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Chapter 132: Can the Sword Sovereign Resist the Power of Great Ascension?
Chapter 132: Can the Sword Sovereign Resist the Power of Great Ascension?
As the mysterious voice reverberated through the heavens and the earth, the azure portal rumbled open, and a giant hand reached out, grasping the fleeing Void Crossing cultivator in its palm from a distance.
The Void Crossing cultivator was terrified and struggled desperately, but to no avail. He even tried to eject his primordial spirit, only to find it impossible to leave his body.
"W-who exactly are you?"
The Void Crossing cultivator cried out in shock, his voice filled with fear.
The mysterious giant hand suddenly clenched, crushing him into a bloody mist, annihilating his primordial spirit and golden core, leaving nothing behind.
The other Condensation Realm cultivators scattered in panic, while the giant hand did not make another move and slowly retracted into the azure portal.
Beneath the night sky, the fierce wind continued to rage.
The blue runes on Xuan Miao Zhenren's body began to dissipate, and the azure portal above his head faded away.
"Puh—"
Xuan Miao Zhenren coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his entire body quickly became weak. He continued to adjust his breath and regulate his qi.
Far away in the Xuan Tian Cave, Gu An toyed with a teacup, his face filled with curiosity.
That mysterious giant hand earlier was definitely in the Xuan Heart Realm, and it was above the fifth layer.
No wonder Xuan Miao Zhenren dared to come alone to attend the Jin Bang Assembly. It turned out that he had such a powerful backer.
Gu An was very interested in this supernatural power.
This ability was not only awe-inspiring but also provided protection for juniors. Even he, the Sword Sovereign, was tempted.
At the same time, he was curious about San Qing Mountain.
San Qing Mountain actually hid a powerful being above the fifth layer of the Xuan Heart Realm. Although not in the Great Ascension Realm, it was enough to surprise Gu An.
The Nine Kingdoms were truly a gathering of experts and talents!
No wonder the Lotus Flower Sect only dared to cause trouble in the Tai Cang Dynasty before and did not directly sweep through the Nine Kingdoms.
Gu An had heard from Ye Lan that San Qing Mountain had a small number of disciples, barely over a thousand. With such a number, they had become the first sect in the Chen Tang Dynasty, which was enough to show the large number of powerful cultivators in San Qing Mountain.
The Chen Tang Dynasty was also extraordinary. The reason why this dynasty was named Chen Tang was that the previous Tian Tang Dynasty had once been on the verge of unifying the Nine Kingdoms. Later, the emperor did something that angered both heaven and mankind, invoking a downpour from the heavens that flooded the entire dynasty, leading to a change in power within the dynasty.
The Chen Tang Dynasty had the largest number of lakes. Most of the cities and sects were built on islands. Although the heavy rain had flooded a dynasty, it also caused the spiritual energy in the Chen Tang Dynasty to surge, keeping it shrouded in spiritual mist all year round.
Among the Nine Kingdoms, the Chen Tang Dynasty was the most mysterious and the one with the most legends. Many believed that there were immortals hiding in the isolated islands of the Chen Tang Dynasty.
Gu An withdrew his gaze. Although he was very interested in Xuan Miao Zhenren's supernatural power, he couldn't be bothered to make friends or cause trouble.
The fact that the other party's backer was only one major realm higher than him made Gu An feel unsatisfied.
He needed to be cautious and focus on his cultivation. After a thousand years, how many major realms would he surpass the Nine Kingdoms by?
He couldn't wait to find out!
...
Dark clouds covered the sky, and on the earth, the mountains rose and fell. The dense forests looked like a gathering of demons and monsters. A huge palace sat between two mountains, with red pillars and blood-colored eaves, giving it a terrifying appearance.
Inside the palace, a group of black-robed figures knelt on the ground, including humans, demons, and souls.
