The red-clothed man emitted a long cry, blazing fire surging as he transformed into a crimson phoenix and swiftly retreated!
The light of fire traversed the heavens and the earth, wanting to escape intact from the massive calamity before it where the heavens and earth were being overturned.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge smiled before raising his other hand as well, next clapping down with both hands simultaneously!
It was not just in the red-clothed man’s consciousness. A whole region of space collapsed beneath this attack of Yan Zhaoge’s!
The red-clothed man had no way of avoiding it as he could only yell, bringing his arms upwards as he hastily parried Yan Zhaoge’s descending palms.
As they collided, the red-clothed man’s entire body shuddered intensely, his bones popping with exploding noises as he seemed about to be slammed directly into the ground by Yan Zhaoge now.
“Such great strength?! This is an early Merging Avatar Martial Saint?” The red-clothed man was dumbfounded, “Just in terms of his strength alone, it really could not be any higher for an early Merging Avatar Martial Saint, right?”
A muffled groan resounded as lustrous purple light also appeared on his body.
Where the purple light passed, it obstructed Yan Zhaoge’s descending palm, saving the red-clothed man from the unenviable fate of being smashed to smithereens.
Seeing that the blessed purple light of fortuitous virtue had surged on the body of this red-clothed man as well, Yan Zhaoge smiled nonchalantly, “Have you cultivated in the Nether Virtue White Qi?”
Executing Finger Flicking Shocking Thunder, Yan Zhaoge sent out palm after palm, the terrifying force of which resembled an endless chain thunderbolt combo as it went on and on without halting at all!
The heaven-roiling, earth overturning power unceasingly reversed and disturbed the Virtuous Blessed Purple Light that protected the red-clothed man’s body.
Beneath the terrifying concept of the principles of extremities that had come about after the world had been created, beneath continuous bombardments, even that blessed purple light of fortuitous virtue which was impenetrable by slaughter began breaking apart!
Beneath the shocked, panicked gaze of that red-clothed man, the purple light that protected his body was forcibly broken through by Yan Zhaoge!
A tyrannical, vigorous force seeped into his body, surging through and shattering the bones and blood vessels of his entire body!
What left him even more shocked was how beneath the palm force of Yan Zhaoge’s terrifying Cyclic Heavenly Seal, the true essence within his body that had been blazing hot as fire actually turned completely cold and gloomy, freezing him to the core as even his soul was thoroughly chilled.
“This…” The red-clothed man opened his mouth wide, yet was unable to say anything as he already no longer possessed the ability to resist Yan Zhaoge’s descending palm.
Yan Zhaoge’s massive, heaven-obscuring palm descended, the red-clothed man’s head directly caving in with all his brain fluids splattering as he instantly perished.
“Stop!” Having been taken by surprise, Wang Hui wanted to wield the golden inkslab to assist, yet was obstructed by Bai Ziming and the North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder.
She herself was even less a match for the Northern Ocean Clone as her shoulder was directly pierced through by his spear.
Yan Zhaoge smiled mildly, “Sorry, but the martial arts this Yan cultivates in are rather more violent in nature, such that holding back would not be easy. Please do not take offence.”
Wang Hui grit her teeth, staring at Yan Zhaoge, “You…you actually…”
Yan Zhaoge disinterestedly clapped, “While it is true that your Master is the Southern Exalt, this does not mean that you are as able as your Master. It means even less that this Yan has to let you capture me whenever you feel like it, doing whatever you want with me.”
“If you want to trash some weaklings, it’s fine,” Yan Zhaoge chuckled, “I like trashing weaklings too!”
The world before Wang Hui’s eyes spun dizzyingly as she nearly vomited out a mouthful of blood.
Bai Ziming and the North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder were also looking at Yan Zhaoge with shock on their faces.
While they had heard that Yan Zhaoge possessed domineering, inestimable strength, far surpassing other martial practitioners of the same cultivation level, seeing him who was at the first level of the Martial Saint realm slay an expert of the third level of the Martial Saint realm with a single palm, the two of them both felt a chill rising up their backs.
