History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474
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Yan Zhaoge spread his hands apart, “Perhaps it was from some kind of treasure.”
Based on the words of his father Yan Di, while his mother had hid her origins back then, her cultivation base should have been authentic.
With Xue Chuqing’s cultivation base at the time, it was indeed insufficient for establishing such a powerful mechanism.
Amidst their conversation, the silhouetted snow crane gradually dimmed, descending downwards.
Yan Zhaoge’s spirits rose. Gazing carefully downwards, he saw that within a section of primordial forest, a white pillar of light shot up into the skies.
Descending within the pillar of light, the pure white snow crane gradually vanished, while the figures of Yan Zhaoge and the others descended onto the ground within the pillar of light.
Looking downwards, numerous spirit patterns were alit on the ground, complicated and profound.
Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei, Ah Hu and the others involuntarily let of sighs of amazement.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge’s pupils dilated abruptly, “This formation legacy indeed resembles those of before the Great Calamity somewhat.”
It had not been unearthed from legacy sites and then researched upon, having been re-developed on the foundation established by their ancestors.
Instead, it resembled a complete legacy of the martial civilisation before the time of the Great Calamity, not having been broken and lost due to the Great Calamity.
As they landed, the white pillar of light that shot into the skies gradually vanished, the numerous spirit patterns on the ground also beginning to disperse.
The white light congregated about the centre of the spirit formation. As Yan Zhaoge looked, there seemed to be a mirror there.
Or more precisely, half a mirror.
Yan Zhaoge came before the mirror, seeing that it was a rustic-looking round mirror which had somehow been split into two along its centre, only one half remaining while the whereabouts of the other were unknown.
Xu Fei and the others also appraised the mirror carefully. Yan Zhaoge raised it up, infusing his true essence within, feeling carefully for a time.
“This half mirror is the core of the mechanism,” After a long time, Yan Zhaoge exhaled, “There should be another half, and it should not have been lost. Instead, it should be hidden someplace in this world.”
He muttered inwardly to himself, “Mirror World Traversing Technique-it truly is an ancient technique of before the Great Calamity ah…”
Ah Hu looked curiously at the half mirror in Yan Zhaoge’s hands, “Young Master, can this thing help us get back to the Eight Extremities World?”
Yan Zhaoge lightly tapped the surface of the mirror twice with his finger, “Not in the short term. In order to complete the mechanism just now, the power accumulated within this half mirror has temporarily been used up, requiring time to recover. The time in which the Ten Character Heavenly Rainbow remains is, at the end of the day, limited. We might not be in time for it.”
Feng Yunsheng pondered aloud, “Perhaps we should look for the other half of that mirror?”
Yan Zhaoge snapped his fingers, “That’s right. If we find that half mirror, we should be able to find the dimensional passageway that shifts along the spiritual veins here more easily. Also, after the two halves of the mirror have been reinstated, they might still serve some other miraculous use.”
Scanning their surroundings, Xu Fei then asked Yan Zhaoge via sound transmission, “If this mechanism truly was established by Senior Xue, using it to help you or Chief come over to this side, there should also be some sort of message left behind?”
Keeping that half mirror, Yan Zhaoge now appraised their surroundings as well, “That’s also what I think…”
After searching for a long time yet not finding anything at all, Yan Zhaoge could not help but feel somewhat despondent.
Xu Fei also felt very helpless, “Looks like there isn’t anything, or perhaps it might have been discovered and taken away by someone before this.”
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “Whatever the case, we should first think of a way to find the other half of the mirror, making sure that we will be able to return to the Eight Extremities World in time.”
Xu Fei said, “I’d originally hoped that Senior Xue had left behind a message here, allowing us to know the general situation of this world. Now, we can only slowly seek it out for ourselves.”
“We also don’t know anything specific about this world’s situation, what people it has.”
Yan Zhaoge looked at the ground, smiling, “People will very soon be coming to us on their own accord and answering our questions for us.”
“The white light that shot into the skies just now was also clearly visible from far away, and would definitely have drawn the attention of those nearby. As we were brought along by the silhouetted snow crane in its flight, I noticed that we passed by someplace with human presence along the way.”
Having said thus, just a moment later, their expressions all changed as they felt someone currently in the midst of approaching.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 420: Great awkwardness!
HSSB420: Great awkwardness
“His movement speed is very high, but there doesn’t seem to be any powerful aura-qi fluctuations,” Ah Hu listened, then said uncomprehendingly, “Could it be some special sort of movement technique? How strange.”
Xu Fei said, “That’s very possible. The martial legacies here must be dissimilar to those within our Eight Extremities World somewhat.”
Yan Zhaoge listened to the movements of the newcomer as well, “It’s not surprising. After all, they’re two different worlds. Rather than the difference in martial arts, I’m actually more concerned about how different the language here is from that in our world.”
