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Chapter 88: Three Thousand Years of Scenery
Chapter 88: Three Thousand Years of Scenery
"Unyielding Blade Intent!"
"This is the true intent of a Grandmaster!"
"It seems this person is not just a Minor Grandmaster, but a Near-Grandmaster!"
Ouyang Lie’s expression was unusually solemn.
While both Minor Grandmasters and Near-Grandmasters involve the word "Grandmaster," the former cannot compare to the latter.
Near-Grandmaster!
Only those who have comprehended the true intent of a Grandmaster can be called Near-Grandmasters.
Such a powerhouse has almost godlike combat prowess, and even a regular Grandmaster might not be much stronger.
Hearing Ouyang Lie’s words, the others also changed their expressions.
"Lord Sect, do you mean that person has already grasped the true intent of a Grandmaster?"
"Near-Grandmaster... Guangyang Prefecture hasn’t had a powerhouse of this level for many years!"
"If such an existence were to break through to the Grandmaster realm, they could likely achieve True Intent Grandmaster in one breath—"
Even the peak leaders like Guxin and Zhuming were now visibly shocked.
Grandmaster!
There are distinctions even among Grandmasters.
A Grandmaster who hasn’t comprehended the true intent of a Grandmaster is only considered a regular Grandmaster.
But even such a regular Grandmaster can only be matched by the top-tier Spirit Control Realm sorcerers.
If a Grandmaster comprehends the true intent, they can be called a True Intent Grandmaster.
True Intent Grandmaster.
This rank is above regular Grandmasters.
Such an existence.
Can only be dealt with by sorcerers above the Spirit Control Realm.
However, comprehending true intent is already difficult, and elevating it to the Grandmaster level is even harder.
But now, Gu Qingfeng has already comprehended the true intent of a Grandmaster. If he were to truly ascend to the Grandmaster realm, he would directly become a True Intent Grandmaster.
Not to mention Guangyang Prefecture, even in the entire Taishan County, the number of Grandmasters is few, and True Intent Grandmasters are rarer still.
"This person must not be allowed to live. If he ascends to the True Intent Grandmaster realm, our Crimson Flame Sect will be in grave trouble!"
Guxin’s face was filled with murderous intent.
The death of Wen Jiao didn’t concern him much initially, but now that he knew Gu Qingfeng’s strength, fear had taken root in his heart.
Such a powerhouse.
If not dealt with early,
If he were to break through to the Grandmaster realm, would there be any hope for the Crimson Flame Sect?
Ouyang Lie stood up, the wound on his palm already healed, and his expression returned to its usual coldness.
"To slay a Near-Grandmaster, our Crimson Flame Sect must pay a great price. Even if I were to act now, I have no guarantee of completely eliminating this person.
If we all attack together, how many of you will have to sacrifice yourselves?"
Ouyang Lie’s words made Guxin’s expression stiffen, and the others also unconsciously grew solemn.
As the other party said, to slay a Near-Grandmaster, a tremendous price must be paid.
"The Great Mystical Dynasty is already in decline, and heroes are rising across the land. If our Crimson Flame Sect suffers heavy losses at this time, the next moment might bring the swords of other sects and noble families.
Therefore, this matter must be carefully considered!"
Ouyang Lie paused for a moment before continuing.
"So, the issue of Wen Jiao can be put aside for now. This is not the time to engage in a life-or-death struggle with a Near-Grandmaster."
"As for that person advancing to the True Intent Grandmaster realm, it won’t happen in a short time. The difficulty of the Five Realms of Organ Refinement is well known to all."
"Without achieving the Five Realms of Organ Refinement, how can one have the qualifications to challenge the Grandmaster realm."
“Besides, many martial geniuses spend decades, even centuries, to break through the fifth realm of the Visceral Refinement stage. As long as this person doesn’t become a Grandmaster, he won’t pose a significant threat to our Crimson Flame Sect.”
“And by the time he achieves Grandmaster status, our Crimson Flame Sect might already have a top-tier Spiritmaster, or even someone beyond that level!”
His words hung in the air.
The grand hall fell into a sudden silence.
Everyone understood Owen Ryder’s intentions.
At this moment,
Zhu Ming took a deep breath and nodded, “The Sect Leader is right. In this chaotic era, it’s the perfect time for us to rise.”
“During the last great shift of power, when the Qianlong Dynasty fell, many thousand-year-old families seized the opportunity and advanced to even greater heights.”
“Now, with the end of another dynasty approaching, the world is in flux. Our Crimson Flame Sect can seize this opportunity to become an ancient sect that will last for ten thousand years!”
The previous Qianlong Dynasty ruled for three thousand six hundred years.
The Tai Xuan Dynasty has been in power for three thousand years as well.
For a dynasty, three thousand years is a full cycle. Few have lasted more than four thousand years.
Therefore,
Waiting for a chaotic era to arrive is no easy task.
Even with the long lifespans of sorcerers, ordinary sorcerers are far from truly immortal.
Three thousand years is enough to turn many sorcerers to dust.
Even Spiritmasters only have a lifespan of eight hundred years.
Only by breaking through the Spiritmaster stage and reaching a higher level can one achieve a lifespan of over a thousand years.
Without the opportunity of a dynasty’s end and the world’s flux, it is incredibly difficult for sects and families to advance further.
Thus,
When Zhu Ming finished speaking, many people had already formed their thoughts.
The remaining elders of Crimson Flame Peak, though reluctant, were now helpless.
—
Outside the ancient city, the army was encamped. Between the army and the city, the ground was littered with corpses, and the city walls were stained with fresh blood, indicating a recent and intense battle.
In the main camp of the Divine Martial Army,
Peyton Jing looked at the secret message in his hand, his expression serious.
“A half-step Grandmaster!”
“This person has hidden his strength very well!”
The secret message contained information about Kuin Quinlan.
Peyton Jing had almost forgotten about Kuin Quinlan, as the original Gu Family was merely a clan founded by a Blood Refinement martial artist, insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
Earlier, when his Blackguard failed to recruit Kuin Quinlan, and a Captain fell in the process, Peyton Jing was somewhat angry but didn’t pay it much mind.
He had planned to destroy the Gu Family after taking control of Guangyang Prefecture.
But he hadn’t expected that
In such a short time,
A mere Blood Refinement ant, who could have been crushed easily, had now become a half-step Grandmaster.
The Overlord Saber, Kuin Quinlan!
Even Peyton Jing, upon receiving this news, couldn’t help but be surprised.
He knew all too well what a half-step Grandmaster meant, as he himself was a Congenital Grandmaster but had yet to fully grasp the Grandmaster’s True Intent.
The difficulty in grasping the Grandmaster’s True Intent was immense, and even with Peyton Jing’s talent, it was no easy feat.
Now, someone who wasn’t even a Grandmaster had already cultivated the Grandmaster’s True Intent.
Such a person couldn’t be ignored.
“If I can bring this person under my control, it will be a tremendous asset!”
(End of Chapter)
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