History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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

  “Let’s go,” Yan Zhaoge’s expression did not change as he strode at the forefront, Fu Enshu, Gao Tianzhong and the others all following behind him.

  In front of them, surging dragon qi manifested into massive dragon heads, opening their mouths wide as they emitted soundless roars.

  Yan Zhaoge and the others seemed like they were entering the belly of a dragon as they walked along one of the paths.

  The authoritative, tyrannical dragon qi intermingled with the corrupted, decaying death qi, forming a subtle equilibrium which filled the entire surrounding space.

  Walking within, the death qi was damaging as everyone had to avoid it as much as possible.

  However, with the dragon qi cleansing their bodies, their minds were clear and their spirits refreshed. As long as they could stabilise their minds and not be intimidated by the dragon qi, refined by the dragon qi, everyone’s fleshly bodies were clearly refreshed as though baptised.

  As they walked, Gao Tianzhong and the others all looked shockedly at Yan Zhaoge in front of them.

  Black qi was vaguely rising from Yan Zhaoge’s entire body before being refined by the dragon qi.

  That was not some demonic art that Yan Zhaoge cultivated in. Instead, he was borrowing the dragon qi to refine his body, clearing the filth that was concealed within its acupoints.

  A human body was extremely intricate such that as people lived, even if their cultivation bases were higher, their bodies would also unconsciously accumulate various small little defects.

  If these defects were discovered in time, they would be able to be remedied.

  However, if they were not discovered in a timely manner, they would gradually accumulate bit by bit.

  While these would not usually show, when their longevities were nearing their end or they were rather heavily injured, they would discover that these usually minor problems had already congregated from sand into a tower, accumulated till the point that they were hard to get rid of.

  When something went wrong, a minor problem would already have become a major problem. One might age exceptionally quickly, or their rate of recovery from their wounds could be exceptionally slow, unable to be completely healed with their roots being left behind.

  Currently, Yan Zhaoge was clearing up all these minor problems.

  Everyone wanted to do this as well, but there was no one at all who could do it as thoroughly and efficiently as Yan Zhaoge.

  Yan Zhaoge himself was calm as he just quietly felt the changes within this dragon tomb.

  “Due to the distortion in spacetime, the rate of time seems rather chaotic. Some places seem to run faster than in the outside world while some places seem to run slower, being hard to clearly determine.”

  Yan Zhaoge gradually came to an understanding, “Still, there are both fast and slow. Making up for each other, there shouldn’t be much of a problem.”

  While he was concerned about the situation in the Eight Extremities World, Yan Zhaoge was still able to stabilise his mind and keep his cool, not being flustered or panicked.

  The scenes in the space before him seemed to be constantly changing.

  There were the clear skies above the nine heavens whilst also a dense, boundless sea of clouds.

  There was the slow trickling of water about frozen ponds whilst also the strong fluctuating ripples of rivers, lakes and seas.

  Just having taken a few steps, everyone seemed to have walked through countless different places, witnessed various scenes of all kinds.

  Trying to turn back, the scenes that they had experienced earlier were not repeating themselves.

  Fu Enshu muttered to herself, “These are the scenes inscribed within the memories of the dead members of the dragon race of the places where they all once lived.”

  “The number of dragons that died here seems to be incalculable. It is no wonder that there are so many colourful, dazzling sights.”

  Yan Zhaoge nodded, “That is probably it.”

  It was just that these scenes indicated the disturbance in spacetime here that one might easily lose themselves within.

  The entire dragon tomb resembled a massive maze. If one did not understand the technique for such, it would be extremely inefficient to try to traverse it.

  As he walked, Yan Zhaoge’s heart suddenly jolted.

  He took out some broken dragon scales from his Shadow Shrinking Pouch.

  These dragon scales originated from the old residence of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint. It did not originate from the ice dragon that had been sealed within the ice pillar. Instead, it belonged to other dragons.

  The dragon scales having been broken, Yan Zhaoge had always been trying to piece them back together. However, the difficulty of this was immense as he had not been able to succeed thus far.

