History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474
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Those of the Spirit Returning Sect felt greatly awkward as they looked at Yan Zhaoge, not knowing what to say at all.
Lu Feng recovered, deciding that he definitely could not mention Green Snake Island. Instead, he called over the person of his sect who had fought just now, coming over to apologise to Yan Zhaoge as well.
“Heading to the Directionless Sea where Changli Mountain is from the Bewildering Maze Sea, you will have to pass by my Spirit Returning Sect’s Flying Turtle Sea. If Mister Yan doesn’t mind, how about we travel together?” Lu Feng asked smilingly.
Yan Zhaoge smiled mildly, “That’s naturally fine.”
Lu Feng rejoiced greatly, now travelling alongside Yan Zhaoge’s group.
As Yan Zhaoge walked, he asked casually, “When observing your sect and Green Dragon Island just now, I found that while your martial arts are one passive, one active, one yin, one yang, one tough, one subtle, they actually seem connected, like they originate from the same source.”
“If I did not see wrongly, both of them originate from the lineage of Xuanwu, right?”
Lu Feng nodded, “That’s right. Our founder and the founder of the Green Snake demons had dealings that year. Both of them simultaneously excavated a legacy of pre-Great Calamity times. After some conflict, each of them gained half of it.”
“Our sect obtained the turtle of Xuanwu, while Green Snake Island obtained the snake of Xuanwu.”
This matter also not being a secret in the Vast Ocean World, Lu Feng sighed, “With the legacy of Xuanwu, my sect stood upright and just, suppressing evil and decimating devils. We really cannot stand seeing the legacy of Xuanwu falling into the hands of Evil, being used for nefarious deeds.”
“So many years having passed, the other portion of the legacy has already been distorted beyond recognition. Every time our ancestors of every generation thought about this, they would feel deeply pained, and this old man is also no exception.”
“We have always hoped that we can regather the entire, original legacy. Only then would we not be letting down our ancestors of before the Great Calamity.”
All these years, in having often clashed, both sides had also captured each other’s young disciples before. Still, the peak, most essential legacies just couldn’t be reclaimed.
Lu Feng had been at the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster realm for many years. He often thought that while their and Green Snake Island’s legacies combined only amounted to a tiny portion of Xuanwu’s lineage, if the martial arts of both their sects could be combined, he would probably be able to immediately achieve a breakthrough into the Martial Saint realm.
After having heard Lu Feng’s words, Yan Zhaoge nodded. While there were no changes in his expression at all, he extended his arms into a fist stance.
Yan Zhaoge immediately released this fist stance after having displayed it.
However, seen in Lu Feng’s eyes, his head spun dizzyingly as he very nearly plunged headfirst into the sea.
“Mis…Mister Yan?!” The old man couldn’t even speak clearly now as he just stared fixatedly at Yan Zhaoge’s hands.
Yan Zhaoge continued striding forward nonchalantly, his hands behind his back.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 614: I’ll give you a lesson
HSSB614: I’ll give you a lesson
Yan Zhaoge appeared wholly casual, as if he felt that there had been nothing special about his earlier action at all.
However, Lu Feng received a shock so great that he nearly fainted.
“Mister Yan, could it be that you are of Xuanwu’s lineage as well?” Lu Feng asked rather emotionally.
It was impossible for him not to be emotional. While Yan Zhaoge had only gone into a fist stance earlier that appeared simple and ordinary, in the eyes of an expert like him, infinite profundities had seemingly been contained within.
Just that simple fist stance seemed to have combined the essences of the supreme martial arts of the Spirit Returning Sect and Green Snake Island.
While he had only taken a mere glance at Yan Zhaoge’s earlier fist stance, Lu Feng even felt as though the fog before his eyes had lifted somewhat, feeling that he was somewhat nearer to the Martial Saint realm than before.
This shocking thunder that resounded out of nowhere left Lu Feng feeling utterly shocked and dazed.
The old man’s usually arched back abruptly pulled straight now as he gazed enthusiastically towards Yan Zhaoge.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge’s expression didn’t change, but he was secretly smiling to himself.
