Heavenly Ascension Chronicles Chapter 812: Riding the Wind to the Bright Observation Hall - Novel Cool

Chapter 812: Riding the Wind to the Bright Observation Hall

Chapter 812: Riding the Wind to the Bright Observation Hall

The liaison officer was taken aback and hesitated, "Mr. Chen, we don't know the situation with Mr. Hu, should we..."

He was thinking that the person had been inside for a while, and it was hard to say what his current state was. If there were any issues, sending another person in would require caution.

Chen Chuan said, "It's precisely because we don't know his situation that we need to act quickly."

The liaison officer didn't say anything more and immediately ordered the airship to head towards the island.

Those white rocks could block warships, but they couldn't stop airships. Usually, airships wouldn't fly over the territory of a fighter, as it was extremely dangerous and they might be shot down. Even with a fighter on board, the staff on the airship couldn't help but feel nervous.

However, this time, they didn't encounter any trouble, and it was likely that the Moon Cry Hermitage was being restrained by the fighter who had arrived first.

The airship smoothly reached the vicinity of the beach, and beyond that were the continuous houses and woods. From a distance, they could still make out the island, but as they approached, a mist drifted over, obscuring the view of the surroundings, and even the island seemed to have disappeared.

Chen Chuan looked down for a few moments, thinking that this might be the effect of some ritual enigma. He said, "Let's stop here, I'll go down from here."

After saying this, he leaped from the balcony and plunged into the mist below, his figure disappearing into the fog.

The liaison officer immediately ordered the airship to turn back and used the bio field domain on the airship to communicate with the warship.

"Mr. Chen has gone down. Yes, there's no problem. Mr. Chen's strength should be sufficient to handle the situation."

He had just come from the Aeolian Islands, and during his stay, the Wave Pavilion's fighter had released the news that Chen Chuan had won the battle and admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

Since the masters of the three major overseas pavilions were of similar reputation, their strength was likely to be comparable. If Chen Chuan could easily deal with the Wind Crane Guardian of the Wave Pavilion, he should also be able to handle the Moon Cry Hermitage of the Tranquil Dawn Pavilion!

After Chen Chuan descended from the sky, he immersed himself in the mist. When the mist that obscured his vision dissipated, he found that he was less than ten meters from the ground. A faint glow emanated from his body, and with a bang, he landed lightly. Under the influence of the bio field domain, the surrounding sand and soil floated up for a while before settling down.

He looked ahead, and from here, his vision was no longer affected by the mist. When he had looked from the outside, the island was not small, and its full extent couldn't be seen from the air. However, he had learned about the island's situation on his way here.

The Tranquil Dawn Pavilion was not as opaque as the Wave Pavilion and the Wind Forest Pavilion because the island originally had many residents and followers.

After the Great Dharmabody Master established the pavilion and spread his teachings, those who came to worship and study the Dharma flocked here. This place was also a famous Dharma court of the Chan Religion in the overseas region, and many things were known to the outside world.

The Moon Cry Hermitage, as the successor to the Great Dharmabody Master's teachings, had a significant influence himself, but in the eyes of the Grand Prosperity Government, such a person was considered an unstable factor.

The Grand Prosperity Government was actively consolidating and cleaning up some overseas forces. A fighter who did not align with any particular power was undoubtedly a significant target. If the Tranquil Dawn Pavilion were to side with the Linakses Federation, the impact would be enormous. With this incident, it seemed to provide the Grand Prosperity Government with an excuse.

After observing for a while, he found the right path, and his figure disappeared from the beach in an instant. Numerous flying sands exploded from the spot, and after a while, a rumbling sound echoed.

In a moment, Chen Chuan appeared on a large stone pillar, and a rumbling sound reverberated from all around, causing the trees on both sides to sway.

The Bright Observation Hall of the Tranquil Dawn Pavilion was located on the highest terrace, which was easy to identify. However, there were still many residents on the island, so he was more restrained this time, taking the time to observe before proceeding instead of rushing straight ahead.

The commotion he caused caught the attention of some disciples guarding the path of the Tranquil Dawn Pavilion. Startled, they drew their swords from their waists and aimed at the top of the stone pillar.

But after just a glance at Chen Chuan, their hands began to tremble. They didn't know that the visitor was a fighter, but the altered organization in their bodies curled up, instilling a profound fear in them, preventing them from taking even a step.

Chen Chuan paid them no heed and continued his observations. His figure disappeared again, and when it reappeared, he had already reached the front of the Bright Observation Hall.

Here, he could see numerous Chan pillars and eternal flame niches on both sides, and at the front of the hall stood a posthumous statue of the Great Dharmabody Master created by his successors.