The man kneeling at the very front wore a mask, obscuring his true features. He asked, "Master, the Nine Kingdoms have joined forces to enter the Nine Abyssal Road, affecting our plans. Should we retreat or continue to lie low?"
His voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, a sinister ghostly aura emanated from under his mask.
On the steps in front of him stood a burly figure, clad in a wide black robe. A blood-red dragon coiled around the robe, its claws reaching out as if ready to pounce from the fabric at any moment.
His white hair fluttered slightly, and he wore a bone crown on his head, adorned with two slender horns that were sharp and gleaming.
He was none other than the leader of the Lotus Flower Sect, Jing Tu Xian!
Jing Tu Xian slowly turned around, revealing a pale and indifferent face. His eyes were blood-red, and on his forehead were two imprints of evil ghosts. These two evil ghosts shared a body, their pitch-black forms, and sharp claws sending shivers down one's spine.
"The Nine Kingdoms, how laughable. They dare to venture into the Nine Abyssal Roads, truly seeking death."
Jing Tu Xian's cold voice carried a chill, and a gust of cold wind blew into the palace, rustling the robes of all the disciples.
A black-robed disciple with a white tiger head spoke up, "All the Nine Kingdoms have Xuan Heart Realm cultivators, and the Sword Sovereign of Tai Xuan Gate is unfathomable. If we want to conquer the Nine Kingdoms before the Demon Monster Calamity, I'm afraid our hopes are slim."
Another black-robed figure, a soul, added, "Our sect's Jin Ling Zun and Ye Lian Xianzi both died at the hands of the Sword Sovereign. He is the biggest obstacle to our conquest of the Nine Kingdoms. His cultivation is at least above the fifth layer of the Xuan Heart Realm, and he may have already reached the eighth layer."
Rumbling—
A low rumble of thunder echoed outside the palace, like the roar of a fierce beast.
"Hmph, the eighth layer of the Xuan Heart Realm? Then tell me, can the Sword Sovereign withstand the power of Great Ascension?"
Jing Tu Xian asked disdainfully, his white hair dancing in the wind. His blood-colored eyes shone with a fierce light.
The power of Great Ascension!
The masked man at the front replied, "It has been almost ten thousand years since a Great Ascension cultivator appeared in the Nine Kingdoms. He is naturally no match for you, but if you take action, will it affect your recovery?"
"It's because you are all useless wastes. Prepare to gather our disciples. Once they are assembled, I will sweep through the Nine Kingdoms with you. Remember to bring the Lotus Flower Mother Tree!" Jing Tu Xian said expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, the entire hall erupted in an uproar.
"Master, you can't be thinking of doing it directly..." The masked man's hoarse voice betrayed his anxiety.
"My decision is final. All of you, leave."
Jing Tu Xian flicked his sleeves and turned, disappearing into the darkness.
The disciples of the Tanhua Sect exchanged bewildered glances.
...
On yet another night, Gu An returned to the Xuan Tian Cave. It had been half a month since his last visit.
He began by harvesting herbs, then sowing seeds. After finishing his tasks, instead of leaving immediately, he prepared to spend the rest of the night there, relishing in the tranquility.
He walked to the old tree next to the wooden hut and jumped onto the hammock he had crafted half a month ago. Twisting his body, he settled into a comfortable position and lay down.
"Comfortable..."
A satisfied smile spread across Gu An's face as he took out a travelogue and started browsing through it.
Recently, he had made a trip to the Inner Sect and purchased several travelogues, both to pass the time and to explore if there were any better places than Bei Hai Mountain Range for his breakthrough.
The cave was serene, and from time to time, fish leaped out of the underground lake, creating a unique ambiance within the cave.
It was already late at night when Gu An finally put down the travelogue. He released his spiritual sense, curious to observe if there were any movements in the Bei Hai Mountain Range tonight.
He had made it a habit to overlook the mountain range whenever he visited.
Soon, Gu An's attention was drawn to Xuan Miao Zhenren.
