Of Broad Creed Mountain’s Three Supreme Arts, the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm!
As that one palm descended, it resembled the descent of the heavens!
Yan He forcibly kept himself alert, withstanding the pressure and destruction that the intent harboured within this palm brought to his mind, as he unconsciously raised a hand.
He believed that as a mid Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster, he would at least not be so easily defeated by Yan Zhaoge.
His secret treasure, the Dim Cold Miasma, temporarily sealing all of Yan Zhaoge’s treasures, he would have a chance…
Yan He’s thoughts not ending, Yan Zhaoge’s palm had already descended, slamming onto his palm.
Without any resistance whatsoever, from his palm, the bones of Yan He’s entire body began to shatter!
He stared, yet discovering that he had no way to resist it at all, resembling the dust that solely remained following the collapse and descent of the heavens!
Looking calmly at Yan He, Yan Zhaoge said mildly, “I do have a few more treasures than most, and this seems to have let people overlook my personal strength. My current cultivation base is still rather low, but in terms of that, in assassinating me, you, at least, are still sorely lacking.”
While Yan He’s cultivation base was that of a mid Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster, any random Sacred Ground direct disciple at the early Spirit Vessel stage would also have the ability to surpass levels and defeat him.
As one who virtually presided over all geniuses of the same generation even amongst Sacred Grounds, even having only just stepped into the Martial Grandmaster realm, killing Yan He was but a simple matter for Yan Zhaoge.
Even if Yan He launched a sneak attack, this result was still set in stone!
Yan He had on a defeated expression, his gaze turning lax.
Yan Zhaoge was already no longer looking at him, instead looking at that box that was filled with Dim Cold Miasma.
The cold qi had already completely dissipated at this moment, what had originally only been used to buy a sliver of time for his assassination now having dissipated into the air.
On the other side, Yan Wendao was also already being suppressed by Yan Wenzhen, with defeat but a matter of time. With the Yan Family Grand Formation present, escaping was but a far-fetched hope for him.
All the enemies here were either slain on the spot, or captured alive.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, the Yan Family martial practitioners all felt somewhat shocked.
Martial Grandmaster ah; ever since Yan Zhaoge’s father Yan Di, this world had not again seen a Martial Grandmaster emerge under the age of twenty-five, till this Yan Zhaoge before them!
Over these two years, Yan Zhaoge had soared straight up into the heavens, with the momentum of his rise even more exaggerated than his father Yan Di’s had been.
With the cultivation of a Martial Scholar, in a Sacred Ground like Broad Creed Mountain, possessing the authority of a First Seat Elder, his authority and status seemingly even presiding over the leaders of all this world’s first-rate powers.
From ancient times to now-how many had there been?
These few years, Yan Zhaoge had not returned to Yunzhen County where the Yan Family ancestral mansion was located, with those of the Yan Family always feeling like his accomplishments seemed a little illusory as a result.
Not having witnessed it personality, only having heard rumours, it was only natural for them to underestimate his actual capabilities.
And truly witnessing Yan Zhaoge live in action today, the great shock that it caused was such that all of them, even those like Yan Wenzhen who supported Yan Di, were rendered speechless.
Yan Zhaoge was already no longer concerned about Yan Wendao and his cronies as after nodding in appreciation to Yan Wenzhen and the others, he raised his head to look at the sky, “It is not as strong as the plan of Yao Shan’s group back in the desert, feeling more like it was planned out by Yan Wendao and Yan He alone.”
“For the Nine Underworlds and the Decimating Abyss then, where is the true killing move?”
Despite his view being obstructed by numerous courtyards, Yan Zhaoge still swivelled his head, looking towards the northeast where Broad Creed Mountain lay.
……
The old Chief Yuan Zhengfeng having been in seclusion for many days, Broad Creed Mountain was currently in an orderly state, everyone seemingly already having gotten used to the days of the old Chief in seclusion and Yan Di temporarily taking up position at the helm.
Everything seemed no different from how it was usually.