This was especially so considering how this red-clothed man was actually not weak. On the contrary, as a disciple of the Southern Exalt’s lineage, he should possess outstanding strength amongst martial practitioners of the same cultivation level!
Yet, against Yan Zhaoge, he had been defeated without even the slightest chance of victory.
“It is not that he was too weak, it is that this Yan Zhaoge is too strong…” Bai Ziming inhaled a breath of cold air, “Wait, I seem to have seen this palm technique of his somewhere before, though it was not as majestic and tyrannical as this, with the feeling of one being unable to do a thing against it…”
Wang Hui wanted to put up a struggle, but a powerful aura now suddenly emanated from the distance, the heavens and the earth shaking.
The cloud layer broke apart, strong winds sweeping through the area as a massive divine vessel appeared in their fields of vision. It was precisely the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel.
Zheng Ming stood on the deck of the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, his expression rather gloomy.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge, Bai Ziming and the others knew that the late Seeing Divinity Martial Saint whom he had been pursuing had most likely escaped.
Seeing Wang Hui, Zheng Ming instantly heaved a sigh of relief.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 729: The result of going all out
HSSB729: The result of going all out
While the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel was powerful, it was still a tool at the end of the day. Though it possessed great power, it was not sufficiently nimble.
The Southern Exalt’s lineage cultivated in the Phoenix True Form Scripture, cultivating the true form of the phoenix through attaining the true intent of the five virtues.
If they had successfully cultivated in the Nether Virtue White Qi, the heavens providing them a sliver of a chance to live, it would not be easy to leave them behind if they were focusing fully on escaping.
It would only be possible if their opponent possessed a clear advantage in strength or some special technique.
With Zheng Ming controlling the Riding Wind Heavenly Scripture, his opponent would have been pressed to stand against him. Yet, he had not bothered fighting it out with Zheng Ming as he had instead concentrated on fleeing, finally still having managed to escape successfully.
Instead, due to Yan Zhaoge, it was Wang Hui who had been caught and prevented from fleeing.
Bai Ziming and that North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder were both feeling rather desolate. Still, they had to admit that if not for them having coincidentally received Yan Zhaoge’s help, there would indeed have been a high chance of Wang Hui and her companion escaping.
Seeing the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, Wang Hui sighed helplessly towards the sky and gave up.
Her companion of the peak of the late Seeing Divinity stage had been able to flee from the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel. Yet, she lacked the ability to do so.
Zheng Ming struck out with his palm, a streak of multi-coloured light instantly descending from the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel and sweeping Wang Hui up and away.
Wang Hui did not resist. Still, she stared fixatedly at Yan Zhaoge, as if wanting to imprint his figure into her memory.
Yan Zhaoge kept the Myriad Dragon Palace, following Bai Ziming’s group aboard the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel.
After they had exchanged greetings, Zheng Ming said, “This Zheng is greatly thankful for your righteous assista
nce. We will not let this negatively affect you. If the Southern Exalt brings the matter up afterwards, our Master will deal with it for you.”
Yan Zhaoge’s trio nodded, smiling, “You’re welcome.”
Zheng Ming looked at Yan Zhaoge, saying, “Was Little Friend Yan invited over this time or was it coincidental?”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “It was merely coincidental. Still, it was good that I could be of use.”
Zheng Ming nodded, “I will soon be escorting our captured target back to Golden Court Mountain for Master to judge over this matter. Does Little Friend Yan want to accompany me to Golden Court Mountain in going to meet him?”
Before Yan Zhaoge could answer, Zheng Ming added, “It is fine as well if you still want to continue remaining in the Royal Reed Sea. My eldest apprentice-brother has arrived. I will introduce you to him, and with him watching over you, there is no need to worry about the Southern Exalt’s people coming over and looking for trouble.”
As he spoke, he was also looking towards that North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder.