  The disappearance of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint was likely connected to the burial ground of numerous dragons.

  Taking out the dragon scales, there was no change to them.

  Yan Zhaoge remained composed as he continued walking patiently within the dragon tomb.

  Some time later, a change suddenly happened with the dragon scales that Yan Zhaoge was holding.

  Gazing over, they were currently located by a long river.

  The river waters abruptly surged all of a sudden. Meanwhile, the dragon scales that Yan Zhaoge was holding seemed like they were being drawn by some formless force as they descended towards the river water.

  It was just as if they were returning to from whence they had come.

  Yan Zhaoge did not stop them, just quietly watching them falling into the water. A moment later, even more rampant river waters surged as they directly formed a river hovering above the ground.

  A dark yellow true dragon shot out from within the river waters.

  It was condensed from the river water along with streams of light, appearing rather sluggish after it had manifested. However, it did not attack Yan Zhaoge and the others in front of it as it instead nodded towards Yan Zhaoge.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge instantly laughed. Fu Enshu, Gao Tianzhong and the others behind him all clicked their tongues in praise.

  Having emerged from within the river, that yellow dragon swept Yan Zhaoge and the others along before shooting into the river once more.

  As it smoothly traversed the river, Yan Zhaoge and the others found the scenes before their eyes having turned illusory.

  The yellow dragon brought them along in traversing this dragon tomb.

  The dragon qi and death qi within this dragon tomb no longer negatively influenced Yan Zhaoge’s group.

  Riding the yellow dragon, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment within his right eye acting up more and more intensely.

  He guided the yellow dragon along in breaking through multiple layers of broken, chaotic spacetime before finally coming to a halt amidst a land of snow and ice.

  Two figures appeared within, one shockingly being the Chief of the late Brilliant Thunder Sect, the ‘Crimson Thunder King’ Geng Hui.

  Due to the yellow dragon, Geng Hui seemed not to have immediately detected the presence of Yan Zhaoge and the others.

  He was currently focusing intently on the person in front of him, “Residing in Changli Mountain, that Yan Zhaoge belongs to the side of Good at the end of the day, even having obtained the Nine Dragon Fingers.”

  “However much we didn’t like Lin Qiancheng, after his death, the power of the forces of Good already exceeds ours. If we let things go on like this, it will only be death that awaits us.”

  “Liu Shuo, how about it?”

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  Standing opposite Geng Hui was precisely the Chief of Soul Shocking Island of the Six Evil Sects, Liu Shuo.

  Looking at Geng Hui, Liu Shuo said neither hurriedly nor slowly, “Whatever you want to say, say it clearly. If you want to join hands t
o wrest treasures in this dragon tomb, it is not like that is not an option. However, we would first have to discuss how to split up the treasures that we obtain.”

  “If you want to join hands to deal with other people, who is your target? That Traceless Cloud Yan?”

  He glanced at Geng Hui, “The few of you together with the Nine Dragon Fingers-wielding Nian Chen were still unable to take him down, instead having suffered a terrible defeat at his hands.”

  “This old man does not like to boost the morale of others whilst extinguishing my own, but if there were only the two of us, we would lack the strength if we wanted to kill that Traceless Cloud Yan.”

  Geng Hui said, “Myriad Sword Pool’s Yan Gang is the weakest. If we encounter Yan Gang, joining hands to get rid of him would naturally be good.”

  “As for that Yan Zhaoge, while he possesses domineering power, if we join hands with Dragon Slayer Zhao, we would then have a chance.”

  Liu Shuo stroked his beard, looking at Geng Hui like he was smiling whilst also not, “Ho, it seems like you have it all planned out.”

  “What, Lin Qiancheng’s death still cannot wipe away your fury and resentment towards the destruction of your Brilliant Thunder Sect? It’s extended over to Traceless Cloud Yan as well?”

  “It is just that if you want this old man and Dragon Slayer Zhao to move for you due to the enmity between you and Traceless Cloud Yan, that really is quite a bit of wishful thinking. Going against a ferocious opponent like him-what would there be in it for us?”