The Zhenwu Emperor, or the Xuanwu Emperor, the Zhenwu Devil Sweeping Emperor, the Devil Sweeping Heavenly Lord, had been a legendary figure of pre-Great Calamity times, one of the peak experts of back then.
The legacy which he had left behind was known as the Xuanwu Fist Scripture, where activity and passivity, yin and yang and tough and subtle were merged as one, containing infinite great daos as it was extraordinarily profound.
While the Xuanwu Fist Scripture did not encompass everything the Xuanwu Emperor had learnt, it was definitely the martial art of the Xuanwu lineage he knew which had the deepest analysis of it.
Before the Great Calamity, it had been stored within the Martial Repository of the Heavenly Court’s Divine Palace.
Yan Zhaoge understood the Xuanwu Fist Scripture as well. It was just that most of his time and effort had been dedicated to even stronger martial arts like the Peerless Heavenly Scripture and the Cyclic Heavenly Scripture, along with Broad Creed Mountain’s direct lineage Clear Qi Profound Art.
As for the Xuanwu Fist Scripture, it was limited to mere comprehension. He had not truly cultivated in it before.
Even manifesting Xuanwu’s descent relied on the combination of the Heavenly Snake King Fist and the Ocean Stabilising Spirit Fist of his Six Spirits Demonic Fists. It drew on its concept, not fist-intent.
Still, the Peerless Heavenly Scripture was itself the most miraculous and elite martial art as it was also proficient in containing and mimicking other supreme martial arts.
Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge’s increasing cultivation base these past years, understanding the Xuanwu Fist Scripture through the Peerless Heavenly Scripture and gaining some initial insight and proficiency in it would not have been difficult at all.
This was unlike for the Northern Ocean Clone. Having already been a Martial Saint when he was refined, his original martial arts foundation had already been solid such that it would have been very inconvenient to switch to other martial arts.
As Yan Zhaoge himself cultivated in the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, though, it would not be hard for him to practise the Xuanwu Fist Scripture.
Thus, when he had struck a fist stance earlier, the old, experienced Lu Feng had misunderstood his actual foundations as being that of Xuanwu’s lineage.
Feeling the enthusiasm within Lu Feng’s gaze, Yan Zhaoge smiled, shaking his head, “Chief Lu misunderstands. This Yan is not of Xuanwu’s direct lineage. I merely coincidentally received guidance from a close senior of mine in the past.”
Lu Feng inhaled deeply, calming somewhat, “May I know where this senior is now? Do not misunderstand, Mister Yan. As someone of Xuanwu’s lineage as well, this old man would simply like to pay a visit to this senior expert.”
His heart jolted slightly. If Yan Zhaoge was not from the Vast Ocean World, that senior would most likely also not be here.
Yan Zhaoge said, “That would be inconvenient. This uncle of mine does not like to be disturbed.”
Lu Feng sighed regretfully, his gaze that was directed at Yan Zhaoge being filled with pleading.
Yan Zhaoge’s previous fist stance had shown him great profundities, yet it would be hard to analyse and develop from just that alone.
The thing which his predecessors and he himself had been yearning for all these years was right before his eyes at this moment. Yet, it seemed visible in the horizon yet unable to actually grasp.
At this moment, Lu Feng felt uncomfortabl
e as though he had been scratched by a cat.
Yan Zhaoge said, “It is only the basics of the Xuanwu lineage that this Yan knows. Still, without the agreement of that uncle of mine, I would not be able to lightly pass it down. I think that Chief Lu should be able to understand this.”
Lu Feng smiled bitterly, “Arts are not easily taught. How could this old man not understand that?”
Looking at him, Yan Zhaoge smiled, “I wonder if Chief Lu is interested in sparring with this Yan?”
Lu Feng was momentarily taken aback before he immediately reacted, “I couldn’t be happier to. Please provide me with guidance, Mister Yan.”
The two halted and readied themselves. Of those around them, many had still yet to react to this.
Yan Zhaoge’s fist stance earlier had lasted for merely an instant. Most people would not have able to comprehend the profundities within.
However, seeing Lu Feng’s solemn expression, the Spirit Returning Sect disciples could not help but feel nervous.
