Yan Zhaoge said, “As for after the Seeing Divinity stage, there would exist another major bottleneck. That would be attempting to ascend the Immortal Bridge. The seventh level of the Martial Saint realm is also known as the early Immortal Bridge stage.”
“The founding Emperor Xuanwen of the Grand Xuan Dynasty was at the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm, the mid Immortal Bridge stage. Thus, he was able to suppress the Radiant Light Sect, the Dim Darkness Sect and the other major powers who had high-grade Sacred Artifacts but no Immortal Bridge experts, becoming the overlord of the Royal Reed Sea.”
Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu nodded repeatedly at his words.
“While Elder Nie has treated us very suitably, that Elder Wu has not appeared, and the matter of sending us to the Dim Darkness Sect’s main altar was also not mentioned,” Feng Yunsheng asked, “Might there be some unique situation in them wanting to keep us in the Flourishing Peace Region?”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 631: I’m still very popular
HSSB631: I’m still very popular
While they had doubts about it, Yan Zhaoge’s group settled down at the branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect in the Flourishing Peace Region.
Their actions were not restricted as they could move freely as they liked.
Whatever requests they had, the Dim Darkness Sect would satisfy most of them as was possible.
If they wanted to see Nie Sheng or the other higher echelon experts, they would similarly not be refused.
Still, the people of the Dim Darkness Sect did not mention the main matters at hand, especially not talking about guiding the three of them to their main altar.
“Do they need more time to verify the deaths of Deng Sen and the other Radiant Light Sect experts?” Ah Hu scratched his head, “Or could it be something else?”
There were several cities surrounding this branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect, all these cities rather bustling and filled with life. The three of them strolled through one of these cities, appraising everything there.
Hearing Ah Hu’s question, Yan Zhaoge answered casually, “Let’s just wait and see for now.”
He surveyed the surroundings, seeing quite a few martial practitioners active within the city. Not only were there Dim Darkness Sect disciples, there were disciples of other powers of the Flourishing Peace Region as well.
Their cultivation bases varied. Still, more of them were on the low side as many Martial Artists could be seen.
Amongst the storeowners of the city, while there were martial practitioners, there were also many ordinary people who were unskilled in martial arts.
Walking amongst them, Yan Zhaoge was in a rather good mood.
The civilisation was liberalised here, especially having few reservations towards those proficient in martial arts. Just having walked for a while, Yan Zhaoge had already discovered so many young girls staring at him with heated gazes.
It was just that seeing Feng Yunsheng who was walking beside him, they could only helplessly retract their envious gazes.
“I’m still very popular,” Yan Zhaoge chuckled towards Feng Yunsheng, as full of himself as could be.
Feng Yunsheng nodded, the picture of solemnness, “I should really hide you so no one can see you.”
Exchanging glances, the two could not help but shake their heads and laugh.
While the marketplace in the city was not all that well known, being comparatively smaller in scale as well, as Yan Zhaoge strolled within, he could see quite a number of things which were common there yet could not be found in places like the Eight Extremities World and the Vast Ocean World.
These things had not been rare before the Great Calamity, yet had gone extinct thereafter.
Still, observing the trading going on in this marketplace, it was evident that many of these things still existed in the World beyond Worlds.
Perhaps there were things which were extinct here yet could instead be found in the lower worlds.
Comparatively, however, the great thousand worlds of pre-Great Calamity times had been preserved in the most complete state in the World beyond Worlds.
Yan Zhaoge’s group had been guessing about what the Dim Darkness Sect was up to. Meanwhile, after Elder Nie Sheng of the Dim Darkness Sect had gotten them settled down, he went directly to the coremost region of this branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect.
Inside a room there was a black-clothed old man who was currently staring at the formation before him in a daze.
This formation seemed to be enveloped by a black fog, no spiritual light visible within at all.
Entering the room, Nie Sheng bowed towards the black-clothed old man, “Elder Wu.”