  Liu Shuo’s gaze swept across Geng Hui, “If you want to take revenge, go take care of it yourself.”

  Hearing these words, Geng Hui was infuriated as he glared at Liu Shuo.

  Geng Hui was ranked first amongst the top ten Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmasters of the Vast Ocean World, being publicly acclaimed as the figure most likely to reach the Martial Saint realm.

  Meanwhile, Liu Shuo was at the very bottom of the top ten Transcending Mortality experts list. He had previously also been the weakest in terms of personal strength as the head of one of the thirteen great sects that included the Seven Pillars of Good and the Six Evil Sects. Geng Hui had actually always rather looked down on him before.

  Liu Shuo completely ignored the changes in Geng Hui’s emotional state.

  The Sacred Artifact, the Soul Shocking Box, was where his confidence stemmed from. With the Soul Shocking Box in hand, he could instead suppress Geng Hui in strength. However dissatisfied Geng Hui was, he could only forcibly hold it in.

  Geng Hui calmed himself, saying in a heavy tone, “If we don’t take care of him now, do you want to wait till he teams up with Lin Shi of Water Crystal Palace and Yang Gang of Myriad Sword Pool?”

  “If we are to kill this surnamed Yan, this Geng is willing to act as bait, bearing the greatest risk.”

  Liu Shuo chuckled, “Do you think that Changli Mountain or Water Crystal Palace and Myriad Sword Pool can give orders to this person?”

  Geng Hui knit his brows slightly.

  “I have basically come to understand it. For this person, if we do not go and aggravate him, he won’t actually interfere in our matters on his own accord. His mind is really not set on helping Changli Mountain to expand its territory at all. Changli Mountain indeed cannot order him around.”

  “Only if someone took the initiative and launched an attack on Changli Mountain might he move to assist them due to the ties between them.”

  “My Soul Shocking Island has never provoked him before, and also does not share the irreconcilable tensions that the Evil Shifting Sect and the Blood Dragon Sect have with Changli Mountain.”

  “Does this person truly mind the fight between Good and Evil? I think not. At the very least, even if he wants to act, he only ever does so with those whom he has had conflicts with before, such as the Evil Shifting Sect or your Brilliant Thunder Sect. If Dragon Slayer Zhao does not bother him, he should not be interested in the Dragon Slayer Sect at all.”

  Liu Shuo looked at Geng Hui, “Since that is so, why do we have to go provoke him?”

  “Of course, these treasures within the dragon tomb should still be fought for. The heaven’s fortunes go to the fated. However, if you want to try to surround and kill him, you should just forget about it.”

  He paused slightly for a moment before continuing, “You can try asking Dragon Slayer Zhao, and he might be successfully persuaded by you. Still, this wouldn’t be because of the interdependence between your sects or whatnot. Instead, it would be because his position as the number one expert of the Vast Ocean World has already been shaken by Yan Zhaoge.”

  “Dragon Slayer Zhao has always been an arrogant person. Thus, he’s definitely feeling unresigned.”

  Geng Hui shook his head, “If you’re speaking like this, there’s indeed no further need for discussion between us anymore. You’d better not regret this in the future.”

  Before his words had landed, a voice resounded from someplace that seemed incomparably distant whilst also right by their ears, “There’s no need to wait for next time. Let’s just get this settled now.”

  Liu Shuo’s and Geng Hui’s expressions both changed slightly. They had actually not detected his presence earlier even though he had been so close to them.

  Amidst the illusory scenes within space, a yellow dragon broke through the air, appearing before Geng Hui and Liu Shuo.

  On the back of the yellow dragon stood a group of people, the youth at their head garbed in white clothes with a black-bordered blue robe as he looked smilingly at Geng Hui. It was precisely Yan Zhaoge.

  Yan Zhaoge first smiled towards Liu Shuo before turning to look at Geng Hui. Geng Hui’s expression was livid.

  The Chief of Changli Mountain, Gao Tianzhong, leapt off the back of the yellow dragon, facing off against Geng Hui.

