Looking at the branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect before him, Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes into slits, “Crisis, danger. Where there are crises there are also opportunities…”
Yan Zhaoge pondered for a moment before saying, “You lot enter the Myriad Dragon Palace first.”
Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and Pan-Pan went inside as asked.
Currently, many major battles had already erupted in the air above the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar.
In the sky that was filled with flames suddenly appeared a massive hole in space from which a jet black spear struck outwards.
That spear was incomparably massive as just a single speck of its glow seemed to envelop the entire heavens and earth. As it descended, seven treasured lights shone together, seven great divine birds dancing within the air.
There were a phoenix, an azure luan, a great roc, a peacock, a white crane, a swan and an owl.
As they flew, sigils inscribed themselves within space, seemingly having existed since ancient times.
Empty fire, stone fire, wood fire, Samadhi fire, mortal fire-these five fires combined and merged, driving forth that terrifying spear in striking down towards the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar!
This was different from Yang Zhaozhen who had only executed the Great Roc Treasured Spear and the White Crane Treasured Spear with stone fire back then.
This was a direct lineage supreme martial art of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, the truly complete Fire Fires True Art and Seven Fowl Treasured Spear exemplifying miraculous, ultimate power.
Beneath that spear, even the very space itself was incinerated and destroyed.
Facing this spear, Wu Zixiu’s expression was solemn to the extreme as he struck simultaneously with his palms, pushing them horizontally upwards.
The boundless darkness seemed to have transformed into a massive vortex that entangled the descending spear, resembling a black hole as it unceasingly whittled away at its destructive power.
Meanwhile, other Dim Darkness Sect experts with Nie Sheng at their head were also engaged in a vicious battle against the Grand Xuan Dynasty experts who had come with Lord Protector Zheng.
Amongst all those Martial Saints, there were even some Seeing Divinity Martial Saints, the terrifying power they exhibited virtually sufficient to flip the heavens and overturn the earth.
It was with the stability of the World beyond World’s spiritual qi and its firm dimensional boundaries that it remained intact. Were it the Eight Extremities World or the Vast Ocean World, such worlds would have been ripped completely apart as soon as both sides began to clash.
Yan Zhaoge inhaled deeply, directly equipping the Imperious Cold Martial Armour with numerous ice dragons hovering and coiling about his body’s surface.
He leapt upwards, heading for the highest region of the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 637: Hopping along for a ride
HSSB637: Hopping on for a ride
While many peak experts of the Grand Xuan Dynasty had invaded, the Dim Darkness Sect had experts like Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng here.
An incomparably chaotic battle thus ensued, the entire Flourishing Peace region embroiled in a battle that seemed able to overturn the very heavens and the earth.
It was just that as Yan Zhaoge had predicted, the Dim Darkness Sect’s guardian grand formation currently could not function properly.
Under such circumstances, Wu Zixiu, Nie Sheng and the others naturally fell at a disadvantage.
Receiving another spear from the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s Lord Protector Zheng, Wu Zixiu’s old body grew even more bent.
A Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner beside him was shocked to discover that there was some fresh blood indistinctly visible as if flowed down from the corner of his mouth.
Nie Sheng repelled his opponent with a muffled groan and an additional sword-wound on his right arm, retreating to Wu Zixiu’s side whereupon he sent via sound transmission, “We won’t be able to hold on like this.”
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wu Zixiu coughed a few times, “The news of our sect wanting to perform the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual has already been leaked. The Grand Xuan Dynasty wants to make use of this chance to investigate the location of our main altar.”
Nie Sheng said, “The arrow is already notched and cannot be unstrung. Even if we do not perform the ritual, the Grand Xuan Dynasty has already obtained clues.”
“Since that is so, we should just fight it out to the end!”
Hearing his words, Wu Zixiu fell into deep thought.
Raising his head and gazing upwards, he saw streams of fire roiling in the sky up above, waves of fire surging as a massive pattern of light gradually took form amidst the sea of flames that resembled a bright mirror, illuminating the world down below.
Enveloped by this mirror-light, streams of black smoke arose from this Dim Darkness Sect branch altar.
The black smoke did not drift straight upwards. Instead, it flew diagonally, resembling a rope with one end connecting to the Dim Darkness sect’s branch altar and the other extending to some unknown destination in the distance.
If one’s gaze was not limited to the Flourishing Peace Region, viewing the entire Royal Reed Sea, one would find that all the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altars had received fierce attacks simultaneously.
Strange yet bright mirror-lights were emitted from above all the Dim Darkness Sect branch altars.
Streams of black smoke extended amidst space from different directions, gradually converging towards a single area.
Seeing the black smoke in the air above the Flourishing Peace Region, Wu Zixiu sighed, “They have indeed come prepared.”
There was a decisive look on the old man’s face, “At a time like this, we can truly only go all out.”
Saying thus, he raised a palm to parry the terrifying spear of the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s Lord Protector Zheng within the air whilst slamming down towards the ground with his other palm.