The First Seat Elder of the Dim Darkness Sect’s Non-Brightness Hall, Wu Zixiu, continued staring at the formation before him as he did not rise, “No need for formalities.”
Nie Sheng came beside Wu Zixiu, saying, “While he seems young, he is careful with his words. I could not get anything useful out of him.”
Wu Zixiu nodded slowly upon hearing his words, pondering deeply as he did not speak.
Nie Sheng glanced at the formation before him, “Elder Wu, should we send them away first? It is not far from the date of the ritual. Leaving so many unknown people here, it just isn’t safe at the end of the day. Of course, we definitely cannot send them to the main altar.”
Wu Zixiu said, “If we have no discoveries, we can only send them away first. Still…”
Nie Sheng asked, “Elder Wu, are you suspecting something? Are you suspecting that they are related to the Radiant Light Sect, having come here trying to fool us?”
“We will very soon know whether Deng Sen and the others are really dead,” Wu Zixiu said, “As for this young man, he is not a descendant of the Radiant Light Sect at the very least. His martial arts are not those of the Radiant Light Sect. Wang Wenming still has at least bit of discernment.”
“Killing a Martial Saint as a Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster, this young man indeed possesses shocking talent. Also, the martial arts that he cultivates must definitely be extraordinary. He should have a great background. Even if he is related to the Radiant Light Sect, it would only be a relationship of cooperation rather than servitude.”
“This old man feels more like he and those behind him should not be in cahoots with the Radiant Light Sect.”
Wu Zixiu muttered to himself, “This person claims to hail from outside of the Royal Reed Sea. This should be believable. Still, the problem is-where does he come from?”
“This young man may have a very great background. Wang Wenming says that the language he uses is purely the ancient tongue commonly used in pre-Great Calamity times?”
Nie Sheng nodded, “Yes, that’s right.”
“There are still people who use the ancient language of pre-Great Calamity times in the World beyond Worlds now,” He considered Wu Zixiu’s words, “Elder Wu, you already have a guess?”
Wu Zixiu hesitated for a moment before asking, “This old man is thinking-could this be related to the Southeastern Exalt?”
Nie Sheng was shocked, “The Southeastern Exalt shouldn’t interfere in matters of the Royal Reed Sea? To him, it is only a small matter. Why would he have to bother his prestigious self with this?”
“That’s right, logically speaking,” While he had said so, Wu Zixiu’s expression was solemn as he did not relax in the least, “Still, the history of us and the Radiant Light Sect is ultimately different from that of other powers, after all…”
Hearing his words, Nie Sheng’s expression turned grave as well, “The Divine Sect is already a matter of the past. Having had so many people rob it when it had been compromised, continually taking what was left, over the years, those treasures which might catch the eyes of those prestigious figures have all long since been taken. If there were, we would be the clearest on it.”
Wu Zixiu shook his head slightly, “The other side may not definitely think this way.”
Nie S
heng pondered for a moment before his expression suddenly changed slightly, “Could it be that there is a unique situation over on the Radiant Light Sect’s side? Weren’t we still feeling curious earlier over why Deng Sen and the others had suddenly vanished?”
Wu Zixiu slowly nodded, “This possibility does indeed exist.”
“If that is so, it will be hard to tell fortune and calamity,” Nie Sheng smiled bitterly, “While our sect and the Radiant Light Sect are irrevocable enemies, we currently have the common enemy that is the Grand Xuan Dynasty. Now is the time when the ongoing battles are the most demanding. While I hope for the destruction of the Radiant Light Sect always, we are currently reliant on each other.”
Wu Zixiu sighed, “Not being able to confirm their identities, we cannot casually make arrangements as to what to do with them. Sending them to the main altar would be even less possible a choice…”
Nie Sheng nodded, agreeing deeply with him, “Some time will still be needed to confirm the fates of Deng Sen and the others. We can make use of this time to check their backgrounds properly for the main altar. It is just that…”
He laughed bitterly, “It is just that things aren’t calm here, and the ritual will also be beginning very soon. We will have to coordinate with the main altar.”
