History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474
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If not for the Decimating Abyss and the Nine Underworlds, Broad Creed Mountain, Infinite Boundless Mountain and Jade Sea City definitely could combine their forces, marching on the World Illuminating Peak together.
At the very least, they would force the Sacred Sun Clan’s Huang Guanglie to leave seclusion early, yet having finished what he had set out to do.
However, with the current situation, this plan would be hard to carry out.
Not talking about anything else, because the Decimating Abyss had collaborated with the Flame Devil World earlier, for the past few months, the Flame Devils had been causing chaos on the East Sea, with it still yet to completely calm down even now.
Yan Zhaoge’s gaze turned somewhat deep and distant, “Striking the hot iron still requires one to be tough ah. Hopefully father achieves results with the Heaven Returning Divine Pill quickly.”
As he thought, Yan Zhaoge returned to his lodgings, also resuming his cultivation.
An ice-blue jade coin appeared within his hands. It was precisely that which Shi Tie had gained from seeking out the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint’s legacy and brought back to Yan Zhaoge.
The pure, refined qi contained within the jade coin had almost been completely absorbed by Yan Zhaoge at this moment.
Clutching the jade coin, Yan Zhaoge circulated his aura-qi, absorbing the remnant pure, refined qi stored within.
The lustre on the jade coin’s surface dimmed for good as the icy cold aura-qi within Yan Zhaoge’s body grew stronger, the numerous ice dragons coiling within his acupoints roaring unceasingly as they were strengthened.
The Glacial Dragon Bone Soul from before and the pure, refined qi within this jade coin had already been completely absorbed by Yan Zhaoge at this moment.
In terms of quality, it was inferior to the extreme hot fire qi that Yan Zhaoge had refined from the seed of Li Yan True Fire with the Sacred Heavenly Fire Scripture, but in terms of quantity, it was much more abundant.
Two powerful aura-qis, one cold, one hot, surged unceasingly within Yan Zhaoge’s body, letting out what resembled the roars of dragons.
Within the qi ocean within Yan Zhaoge’s dantian, the clear qi spread to the sides as the chaotic qi mass appeared, circulating ceaselessly with the power of ice and fire, causing the spirituality of his aura-qi to become more and more bountiful, as his control of it also became smoother and smoother.
In this less than half a year upon his return to the Mountain, cultivating ceaselessly as he kept mostly indoors and seldom emerged, Yan Zhaoge’s cultivation base was also improving by leaps and bounds, preparing to break through to even higher levels!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 214: Stepping into the late Xiantian stage!
HSSB214: Stepping into the late Xiantian stage!
Yan Zhaoge’s aura-qi that resembled dragons surged, fire and ice intermingling, yin and yang in harmony.
His abundant aura-qi gradually changed, no longer blazing hot or icy cold, slowly becoming indistinct like that chaotic qi mass in Yan Zhaoge’s dantian.
It seemed like it could tolerate all things, birth all things, exterminate all things.
Looking within his body, a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of Yan Zhaoge’s lips.
As per his thoughts, the chaotic aura-qi within Yan Zhaoge’s body abruptly shuddered, seeming to condense into a single drop.
The aura-qi moved through Yan Zhaoge’s body as he willed it, moving smoothly and ceaselessly, in complete synchrony with his mind and thoughts.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge’s aura-qi was like an extension of his fleshly body, controlled by him like a finger on his arm, agglomerating and dispersing it as he liked.
Like the deep sea in its passivity, like thunderbolts in its activity.
Having refined the aura-qi to this stage, it was precisely the mark of a mid Xiantian Martial Scholar having broken through into the late Xiantian Martial Scholar realm!
As he willed it, that chaotic aura-qi instantly changed form, rapidly becoming an existence like blazing fire, burning plains and incinerating the heavens.
The next moment, his aura-qi had already turned icy cold, the scene of a land of ice and snow playing out.
The icy cold aura-qi split into two portions, one remaining unchanged, the other taking up the form of blazing fire once more.
Then, the two aura-qis circulated together, becoming vast clear qi, vast as the heavens, vast and boundless. It was precisely the force of Broad Creed Mountain’s direct lineage Clear Qi Profound Art.