There were no people in sight, and the usual believers were nowhere to be found. The surroundings were quiet, but after a while, a tremor came from the distance, causing dust to fall from the roof tiles, and echoes reverberated from the walls.

Chen Chuan strode directly into the hall, moving quickly despite appearing to walk. In his wake, he left faint afterimages. After a few steps, he saw a dilapidated stone pavilion, with only two pillars with lotus-covered basins still standing, while the beams and plaque lay broken on the ground.

Several Zen disciples were kneeling on both sides of the road, their waist swords placed on the ground, eyes closed, and lips murmuring something.

At this moment, a tremor was heard from ahead once more.

Chen Chuan glanced back and quickly moved past, arriving at the front of the Bright Observation Hall.

This place was incredibly vast, with a height of thirty to forty meters from the top of the hall to the ground. However, a massive hole had been smashed into the front, with broken wood and shattered wood and bricks scattered all around. Dust and debris filled the air, and a deformed copper incense burner lay in the corner.

Another tremor was heard from the front.

Chen Chuan wasn't in a hurry at this moment. He could discern that although the commotion was loud, it wasn't continuous, indicating that both sides were engaged in a cautious battle. Unless one side made a significant mistake, it would be difficult to determine a winner in this cautious rhythm.

So, he didn't rush ahead but instead lowered his hat brim and held his sword as he walked inside.

After crossing the front hall, a large square appeared, where two people were facing off.

At the far end stood a slender and muscular man, tall in stature, with muscles tightly adhering to his bones. He had a topknot, and his sideburns were coarse and bristly, sticking out like needles.

He wore a white training uniform with a robe that reached the ground, adorned with incomprehensible patterns.

His eyes were unique, glowing with an orange-yellow hue and a faint radiance. In his hand, he held an Eastern Continent-style horseman's blade.

Standing close by was a tall figure, towering at around six or seven meters. His shadow cast a large area in front.

This person's hair was loose, his eyes fierce, and his nose prominent. He wore golden armor, and in his hand, he held a huge hammer like a barrel. His entire body emanated an orange-red glow, clearly following the path of a sealed divine general.

It seemed that the destruction of the buildings outside and the damage along the way were caused by this person.

Mysteriously, a tiger-helmeted head lay on the ground, resembling the person standing nearby.

In a 16-19 book, a look at the unerring version!

"Brother, don't look. That's my head. It's embarrassing. The guy across sliced it off, and my face hit the ground with a slap."

Chen Chuan raised an eyebrow. It seemed there were originally two heads, and this unusual form had been cultivated to a deep level, no wonder he dared to charge in alone.

He looked at the speaker and said, "Are you okay, Hu Kan?"

Hu Kan didn't beat around the bush, "This guy is pretty strong. I can't hold him alone. I need your help, brother, to keep this going."

Chen Chuan didn't say more. He looked at the sword-wielding figure, "Okay, leave it to me."

Hu Kan added, "Be careful, brother. I'll take some medicine and join you soon. Be careful, his sword is powerful. It moves so fast, I can't keep up with my eyes..."

Chen Chuan walked straight ahead, passing the position where Hu Kan stood.

Hu Kan took a step back, and the light around him dissipated. Mist emerged from his body, and his armor fell piece by piece. He returned to his normal height.

He was a man in his thirties, with a crew cut, a hint of rogue charm on his face. He sat down on a broken Zen pillar and started searching for something nearby.

The Moon Cry Hermitage watched Chen Chuan approach but didn't rush to act. Instead, he held his sword and stood firm.

Chen Chuan walked straight up to twenty meters in front of him and stopped.

The Moon Cry Hermitage glanced at the Snow Lady Sword in Chen Chuan's hand and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Are you going to fight me with that sword?"

"I won't use it," Chen Chuan said, as a faint glow flickered on the sword sheath. He raised his hand and thrust the sword into the hard square bricks beneath his feet. Looking up, he said, "It has already witnessed one battle. Now, it's time for another."

The Moon Cry Hermitage glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Are you the one who fought Feng Heshou?"

Chen Chuan nodded, "It seems you won. Feng Heshou appears strong, but he's actually gentle. It's not surprising he made that decision, but though he seems to have preserved the heritage of the Wave Pavilion, from the moment he made that choice, there will no longer be a Wave Pavilion lineage in the distant seas."

"But in the future, many will learn the Wave Pavilion's sword techniques. Isn't this another form of succession? After all, it's a new era now. If you join the Linakses Federation, can you preserve everything you want?"

"Some things are beyond Dachun's reach," the Moon Cry Hermitage said.

Chen Chuan nodded, "I understand. Then let's end this conversation here." He looked at the other side, "Moon Cry Hermitage, are you ready?"

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(End of Chapter)

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