But actually, Broad Creed Mountain was very tense internally, with its higher echelon experts all keeping vigilant at every moment, with even the mid and low-tier martial practitioners able to feel the unusual mood in the air.
Ending his cultivation session, Xu Fei left his residence, raising his head and looking up at the sky.
Today’s sky was not as bright as it usually was, being a gloomy day, yet not giving people a cool, refreshing feeling, instead feeling a little stiflingly hot.
Dark clouds filled the sky in the air above Broad Creed Mountain, causing one’s mood to be a little low.
Xu Fei knit his brows slightly, calming his heart as he strolled through a forest.
Along the way, he was spotted by several junior apprentice-brothers and sisters, who all bowed, “Senior apprentice-brother Xu.”
Xu Fei nodded to them in return, continuing on his walk. Now, Xu Fei’s footsteps suddenly slowed as he looked towards the roadside.
There stood a white-clothed, blue-robed young female disciple, currently with a face full of worry as she gazed towards the depths of the forest.
Xu Fei also recognised this female disciple. She was an elite disciple of the same generation as him. While she wasn’t a direct disciple of the clan, she was still rather valued by them, putting in quite a bit of effort in grooming her.
The girl was rather younger than Xu Fei, being around the same age as Yan Zhaoge.
The reason she had drawn Xu Fei’s attention was that he knew that this junior apprentice-sister Wang had a rather close relationship with Lu Wen.
Perhaps Lu Wen still thought of her as just a junior apprentice-sister, but this junior apprentice-sister Wang rather admired Lu Wen.
And at this moment, where she was gazing was precisely where Lu Wen was in secluded cultivation.
Xu Fei knit his brows. If he was not wrong, Lu Wen had already been in seclusion for a rather long time.
“Junior apprentice-sister Wang, you are waiting for junior apprentice-brother Lu?” Xu Fei asked, and junior apprentice-sister Wang, recovering, hurriedly replied, “Senior apprentice-brother Xu, senior apprentice-brother Lu has been in seclusion for almost two years!”
An unconcealable look of worry was visible within her eyes, as Xu Fei thought upon hearing her words, “After being defeated by junior apprentice-brother Yan, he has always been in seclusion, not having left at all…”
Xu Fei was not really familiar with Lu Wen, with the latter not liking his roughness and love of wine, and the two also not possessing any common topics, therefore not having much to do with each other.
Xu Fei also knew of Lu Wen’s great pride, but hearing of Lu Wen’s situation now, Xu Fei also felt a little worried for him.
Especially with the matter of the Nine Underworlds and the Decimating Abyss having emerged in recent years.
While Xu Fei felt a little worried, he didn’t show it on the surface, instead comforting junior apprentice-sister Wang, “Be at ease; perhaps junior apprentice-brother Lu, not shining for three years, will suddenly shock everyone upon his emergence.”
After comforting and persuading junior apprentice-sister Wang to return, Xu Fei, however, didn’t leave, instead sucking in a deep breath, walking deeper into the forest.
A sealed stone chamber built with the mountain as a foundation appeared before Xu Fei’s eyes.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 272: The
voice beside his ears
HSSB272: The voice beside his ears
Looking at the tightly shut stone door, Xu Fei fell into deep thought.
Generally speaking, when martial practitioners entered secluded cultivation, others were strictly forbidden from disturbing them, intruding into their seclusion grounds. In some situations, a death enmity could even be established.
Within the same clan, when a martial practitioner was in secluded cultivation, even if it was the clan’s seniors, they would generally only enter having been given prior permission.
Otherwise, except for the most serious of situations, one would not lightly intrude into the seclusion grounds of others.
This was not just a matter of manners. When martial practitioners were cultivating, sometimes, a tiny bit of disturbance could cause all their earlier work to be for naught, even being heavily injured as a result.
Suddenly being disturbed by others in the most critical moment of their cultivation, the results would be disastrous beyond imagination.
This was why in entering secluded cultivation for a long time, most people would invite others to stand guard for them, or establish a powerful formation to guard over them.