That guy was still here!
He noticed that Xuan Miao Zhenren had built a simple Taoist temple in a deep mountain. Inside the temple were Xuan Miao Zhenren and a young boy.
What were they up to? Gu An looked closely and saw Xuan Miao Zhenren meditating in front of a large cauldron, tendrils of blue smoke rising from his head.
Meanwhile, the boy was practicing in the wooden house next to the temple, and he had a fox tail—he was a demon.
Interesting.
Gu An watched for a while before withdrawing his gaze.
As dawn approached, Gu An returned to the Xuan Valley.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
During the late summer, after a heavy downpour, the Xuan Valley was oppressively humid.
One morning, Li Ya came to visit Gu An. As usual, he entered by climbing through the window, and Gu An played along, pretending to be startled.
"Look at you, so timid, and yet you still managed to rank within the top five hundred on the Jin Bang," Li Ya teased softly after landing on the ground.
Gu An got up to greet him and said, "My ranking within the top five hundred was due to luck. You, on the other hand, could have been in the top ten if you hadn't met An Hao earlier."
Hearing this, Li Ya's mouth twitched.
He suspected that Gu An was deliberately provoking him, but seeing Gu An's sincere expression of regret, he couldn't bring himself to retort.
Little did he know that Gu An was indeed doing it on purpose.
You stepped on my windowsill again! Li Ya walked to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "I'm leaving," he announced.
"Where are you going? For how long?" Gu An asked casually as he walked to the tea table and started preparing tea.
"My father has asked me to go to the Chen Tang Dynasty's San Qing Mountain to cultivate. I probably won't be able to return for several decades," Li Ya replied.
San Qing Mountain again! What's the connection between Li Xuandao and San Qing Mountain?
He's sending both of them there.
"In that case, you must go. After all, a disciple from San Qing Mountain achieved second place on the Jin Bang," Gu An said.
"Xuan Miao Zhenren is indeed powerful. Even if I fought him, I don't think I'd stand a chance," Li Ya agreed.
During the Jin Bang Assembly, Xuan Miao Zhenren was the only one who could hold his ground against An Hao for an incense stick's worth of time.
Gu An brought the tea to the desk and said, "Once you're at San Qing Mountain, make sure to focus on your cultivation. Don't go meddling in other people's business and end up injured again."
"Hmph, apart from being injured by An Hao, I haven't been hurt in recent years," Li Ya retorted.
"Is that so?"
"Would I lie to you?"
The two chatted casually, sometimes about Xuan Valley and sometimes about the Jin Bang.
It was already noon when Li Ya finally stood up to leave. "I should go now. Gu An, I hope that by the time I return, your cultivation will have improved. Getting into the top five hundred on the Jin Bang wasn't just due to luck. I believe you've found your own opportunities, so don't waste your time. Try to catch up with me, senior martial brother."
With that, Li Ya strode to the window and leaped out, leaving another footprint on the windowsill.
He's definitely doing it on purpose!
Gu An felt helpless. Usually, Li Ya seemed quite mature, but why did he always play these childish tricks on him? He gazed out the window, his eyes reflecting a deep contemplation.
Could there be another reason why Li Xuandao is sending Li Ya away now?
And what about the soul in Li Ya's body? Why has it become so weak?
It feels like it could dissipate at any moment.
Gu An shook his head. When he couldn't understand something, he simply chose not to think about it.
As night fell, Gu An once again arrived at the Xuan Tian Cave. Just as he was about to start harvesting herbs, his eyebrows furrowed.
Why is Xuan Miao Zhenren nearby? Xuan Miao Zhenren's Taoist temple is at least eight thousand li away from here. His presence here can't be a coincidence.
At the same time.
In a forest about ten li away, Xuan Miao Zhenren held a compass in his hand, murmuring to himself as he walked, "It should be around here... I wonder what kind of fortuitous encounter awaits."
Third watch!
(End of Chapter)
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