That North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder’s expression changed slightly, “What Mister Zheng is saying is that the ‘Shadow Mountain Sword King’ Lin Hanhua has arrived?”
The ‘Shadow Mountain Sword King’ Lin Hanhua was an expert of the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm, the mid Immortal Bridge stage, and a disciple of the Southeastern Exalt.
The usual affairs of Golden Court Mountain were all handled by him. Unless the incident was something that was of exceptional importance, the Southeastern Exalt would not be alerted.
It was also rumoured that Lin Hanhua had a deep background which was not just limited to a disciple of the Southeastern Exalt.
While Lin Hanhua did not always remain in Golden Court Mountain to cultivate like the Southeastern Exalt did, sometimes leaving to travel to the outside world, he seldom came to the Royal Reed Sea.
The last time Lin Hanhua had come to the Royal Reed Sea was over a hundred years ago when the foreign Grand Xuan Dynasty had established their rule there.
After a series of close talks, Lin Hanhua had represented the Southeastern Exalt in allowing King Xuanwen’s group to remain in the Royal Reed Sea.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin.
With things having proven now that King Xuanwen and Shen Lingzi had possessed ulterior motives all these years, it appeared that Lin Hanhua had been a little hasty in making his decision back then.
Yan Zhaoge felt that how this Shadow Mountain Sword King viewed him would be hard to predict.
“I have long heard of Mister Lin’s famed name. Having the opportunity to meet him, it is surely good,” Yan Zhaoge said even as he pondered.
Everyone else was naturally willing as well.
The Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel turned, shooting off into the distance. Observing the direction that they were travelling in, Yan Zhaoge found that the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel was travelling in the direction of the branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect where he had left his marker earlier.
Yan Zhaoge was rather surprised, “Is the Shadow Mountain Sword King staying at the Dim Darkness Sect as a guest?”
Zheng Ming sighed, “That is not so. The Star Plucking Practitioner Guan Lide suddenly came to the Royal Reed Sea, ferociously attacking the headquarters of the Dim Darkness Sect.”
“I heard that it is because he was played by the Dim Darkness Sect in the matter of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum. His frustration turned into fury and he came seeking vengeance.”
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge’s expression instantly turned rather strange.
Zheng Ming said, “Senior Guan made it clear that he only did this for revenge for what the Dim Darkness Sect did in the Dim Radiant Mausoleum.”
“Eldest apprentice-brother who just happened to be in the Royal Reed Sea hurried over to discuss it with him, barely managing to secure the legacies of the Dim Darkness Sect. Still, the Dim Darkness Sect’s headquarters was still broken through with countless experts of theirs thus perishing.”
Zheng Ming said, “Senior Guan left, but the Dim Darkness Sect was very nearly decimated as well. Elder apprentice-brother had to remain there for the time being, and he should still be there now.”
Yan Zhaoge asked, “Is Chief Zhou, Zhou Haosheng there?”
Zheng Ming nodded, “Chief Zhou suffered grave injuries. If not for eldest-apprentice-brother’s interference, he might have been slain by Senior Guan on the spot.”
Yan Zhaoge sighed as well. It was probably that just after Zhou Haosheng’s group had returned from the mausoleum, Guan Lide had immediately come knocking.
It might be that Guan Lide had thought to wait for them outside of the World beyond Worlds, covertly taking them down while also simultaneously obtaining the riches with none the wiser.
Afterwards, not having been able to intercept them, he had simply charged into the Royal Reed Sea.
The side effects of the Dim Darkness Sect’s Zhou Haosheng having gone all out and thrown aside all reservations in fighting for the Dim Radiant Mausoleum now began to show.
If not for Lin Hanhua having arrived, the Dim Darkness Sect would likely have been thoroughly wiped off the surface of the Royal Reed Sea for good.
The Dim Darkness Sect had not obtained anything valuable from the Dim Radiant Mausoleum. They had been surpassed by the Radiant Light Sect who had arrived afterwards, finally having been forced to retreat from the mausoleum prematurely.
