History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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

  Ah Hu smiled, “That’s how it is. It is just that the Roving Jade Heavens’ way suits my liking more.”

  “It also does mine,” Yan Zhaoge shrugged, “Still, the waters here are deep indeed.”

  “The tensions between the World beyond Worlds and the Roving Jade Heavens are likely not merely about how one side is conservative and the other aggressive.”

  As Yan Zhaoge said this, he sat down cross-legged in the Myriad Dragon Palace.

  Streams of dragon qi congregated within his body as a faint medicinal fragrance even drifted out of the pores of his entire body.

  Yan Zhaoge had currently retracted his true essence completely, not externalising any of it at all.

  There was only a faint human silhouette which flickered in his pupils, several profound sigils imprinted on the surface of this person formed of light.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 840: Returning to the World beyond Worlds!

  HSSB840: Returning to the World beyond Worlds

  The light faded from Yan Zhaoge’s pupils as they regained their calm.

  Yan Zhaoge stood up once more.

  He stood up very normally with no power fluctuations emanating at all.

  Yet, as he stood up, the entire Myriad Dragon Palace shook alongside him.

  The vast space outside the palace next also seemed to shake alongside this.

  Though Yan Zhaoge’s action seemed normal, there was this feeling of returning to simplicity within.

  With just a thought on his part, profound patterns of light instantly surfaced about his entire body.

  A powerful, blazing aura which shocked one’s heart gushed out from all the acupoints of his body.

  The light on Yan Zhaoge was bright at times whilst dark at others, resembling the myriad flickering stars in the night sky.

  Inside the Myriad Dragon Palace, Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and Xiao Ai all ceased in their cultivation as they clicked their tongue in wonder at this sight.

  Xiao Ai opened her mouth wide, soon praising, “Young Master, you have clearly still yet to break through space and see Divinity. Why does it feel as if you have already refined an inner universe?”

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “An inner universe that is illusory and still not yet tangible.”

  With top-tier supreme martial arts, an oceanic amount of pills from the Profound Sky Purple Gold Furnace and many treasures accumulated from beforehand, Yan Zhaoge had successfully advanced further today.

  His fleshly body of qi and blood, thoughts of the spirit and martial true intent had merged perfectly together as one, no longer being separable from the other.

  The third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar.

  The path of simultaneously cultivating in the Three Purities was far more difficult than other martial paths.

  However, as Yan Zhaoge made tangible progress in this area, there would correspondingly be a huge boost to his strength as well.

  He exhaled deeply, the radiance flickering on his body instantly vanishing as that tyrannical, shocking aura was retracted and disappeared.

  Yan Zhaoge relaxed his flesh and bones, “Done.”

  He waved, his Internal Crystal Furnace flying before him.

  Yan Zhaoge clapped down on the Internal Crystal Furnace with a palm. Its lid opened, a streak of purple light flying out from within.

  A dark green bamboo cane that was six feet long lay quietly within. Apart from that clear purple lustre that flickered on its surface, there was nothing extraordinary about it at all.

  Yan Zhaoge carefully appraised the bamboo cane before smiling and putting the furnace lid back on.

  He exited the palace, sitting on Pan-Pan’s head as he gazed at the chaotic space before them, noting the variations within as he unceasingly carried out projections in his head.

  “It should not just be because they were instructed by their seniors beforehand on what to do in such cases that Gao Qing and the others had a way to quickly return to the Roving Jade Heavens.”

  Yan Zhaoge pondered, “There should be something unique about the Roving Jade Heavens itself.”

  “Gao Qing and the others were very confident that after they entered the Roving Jade Heavens, Buddhism would be hard pressed to track them or discover that they had killed some Buddhists. That should be due to some unique feature of the Roving Jade Heavens rather than due to their Profound Sovereign, Dragon Spring Emperor and other experts.”

  This could be from some innate characteristic of the heavens and earth there or some sort of treasure which had been secretly guarding over the Roving Jade Heavens all these years.