Dim brightness lit up beneath his feet, the appearance of light which was neither bright nor dark revealing the original face of a massive formation.
This formation mightily circulated, a powerful light suddenly lighting up at its centre which actually instantly dispersed the darkness.
Still, this powerful light was gone in a flash as it was consumed once more by the darkness. The current ‘darkness’ was even more profound, even more quiet, yet even more terrifying as well.
Having been instructed by Wu Zixiu, Chen Ke and some other Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioners had not joined in the fighting and reinforced their fellow disciples, instead already having long since prepared various sacrificial items used for the ritual. Now, they threw it all within.
The profound, deep darkness was like a lake whilst also the ocean. After some slight ripples had been caused from throwing all those things within, it very quickly regained its former calm.
“If only we could have had some more time,” Wu Zixiu shook his head, writing a profound black rune in mid-air before touching it with his finger. That rune thus sunk into the darkness formed of the grand formation.
As the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners up above felt these changes, their attacks involuntarily grew even more frantic.
Wu Zixiu, Nie Sheng and the others resisted them with all their might.
The profound darkness began expanding unceasingly, the surrounding world beginning to dim along with it as all the light in the vicinity was devoured by this darkness.
Even in the sky up above, the host of Grand Xuan Dynasty experts was feeling the radiance of the surrounding world dimming.
There were only Lord Protector Zheng and a few other peak experts who still caused all-encompassing fiery light to blaze, remaining unaffected by the darkness.
However, everyone could feel the intense changes in the branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect down below.
The next moment, a streak of light that
was not bright, instead appearing very dim, rose from the centre of the grand formation, similarly flying outwards diagonally rather than straight upwards.
The dim light pointed in the same direction as that black smoke, extending into the distance to some unknown destination.
As the light arose, the darkness that enveloped the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar began dispersing unceasingly.
An authoritative-looking man surfaced amidst the sea of flames in mid-air. He appeared to be middle-aged with a full beard on his face.
Seeing that streak of dim radiance, he could not help but frown. He ignored Wu Zixiu whom he had been clashing with previously, switching to striking towards that streak of light with his spear!
Supported by flames and fire, the descending spear resembled a star that was truly plummeting from the heavens, leaving a long trail of flame behind it as it mightily struck the dim radiance.
In that collision, that middle-aged man’s spear which seemed able to destroy the heavens and exterminate the earth was actually repelled.
The dim pillar of light shook slightly for a moment yet still continued shooting towards the distance.
This middle-aged man, naturally Lord Protector Zheng of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, one of their four Lord Protectors, focused his gaze, “Good fella!”
While this light pillar seemed dim and inconspicuous, weak and turbid, the power within it was vast and heavy such that even Lord Protector Zheng who was a sixth level Martial Saint with a late Seeing Divinity cultivation base had been unable to destroy it in a single blow.
His spear moved once more, Wu Zixiu and the others hurriedly moving forward to stop him.
“Whatever you are thinking of, it will also be for naught,” Lord Protector Zheng smiled, “So what even if you rebels can complete your ritual? Wait to dissipate to ashes along with your main altar.”
Wu Zixiu counterattacked, just having been about to rebut him when a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, someone of the branch altar had been swept along into the central region of the grand formation.
Wu Zixiu stared and saw that it was clearly Yan Zhaoge.
“This youngster will be crushed by the power of the formation…” Wu Zixiu was thinking when he suddenly saw Yan Zhaoge struggling as he actually vanished within the pillar of dimness.
Wu Zixiu was greatly shocked. As the controller of the formation, he could feel that someone was shooting into the horizon along with the light within the pillar of dimness, instantly travelling far!
This not having affected the formation, Wu Zixiu sighed in relief.
However, Wu Zixiu did not know whether he should feel joyful or worried over this sudden event.
As the experts of the Grand Xuan Dynasty again attacked, Wu Zixiu had not the leisure to consider Yan Zhaoge’s matter as he could only meet the enemy in battle.
Yan Zhaoge was currently not feeling comfortable at all. It seemed like he was being carried away by a flash flood, all blurry before his eyes as the sky rotated and the earth spun.
“Damn! Although there’s this Tide Reversal Formation Technique, this spiritual qi flow is really too chaotic,” Yan Zhaoge could not help but feel like cursing.
Since he had dared to enter, he had naturally prepared for it. Making use of a unique technique to guard his body, not only would he not be ripped apart by the power of the Dim Darkness Sect’s ritual, he would even be able to borrow it to be transported to the Dim Darkness Sect’s main altar, the core of the Dim Sun Cold Night Ritual.
It was just that the journey there truly felt rather terrible.
It was like feeling seasick in addition to sitting on a roller coaster.
Yan Zhaoge was shaken dizzy all around. It was a good while later before the surroundings finally ended up stabilising.
“Huh?” Yan Zhaoge calmed his mind, appraising the surrounding area.