The numerous streams of clear qi were majestic and abundant, yet very quickly, one of them suddenly turned turbid, then sank downwards.
The turbid qi circulated within Yan Zhaoge’s meridians, not showing any signs of roughness at all, instead seeming heavy as the great earth, in opposition to the clear qi above it.
Yan Zhaoge slowly nodded, “My earlier theories were correct.”
As he pondered, the two aura-qis, one clear, one turbid, recombined as one, chaos re-emerging.
Yan Zhaoge stood up, letting out a long breath, his entire body’s acupoints shuddering in unison as though there were innumerable powerful existences roaring together within.
“The Black Nightmare Storm has already weakened-it is time to head to the Great Western Desert.”
As Yan Zhaoge pondered, he left his lodgings, where he saw Ah Hu standing there facing the sun with his hands behind his back.
As it would normally appear, Ah Hu seemed to be just leisurely sunbathing.
However, with Yan Zhaoge’s vision, he could see that Ah Hu’s head was raising slightly with a very acute change in angles at a virtually indiscernible speed.
He remained like this, his brows facing the sun directly, as though they were connected by a formless line to the sun in the sky, directly piercing into the brain.
With the sun overhead, the horizon moved, its position changing every single second, every single moment, just that at any moment in time, it would seem not to be moving, due to the changes being extremely small.
But Ah Hu could acutely and accurately grasp the differences and changes within, adjusting the angle of his raised head to match.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge emerge, Ah Hu lowered his head, a simple and honest smile appearing on his face, “Young Master, you only went into seclusion for a few days this time.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Results have already been achieved. Staying any longer would be a waste of time.”
Ah Hu’s eyes lit up, “Young Master, you have stepped into the late Xiantian Martial Scholar realm?”
Yan Zhaoge nodded whilst smiling, Ah Hu repeatedly sighing in praise, “It is really very fast ah; compared to Young Master, all of us are sluggish oxen and wooden horses.”
“Young Master, while you may not be in time to break Family Head’s record of the youngest Martial Grandmaster, in the Martial Scholar realm, your cultivation speed may very possibly surpass his.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, “While I am also very satisfied with my progress this time, everything has to wait until I truly have reached the Martial Grandmaster realm.”
He looked at Ah Hu, “What of you-are you confident of your breakthrough?”
Ah Hu scratched his head, “It feels, like there is just still something lacking.”
Yan Zhaoge said, “It’s fine. After all, it has only been a year since you stepped into the Heavenly Connection stage. With your talent and potential, it should be the point of just being that last step away. Having broken through the bottleneck before you, it will be a whole new heaven and earth.”
Ah Hu laughed, “I feel the same; I should be able to catch up with Brother Fei and them very quickly.”
The young geniuses who had participated in the Heavenly Connection Meet had all gained much from the experience, the Nine Underworlds catastrophe afterwards also having served as a form of tempering for them.
After the Heavenly Connection Meet, in this less than half year where Yan Zhaoge had
been cultivating in seclusion, the others had all also been cultivating diligently.
Xu Fei, Tang Yonghao and Song Chao, the trio having already long been Heavenly Connection Martial Scholars, had broken through their respective bottlenecks, stepping into the Martial Grandmaster realm.
Stepping from the Heavenly Connection stage into the Martial Grandmaster realm, those elites would naturally find numerous Martial Grandmaster experts before them.
At this level, as strong as they were, they had all become inexperienced younglings.
However, overcoming the massive gulf between the two realms, the eyes with which they were looked at by the public would also gradually change, no longer the gazes directed at disciples of the younger generation.
Moreover, in accordance to their ages as well as their talent and strength displayed at the same cultivation level, it could be foreseen that Xu Fei and the others still had a long, grand road ahead of them.
Having become Martial Grandmasters was but a new beginning for them, their futures incomparably bright.
It was like how a massive gulf also existed between the Body Refinement and Martial Scholar realms, depleting the lives of innumerable people.
