History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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

  The leader of the group was a Martial Grandmaster who had mainly Martial Artists as well as a few Martial Scholars under his command.

  Before them was a courtyard that had already turned into a sea of flames.

  On a signboard that blazed on the ground in front of the gate could be seen the words ‘Lishan Sect’.

  Outside the courtyard was a group of people, some old, some young, who were being held captive by the troops of the Grand Xuan Dynasty.

  They could only watch helplessly on as the courtyard was devoured by the sea of flames.

  Some of them appeared fearful. Some glared at the Grand Xuan Dynasty with hatred in their eyes. Some were seriously worried. There were even a few young children who were bawling out loud.

  All of them were people of the Lishan Sect.

  Or perhaps it should be said that they had once been people of the Lishan Sect. From this day forth, the Lishan Sect was likely to have become mere history.

  The leading Martial Grandmaster of the Grand Xuan Dynasty said coldly, “This is the fate of all rebels. Currently, we are in need of talent and will grant special leniency. Obediently head to the various pill concocting rooms and do as you as told. Those who resist will be unquestionably slain.”

  There were numerous corpses in this courtyard that had been transformed into a sea of flames. Those were Lishan Sect martial practitioners who had resisted and been slain on the spot.

  Someone of the Lishan Sect said angrily, “Our sect did not participate in the rebellion against the Xuan. It is just that we have to listen to the words of the North Sea Sword Pavilion in this northern region of the Royal Reed Sea. We have never truly attacked martial practitioners of the Grand Xuan Dynasty before. Why do you have to force us so?”

  That Grand Xuan Dynasty Martial Grandmaster swept his gaze over, instantly exerting suffocating, heavy pressure on those of the Lishan Sect as if they bore incomparable weight on their shoulders.

  He said mildly, “I have no need at all to explain things to you. You need only do as you are told. Still, I am in a rather good mood today, so I’ll make a slight exception.”

  “Listening to the rebels of the North Sea Sword Pavilion is already an unforgivable crime. Of course I know that your mere Lishan Sect lacks the guts to attack warriors of my Grand Xuan. Otherwise, I would have directly exterminated all of you today. Where would I still have the patience to be wasting words with you here?”

  The Lishan Sect martial practitioners all felt agonised to the brink of despair.

  That Martial Grandmaster waved his hands nonchalantly, “Take them all away. Same old rules. Do not let them remain in this local region. Divide them up and send them five a squad to the pill concoction rooms of the other regions. If one of them sneaks off, the other four will all get it.”

  The Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners under him responded simultaneously in the affirmative, hauling away those Lishan Sect martial practitioners, preparing to leave the island.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly, “Shen Lingzi’s descendants having entered the battle, this has really left the Grand Xuan Dynasty full of confidence. Previously, they still tried both subtle and hard-handed methods. Now, however, they are no longer being soft, only being brutal alone.”

  Now, a few majestic sword-qis attacked from the distance, resembling long rainbows that shocked the sky as they instantly arrived in the vicinity of the small island.

  The Grand Xuan Dynasty warriors on the island were simultaneously taken aback, “People of the North Sea Sword Pavilion?”

  The newcomers who arrived were garbed in white, broadswords slung behind their backs.

  Yan Zhaoge looked at them, feeling the sword-qi surging from their bodies. They were not sharp, instead being vast and vigorous, resembling the tides of the ocean.

  Arriving on the island and seeing troops of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, the people of the North Sea Sword Pavilion did not waste time on words as they directly made their moves.

  They unsheathed their broadswords, sword-qi instantly surging madly once more which shot towards their enemies on the island with a momentum that surged to the heavens.

  That Martial Grandmaster had still yet to speak when their sword-auras had already arrived before him.

  Greatly enraged, he unsheathed the twin sabres by his waist to block the sword-auras in preparation for a counterattack.

  Under his command, the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners immediately entered a battle formation that was used to trap the enemy.

  However, those people from the North Sea Sword Pavilion immediately formed a sword formation of their own to stand against the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s battle formation.

  The one leading the North Sea Sword Pavilion group was a Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster who was even more powerful than that Grand Xuan Dynasty Martial Grandmaster, the latter pressured to the point of being unable to raise his head.

  While those of the Grand Xuan Dynasty fought fiercely, they were unable to resist the many experts amongst their enemies as they were defeated very quickly.

  Yan Zhaoge shrugged, “It looks like they are disciples of the North Sea Sword Pavilion who were out adventuring and tempering themselves. Having heard that their sect is being attacked by the Grand Xuan Dynasty, they hurried back from wherever they were.”

  The North Sea Sword Pavilion had already been surrounded by the Grand Xuan Dynasty. Having met its disciples at the outskirts of their territory, they had clearly just returned from outside after having heard the news.

  It would be very hard from them to break through the layers of encirclement of the Grand Xuan Dynasty. Thus, rushing back to their sect would be like attacking a stone with an egg. Instead, they had remained in the outskirts, waiting and seeing if there was anything they could do for their sect.

  Still, they should not be clear on the situation within the encirclement.