  As Yan Zhaoge pondered on this, he analysed the variations in space before him, searching for a way to return to the other side of the ‘wall’.

  In the upcoming days, Yan Zhaoge spent his time cultivating and searching for a way back.

  Within the Myriad Dragon Palace, Feng Yunsheng and the others had numerous efficacious pills and many other resources and treasures to aid them as they cultivated diligently.

  Time flowed endlessly by in this never-changing environment. Soon, yet another half year had gone by.

  One day, following a great many projections, Yan Zhaoge had gradually grasped a method of return.

  His eyes grew increasingly brighter before he suddenly leapt up, extending a finger and writing in mid-air.

  Pan-Pan halted. The Northern Ocean Clone exited the Myriad Dragon Palace as well, coordinating with Yan Zhaoge in drawing countless runes amidst the darkness of space.

  After a long time, when the bright light of these runes filled the entire space, surrounding them all, Yan Zhaoge ceased in his actions.

  The dense glowing runes rotated as they congregated amidst space with a massive vortex gradually being formed as a result.

  At the bottom of the vortex, space distorted as it was no longer dark, radiance instead being emitted whose brightness was hard to put in words as it virtually lit up the entire surrounding space.

  Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “Yes, this method that I am using for the first time is still not refined enough. The disturbance that it has caused is rather great.”

  “There is still room for improvement indeed.”

  As he muttered this, Yan Zhaoge got back on Pan-Pan’s head before lightly patting this big fella beneath him, “Let’s go.”

  Pan-Pan gave a low roar, swiftly carrying along the Myriad Dragon Palace and Yan Zhaoge as he plunged into the endless radiance at the bottom of that vortex.

  When the radiance faded, it was another dark region of space which had appeared before them.

  It appeared not much different from the scenes of before as one might easily wonder if they were actually still beneath the heavens of Buddhism.

  Still, Yan Zhaoge knew that he had already successfully returned to the other side of the ‘wall’ as he was now back beneath the heavens of Daoism where the likes of the World beyond Worlds and the Eight Extremities World were.

  Having returned here now, it would be much easier to return to the World beyond Worlds.

  Still, the motion of flipping over the ‘wall’ had still more or less affected things somewhat.

  Although he had returned to this side, the space around Yan Zhaoge was folding about unceasingly with various creases appearing. He was hence hard pressed to locate the marker that he had left in the World beyond Worlds and return directly to the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory.

  Yan Zhaoge was not flustered as he just went along with the flow, searching for a wound of the sky and entering within.

  When he passed through the wound of the sky and finally saw the clear skies of the World beyond Worlds once more, Yan Zhaoge felt rather happy and relieved.

  Sensing the flow of time around him and comparing this with the timeflow as he had drifted amidst chaotic space previously, Yan Zhaoge nodded satisfiedly, “It is around the same as I had calculated.”

  Still having time in abundance, Yan Zhaoge began looking into what s
ort of place he had ended up in this time.

  Soon arriving at a habituated area, Yan Zhaoge immediately went forward and asked around on this.

  The World beyond Worlds was truly too big. While they had a common language, there were many different accents there based on their differing locations.

  Yan Zhaoge had to spend quite a bit of time before finally finding out that he was currently located along the borders of the northeastern Sky Heaven Territory and the eastern Vast Heaven Territory.

  He was still quite far away from the southern Blazing Heaven Territory. To get there, he would have to travel all the way south, traversing the entire eastern Vast Heaven Territory in the process.

  Yan Zhaoge was not really concerned about this as he simply departed at once.

  However, right when he was about to head off, his footsteps instead slowed.

  Yan Zhaoge’s gaze was involuntarily directed at someone in the distance.

  It was a slender youth who was extremely handsome and had an outstanding flair which onlookers would not be able to easily forget.

