History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474
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The sword missed by mere inches, being unable to touch Yan Zhaoge’s fingers.
The next moment, Yan Zhaoge shook the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword, extreme subtleness transforming into extreme toughness once more as another sharp sword hacked down.
Zhao Zhen was unable to change his movements in time as his sword-wielding left hand was directly hacked off by Yan Zhaoge!
Off to the side, the cry of a phoenix resounded amidst the flames once more.
Yuan Xiancheng had undergone yet another nirvanic rebirth.
Still, his right eye was shut tightly this time as the silhouette of a phoenix only flapped its wings and sought to soar within his left eye.
Even so, it was naturally a joyful thing that he could escape the fate of death and be reborn anew.
However, what should have been a cause for rejoice was instead filled with sorrow at this moment.
The first scene that entered Yuan Xiancheng’s eyes after his nirvanic rebirth was that of Yan Zhaoge hacking off Zhao Zhen’s wrist with a sword!
Now, however, a joyful look simultaneously appeared on the faces of Yuan Xiancheng and Zhao Zhen who had originally looked gloomy.
A powerful aura suddenly emanated from the distance.
It originated from Circumference Mountain to the east.
That aura belonged to a late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 982: Simply killing him
HSSB982: Simply killing him
Blazing as fire, flourishing with vitality.
The powerful aura virtually caused everyone present to feel suffocated and hallucinate.
It was as if amidst boundless blazing fire, a treasured Wutong tree towered into the heavens, the clear cry of a phoenix resounding from its branch.
Then, that treasured Wutong tree seemed about to descend from the heavens, landing on the peak of Vast Spirit Mountain.
While no words were spoken, everyone present knew the identity of the one who had come.
A longtime Elder of Phoenix Ritual Mountain’s Wutong Slope and a late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, ‘Treasured Branch Suppressing Peak’ Zhang Shuren.
The martial practitioners of the south all felt like jumping for joy.
While they had already known that Zhang Shuren was rushing over from the conversation between Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Zhen from earlier, seeing it was believing it, really.
Also, even if Zhang Shuren had been rushing over like Zhao Zhen had said, if he had arrived late to the scene, all of them might already have long since been killed by Yan Zhaoge then.
And now, Zhang Shuren’s appearance gave confidence to all the martial practitioners of the south.
Yan Zhaoge naturally sensed Zhang Shuren’s approach.
He had discovered Zhang Shuren before everyone else here, even Yuan Xiancheng and Zhao Zhen.
Facing the arrival of this ninth level Martial Saint, Yan Zhaoge did not halt in the slightest after hacking off Zhao Zhen’s hand with a sword as he now struck out with yet another sword.
With both hands crippled and his sword arts dispelled, Zhao Zhen whose protective true essence had fallen apart could only helplessly watch on as Yan Zhaoge’s sword arrived before him.
A low roar resounded within the sky as a fiery streak of light descended.
The target of this fiery streak of light was not Yan Zhaoge but Zhao Zhen.
A thread of white qi appeared amidst the blazing flames, giving Zhao Zhen a lease of life in guiding his escape amidst this peril.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge extended his other hand, his thumb and index finger closing together in mid-air as they performed a pinching action.
That thread of white qi of nether virtue which ensured one’s safety was instantly broken apart, with Zhao Zhen thus being doomed to death.
Light circulated on the tip of the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword as a head flew straight into the air.
The head reached its highest point before succumbing to gravity, revealing the face of someone who had died with unseen grievances as it rolled within the air.
A famed mid Immortal Bridge Martial Saint expert of the eastern region of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, the ‘Purple Tide Swordsman’ Zhao Zhen who reigned supreme throughout the Bright Connection Sea, died beneath Yan Zhaoge’s sword right there and then.
On seeing this, their hearts just having calmed, the martial practitioners of the south collectively shivered again.
They unconsciously retreated as even that treasured Wutong tree whose branches and leaves swayed with the wind as it descended from the skies amidst blazing fire could not dispel the chill within their hearts at this moment.