As a direct disciple of Broad Creed Mountain, while Lu Wen’s seclusion ground had no guards, the clan had long since set up a guardian formation here.
The stone chamber that Lu Wen was in now was not Lu Wen’s original dwelling, but one of many seclusion grounds that Broad Creed Mountain had specially prepared for its top disciples.
In entering secluded cultivation before, Xu Fei had also done so in a similar place.
However, looking at the stone chamber in which Lu Wen was currently located, Xu Fei just had some sort of an uneasy feeling.
After relinquishing the position of Suzhou City’s Acting Elder and returning to the clan, he had received a new assignment, not at the Disciplinary Hall that his Master Shi Tie controlled, but at the Martial Inheritance Hall that Yan Di had been at.
Xu Fei was currently a subordinate of the Martial Inheritance Hall, its youngest Principal Elder.
Allocating and managing the stone chambers of seclusion of the clan’s disciples was a responsibility of the Martial Inheritance Hall.
Xu Fei had the ability to open Lu Wen’s stone chamber on his own, with this solely being out of consideration for the latter’s safety.
Once, there had been a martial practitioner who had undergone cultivation deviation in the midst of secluded cultivation, suffering a heavy backlash and dying from grave injuries within the enclosed chamber, not discovered till a long time after.
Therefore, in order to prevent similar such situations from occurring, the Martial Inheritance Hall had specifically made some arrangements.
However, this was only in the rarest of situations. If it wasn’t necessary, Elders of the Martial Inheritance Hall would not intrude into where others were undergoing secluded cultivation.
After considering for a moment, while he still felt it to be a little inappropriate, Xu Fei still reached out and pressed his hand on the door of the stone chamber.
After a while, the great stone door swung open, and Xu Fei entered carefully within.
Passing through the corridor, Xu Fei came to the innermost part of the chamber, seeing a man currently seated there in the meditative position.
This man’s beard was filled with stubble, his face having been enveloped by his long hair, resembling a barbarian.
Whoever looked at him, on first glance, they would also be unable to easily link it to the graceful Lu Wen of the past.
However, Xu Fei still recognised Lu Wen instantly. Still, what caused him to take more note was the fact that Lu Wen’s body was currently clearly trembling as it seemed like he was shivering.
Xu Fei was unable to feel Lu Wen circulating his qi at this moment. The trembling of his body seemed not to be from cultivating, but from intense emotions.
“Something’s wrong!” Xu Fei’s heart sunk abruptly as he hurriedly neared Lu Wen.
Xu Fei did not conceal his approach, but Lu Wen seemed not to see him, just sitting there, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Carefully observing his face, Xu Fei was shocked to discover that Lu Wen’s eyes were currently shut tight, his face pale and full of sweat, as though he was suffering from a great sickness.
Xu Fei called out in a low tone, “Junior apprentice-brother Lu!”
Lu Wen seemed to abruptly awaken as he finally opened his eyes, but as he looked ahead of him, his eyes appeared unfocused.
Carefully observing his pupils, Xu Fei clearly saw a faint bloodred light flickering within.
Accompanied by Lu Wen opening his eyes, from him emanated a faint air from which Xu Fei could truly feel resentment and unwillingness.
It was clearly the emotions of a human, yet gave off a tangible feeling at this moment.
Xu Fei’s expression turned grave.
Through the interrogation of those who had been bewitched by the Decimating Abyss and plagued by devilish intent, Broad Creed Mountain and Xu Fei by extension now had a general understanding of some things.
Falling to the dark side occurred in phases.
Evil intent, stubborn intent, venomous intent, longing intent-these were possessed by most people, or it could even be said by everyone. It was just that most people could control those, rather than letting these negative thoughts take control of themselves.
However, when any one of these intents were stimulated by the Nine Underworlds, breaking past a certain threshold, they would transform into devilish intent.
The devilish intent would grow stronger and stronger, accumulating as it was hard to turn back, finally resonating with the devilish qi of the outside world, turning from illusory inside to real outside as one truly fell to the dark side.