  “It looks like I will still have to capture someone of the Grand Xuan Dynasty and interrogate him,” Yan Zhaoge shrugged as the corners of his mouth arched slightly upwards, “The one over here is still somewhat insufficient in position.”

  Those of the Lishan Sect were feeling excited as well.

  The next moment, however, powerful auras arose from the surroundings all around.

  The expression on the faces of the North Sea Sword Pavilion martial practitioners changed slightly, “Ambush! It’s a trap!”

  The Lishan Sect martial practitioners watched on blankly as a streak of light flew across the horizon, arriving in the air above the small island, that terrifying aura that suppressed the entire area causing people to naturally shiver.

  That Grand Xuan Dynasty expert was shockingly a mid Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster.

  He smiled coldly towards those of the North Sea Sword Pavilion, “Rebels of the North Sea Sword Pavilion, still daring to act arrogant with your destruction right at hand?”

  “It was precisely to get you to easily throw yourselves into our nets that we have been doing this. Otherwise, with all of you hiding left and right, it would take up too much effort looking for you.”

  As he said this, he clapped down with his palm, numerous hurricanes arising.

  Who knew that while the martial practitioners of the North Sea Sword Pavilion appeared astonished, they would exhibit no fear at all as they were instead smiling coldly.

  The gaze of that Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster grew focused as he instinctively realised that something was wrong.

  A sword-light suddenly lit up within the air, breaking through the numerous hurricanes with a single sword and dissipating the attack of this Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster completely.

  The other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners, the Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster who had been leading their group earlier included, all shook slightly.

  This was closely followed by sword-light that simultaneously flashed by their necks.

  Apart from this Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster, a
ll the other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners present, regardless of cultivation base, perished instantly.

  The body of this Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster grew cold. Having seen the other party’s methods, he knew that it was not because he was strong that he was still alive. It was merely because the other party had not been aiming to kill him.

  A figure now appeared out of thin air. It was a girl, similarly garbed in white clothes and with a broadsword slung behind her back.

  “Wanting to bait a fish, yet baiting out one that is much more powerful than you,” Yan Zhaoge had still been intending to watch on in amusement when he was involuntarily rendered speechless upon seeing the features of this female expert of the North Sea Sword Pavilion.

  “What a coincidence.”

  Yan Zhaoge blinked.

  The girl before him appeared to be in her early twenties, with her actual age being quite a bit higher than her external appearance. Still, comparing it to her cultivation base, she could still be considered outrageously young.

  This was still not what Yan Zhaoge was most concerned about.

  What he was most concerned about was the fact that this was clearly yet another ‘Sikong Qing’.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 647: As if able to see her future

  HSSB647: As if able to see her future

  The person who had appeared before Yan Zhaoge’s eyes appeared no different from Sikong Qing at all just from her features alone.

  While she appeared to be in her early twenties, her actual age was still somewhat higher than that.

  As the timeflow in the World beyond Worlds was faster than that in the Eight Extremities World, this was not something that was very surprising.

  All these so-called ‘Sikong Qings’ had likely been born at the same time. However, after they had been born, due to the differing flows of time in the worlds they were in, there could be huge discrepancies in their ages at this current point in time.

  That vast sword-intent was precisely of the North Sea Sword Pavilion’s direct lineage.

  This woman who looked like Sikong Qing directly captured that Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster of the Grand Xuan Dynasty.

  She was clearly thinking the same as Yan Zhaoge, intending to obtain information out of him.

  However, as Yan Zhaoge’s gaze fell on her, this woman clearly felt it as she began appraising the surrounding area.

  “She is already a Martial Saint,” Yan Zhaoge nodded, already having been able to tell the woman’s cultivation base when she had acted previously.

  Still, looking at this face which looked no different from Sikong Qing’s, he still felt a little like something was wrong.

  The two being so close to each other, it was a very natural thing that she had detected his gaze.

  This was especially so as Yan Zhaoge was able to tell that not only was the other party already a Martial Saint, her strength was similarly outstanding as she stood at the peak of power amongst those at the same cultivation level.

  The legacy of the North Sea Sword Pavilion was already unordinary. With this woman’s talent and disposition the same as Sikong Qing’s, it was only to be expected that she possessed such strength.

  Still, while this woman had detected that someone was spying on her, she could not find Yan Zhaoge’s exact location.

  This caused her to feel even more wary.

  Yan Zhaoge’s expression was leisurely as he glanced at that captured Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster, “This one’s position is still insufficient.”

  He gazed in another direction, “It still isn’t over yet.”

  A powerful aura suddenly surfaced in the distance, rapidly approaching the area.

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Someone of this level would more or less be able to provide a satisfactory information report.”

  That woman who looked like Sikong Qing also detected the power fluctuations of that expert in the distance now.

  She felt doubtful about whether that strange feeling from earlier had originated from this person who had just appeared.

  Still, she did not hesitate as her sword-light flashed, sweeping along her fellow disciples as well as those Lishan Sect martial practitioners who had fallen on hard times as she prepared to first leave this place before deciding on a further course of action.

  While she did not fear the incoming enemy, she did not want to get entangled in a conflict.