“Please dispense your teachings,” Lu Feng said before his figure abruptly shrunk, becoming much smaller than its original greater height.
However, along with this motion, the aura about his entire body instantly grew heavier and more retracted.
From Yan Zhaoge’s perspective, while Lu Feng’s actual body seemed to have shrunk greatly, he seemed to have grown even taller from his aura, seeming as if he was connected up to the heavens and down into the earth.
A massive Spirit Turtle Avatar appeared around Lu Feng’s body, completely enveloping him.
The spirit turtle was incomparably huge. As it stood within the seawater, its four legs resembled four ocean-stabilising needles. The great sea which had still surged with tides a moment ago instantly fell completely calm.
The entire heavens and earth had become quiet and soundless at this moment.
A hint of a smile appeared at the corners of Yan Zhaoge’s mouth, “Asking you to attack, you actually would not be able to display your true abilities. Since that is so, this Yan will make the first move.”
Lu Feng said in a deep tone, “This old man thanks Mister Yan for his grace.”
“It’s fine,” Yan Zhaoge strode outwards, raising his fists and jointly punching out towards Lu Feng.
In that instant, the heavens and the earth shook. Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge’s fist stance, the silhouettes of snake and turtle simultaneously manifested, yin and yang coexisting, toughness and subtlety connecting, activity and passivity combining, heaviness and agility coming together in one, all assisting one another as they possessed majestic, seemingly infinite, immeasurable power!
As the silhouettes of the spirit turtle and the spirit snake coexisted, the massive figure of a divine Heavenly Lord was indistinctly visible, garbed in black with golden armour and jade belt, a sword in hand with a raging gaze, standing on snake and turtle with a halo above his head. His image was authoritative and mighty to the extreme, sweeping through all devils, intimidating all evil into inaction.
Those of the Spirit Returning Sect were all rendered wide-eyed and tongue-tied.
That tall figure directly stomped on Lu Feng’s Spirit Turtle Avatar.
While the Spirit Turtle Avatar did not shatter, just having been stable as Mount Tai a moment ago, its aura instantly deteriorated as it seemed nearly about to be stomped into the depths of the sea.
Lu Feng was yelling wildly within his heart, “Xuanwu’s lineage! Really Xuanwu’s lineage!”
The next moment, Yan Zhaoge retracted his fist stance, that authoritative, mighty figure vanishing. At the same time that Lu Feng felt empty and at a loss, his heart was blazing all the more intensely.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “I hope that Chief Lu could have gained something from this.”
Gains? Of course there were gains. Still, it was just lacking by that tiny bit, just that tiny bit!
Lu Feng resisted the urge to go vomit blood as he repeatedly laughed bitterly within his heart, “There was no difference from if this exchange hadn’t happened.”
Currently, he was feeling even more restless and on tenterhooks.
The other Spirit Returning Sect martial practitioners were even more excited than him, yet even more restless as well.
Lu Feng inhaled deeply, “It has already been some days since this old man last visited Changli Mountain. If Mister Yan doesn’t mind, how about we travel together?”
While his original intention had just been to accompany Yan Zhaoge’s group to the Flying Turtle Sea, at this moment, Lu Feng felt that it was necessary for him to make a trip to Changli Mountain.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 615: Yan Zhaoge, the living legend.
HSSB615: Yan Zhaoge, the living legend
Hearing Lu Feng’s words, Yan Zhaoge nodded mildly, “Since Chief Lu is in such a pleasurable mood, this Yan is naturally fine about it.”
Lu Feng said solemnly, “Please.”
They resumed their journey, but the mood of those of the Spirit Returning Sect was already completely different.
The young disciples were feeling excited yet worried, their gazes that were directed at Yan Zhaoge filled with enthusiasm, while the more senior experts all fell into deep thought, hurriedly exchanging their opinions with their Chief via sound transmission.
The Broad Creed Mountain disciples had just been looking around and observing things rather than moving about and acting on their own as they quietly followed by Yan Zhaoge’s side.
Still, many thoughts arose within their hearts now.
The first to speak was conversely the usually comparatively silent Sikong Qing.