The characteristics of fallen practitioners were very obvious. Their eyes became yellowed, radiating an evident bloodred light.
However, before truly falling to the dark side, those who bore devilish intent would appear no different from ordinary people on the outside.
There was only one exception. It was when one’s intents broke past the threshold, transforming into devilish intent. At that moment, some characteristics could also be visibly seen.
These characteristics, were like how Lu Wen was at this moment!
At this moment, Lu Wen was shockingly at the point where the stubbornness within his heart was on the verge of transforming into devilish intent!
Although Xu Fei was right before him, Lu Wen’s eyes were unfocused, as though he couldn’t see Xu Fei at all.
He muttered indistinctly in a low voice, “Yan…Zhao…ge! Yan…Zhao…ge! Yan…Zhao…ge…”
Seeing this, Xu Fei sighed inwardly, but did not dare to hesitate at all as he extended his hands, forcefully slamming them on Lu Wen’s shoulders!
“Junior apprentice-brother Lu!”
Lu Wen didn’t react, as though bewitched by the devil.
Xu Fei asked in a deep tone, “Junior apprentice-brother Lu, do you cultivate just to be more powerful than junior apprentice-brother Yan?”
Hearing these words, Lu Wen’s entire body shuddered intensely as he ceased his mutterings, but his eyes still remained lifeless.
Xu Fei asked, “In having entered the clan and painstakingly cultivated for so many years, what exactly was it for? For what was it that you picked up martial arts in the first place?”
Lu Wen’s expression changed.
His face revealed a painful struggle at times and a crazed resolve at others, the two flickering intermittently.
Xu Fei lightened his tone, “Junior apprentice-brother Lu, think about it carefully. What exactly do you want; what exactly was it for that you have reached where you are today?”
Lu Wen’s body gradually ceased to tremble, the bloodred light within his eyes also gradually fading.
On seeing this, Xu Fei finally let out a breath of relief.
After a while, Lu Wen’s
eyes finally regained their focus, as he said hoarsely while looking at Xu Fei, “Senior apprentice-brother Xu…”
Xu Fei said, “Stabilise your heart.”
Lu Wen nodded slowly, closing his eyes once more. His face was full of weakness, pale as paper, beads of sweat trickling down like rain, but his body was no longer trembling, his expression also having turned calm.
Xu Fei looked at him, “Junior apprentice-brother Lu, I know that you have only just stabilised your emotions, and may not be willing to think back on some things, but this matter concerns the foundation of our clan, and cannot be delayed. There are some things that I have to get to the bottom of as soon as possible.”
“Earlier, was it that someone came into contact with you, stimulating the stubbornness within your heart, causing it to become heavier and heavier, even to the point of connecting with the Nine Underworlds?”
Opening his eyes, Lu Wen slowly nodded, “Someone indeed spoke softly by my ear. Accompanied by his voice, there seemed to be a voice reverberating unceasingly within my heart, growing stronger and stronger, till it completely consumed my entire mind.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 273: The Devil Saint attacks!
HSSB273: The Devil Saint attacks!
Hearing Lu Wen’s answer, Xu Fei sucked in a deep breath, “Who was that person?”
He felt unease within his heart.
Lu Wen, however, shook his head, “I do not know who that person was. His voice seemed to have been disguised, and I was unable to distinguish it. However, his cultivation base was definitely very high.”
Hearing Lu Wen’s reply, Xu Fei’s heart could not relax.
While Lu Wen had not revealed a shocking name, someone who was able to freely enter and exit Lu Wen’s seclusion grounds must be quite an important person.
His Master, Fang Zhun, could enter and exit this place freely, but if nothing special occurred, Fang Zhun would generally not do so.
Other than Fang Zhun, other Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster experts were also able to conceal their presence and enter this place without leaving behind any traces at all.
Even in Sacred Grounds like Broad Creed Mountain, Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters were also limited existences, all of them bigwigs of the clan.
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