain and Yuan Zhengfeng was not much.
Yan Di looked at Yan Zhaoge, “In these following days, I will mainly be devoting my energies to pill concoction. Your cultivation will have to rely on your own diligence.”
Yan Zhaoge nodded, “You can rest easy; I won’t slack off.”
Raising his head upwards, Yan Di thought aloud, “The clan rewarded you earlier with the right to freely move about the first three levels of the Martial Repository, also with a chance to enter the fourth.”
“This is permitting you to gain the latter half of the Clear Qi Profound Art beforehand.”
“As for the three supreme martial arts of our clan, have you made a decision on them?”
The Clear Qi Profound Art was the foundation of Broad Creed Mountain. Those who became its direct disciples would be able to cultivate its first half in the Martial Scholar realm, only able to get the latter half after having become a Martial Grandmaster.
And the latter half was extremely important, its conditions restricted very harshly.
At least up till now, those who could begin cultivating in it while only a Martial Scholar, from past till present, only consisted of Zhan Dongge, Yan Di and Yan Zhaoge.
As for Broad Creed Mountain’s Three Supreme Arts, they were the most supreme martial arts passed down in Broad Creed Mountain, representing the highest level of accomplishment of Broad Creed Mountain’s martial dao up till now, being above the Eight Extreme Arts.
At the same time, they were also the highest accomplishments of the current martial civilisation, having begun developing once again following the Great Calamity.
Yan Zhaoge chuckled, “I hope you do mind, but if I can choose, I intend to learn the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm.”
Broad Creed Mountain’s Three Supreme A
rts were the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm, the Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre, and the Limitless Heavenly Sword.
These three supreme martial arts were all profound and unpredictable, possessing great power, only Broad Creed Mountain’s most outstanding martial practitioners able to cultivate in them.
The conditions for them were even stricter than that for the latter half of the Clear Qi Profound Art. Even Fu Enshu, whom Yuan Zhengfeng treated as his own, was only allowed to cultivate in one after she had become a Martial Grandmaster and faced countless tests till Yuan Zhengfeng was satisfied.
Shi Tie was an exception, not having cultivated in the Three Supreme Arts even now, only continuing to develop the Vajra Body further, wanting to completely unearth all off its potential.
This was due to his personality, being a special case that need not be considered here.
Meanwhile, for Yan Di and Fang Zhun, Yan Di cultivated in the Immeasurable Heavenly Sabre, while Fang Zhun cultivated in the Limitless Heavenly Sword.
Hearing Yan Zhaoge’s choice, Yan Di smiled, “In choosing martial arts, it is only right to choose the one best suited for yourself. It is not like if the father cultivates in the sabre, the son must also do the same. Still, I had thought that you would choose the Limitless Heavenly Sword.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Actually, I am very interested in all three, just that I am still most interested in the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm.”
Yan Di said, “Since you were given permission to go up to the fourth level and choose, you should make the decision yourself.”
The two returned to Yan Di’s residence, conversing for a while more before Yan Zhaoge took his leave, with Yan Di continuing to analyse the formula for the Heaven Returning Divine Pill.
Leaving Yan Di’s residence, Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath, retrieving that crystal, within imprinted the scene of the damaged skeleton of a stone pillar of the Divine Palace located within the Great Western Desert.
Waiting outside, as Ah Hu saw Yan Zhaoge emerge, he hurriedly came up. Other than him, the gigantic Pan-Pan also rushed over passionately, with the momentum of going to push Yan Zhaoge down.