Seeing that she had the intention of speaking, Yan Zhaoge’s Northern Ocean Clone expanded streams of qi from his body, forming a formless barrier which separated them from the martial practitioners of the Spirit Returning Sect such that their voices would not pass through and be heard.
Having originally been going to employ sound transmission via aura-qi, Sikong Qing now directly asked upon seeing this, “Senior apprentice-brother Yan, what martial art did you use just now?”
Yan Zhaoge’s expression did not change, “A supreme martial art of the Xuanwu lineage, known as the Xuanwu Fist Scripture.”
“When excavating various legacies in the past, I acquired some meagre, insufficient scraps of it. Having killed the Martial Saints of the Radiant Light Sect this time, however, I obtained a relatively more complete legacy from one of them.”
“It can be considered a direct lineage martial art of Xuanwu’s lineage, being rather good for reference.”
Sikong Qing said, “It is indeed extremely profound. I took a look at the martial arts of the Vast Ocean World’s Spirit Returning Sect and Green Snake Island just now, and they were already rather unique. Still, this Xuanwu Fist Scripture of yours, senior apprentice-brother Yan, still wins them hands down.”
Fu Enshu glanced at Lu Feng and the others before looking at Yan Zhaoge as she asked, “You intend to hook them with this martial art?”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Our clan currently does not intend to conquer the Vast Ocean World, and so I have no intention of causing a major uproar here. Moreover, in having brought fellow disciples over this time, it was because the Eight Extremities World is too safe. Tempering would be better here.”
“Still, I will be heading to the World beyond Worlds very soon, and our clan also has no Martial Saints or Sacred Artifacts sitting over the area. Changli Mountain being outsiders at the end of the day, it is better for us to count on ourselves than place our hopes on them. Some arrangements still have to be made in case of the worst.”
Fu Enshu nodded slowly, “You’re right.”
Of those of Broad Creed Mountain, some revealed understanding looks while others still remained somewhat uncomprehending.
Fu Enshu glanced at them, “Zhaoge has given those of the Spirit Returning Sect a lesson. Yet, how has it not been giving all of you a lesson as well?”
Everyone felt simultaneously silent, F
u Enshu continuing, “You were already told about the situation of the Vast Ocean World that year before coming here. However, after several consecutive changes, things are already majorly different here.”
“That year, of the Seven Pillars of Good, Changli Mountain and the Spirit Returning Sect were both closely affiliated to Water Crystal Palace, being at a standoff against the Blood Dragon Sect, Myriad Sword Pool, Spirit Rhino Island and the Blazing Wind Sect.”
“Currently, the Blood Dragon Sect has already been exterminated and Spirit Rhino Island has completely derailed. Yet, Changli Mountain has increased greatly in strength, their Chief Gao Tianzhong even having Transcended Mortality and entered Sainthood, becoming a Martial Saint expert who is not any inferior to the Lord of Water Crystal Palace, Lin Shi, whilst also not fearing Myriad Sword Pool’s Sacred Artifact, the Floating Sinking Sword.”
Fu Enshu explained slowly, “The relationships between the great sects are already different from how they were in the past.”
Those of Broad Creed Mountain all realised, “The relationship between Changli Mountain and Water Crystal Palace would definitely have turned from allied to opposed. As we are affiliated to Changli Mountain, senior apprentice-brother Yan’s actions are equivalent to drawing the Spirit Returning Sect which had still remained close to Water Crystal Palace over to Changli Mountain’s side.”
Fu Enshu nodded, “That’s right. It is precisely so. Leaving Green Snake Island intact, the Spirit Returning Sect would still feel a sense of crisis. At the same time, they will also retain the desire to personally exterminate their hated enemies.”
“It might have been a conflict about dao traditions initially, but so many years having passed, with the number of casualties having been countless, the enmity between them has already long since become bottomless as the sea.”
Ah Hu blinked, “But what if Water Crystal Palace allies itself with Myriad Sword Pool?”
Fu Enshu said, “Myriad Sword Pool had few gains in the dragon tomb. While Water Crystal Palace didn’t gain as much as Changli Mountain, an upcoming increment in their strength is also certain.”