Seeing Zhao Zhen about to perish, Yuan Xiancheng’s expression had instantly changed as he had made to rush over.
Yet, that vigorous, tyrannical Extreme Yang Seal had smashed downwards, blocking Yuan Xiancheng thoroughly and well as he had only been able to helplessly watch as Zhao Zhen’s head was removed from his body.
“Oh, interesting?” Yan Zhaoge casually turned to look at Yuan Xiancheng as though nothing at all had happened.
Still, the Yuan Xiancheng who had undergone nirvanic rebirth this time was different from before.
Currently, other than his right eye which was tightly shut, Yuan Xiancheng no longer looked as old and decrepit as he had before.
Now, he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
From his facial features, he was still recognisable as that old man from earlier. Still, he was much younger than before.
His outer appearance had not changed following his first nirvanic rebirth.
Having sacrificed his clone which he had continually refined with his right eye to undergo nirvanic rebirth this time, Yuan Xiancheng’s appearance had changed as he had seemingly returned to his younger years.
It was just that while Yuan Xiancheng looked like he had returned to his prime, he was clearly much weaker than before.
While he was still a powerful mid Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, of the true intent of his four Virtues, his thick earth of meritorious virtue had become much less substantial.
Thinking of how two phoenixes had flown out of Yuan Xiancheng’s eyes when they had first clashed, one bearing the white qi of nether virtue and one bearing the thick earth of meritorious virtue, Yan Zhaoge clicked his tongue in wonder, “If I blind your remaining left eye or force you into sacrificing your eye, undergoing a third nirvanic rebirth, would you return to when you were a youth then?”
Yuan Xiancheng’s actual age was greater than that of the ‘Phoenix Prince’ Zhuang Chaohui, the son of Zhuang Shen.
Still, he was far younger than ‘Treasured Branch Suppressing Peak’ Zhang Shuren and ‘Blazing King’ Peng He.
Of course, Yuan Xiancheng would definitely be very old too relative to normal peoples’ longevities.
Still, going by the longevities of Immortal Bridge Martial Saints, Yuan Xiancheng was extremely young.
It would not be inappropriate to call him a youth.
It seemed now that his previous aged appearance was related to him having refined his pupils into phoenixes.
The phoenix clone refined with his right eye bore the thick earth of meritorious virtue while the one refined from his left eye bore the white qi of nether virtue.
Benefiting from this, Yuan Xiancheng had only needed to conscientiously cultivate in the purple light of fortuitous virtue and water ripples of holy virtue previously, having already been bolstered by four Virtues when at the Seeing Divinity stage.
As Yuan Xiancheng’s cultivation base advanced, he had later come to begin cultivating in the true intents of meritorious virtue and nether virtue too.
With these two clones assisting him, his accumulation was more substantial than other martial practitioners of Wutong Slope.
Still, if a clone of his vanished before he had truly attained these Virtues, his strength would be affected as a result, deteriorating greatly.
If the clone refined with his left eye vanished too, his white qi of nether virtue would similarly be damaged terribly.
Yuan Xiancheng’s right eye was tightly closed as he glared vehemently with his left eye at Yan Zhaoge who had just slain Zhao Zhen.
At the same time, an old man descended from the skies, appearing beside Yuan Xiancheng.
All the martial practitioners of the south recognised him as the longtime Elder of Wutong Slope, ‘Treasured Branch Suppressing Peak’ Zhang Shuren.
“Even Yuan Xiancheng was not your opponent?” Zhang Shuren appraised Yan Zhaoge in earnest.
Yan Zhaoge spread his palms apart, “Bullying the weak as the strong and ganging up on others are all not in line with the true intent of holy virtue. With all of them attacking me together, the power that he can wield is actually less than if he were acting alone. Still, alone, he is already not my opponent.”
“Even Southeast Cao probably did not see through your full potential and strength,” Zhang Shuren was not troubled over this as he just switched to saying, “This old man received news from junior apprentice-brother Peng that you returned to the World beyond Worlds from extradimensional space. Also, many disciples of my lineage entered the place that you were previously at as well.”