  While he was not intentionally revealing his cultivation base, he was not concealing it as well as Yan Zhaoge was able to tell that he possessed outstanding strength, already being a late Merging Avatar Martial Saint.

  With Yan Zhaoge’s vision, he was able to tell that this person should currently be just a mere step away from the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm.

  Still, this was not why Yan Zhaoge had halted.

  What he was concerned about was that his gender aside, this person looked exactly the same as Sikong Qing.

  It was yet another ‘Sikong Qing’.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 841: Knocking out and kidnapping?

  HSSB841: Knocking out and kidnapping?

  Yan Zhaoge had witnessed a similar situation in the Eight Extremities World a long time ago.

  It had been a man named Ouyang Qi who had looked just like Sikong Qing dressed up as a man.

  However, he had indeed been an actual male.

  With this precedent, Yan Zhaoge knew that these people who looked similar to Sikong Qing were not just limited to females alone. There could be males as well.

  Looking at the other party, Yan Zhaoge appraised him all over.

  This person’s age should be similar to that of Yue Baoqi of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory’s Royal Reed Sea’s North Sea Sword Pavilion.

  That his cultivation base was superior to hers was probably because they hailed from different sects.

  Yan Zhaoge’s gaze fell on this guy’s clothes.

  He wore green clothes with an emblem of an ancient tree of nine branches stitched onto his sleeve.

  As Yan Zhaoge gazed at this emblem, that ancient tree of nine branches instantly seemed to become real, green leaves swaying amidst the wind.

  That person did not take notice of this because it was not just Yan Zhaoge who was paying attention to that emblem.

  Many people were inevitably unable to keep from glancing at this emblem as they passed by, be it intentional or not.

  This one emblem entailed a specific status within the region of the eastern Vast Heaven Territory.

  A personal disciple of the Eastern Exalt’s dao arena, Remote Cloud Mountain’s Clear Light Locale.

  Most people dressed in such a manner were able to act however they wanted in the eastern Vast Heaven Territory.

  The emblem on the sleeve had the essence, qi and spirit of Clear Light Locale disciples integrated within alongside martial true intent personally transmitted by the Eastern Exalt. Others would be hard pressed to imitate this. Even if they wrested it over, they would not be able to easily wear it.

  It was not just a symbol of their identities as Clear Light Locale disciples. Their garb also differed according to their specific statuses.

  Even though their clothes were not Sacred Artifacts or spirit artifacts, they possessed powerful defensive abilities as well as they were treasures that were hard to come by.

  This was a secret art of Remote Cloud Mountain’s Clear Light Locale that everyone within the eastern Vast Heaven Territory recognised.

  A personal disciple of the Eastern Exalt having suddenly appeared here, it was no wonder that he was the focus of everyone’s attention.

  Yan Zhaoge had never come to the eastern Vast Heaven Territory before. Still, from his casual chats with Mu Jun, Chen Zhiliang and the rest at Golden Court Mountain of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory previously, he recalled many unique aspects of their culture.

  The eastern Vast Heaven Territory was a close neighbour to the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory. While Yan Zhaoge did not understand the unique traditions of the Clear Light Locale in detail, he too had heard about them before.

  Seeing the way that this youth was dressed now, he could basically guess, “A personal disciple of the Eastern Exalt?”

  The Eastern Exalt was the sovereign of the eastern Vast Heaven Territory, being a figure on the same level as the Southeastern Exalt Cao Jie and the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen.

  As he thought of this bigwig, some scenes involuntarily surfaced in Yan Zhaoge’s mind.

  Pillars of green qi suddenly appeared before congregating to form a massive divine tree that connected to the heavens above.

  This divine tree seemed to pierce through the very universe as the aura emanating from within was far more majestic than that of ninth level Martial Saints, experts of the late Immortal Bridge stage.

  The Western Exalt and the Eastern Exalt had both acted during their journey to the Dim Radiant Mausoleum back then. It was just that they had been obstructed by the restrictions of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum, thus having lost their bearings as they had ultimately not ventured within.

