History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

by 八月飞鹰, Ba Yue Fei Ying, August Eagle

  “We just have to stabilise our footing, moving as planned. After all, most people reject the Evil Devils and the Nine Underworlds. At the end of the day, it is just a few who are bewitched by the devils and have devilish intent arise within their hearts.”

  Yan Zhaoge said, “What is most critical is that we maintain stable footing, and have absolutely dependable experts holding the fort.”

  Ah Hu grinned, “Elder Shi is one of these.”

  For the incident in the Wind Domain this time, Broad Creed Mountain had planned beforehand for the bigwig to specifically rush over to the Wind Domain to deal with this matter to be Yan Zhaoge’s senior apprentice-uncle, the ‘Iron Lion King’ Shi Tie.

  Yan Zhaoge nodded, sighing, “Yes.”

  Proceeding along the way, they very quickly neared Yunwu County.

  Following the given instructions, Yan Zhaoge came to a barren hill.

  At the top of the hill stood a person with a great frame that resembled a tall mountain. It was precisely Shi Tie.

  “Zhaoge, you’re here.” Shi Tie didn’t look back, gazing far into the distance, at an oasis which was precisely the ancestral ground of the Wang Family.

  The Wang Family had a foundation in Yunwu City, but its true core was still this oasis.

  Gazing over now, black smoke that rose to the heavens could already be seen, gradually dyeing the sky above the oasis black.

  Amidst the roiling black clouds, bloodred lightning flickered, mournful and terrifying.

  Yan Zhaoge raised his head and looked at the gradually expanding black clouds, and the bloodred lightning amidst the cloud layer. It was like he had returned to that time at Clear Concealed Lake.

  Shi Tie gazed at the distant oasis. Looking at his back, Yan Zhaoge’s gaze was a little complicated.

  “Zhaoge, you have something you want to say to me?” Shi Tie did not turn as he instead suddenly asked Yan Zhaoge via sound transmission.

  Hesitating slightly for a moment, Yan Zhaoge then said candidly, “Currently, it is only my personal suspicion, and has yet to be confirmed. With a great battle currently at hand, I don’t want to say it, lest it disturb eldest apprentice-uncle’s mind.”

  Shi Tie’s voice halted for a moment, before it resounded once more, “There are not many things which can disturb my mind. Either it concerns the safety of Broad Creed Mountain, or…”

  Yan Zhaoge sighed softly, pondering slightly before he said, “I still can’t say for sure, but senior apprentice-brother Shi, Shi Songtao, may still be alive today.”

  Shi Tie’s breathing stopped slightly as he replied after a moment’s silence, “Did you see him somewhere?”

  Yan Zhaoge said softly, “It was in my earlier report that in the Devilish Domain Grand Formation at Clear Concealed Lake, someone ambushed me and senior apprentice-brother Xu.”

  “In that foreign dimension left behind by Loose Practitioner He of before the Great Calamity, I was attacked by that same person once more. In the process of fighting him, I sliced off a portion of his mask, with part of his face being revealed. I am unable to say for certain, but…”

  Shi Tie was silent for a time before he asked, “Is there still any other proof?”

  Yan Zhaoge answered, “The martial art that person cultivated in was the Dark Light Killing Art, but it could be seen that it was not something he had always been cultivating in, and rather had been learnt as a supplement.”

  “He is already somewhat proficient in his Dark Light Killing Art, but according to my calculations, he should have only been cultivating in it for a few years, slightly less than the time senior apprentice-brother Shi has been missing.”

  Shi Tie asked, “I remember you said that he was an early Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster?”

  Yan Zhaoge answered, “Right. When senior apprentice-brother Shi vanished, he was in the Heavenly Connection stage. With his talent and potential, if he was not stuck at the Heavenly Connection stage bottleneck for too long, he should already be in the mid Spirit Vessel stage. Therefore, I still hold some doubt.”

  “No,” Shi Tie said slowly, “Adding in time required to recuperate from his injuries, and the time lost due to beginning to cultivate in other martial arts, the early Spirit Vessel stage is more possible.”