From the Martial Scholar to the Martial Grandmaster realm also was a massive gulf, with many Martial Scholar experts having halted at the late Xiantian stage or Heavenly Connection stage, finding it hard to advance a single inch, the rest of their lives just passing on listlessly like this.
As the elites of the direct lineages of the various Sacred Grounds, Xu Fei and the others would naturally not be reduced to such a stage. However, able to become Martial Grandmasters just having passed thirty was still a rare thing. As long as no major unforeseen circumstances cropped up, their futures were destined to be limitless.
Yan Zhaoge patted Ah Hu’s shoulder, “Come, let us proceed to the Wind Domain. The various disasters of the Great Western Desert are currently in a comparatively weakened state.”
After reporting to his father Yan Di and his Grand Master Yuan Zhengfeng, Yan Zhaoge left the Mountain with Ah Hu and his other retainers.
Other than then, because of the Cold Marrow Needles, Feng Yunsheng also travelled alongside him. After all, even Yan Zhaoge himself was not certain how long he would be away for this time.
Although the clan’s Elders were rather worried of the off chance that something might happen to Feng Yunsheng, the cultivation of Maidens of Extreme Yin was similarly not something that could be accomplished through just staying in the depths of the Mountain and cultivating painstakingly alone. Finally, they had still allowed Feng Yunsheng to accompany him on his journey.
As for Yan Zhaoge, the clan’s higher echelon experts now all had extreme faith in him.
Moreover, along their journey’s route, other than in the Great Western Desert itself, it would all be on Broad Creed Mountain’s territory, which had Broad Creed Mountain’s experts sitting over it.
Leaving the Mountain, heading west from the Central Heaven Region to the West Heaven Region of the Heaven Domain’s five regions, they continued westwards, leaving the territory of the Heaven Domain, arriving at the Sand Region of the Wind Domain’s four Regions.
The Sand Region was currently also controlled by Broad Creed Mountain, specifically presided over by a First Seat Elder dispatched there.
Of the Wind Domain’s four Regions, in terms of geography, they drew a line from north to south, simultaneously bordered to the Great Western Desert, together constituting the vast territory of the Wind Domain.
The Great Western Desert was virtually off limits for the living. Including Black Nightmare Mountain, the Wind Domain’s Sacred Ground of the past, no one had been able to completely control it.
It was rumoured that it was a remnant of the force of the Great Calamity, therefore being filled with disasters and tribulations, even possessing destructive capabilities of extermination.
In their conquests, Broad Creed Mountain, the Sacred Sun Clan and Infinite Boundless Mountain mainly targeted the Wind Domain’s Four Regions, keeping a respectful distance away from the Great Western Desert.
Yan Zhaoge, however, was rather interested in this place.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 215: The Yan Zhaoge incomparable to the past
HSSB215: The Yan Zhaoge incomparable to the past
Because of its natural climate, the scenery of the Wind Domain was completely different from that of the Heaven Domain. Having come here, it was the scene of a great desert all around.
It was not just the Great Western Desert; more than eighty percent of the Wind Domain was comprised of desert.
It was only that although much danger also existed in those other deserts, they were still not as bad as the Great Western Desert, which was virtually a godforsaken land.
Feng Yunsheng gazed far into the distance, “The last time I came to the Wind Domain, it was still a few years ago.”
Yan Zhaoge asked casually, “When in the Sacred Sun Clan, coming out for tempering?”
Feng Yunsheng was similarly casual, “Right, although as a Maiden of Extreme Yin, my movements had to be kept concealed with the utmost secrecy, some tempering still had to be experienced by me personally.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Was it the Gan Region or the Qin Region?”
Before the War of the Eastern Tang, the Sacred Sun Clan’s dominance had been great. In the Wind Domain, other than the Qin Region which was directly bordered to the Fire Domain, the Gan Region north of it had also been under the Sacred Sun Clan’s control.
At that time, Broad Creed Mountain controlled the Sand Region north of the Gan Region, while Infinite Boundless Mountain controlled the northernmost Silver Region, the three Sacred Grounds dividing up the four Regions of the Wind Domain in this way.