  Of the top ten Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmasters of the Vast Ocean World, Geng Hui was ranked first, while Gao Tianzhong was the one ranked second.

  As the two had not directly clashed before, Gao Tianzhong naturally had his own thoughts regarding this ranking.

  Moreover, having entered the dragon tomb this time, while he was travelling alongside Yan Zhaoge, he couldn’t just rely on Yan Zhaoge for everything. On one hand, Yan Zhaoge wouldn’t let others take advantage of him so easily. On the other, he also didn’t want it to seem as though Changli Mountain was subordinate to Yan Zhaoge.

  He had originally intended to deal with Geng Hui while Yan Zhaoge dealt with the Sacred Artifact-wielding Liu Shuo.

  Yet, Yan Zhaoge waved his hands towards Gao Tianzhong, “Island Chief Liu doesn’t want to fight? Well then, let us meet again. Still, this ‘Crimson Thunder King’ should remain here.”

  As Liu Shuo hesitated slightly, Yan Zhaoge had already made his move.

  The Northern Ocean Clone moved, transforming into an acute wind as he was before Geng Hui in an instant!

  Geng Hui roared in rage, the Nine Heavens Blazing Thunder Avatar manifesting which blocked before him, meeting the Northern Ocean Clone.

  Meanwhile, he himself fled without even taking a single look back!

  While he had already been resolute enough, the speed of Yan Zhaoge’s Northern Ocean Clone was such that as his figure bobbed and rose, it was like the great roc leaving the sea, soaring through the nine heavens.

  He instantly passed by Geng Hui’s Nine Heavens Blazing Thunder Avatar, arriving beside Geng Hui himself.

  Geng Hui grit his teeth and interlocked his fists, releasing crimson thunderbolts which blazed like flames, fiery and tough to the extreme as they seemed even more violent than normal thunderbolts.

  The Northern Ocean Clone punched outwards, dissipating the crimson thunderbolts.

  His movements were obstructed as he halted slightly. However, he instantly advanced once more, drawing the final distance between him and Geng Hui before elbowing straight towards Geng Hui’s chest!

  Geng Hui’s Nine Heavens Blazing Thunder Avatar now tried to assault
the Northern Ocean Clone from behind. However, a green dragon roared as it shot out from Yan Zhaoge’s sleeve, locking down the Nine Heavens Blazing Thunder Avatar.

  “Bang!”

  The Northern Ocean Clone’s elbow pierced straight where Geng Hui’s heart was like a great spear.

  Geng Hui was indeed extraordinary as despite having received a blow from a Martial Saint to his vitals, he still did not die and even possessed the strength to counterattack. His eyeballs seemingly on the verge of imploding, he punched towards the Northern Ocean Clone’s temple from both sides!

  “Even if I die, I want to heavily injure your Martial Saint clone. Without this clone, you will thereon have to live like a scurrying rat!”

  Amidst his roars, the purple light of thunder lit up above Geng Hui’s head as an orb flickered, emitting infinite thunderbolts.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge instead rejoiced, “Ha, it’s indeed here.”

  Facing Geng Hui’s final desperate struggle, Yan Zhaoge was not flustered or panicked in the least.

  Thunder light flickered within his right eye as well before a purple orb also flew out of it, being much greater than Geng Hui’s thunder orb in size!

  Geng Hui’s thunder orb shook before directly shooting towards Yan Zhaoge’s orb like a bird returning to its nest, next merging together with it!

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  Looking at the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment flying out from Yan Zhaoge’s right eye that was much bigger in size than his, Geng Hui’s heart sunk abruptly.

  For such forces that stemmed from the same source, the stronger side would easily be able to devour and assimilate the weaker.

  Next, he indeed saw his Sacred Artifact fragment plunge directly into his enemy’s embrace like a child meeting their parent, the connection between them instantly breaking off.

  Geng Hui could only feel his heart bleeding.

  After having heard about Yan Zhaoge’s battle with Fang Kan, suspecting that he might possess an Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment as well, Geng Hui had therefore set his eye on it.