  At these words, there was nothing that Yan Zhaoge could say.

  After a long time, he replied in a low tone, “I’m sorry, eldest apprentice-uncle.”

  Closing his eyes, Shi Tie said slowly, “No, you did right. Letting me be prepared for it beforehand-it’s a little better.”

  “I really hope that you, Zhaoge, mistook that person’s identity. However, if he truly is Songtao, it is also something that I must bear.”

  “At the end of the day, I, am not a passable father.”

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  Looking at the unspeaking Shi Tie, Yan Zhaoge also fell silent, sighing soundlessly.

  The interaction between the two was wholly conducted via sound transmission, with outsiders not privy to their contents.

  Standing behind Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng was a little nonplussed.

  Their eldest apprentice-uncle Shi Tie who always resembled a mountain peak that seemed able to support the very heavens-even she could see that he was a little despondent at this time.

  As though the towering mountain had been dyed the colour of twilight by the setting sun.

  However, very quickly, Shi Tie reopened his eyes.

  And with the opening of his eyes it was like the sleeping lion had awoken, the previous despondence completely gone without a trace, the person standing before them still that domineering, mighty Iron Lion King.

  Looking at this scene, Feng Yunsheng even felt that what she had seen earlier had completely been an illusion.

  Looking at the ancestral ground of the Wang Family in the distance, Shi Tie said calmly, “Do not let the Devilish Domain Grand Formation be set up-directly destroy it.”

  “I will launch a sudden assault while you sweep inwards from the outside, leaving people to guard the outskirts, keeping vigilant for anything that might suddenly occur.”

  His voice was not however loud, also not spreading far into the distance, but all the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners in the vicinity could hear it clearly, feeling a firm determination emanating from that heavy, deep voice.

  Yan Zhaoge and the others agreed in unison. Having finished speaking, Shi Tie rose up from the peak of the hill.

  A clear brilliance emanated from the inside of his body, his entire person resembling a divinity cast of Vajra.

  The next moment, Shi Tie strode forward, the world exploding with light as the black devilish atmosphere was instantly hindered from expanding.

  Accompanied by Shi Tie’s one stride, he was already directly in the air above the Wang Family’s ancestral ground.

  Pressured by that firm and condensed power that was vigorous to the extreme, the air above the Wang Family’s ancestral ground instantly lit up with countless patterns, forming a massive defensive formation in mid-air, attempting to resist that strong pressure.

  However, it was like something made of porcelain had made a sturdy rock, virtually unable to hinder it in the slightest as it began to shatter mightily.

  Shi Tie’s body was not fast, but as he landed stably, it was like there was nothing which could obstruct his footsteps.

  At the very least, the grand formation of the Wang Family’s ancestral ground was absolutely unable to do so.

  Whatever power it was, they diligently accumulated great power where their foundations lay, giving themselves a powerful home advantage.

  Relying on the grand formation of their ancestral ground, even if Broad Creed Mountain’s First Seat Elder in the Sand Region arrived, the Wang Family’s experts would be able to withstand him for a moment.

  While their formation would still be broken through, it was not like they
would have absolutely no chance to retaliate.

  Sadly, the grand formation that was able to obstruct the Sand Region’s First Seat Elder of the early Essence Talisman stage was no different from paper before the late Essence Talisman stage Shi Tie.

  Just at this time, a venomous voice resounded from amidst the roiling black fog, “Iron Lion King!”

  Countless spirit talismans that flickered with black light now rose from the Wang Family’s ancestral ground, rapidly assembling in mid-air to form a profound and mysterious spirit formation that emanated a terrifying air.

  Connected to one another, the spirit arrays instantly formed a tall tower that resembled an altar.

  On the altar, an indistinct figure could be seen, wielding a long black lance as he struck out towards Shi Tie.

  It was, shockingly, another expert of the late Essence Talisman stage, a peak Martial Grandmaster expert who had already established an Essence Talisman Heavenly Altar.