  Now that the Grand Xuan Dynasty had dispatched a large number of experts to the northern regions of the Royal Reed Sea, this place was already no longer where the North Sea Sword Pavilion could make all the decisions. On the contrary, she and her fellow disciples had to be exceptionally careful.

  If their movements were exposed somewhere and they lingered there for too long, it was possible that they might be surrounded and slaughtered by the forces of the Grand Xuan Dynasty.

  Seeing her leave, Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry at all.

  Another domineering aura appeared in the direction that she was flying in.

  Like this, she was trapped precisely in their middle.

  Seeing this, that woman was not fearful as she flew towards another direction.

  As they neared, those two powerful auras began to converge, following after her.

  They revealed their forms, both being Martial Saint experts of the Grand Xuan Dynasty.

  One of them flew very quickly. His figure flickered as he traversed space, following after that woman who resembled Sikong Qing in hot pursuit.

  The martial arts that he cultivated in had an edge over the North Sea Sword Pavilion’s sword dao in terms of speed, being even swifter.

  Yan Zhaoge glanced at him, “Oh, it resembles the route of the Flowing Wind Nine Heavens Slash somewhat. Still, it is rather different from it. It should have been newly created from one’s own comprehensions atop the foundation of a remnant legacy unearthed from pre-Great Calamity times…”

  The other person was slightly slower and unable to catch up. Still, he continued pursuing doggedly.

  So long as his companion could catch up, slightly delaying the enemy’s footsteps, he too should be able to get over to where she was.

  Yan Zhaoge followed after them neither hurriedly nor slowly, not in a rush at all.

  While the figures of the three were already gone from his field of vision, he soon felt intense spiritual qi fluctuations emanating from up ahead where both sides clashed in heated battle.

  That woman from the North Sea Sword Pavilion was still caught up to in the end after which she was flanked by her two opponents, a battle inevitably ensuing.

  When they appeared within Yan Zhaoge’s field of vision once more, they were already locked in heated battle.

  Yan Zhaoge glanced over and clicked his tongue in admiration, “While they cultivate in different martial arts and their styles and personalities are also different, it is like I am prematurely seeing junior apprentice-sister Sikong’s future before my very eyes.”

  In terms of speed, the North Sea Sword Pavilion’s sword dao was incomparable to the movement techniques of the other party as he could hound her persistently.

  But for actual battle, that was a whole different story altogether.

  Sword-light rampaged, the woman brandishing her sword in great strokes that were vigorous and mighty.

  With just a casual sword, frenzied waves and infinite phenomena would be swept up all around into the sky up above as well as the vast sea down below.

  Battling one against two, she actually still held the advantage.

  While that martial practitioner who cultivated in the Flowing Wind Nine Heavens Slash was faster than her, he could only dodge now as he dared not face that tyrannical, mighty sword head-on.

  He wanted to fight a protracted battle with a kiting method, yet discovered that vast sword-light gradually forming a vortex.

  A massive suction force was emitted from the vortex that grew stronger and stronger, causing him to be unable to even extricate hims
elf as he could only shift mere inches to the sides.

  As the suction force grew stronger and stronger, even as he executed the Flowing Wind Nine Heavens Slash, he was still becoming slower!

  The two martial practitioners of the Grand Xuan Dynasty had their initially high spirits dampened greatly.

  They were aware of their opponent’s reputation, “Yue Baoqi, the northern regions of the Royal Reed Sea have already been locked down completely by my Grand Xuan. It would have been fine if you hadn’t come back. Now that you have, even if you can escape today, don’t even think about leaving these northern regions!”

  That female Martial Saint of the North Sea Sword Pavilion who looked like Sikong Qing uttered not a single word, her face sunken as water as she just wielded her sword-light with even more urgency.

  The two Grand Xuan Dynasty Martial Saint experts didn’t waste time on words as well as they fought Yue Baoqi with all their might.

  Now, it was them who were in a precarious position. If they died here, however others of the Grand Xuan Dynasty tore Yue Baoqi apart into shreds later on, they would still not be revived from the act.

  Of the two, the one who cultivated in the Flowing Wind Nine Heavens Slash clenched his teeth as he forcibly took a sword of Yue Baoqi’s, executing his movement techniques to the utmost to shoot out of the vortex of sword-light!

  With this, he was enveloped by the all-encompassing sword-light of Yue Baoqi’s Vast Sea Divine Sword, his entire body becoming riddled with wounds as a result.

  However, having paid a price, he still managed to extricate himself from it in the end.

  As soon as he had emerged, he did not dare to linger in the slightest as he continued escaping towards the distance with all his might.

  However, a light laugh resounded from the air before him, a mighty boom resounding before streams of golden light suddenly flickered.

  A massive palace appeared. It was precisely Yan Zhaoge’s Myriad Dragon Palace.

  The great gate opened, Yan Zhaoge smilingly watching the other party shooting over towards him.

  That person was greatly shocked. Just as he was about to halt, a massive suction force was emitted from the great gate of the Myriad Dragon Palace that pulled him flying headlong into it along with his momentum.