In the War of the Eastern Tang, other than counterattacking the Fire Domain, they had similarly assaulted the Wind Domain.
In order to avoid disturbing Huang Guanglie, the Sacred Sun Clan had grit their teeth, taking several steps back.
Of the Qin Region and the Gan Region they had had control of in the Wind Domain, the Gan Region more to the north had completely fallen in Broad Creed Mountain’s hands.
Only after the Third Extreme Bout, when Meng Wan had won the Extreme Yin Crown, did the Sacred Sun Clan managed to stabilise their footing, emboldened to try to regain the territory they had lost.
Their lost territory in the Fire Domain had basically been completely regained, but in the Wind Domain, Broad Creed Mountain and the Sacred Sun Clan had ended up in a conflict over the Gan Region once more.
Afterwards, because Yan Zhaoge had drawn Infinite Boundless Mountain in with the Thunder Element Revival Art, the Heaven Domain, the Mountain Domain and the Water Domain joining hands, with the Heavenly Thunder Hall suffering a setback, the Sacred Sun Clan had been unable to sustain its forceful stance, having no choice but to end their campaign in the Wind Domain.
Currently, the Gan Region and the Sand Region, in the middle of the Wind Domain’s four Regions, were both under Broad Creed Mountain’s control. The Sacred Sun Clan could only retreat behind the southernmost Qin Region. Currently, able to ensure that the Qin Region was not lost, they should already be praising the heavens and the earth.
Feng Yunsheng answered, “The Gan Region is close to the border areas of the Great Western Desert.”
Yan Zhaoge nodded. The Sacred Sun Clan also put in a lot of effort in grooming its disciples, willing to let them temper themselves, increasing their experience and knowledge with real sabres and real spears, stimulating their potential.
“Speaking of that, the Black Nightmare Mountain was destroyed by our clan. I wonder what state its remains are in now?” Feng Yunsheng suddenly realised, smiling as she asked.
The ‘our clan’ that she spoke of was naturally Broad Creed Mountain, and not the Sacred Sun Clan.
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, “When our ancestor the exalted Hantian was in secluded cultivation, the final Chief of Black
Nightmare Mountain attacked my Broad Creed Mountain, that Zhang ‘Purple Sun’ of the Sacred Sun Clan also watching on greedily from the side.”
“In the end, the exalted Hantian emerged from seclusion, slaying the Chief of Black Nightmare Mountain on the spot, then going to the Wind Domain, attacking Black Nightmare Mountain himself. From then on, the seven great Sacred Grounds numbered six.”
“Zhang ‘Purple Sun’ should feel lucky that he didn’t really do anything then, turning tail and running immediately after the exalted Hantian emerged. Because of that, our ancestor only chased him into the mouth of a volcano and let things go just like that. Otherwise, it’s hard to say whether there would still be a Sacred Sun Clan now.”
The Purple Sun Martial Saint Zhang Chao was that Sacred Sun Saint, whether he was alive or dead still unknown today, whose legends circulated amongst the public, the most legendary, colourful expert in the history of the Sacred Sun Clan.
It was also precisely him who had led the Sacred Sun Clan in their rise to dominance after Broad Creed Mountain had suffered a great blow to its vitality, becoming the new number one Sacred Ground.
If not for the Heaven Diviner Zhan Xilou releasing his brilliance which had been concealed beneath his brother’s shadow before, pressured by Zhang Chao and the Sacred Sun Clan, it would have been very difficult for Broad Creed Mountain to reach where they currently were today.
Feng Yunsheng had a look of remembrance on her face, “Ancestor exalted Hantian had already presided over the entire Eight Extremities World with his power, and there was still Ancestor Heaven Diviner deeply concealed beside him. Our clan was truly at an extreme peak then ah.”
“It was very likely the strongest Sacred Ground lineup ever since the time of the Great Calamity, still unmatched up till now.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “At least speaking from the historical records on hand, Ancestor Heaven Diviner did not intentionally conceal himself deeply. It was instead that his personality was indeed rather mild, as he was more willing to focus on researching the martial dao as well as the culture of before the Great Calamity.”