Otherwise, against Chief Luo Zhiyuan of the Radiant Light Sect with the Dim Radiant Lamp and the Sun Moon Wheels in hand, most of them would probably have met their ends right there and then.
It was just that life was a fickle creature. If Zhou Haosheng and the others were to know what had happened with the Dim Radiant Wheel afterwards, what expressions might show on their faces?
The North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder said in surprise, “I only heard that the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect that was being rebuilt was taken down before it could even be completed. Still, I did not know who did it. Who would have thought that amidst all the speculations, the Star Plucking Practitioner was actually the perpetrator, with the Shadow Mountain Sword King involved as well.”
Yan Zhaoge pondered for a moment before asking, “What is the Radiant Light Sect up to right now?”
At his question, the other party snapped out of his reverie, his expression becoming even stranger, “Now this is a curious thing. The Radiant Light Sect has not shown any movements at all. If it were usually, they would long since have made use of the chance and thoroughly wiped out their foes.”
As the Southeastern Exalt did not like outsiders staging a robbery amidst a fire, setting their designs on the Dim Radiant Mausoleum, while Guan Lide had said that it was only for revenge, Lin Hanhua still had room to intervene in this.
Still, the Southeastern Exalt and Lin Hanhua would not intervene in the conflict between the Radiant Light Sect and the Dim Darkness Sect.
As to the North Sea Sword Pavilion Elder’s bemusement, Yan Zhaoge knew that Luo Zhiyuan and the others of the Radiant Light Sect were currently still trapped amidst chaotic flows of space, unable to return.
It would originally have been a great chance to attack the Radiant Light Sect. Sadly, their natural ally, the Dim Darkness Sect, had suffered a major tribulation as well, ending up in an even worse state than their hated foe.
Yan Zhaoge lightly rubbed his temples, thinking, “Should I risk it?”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 730: Similar palm arts
HSSB730: Similar palm arts
While the Dim Darkness Sect had done the same and failed terribly, Yan Zhaoge was not averse to taking risks.
It was just that the chances of success therein had to be carefully weighed by everyone on their own.
Still, in meeting the head disciple of the Southeastern Exalt, the Shadow Mountain Sword King Lin Hanhua now, they would most likely encounter Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioners as well.
Th
e other side had thoroughly lost out, yet he had made such substantial gains. When they met, it was inevitable that there would be some awkwardness.
Even with Yan Zhaoge’s shamelessness, he felt that he had to consider the matter well.
Still, Lin Hanhua was someone whom he definitely had to meet.
Lin Hanhua’s outer appearance was that of a young man who was handsome and imposing.
Still, he was actually much older than Zheng Ming and Chen Zhiliang.
He resembled a sharp, unsheathed sword that bedazzled the onlooker’s eyes, causing one to unconsciously want to retreat.
Yan Zhaoge felt this to be rather interesting. Currently, Lin Hanhua was already a mid Immortal Bridge Martial Saint.
It would be much easier for him than for weaker martial practitioners to retract the sharpness of his aura, locking down his qi and blood such that it was not emitted, not being affected by the elements.
As treasured swords remained unsheathed, while they would emanate a sharp, authoritative might, they would also be unceasingly corroded by the outside world.
They would seem mild when sheathed, yet it was more beneficial for them to remain in such a state for the long term. They just had to be drawn to feast upon the blood of enemies when so necessary.
The same principle applied for the qi and blood of martial practitioners as well. Controlling their qi and blood was an essential lesson for every martial practitioner.
Yet, this seemed not to apply with Lin Hanhua as he entirely resembled a drawn sword, causing one to look towards him as even not paying attention to him would be hard.
Yan Zhaoge looked downwards. While the ground beneath Lin Hanhua’s feet appeared unharmed, that was merely an illusion.
After Lin Hanhua had walked off, just blowing across the ground on which he had stood, it would immediately cave in, a great pit being left behind.
The earth and rocks there would already have been crushed completely into smithereens by Lin Hanhua, just that they temporarily still maintained their original look.
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