Gazing at Yan Zhaoge, Zhang Shuren slowly asked, “What has happened to them?”
“All dead,” Yan Zhaoge answered calmly, “To be more specific, I am related to all their deaths. Zhuang Chaohui was personally slain by me.”
Zhang Shuren was silent for a time before he raised a hand, “Since that is so, let this old man see exactly how outstanding you are.”
Unlike the others of Phoenix Ritual Mountain’s Wutong Slope who cultivated mainly in sabre arts, Zhang Shuren was proficient in palm arts.
He had self-created the Wutong Divine Palm, adding on to the legacy of Phoenx Ritual Mountain’s Wutong Slope with a new supreme martial art.
As Zhang Shuren raised his palm, the massive Wutong tree towered into the skies, turning tangible as along with the powerful vitality which was manifested also came a suffocating level of pressure.
The space enveloped by the branches and leaves of the Wutong tree was completely devoured by blazing fire, incinerated into nothingness!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 983: Great axe chopping Wutong!
HSSB983: Great axe chopping Wutong!
As Zhang Shuren struck out with his palm, both attack and defence were incorporated within as it did not rely on intricacies, simply pressuring over with its great momentum.
This great momentum sufficiently manifested the strength of a late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint.
When Yuan Xiancheng was at his peak, he had outstanding power which granted him the ability to compete with many late Immortal Bridge Martial Saints.
Still, his senior, Zhang Shuren, was still more ruthless and reliable than him.
“Well met!” Yan Zhaoge praised, extending a palm as he raised the Extreme Yang Seal.
The profundities of the Cyclic Heavenly Seal, Yin Yang Heavenly Seal and Extreme Yang Scripture were all merged together as one at this moment, being completely in harmony with the Extreme Yang Seal.
The Extreme Yang Seal which had already been majestic and tyrannical displayed unprecedented power at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge wielded the Extreme Yang Seal with the palm arts of the Cyclic Heavenly Seal, clashing head-on with Zhang Shuren.
The crimson crown on Zhang Shuren’s head flickered with radiance, transforming into flowing fire as it spread within the sky.
The flames combined with the Wutong tree manifested of Zhang Shuren’s palm arts which obscured the heavens and concealed the sun.
As this moment, one would be able to see fiery light shooting into heavens in the Announcing Peace Mountain Range from the surroundings of Vast Spirit Mountain, a treasured Wutong tree towering high as it suppressed the endless mountain ranges.
Beside the treasured Wutong tree, a great golden sun slowly rose into the skies.
Yan Zhaoge raised the Extreme Yang Seal with one hand as a dark green bamboo cane appeared in his other hand.
Seeing this, Yuan Xiancheng’s expression changed slightly, “Be careful of that bamboo cane, senior apprentice-uncle! The news previously sent over by the Heaven Emperor’s lineage was really true!”
Zhang Shuren’s gaze hardened as he struck out with a palm towards the Extreme Yang Seal while retracting his other palm to guard before him, blocking the dark green bamboo cane Yan Zhaoge held.
“Rise!” Yan Zhaoge yelled, throwing the Extreme Yang Seal upwards with his palm.
The great sun slowly rose high into the horizon, presiding mightily over the great earth as it suppressed the treasured Wutong tree which was surrounded by blazing fire from up above.
Soon after that, Yan Zhaoge took out his Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword once more, attacking towards Zhang Shuren with a Slaying Azure Dragon.
“What a great killing aura this sword art possesses,” Seeing this, Zhang Shuren frowned.
He raised a hand, blocking the Extreme Yang Seal as it smashed downwards.
His other palm abruptly changed direction, no longer blocking Yan Zhaoge’s dark green bamboo cane as it whistled down towards Yan Zhaoge himself!
While it was said that ‘Treasured Branch Suppressing Peak’ Zhang Shuren was conservative in his actions, when it truly came to a battle situation in which anything could happen in an instant, he never lacked the determination to grasp the initiative and attack.