Wu Zixiu thought for a moment before saying, “How about we get our disciples to check their backgrounds?”
Nie Sheng frowned, “How so? A youngster like this who possesses such shocking potential-either we forge a good relationship with him or we get rid of him as soon as possible with all our might. If we check his background lightly and things grow bad between us yet we do not kill him, we might be leaving behind a future source of calamity for us.”
Wu Zixiu said, “What are you saying? The actual thoughts of this youngster aside, he does not have any ill intentions towards our sect, at least from the surface. Instead, he has had enmities with both the Grand Xuan Dynasty and the Radiant Light Sect.”
“Checking his background-there are many methods for that.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 632: Awaiting with bated breath!
HSSB632: Awaiting with bated breath
The Myriad Dragon Palace shrunk. Within it, Yan Zhaoge calmly watched numerous streams of dragon qi coiling, transforming into a dragon of light.
The light dragon coiled around the shaft of a jet-black spear, both claws mightily grasping it.
The low-grade Sacred Artifact, the Black Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear, shook unceasingly, golden light flickering intermittently on the shaft of the spear.
Yan Zhaoge reached out, grabbing the handle of the spear which instantly grew even more restless.
The spirituality of a Sacred Artifact far surpassed that of spirit artifacts. It required more effort from Yan Zhaoge in order to tame it.
Still, suppressed by the Myriad Dragon Palace, this treasured spear was also unable to break free.
Grinding it down with time, Yan Zhaoge would manage to tame it, just as he had tamed the Dawn Sun Crown that he had obtained from Yang Zhanhua, that Elder of the Radiant Light Sect, previously.
The Dawn Sun Crown had already long since been tamed by Yan Zhaoge as it was now resting peacefully in Broad Creed Mountain.
While he did not have the assistance of the Northern Ocean Clone right now, as Yan Zhaoge grasped the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear, sigils lit up on his palm, stamping downwards along the body of the spear.
The sigils that were stamped down on the spear grew in number till finally marks seemed to truly have been inscribed on the spear itself.
As time passed, the restlessness of the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear seemed to abate somewhat.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, retracting his palm.
He strolled within the Myriad Dragon Palace. Many different spaces had been opened within such that it did not consist of merely the palace itself.
Within one of these spaces sat Feng Yunsheng, her black sabre unsheathed and placed horizontally on her thigh.
Accompanied by her breathing, streams of dragon qi entered her body as dragon patterns vaguely seemed to appear on her face.
Appraising her with a glance and seeing that there were no problems, Yan Zhaoge took his leave.
Leaving the Myriad Dragon Palace, Yan Zhaoge immediately grew, going from the size of his thumb back to his original size.
Now, Ah Hu entered from outside, involuntarily scratching his head as he saw Yan Zhaoge, “Young Master, I asked around and found that the situation in the outside world seems even more chaotic.”
While they had temporarily been kept at the Flourishing Peace Region, the Dim Darkness Sect had not restricted Yan Zhaoge and the others from hearing about news.
In truth, even if Yan Zhaoge’s group left now just like this, the people of the Dim Darkness Sect would most likely not stop them.
With the tacit permission of Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, apart from some exceptionally important secrets, most of the information reports that could be obtained here at the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar had been made available to Yan Zhaoge.
Pan-Pan’s fat body lay there, resembling a small mountain of meat in his laziness.
Yan Zhaoge did not stand on ceremony either as he leaned back against Pan-Pan, seemingly sinking into a massive chair of fur.
“What sort of chaos do you mean?” Yan Zhaoge asked, Ah Hu replying, “The current leader of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, the third generation Emperor Xuanmu, has left the capital of the Grand Xuan and come personally leading his troops.”