Then, he saw a great black sun currently slowly rising before his eyes.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 638: Ritual of Dim Sun and Cold Moon
HSSB638: Ritual of Dim Sun and Cold Moon
While a great sun was rising before his eyes, Yan Zhaoge was unable to feel any heat or warmth.
That was because the sun before him was, shockingly, black.
It was no longer a streak of brightness emitted amidst boundless dimness. Instead, it was like infinite dimness had been nurtured within radiance.
Yan Zhaoge’s heart jolted slightly. Looking over, he saw that there was still dim blue moonlight beside the great black sun.
The sun and the moon moved together, the sun jet-black while the moon was also not as it normally was, bright and pure as it illuminated the heavens and earth.
This moon was pale and ashen, emitting streaks of ice-blue radiance that caused a chill to arise in the hearts of those who saw it.
“Dim sun and cold moon?” Seeing this scene, Yan Zhaoge was taken slightly aback yet also felt emotionally that it was indeed so.
While the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual was a ritual that had not existed before the time of the Great Calamity and he had never encountered it before, looking at that black sun and that ice-blue full moon and connecting them to the Dim Darkness Sect’s martial art legacies and current situation, Yan Zhaoge immediately understood the Dim Darkness Sect’s goal in aiming to perform this ritual.
The people of the Dim Darkness Sect wanted to artificially create a dim sun and a cold moon before making use of this power of reversed sun and moon to undergo a baptism.
The current number one expert of the Dim Darkness Sect was their Chief Zhou Haosheng, who was a longtime rival of the Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, Luo Zhitao.
He was similarly an expert of the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Seeing Divinity stage. Zhao Haosheng had been stuck at this cultivation level for too long a time.
This time, he wanted to make use of the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual to break through that bottleneck of many years, stepping into the early Immortal Bridge stage of the Martial Saint realm.
As Yan Zhaoge pondered, he saw the dim sun and cold moon before him trembling slightly, shaking alongside the unique space of darkness that he was currently in.
“The Grand Xuan Dynasty has managed to find the Dim Darkness Sect’s main altar through those extended vines,” Yan Zhaoge realised, “How fast.”
The sky opened in the space above the vast ocean in the southeastern part of the Royal Reed Sea, an incomparably massive black hole seemingly revealed.
In the depths of that black hole, a massive cliff hovered within the air atop which sat a majestic city.
The city and the cliff were shockingly both completely jet-black, seemingly having become one with the surrounding darkness which was unceasingly extending into the surroundings, devouring even more light.
Currently, this city and the cliff it was on were connected to several dim pillars of light that resembled chains as well as black smoke which extended through space to locations unknown.
These light pillars and black smoke doubtlessly originated from the various Dim Darkness Sect branch altars far away.
The dim light pillars traversed the heavens and the earth, intersecting and intermingling as they converged at the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect, forming a massive spirit formation together with the branch altars which enveloped a whole corner of the Royal Reed Sea.
However, before the dim light pillars had appeared, the black smoke that also originated from the various branch altars had already congregated at the Dim Darkness Sect’s main altar, exposing its location.
The very space shook as an all-encompassing sea of flames swept through it.
The might of the flames was such that they were even more terrifying than that caused by the Grand Xuan Dynasty over at the Dim Darkness Sect’s branch altar located at the Flourishing Peace Region.
The blazing fire was actually not devoured by the black hole, instead causing the bl
ack hole to distort and dissipate as it was actually the flames that were unceasingly devouring and incinerating the dark space as a result.
The fiery light gradually began to dispel the darkness, even illuminating that jet-black city and cliff.
Within the unique space Yan Zhaoge was in that was created by the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual, he could feel a majestic will appearing close to him that seemed to envelop the entire sky.
A pair of eyes seemed to have opened, gazing at the blazing flames sweeping over from outside.
The aura emanated by the other party was even stronger than that of the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s Lord Protector Zheng.
Whilst all being experts of the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, there were still differences in strength between them. A longtime expert like the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect’s Zhou Haosheng naturally displayed even greater power and might.
Even though those eyes were not staring at him, Yan Zhaoge could feel his entire body grow numb.
Silently circulating the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, Yan Zhaoge seemed to entirely turn into nothingness, merging with and becoming no different at all from that dim light within space.
The attention of the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect, Zhou Haosheng, was currently placed entirely on the outside world.
Because the enemy he would be facing was even stronger than him!
The terrifying boundless sea of flames split to the sides, multiple figures appearing who were in an orderly formation as they stood atop the air together.
In the centre of the formation, numerous experts protected a dragon carriage, waved a dragon flag, carried fans, raised a golden umbrella, with a dragon banner fluttering as there were also multiple colourful embellishments all around.
Atop the dragon carriage and in a black dragon robe with an authoritative gaze and a mighty crown on his head sat the third generation King of the Xuan Dynasty, King Xuanmu.
Directly beside King Xuanmu shockingly sat another person had an even stronger aura than him.
This person appeared to be in his early twenties from the outside, yet had an ancient, heavy gaze.
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