“After all, even in our Eight Extremities World, there are many different dialects used in different places that differ greatly. If not for a standardised, common one that we all use as a whole, it would be very hard for those originating from different places to understand what the other side is saying.”
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, “Wanting to find someone through whom to understand the situation of this world, if we cannot communicate, that would be awkward indeed.”
Ah Hu asked, “Young Master, why don’t you conceal yourselves first. I’ll stay and interact with this person.”
“The other party’s strength is currently completely unknown to us, being very hard to determine as well. He might even possess some strange secret arts that we do not know of.”
Having always followed by Yan Zhaoge’s side, other than being his follower, Ah Hu had also assumed the role of his bodyguard for a long time.
While Yan Zhaoge’s cultivation base was currently higher than his, Ah Hu’s mindset was still to keep Yan Zhaoge’s safety as the first and utmost priority.
While he usually appeared lazy, when he got serious, this big guy was extremely reliable in carrying out his duties.
Being in a completely new and unknown world, everything was foreign, maybe even dangerous.
Currently, Ah Hu’s heart as a follower of Yan Zhaoge was already strung up completely tightly.
Yan Zhaoge waved his hands, “If even so many of us are unable to cope with this danger, you alone going would be no different from suicide.”
“Relax a bit. While we are currently unable to determine the cultivation base of this newcomer, it shouldn’t be too high as well.”
“One art connects, all arts connect. In the great overarching dao of this world, all arts converge as one at their base. While there are differences amongst them, the higher up one goes, the more similarities there are to be found,” Yan Zhaoge gazed into the distance, “It’s just like us and the Flame Devils. The feeling when a Martial Saint or a Flame Devil King is standing in front of you is completely different from the feeling given off by a Martial Grandmaster or a Great Flame Devil.”
“This is unless the other party conc
eals it intentionally or you instead identify an Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster as an Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster or vice versa, but it is absolutely always possible to distinguish whether it is a Martial Saint or a Martial Grandmaster.”
Yan Zhaoge and the others temporarily concealed themselves within the dense forest. Very quickly, a figure flashed, appearing before them.
It was a tall middle-aged man, the colour of his skin like bronze, his eyes circular with a head like a leopard’s and rough features.
His body seemed to contain a flourishing, explosive power, his eyesight appearing exceptionally acute as light shot out in all directions.
Yan Zhaoge nodded to himself, “At least he has a human appearance, not being much different from us like some mutant species.”
As he observed the big man, he saw the man’s gaze suddenly flicker as he then promptly looked over in the direction of Ying Longtu.
The people dispersed within the dense forest all frowned.
While Ying Longtu’s cultivation base was the lowest of them all, he possessed the Big Dipper physique, able to freely control his qi and blood as he liked as he also had a mind that was clear and without flaw. If he intentionally hid himself, it should be very difficult for others to detect his presence.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “Is it that this person, deeply concealed, is stronger than I thought, or is it that due to some special reason, his sensory abilities are extremely high?”
After scanning the location at which Ying Longtu was concealed, the big man now turned to look at where Feng Yunsheng was.
Yan Zhaoge coughed lightly, showing himself.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge, that man’s face was filled with caution and wariness. No longer looking in the directions of Feng Yunsheng and Ying Longtu, he instead stared fixatedly at Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge spread his hands apart, first asking, “How do I address you?”
He first used the standardised common language of the Eight Extremities World.
This was not a shot in the dark. Instead, the common language of the Eight Extremities World had propagated from words left behind from before the time of the Great Calamity, most forming a system, also being the closest to the civilisation of before the Great Calamity.
In terms of intonation, he also tried to go as close to that of olden times as he could.
While if it were Yan Zhaoge appraising it, there was still quite the difference, it was not through luck or coincidence that this language and its written characters were mainstream in the current Eight Extremities World.
If this world before him was also descended from the civilisation of before the Great Calamity, they should share some commonalities.
In the end, having heard him speak, the big man showed no reaction. Instead, he appeared uncomprehending as he came to look even more wary.
It was clearly the look of not having understood anything at all.
Yan Zhaoge frowned, considering for a moment before asking once more, “How do I address you?”
This time, Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and the others all found his words foreign, seeming weird and hard to grasp in some places as they were not easy to understand.
This time, Yan Zhaoge had directly gone on to use the common language of before the Great Calamity.
To make an analogy, as compared to the language of the current Eight Extremities World, this was like the difference between modern language and that of olden times. Some words had similar meanings, but if one had not learnt them before in a systemic manner, it would be very difficult to understand their complete meaning.
In other words, it was like that of all the characters being individually recognisable yet not making any sense when stringed together.
By Yan Zhaoge’s conjecture, the martial arts his mother cultivated in were a comparatively complete martial legacy of before the Great Calamity. Therefore, the language and written characters employed back then had probably not been lost as well.
This time, the big man seemed to react a little, looking somewhat baffled at the same time that he remained wary.