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “It is not an wise decision. While Emperor Xuanmu is powerful, being a sixth level Martial Saint with a cultivation base of the late Seeing Divinity stage, he is incomparable to his grandfather as well as his father, being far from able to dominate the entire Royal Reed Sea.”
“It would be fine back in his old nest. Having left the capital and lost the geographical advantage, how would he be able to face a bunch of opponents who resemble wolves and tigers?”
“Even if his opponents are also staying guarded against one another, not being able to join hands, this move by Emperor Xuanmu is still too reckless, unless…”
Yan Zhaoge’s eyes narrowed momentarily into slits, “Unless he has something to back him up.”
Ah Hu continued, “Next, there’s also the uncle of the one surnamed Yang that you killed in the Phoenix Bearing Region, Young Master. That Marquis Haicheng of the Grand Xuan Dynasty has been searching for you in the southern regions of the Royal Reed Sea over this period of time. I heard that he’s already arrived in the vicinity of the Flourishing Peace Region.”
Yan Zhaoge shrugged nonchalantly, “Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, those two great Dim Darkness Sect Elders, are not just there for show.”
Ah Hu gave a simple and honest laugh, “That’s true.”
Yan Zhaoge pondered for a moment before standing up, smiling, “Come on, let’s go for a walk.”
Ah Hu followed after him, “Young Master, are we just going to be wasting our time with the Dim Darkness Sect here like this?”
“That definitely won’t happen,” Yan Zhaoge said as he walked, “There is no rush now. After a bit more, we will be able to speak. Delaying the time a little, it would be more advantageous for us when we do talk to them. Of course, we can’t drag it out for too long.”
Walking within the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar, while Yan Zhaoge did not set off the defensive formations that were located there, he was also silently comprehending the spiritual qi flow there as he walked.
“It’s actually stronger in the day and weaker at night? I’m not at the wrong place, right? This is the Dim Darkness Sect’s place, not the Radiant Light Sect’s,” Yan Zhaoge blinked, “The formation vaguely seems to be going to circulate in reverse. Are they preparing for some special ceremony?”
As he pondered, a commotion suddenly resounded from up ahead.
Yan Zhaoge looked over, seeing that there were two gr
oups of Dim Darkness Sect disciples currently embroiled in a dispute.
The people of both sides were rather young and low in seniority. Still, their cultivation bases were not low as they were mostly comprised of Martial Scholars.
While there were Martial Artists as well, they appeared to be newly entered disciples of the Dim Darkness Sect just come to join in the commotion with their senior apprentice-brothers.
There were Martial Grandmasters leading both groups who were currently locked in a heated argument.
Yan Zhaoge caught the gist of it. The two sides respectively belonged to the Non-Brightness Hall and the Primordial Darkness Hall of the Dim Darkness Sect.
They were currently arguing over the proficiency of their seniors in alchemy.
It was mentioned that there would soon be a competition between both sides. The disciples of both halls were currently all red-faced arguing that their side would be the one to obtain victory, neither being able to convince the other.
“I wonder what the level of alchemy is in this World beyond Worlds. I heard that the Dim Darkness Sect is rather famed for its alchemy here in the Royal Reed Sea. I don’t mind going over to watch it,” An interested Yan Zhaoge told Ah Hu, “Check out where the location of the competition will be and whether outsiders will be able to spectate.”
Ah Hu nodded and went over to them, returning after a moment, “Young Master, we can go and watch as well. It’s not far, just up ahead.”
Amidst his words, the two bickering sides of disciples were already loudly heading forth to spectate.
Yan Zhaoge followed after them somewhat interestedly. When he arrived, he discovered that the competition was not in the area of pill concoction but instead restoring a deficient pill formula.
Yan Zhaoge felt even more interested with this. As compared to actual pill concoction, attempting to restore deficient pill formulas was more of a test of one’s skill in alchemy.
Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng sat in a room behind the pill concocting hall.
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