At this moment, the purple light of fortuitous virtue, the thick earth of meritorious virtue, the white qi of nether virtue and the water ripples of holy virtue surfaced about his body all at once.
Four Virtues bolstered his body as he forcibly withstood Yan Zhaoge’s sword.
Zhang Shuren also ignored Yan Zhaoge’s dark green bamboo cane that was striking down upon the Phoenix Cry Crown on his head.
He wanted to see whether Yan Zhaoge was powerful enough to forcibly withstand a full-powered blow by him, a late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, in a head-on clash!
Yan Zhaoge’s expression did not change as he kept the dark green bamboo cane, unrelentingly striking out with a Cyclic Heavenly Seal!
The palms of the two collided in mid-air as both their bodies shook slightly.
Yan Zhaoge, a Seeing Divinity Martial Saint, did not lose out in the slightest!
Meanwhile, wielding the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword with his right hand, Yan Zhaoge continued hacking down towards Zhang Shuren with a Slaying Azure Dragon!
Roiling true essence of blazing fire protected Zhang Shuren’s body. Still, beneath the brutal attacks of the purplish-red sword-glow, the blazing fire was forcibly broken through.
The thick earth of meritorious virtue which replenished the heavens and extended the dao and the water ripples of holy virtue that were untainted by all arts began to exert their functions, seeking to replenish the blazing fire which had been broken through and assist him in blocking that sword-light.
Beneath the attacks of the brutal sword-glow, the purple light of fortuitous virtue was stimulated as well as it sought to dispel the killing crisis, a strand of the white qi of nether virtue being indistinctly visible.
Still, that brutal purplish glow which resembled the spurting of dragon blood turned life into death at this moment, the killing crisis surging to the heavens as it unceasingly advanced.
One side attacking domineeringly, the other defending tightly, the two sides seemed to have vaguely fallen into a stalemate.
While Zhang Shuren had to pay some attention to the pressure brought about by the Extreme Yang Seal up above as he fought, he could completely exert the power of the high-grade Sacred Artifact on his head, the Phoenix Cry Crown.
The power displayed by a ninth level Martial Saint
with a high-grade Sacred Artifact was naturally remarkable. Both boosted the other’s strength, manifesting majestic might.
Not only was Yan Zhaoge unable to exert the full power of high-grade Sacred Artifacts, his weapon and sword arts were also incompatible.
Still, red, black and white lights suddenly flashed within Yan Zhaoge’s pupils.
The sword-light of the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword gradually changed.
The Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword which had originally been calm as water as it resembled the passing of time was covered by a layer of bloodied light at this moment.
The endless, long river of time was stained entirely with blood now!
It was as if countless lifeforms had perished amidst the flow of time.
The end of time would see a situation where all lifeforms had been extinguished, nothing remaining in existence.
Instantly, the Slaying Azure Dragon sword art which Yan Zhaoge was executing with the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword rose in killing power once more!
“The killing crisis has encroached on even time?” Zhang Shuren immediately detected the threat that lay therein.
Helplessly, he finally retreated.
The purple light of fortuitous virtue flickered and the white qi of nether virtue surged as Zhang Shuren avoided Yan Zhaoge’s sword.
As he retreated, however, the Extreme Yang Seal instantly smashed down from overhead.
Zhang Shuren could only halt and raise his left hand to block the descending golden sun.
As he halted, Yan Zhaoge’s sword caught up with him.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge waved a hand now, the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword flying out of his hand and transforming into a long bloodied beam which shot straight for the Phoenix Cry Crown on Zhang Shuren’s head!
Being locked in place by the Extreme Yang Seal, Zhang Shuren was hard pressed to avoid it as he could only chop out with his right hand, seeking to deflect the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge executed the Taiji Yin Yang Palm, all returning to primordial yin and yang on his palm, extinguishing all things even as an immense suction force was formed, sticking onto Zhang Shuren’s right hand and forcing away his palm.