Yan Zhaoge felt rather helpless under that gaze, which seemed to be asking:
Can this guy just speak properly?
Observing carefully, Yan Zhaoge felt that the reaction of this person when hearing the pre-Great Calamity spoken language resembled that of Xu Fei, Feng Yunsheng and the others.
“In that case, it is most probable that the language and written characters here, like that of the Eight Extremities World, also originate from the pre-Great Calamity civilisation, but have undergone their own unique development as they are now completely different from that currently employed in the Eight Extremities World.”
Yan Zhaoge gradually came to an understanding.
However, despite this, he felt a bit of a headache coming on.
With them being unable to successfully communicate through language, great awkwardness was felt by him.
“Anyway, since it’s definitely developed from the pre-Great Calamity language, as he says a few words and I make a few guesses, I might be able to understand the general gist of it,” Yan Zhaoge sighed, “If it really isn’t possible, I suppose I’d have to employ something like hand signals, even though that would be rather embarrassing.”
Thinking such, Yan Zhaoge said a few more words using the olden language of before the Great Calamity.
That big man looked uncomprehendingly and warily at him once more.
In order to understand the current civilisation of the Eight Extremities World back then, Yan Zhaoge had perused many books, come to understand many languages and systems of characters.
Now, Yan Zhaoge drew on his knowledge on languages to the maximum possible level. Not just languages from olden times, he even included languages currently still used in the Eight Extremities World, those dialects which were different from the standardised common language yet had been born from those olden time languages as he threw them all onto the table.
Every time he spoke, he would note the reaction of that big man.
Feng Yunsheng and the others could only feel as though their knowledge of Yan Zhaoge had been completely overturned once more as their mouths hung open and their eyes stared wide at this scene.
Ah Hu swallowed his saliva, sending over a sound transmission via aura-qi, “Young Master, you’re so awesome…”
Yan Zhaoge sent back, “Do you think I want things to be so troublesome? If we cannot communicate through language, even if I capture him and want to interrogate him, it would also not work. Firstly, it has to be determined what language he speaks, thereby allowing us to understand each other’s words.”
That big man, still appearing uncomprehending and wary, had been growing increasingly irritable.
As Yan Zhaoge was preparing to switch to another form of dialect, that big man lost his patience, letting out a low roar as he lunged over!
“This isn’t good, you know…” Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 421: Directly fighting is better!
HSSB421: Directly fighting is better
Yan Zhaoge’s proficiency in many languages left Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and the others awestruck.
However, Yan Zhaoge’s true target never seemed to be able to understand anything, causing Yan Zhaoge to not know whether to laugh or to cry.
The other party seemed to have a hot temper as his flames of rage could eventually no longer be suppressed, he now lunging over towards Yan Zhaoge!
As soon as he moved, all those of Broad Creed Mountain felt shock within their hearts.
Quick as flashing lightning, the man had already arrived before Yan Zhaoge in an instant.
As Xu Fei and Ah Hu focused their gazes, they saw that patterns of light had actually appeared on the surface of this person’s skin.
They resembled numerous sigils engraved onto his very body.
Streaks of light agglomerated on this person’s fingers, forming an existence like
sharp claws as he clawed towards Yan Zhaoge.
Within his body, neither aura-qi nor true essence could yet be felt, merely a small amount of foundational inner qi.
Generally speaking, this should be a characteristic of Martial Artists, having yet to refine qi into aura.
However, the powerful flesh and blood contained within this man’s body far surpassed that of Martial Artists!
As Feng Yunsheng focused closely on the big man’s eyes, she saw his pupils shockingly turn jade green at this moment, full of violence and bloodthirstiness as he resembled a fierce, brutal beast.
Staring at Yan Zhaoge, the big man clawed out, his figure slicing through the air, leaving marks behind that did not dissipate for a long time as if having torn the very space apart!
The patterns of light flickering about his entire body suddenly transformed into tempestuous thunderbolts and lightning, densely enveloping the surrounding area.
Those were true thunderbolts and lightning, snakes of electricity leaping about as they seemed to unceasingly strike and pierce through the air, countless sounds of explosions resounding.
The primordial forest surrounding them was hacked into burnt charcoal by the lightning strikes.
Rumbling noises of thunder began emanating from the dense dark clouds within the sky, the light of thunder traversing the clouds.
As the lightning appeared, the big man’s speed rose once more. Where the light of lightning passed, all would be overcome by numbness and stiffness.
Yan Zhaoge was rendered speechless, “This bastard, I haven’t even said that I’d capture you first before slowly questioning you and you’re instead making the first move?”
Feeling the strong, biting winds and violent lightning shooting over towards him, seeing the terrifying claws that were already before his very eyes, Yan Zhaoge shook his head.
He extended his hands, accurately grabbing the other party’s wrists, rendering those sharp claws that flickered with light unable to proceed any further.