  Shi Tie’s face was expressionless, resembling tough, eternally unchanging granite, “Scaly Dragon King Sima Chui. You have also joined the Nine Underworlds?”

  The other party stabbed out with his black lance, resembling a scaly dragon soaring up to the heavens as a deafening roar resounded, black light shining as a black wound seemed to be carved out between the heavens and the earth.

  Shi Tie’s expression did not change in the slightest as his body was enveloped by a spirit altar transparent as glass that emanated a feeling of indestructability.

  He punched out domineeringly, directly meeting his opponent’s lance.

  An intense collision occurred. From far away, Yan Zhaoge and the others, not drawing near, could feel the very heavens and earth they were in actually trembling with the impact.

  Feng Yunsheng’s eyes let out a strange light, “I’ve heard of the famed name of the Scaly Dragon King Sima Chui. He is one of the few peak experts amongst solitary practitioners, at the ninth level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, with a late Essence Talisman cultivation base, one of the few of solitary practitioners of the late Essence Talisman stage who possesses a high-grade spirit artifact.”

  “That black lance of his is his high-grade spirit artifact. Eldest apprentice-uncle actually forcibly took that martial practitioner of the same cultivation level wielding a high-grade spirit artifact head-on.”

  The higher the cultivation base, not only did the surpassing of levels to defeat stronger enemies grow rarer, the gap between martial practitioners of the same cultivation level was generally also smaller.

  Of those who were able to attain such a stage, how many of them would be easy to deal with.

  In a battle between Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster experts of the same cultivation level, the addition of a high-grade spirit artifact was usually sufficient to decide the victor.

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Otherwise, why would he been called the Iron Ling King? Attack and defence all in one ah.”

  As Shi Tie gazed coldly as his opponent, the belt around his waist lit up as his high-grade spirit artifact, the Profound Light Divine Armour was activated, countless streams of black light instantly transforming into an armour, enveloping Shi Tie’s body.

  The power of Shi Tie’s spirit artifact merged with his martial intent, causing his power to instantly skyrocket, his punch directly sending the Scaly Dragon King Sima Chui into retreat.

  After his punch, Shi Tie did not rush off in pursuit, instantly stomping downwards heavily.

  With a great boom, the grand formation defending the Wang Family’s ancestral ground completely collapsed.

  His expression vicious, Sima Chui changed his stance as his lance transformed into streaks of black light that moved between the heavens and the earth, not clashing head-on with Shi Tie but rather adopting a harassing method.

  While Sima Chui was inferior to Shi Tie, he could at least prevent Shi Tie from continuing to approach the ancestral ground of the Wang Family down below.

  The oasis where the Wang Family’s ancestral ground was situated was once again enveloped by black fog, flashing with numerous streaks of red lightning.

  Within the depths of the black fog, a massive spirit formation could vaguely be seen.

  Yan Zhaoge once again felt the terrifying, soul-shaking air that he had felt back at Clear Concealed Lake, that of the Great Nine Underworlds Door preparing to descend.

  “Let’s go,” Yan Zhaoge said, his figure quick as flashing lightning as he rushed towards the Wang Family ancestral ground, Feng Yunsheng and Pan-Pan following closely behind him.

  From various directions, martial practitioners of Broad Creed Mountain appeared, individually led by Martial Grandmaster experts as they moved together to surround the Wang Family ancestral ground.

  Spreading his Immortal Crane Wings, Yan Zhaoge’s speed was great as he soon arrived at the outskirts of the Wang Family ancestral ground.

  The grand formation defending the area had already been destroyed by Shi Tie, with the people within only able to use foot soldiers to withstand the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners.

  After they neared, countless dark glows instantly appeared within the black fog, resembling the coming of a tempestuous storm.

  Everyone employed various methods in defence.

  Yan Zhaoge’s footsteps did not halt at all as the feathers on both sides of his shoulders, their tips aimed ahead, shot directly towards the enemy like an unforgiving, pelting rain.

  The faint gold feathers and the dark light collided unceasingly in mid-air.