  While he had only showed up for a mere moment, Yan Zhaoge still had some impression of the Eastern Exalt’s abilities.

  The profundities of the martial arts that he cultivated in and the abundance of the resources his disciples were entitled to naturally far surpassed that available to the North Sea Sword Pavilion.

  It was hence no wonder that this person’s cultivation base was higher than that of Yue Baoqi who possessed a similar level of talent.

  Subject to the gazes of many, this youth who looked the same as Sikong Qing paid them little heed as he left the city on his own.

  Yan Zhaoge felt somewhat interested at this as he started secretly stalking him.

  “Young Master, are we going to knock him out and kidnap him?” Ah Hu asked with an excited look on his face.

  Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “It would still be a bit better if we can communicate normally.”

  Feng Yunsheng could not help but smile, “What you mean is that if we cannot communicate with him, you intend then to knock him out and kidnap him?”

  Yan Zhaoge said, “We’ll see. He is a personal disciple of Clear Light Locale at the end of the day, this also being the eastern Vast Heaven Territory. We still don’t know if he has fellow disciples nearby. If we really are to make a move, we first have to familiarise ourselves with the local environment and the situation here.”

  Xiao Ai felt speechless, “Young Master is Young Master indeed. Others would try to befriend Clear Light Locale disciples while in the eastern Vast Heaven Territory, but Young Master actually intends to kidnap them.”

  Yan Zhaoge shrugged, “The wound of the sky which leads to the Eight Extremities World is in the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory. Forging a good relationship with Golden Court Mountain is necessary in order to solidify our foundations.”

  “Now that we already have a base here, there is greater room for us to move about elsewhere.”

  Yan Zhaoge laughed lightly, “Moreover, kidnapping is only the worst case scenario. Who knows, we might hit it off on our first meeting? Don’t you people talk like I already intend to abduct him now.”

  While he too was a late Merging Avatar Martial Saint, the other party would not be able to easily detect Yan Zhaoge and th
e Northern Ocean Clone as they stalked him now.

  The youth headed north, entering a large mountain range.

  This mountain range was where the northeastern Sky Heaven Territory and the eastern Vast Heaven Territory intersected.

  Yan Zhaoge followed him for some time longer, gradually slowing down as he could vaguely feel that there was more than just a single expert present up ahead.

  While he did not fear them, if he advanced any further, he ran the risk of being discovered by them.

  From their auras, these people should be disciples of the Eastern Exalt and descendants of Remote Cloud Mountain’s Clear Light Locale just like this youth whom he was stalking.

  This youth who resembled Sikong Qing seemed to have been rushing over here to meet with them.

  After congregating, they headed out once again, heading further into this mountain range.

  Yan Zhaoge waited for the distance between them to increase before following after them.

  They travelled on like this at a relatively slow pace. Those people were not moving about in a straight line as they seemed to be searching for something.

  While Yan Zhaoge felt curious, he was actually more interested in the mystery surrounding that young Martial Saint.

  Just as Yan Zhaoge was about to directly show himself and try to establish proper communication with that group of people, he felt their pace clearly slowing down.

  A moment later, Yan Zhaoge sensed fluctuations of a hole opening amidst space amongst the distant mountains up ahead.

  These disciples of the Eastern Exalt seemed to have opened a dimensional passageway which led to some foreign dimension.

  Yan Zhaoge curled his lips, “Is it some secret realm? It seems like these Clear Light Locale disciples have come looking for treasures?”

  He followed after them, preparing to directly show himself before conversing with them a little.

  As he approached them, he found that this place was unordinary with the power of dimensions chaotic and haphazard and cold winds howling from the entrance of the dimensional passageway.

  Affected by this, the sensory abilities of martial practitioners would drop greatly as they would only be able to rely on their most basic five senses to observe the world around them.