  Numerous feathers of light shattered and dissipated in mid-air, while numerous iron arrows of dark light distorted and changed form, raining down in bits and pieces on the ground below.

  Those few that slipped out of the net were forcibly withstood with the Lofty Mountain Armour.

  Yan Zhaoge strode forwards in huge strides, arriving before the grand manor at the Wang Family ancestral ground. He kicked out, a large opening directly collapsing in the walls of the manor.

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  Yan Zhaoge directly kicked out an opening in the side of the Wang Family’s ancestral manor.

  As dust and smoke flew, sabre-light suddenly flickered, chopping out towards Yan Zhaoge.

  The sabre-light resembled a continuous chain of mountains, with strange and perilous peaks, numerous layers of sabre-light instantly surrounding Yan Zhaoge.

  Not even looking at it, Yan Zhaoge punched out, bursting through the sabre-light as he instantly sent his opponent flying.

  Although his opponent flew backwards, the sabre-light before him grew as more enemies, all using the Continuous Mountains Sabre Art passed down within the Wang Family, obscured the heavens and covered the earth as they bore down on Yan Zhaoge.

  At the same time, amongst these sabre-lights that resembled lofty mountains, a dark, biting wind also assaulted Yan Zhaoge.

  Black Nightmare Mountain’s direct lineage martial art, Pursuing Wind Sword Style!

  The sword was named Pursuing Wind, being even faster than wind itself, one of the fastest swords under the heavens, able to rival the Lightning Mantra Seventy Two Swords of the Heavenly Thunder Hall’s direct lineage.

  It cast a dim sword-light, concealed amongst all those sabre-lights, exerted later but arriving first, that people would be hard pressed to guard against.

  Yan Zhaoge just reached out with a single hand, closing the gap between his thumb and index finger, gripping the sword of his opponent.

  Immediately, the sword-light was extinguished, the wind formed by the sword dying down, the sword, gripped by Yan Zhaoge’s two fingers, completely unable to move.

  At the same time, Yan Zhaoge’s aura-qi surged. Standing there, not moving an inch, his vigorous aura-qi transformed into a storm, directly dissipating the sabre-lights descending towards him that obscured the heavens and cov
ered the earth.

  The reaction of that Black Nightmare Mountain martial practitioner before Yan Zhaoge was also extremely fast, immediately abandoning his sword as it was caught by Yan Zhaoge.

  However, whether it was switching his stance and attacking or immediately retreating, without even having time to perform his next movement, he suddenly discovered his sword, with the blade facing away, bearing down towards him, its original owner!

  “Rip!” As if it were the sharpest point, the bladeless hilt broke through the aura-qi that guarded this Black Nightmare Mountain martial practitioner’s body, and pierced directly into his chest.

  Everyone nearby looked at Yan Zhaoge, shocked. Gripping the blade of the sword with two fingers, he had pushed it forward lightly, using the sword hilt as a blade as he directly stabbed that Black Nightmare Mountain martial practitioner to death.

  His expression as per usual, Yan Zhaoge retracted his arm, drawing the sword hilt out of his opponent’s chest.

  Not even switching his stance, just holding onto the blade of the sword with two fingers like this, as though wanting to commit suicide, Yan Zhaoge used the sword hilt as a sword blade casually as he liked. However, it was already superior to the swords of most Martial Scholars under the heavens as he slew all the martial practitioners in the vicinity.

  Breaking through another wall, Yan Zhaoge entered the centre of the courtyard, instantly slaying a great many more people, clearing out another area. Other than him, no other live soul remained.

  His gaze not rippling in the slightest, Yan Zhaoge abruptly threw the sword within his hands to the side, with it instantly transforming into a sword-light that resembled a bolt of lightning.

  Within the black fog, a martial practitioner who had originally been approaching stealthily under the cover of darkness was directly pinned to death on the ground by this sword.

  The other side’s Martial Scholars experts were also approaching rapidly, prepared to seal this point of breakthrough as created by Yan Zhaoge.