Chapter 136: Annihilating the Divine Martial Sect!

Primordial Saint Sect, Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea.

Thirty years ago, when Lu Yang first moved in, the immortal mountain was still lifeless. At this moment, however, it was bustling with noise and excitement, with disciples coming and going from inside and outside every minute and second.

This was all Patriarch Nether Whisper’s achievement.

During Lu Yang’s seclusion, he enthusiastically shouldered the mission of reviving the Shaman Ghost Dao. He recruited quite a few disciples, thus creating such momentum.

Now this immortal mountain also had a new name.

[Mount Nether Capital]

Although the re-established Shaman Ghost Dao was located inside the Saint Sect and wouldn’t attract another Golden Core sword qi slash, Patriarch Nether Whisper was truly scared.

So in the end, Patriarch Nether Whisper chose to “operate under a shell.” He changed the name and didn’t even dare to impart the Shaman Ghost Dao’s most precious Rank 3 True Technique. After all, that Rank 3 True Technique corresponded to the Dao Fruit [Wall-Top Earth], which was simply too easy to attract the hostility of that Perfected Lord from the Sword Pavilion.

Besides that, there was another matter giving Patriarch Nether Whisper a headache.

Just then, a beam of heavenly light suddenly fell from outside the cloud sea, shining into Mount Nether Capital. Finally, a luxuriously dressed young man walked out from it.

Almost simultaneously, Patriarch Nether Whisper sensed it in his heart and intercepted him together with Su Nü.

Seeing this, the newcomer raised his eyebrows slightly and said straightforwardly, “Where is Yuan Tu?”

Patriarch Nether Whisper shook his head. “Why is Fellow Daoist Yu so anxious? The Perfected One is currently in seclusion condensing his Life-Bound Divine Ability and cannot be disturbed. Please go back, Fellow Daoist.”

This was the matter, or rather the person, giving Patriarch Nether Whisper a headache.

This person was named Yu Shu, a Perfected One of the Saint Sect. It had been a hundred years since he attained the Dao, and it was said he was also a member of a large faction within the Saint Sect.

Starting ten years ago, this Perfected One found Mount Nether Capital and repeatedly demanded to meet Lu Yang. He was blocked back by Patriarch Nether Whisper every time. In just ten years, he came four times, each time more impatient than the last. Now was the fifth time, and judging by his expression, he probably couldn’t be stopped anymore.

“Condensing Life-Bound Divine Ability?”

Yu Shu glanced at the grand hall behind Patriarch Nether Whisper and frowned. “Is the Life-Bound Divine Ability so easy to condense? Let Yuan Tu come out of seclusion to meet me first.”

“I have important matters to discuss.”

Patriarch Nether Whisper now almost regarded Lu Yang as the only hope for the Shaman Ghost Dao, so how could he be willing? He immediately shook his head: “Please wait a few more years, Fellow Daoist Yu.”

As soon as these words came out, Yu Shu finally lost his patience.

“Wait a few more years? I’ve already waited ten years. Life-Bound Divine Ability depends entirely on comprehension. If one could break through just by going into seclusion, the world would be full of them!”

Thinking of himself as a noble descendant of the [Zou Yu], he broke through to Foundation Establishment more than eighty years ago. Yet until now, he had only barely recovered from the injuries sustained during the breakthrough. His Life-Bound Divine Ability was still far off in the indefinite future, let alone searching for Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends to break through to the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment. How could cultivation be that easy?

Moreover, his matter was undoubtedly more urgent.

It concerned whether [City Rampart Earth] could reappear in the mortal world, and whether his lineage could restore the glory of the [Zou Yu]. How could he waste time like this?

“Move aside.”

In the next second, Yu Shu stepped forward directly, intending to go find Lu Yang. However, as soon as he moved, Su Nü had already blocked his way.

“…A lowly maid holding a fake Foundation Establishment stature dares to block me?”

Yu Shu sneered. Shaking his body, clear light and brilliance immediately floated out from the top of his head, transforming into a light and shadow with a white body and black patterns, tiger body and lion head.

At the same time, the [Yama Hall] emerged behind Su Nü.

Boom!

The Dao Foundations of both sides collided, spiritual qi surging. Su Nü’s figure staggered, almost crashing to the ground. The [Yama Hall] already showed signs of decline.

Seeing this, Patriarch Nether Whisper frowned tightly. His figure flashed immediately, falling into the [Yama Hall]. Performing a hand seal, the Myriad Spirits Banner appeared in his hand. The banner flag fluttered in the wind. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals marched out in formation, enhancing the [Yama Hall]. For a time, Yin baleful ghost qi charged straight into the clouds and sky.

“Demons and monsters, petty Yin ghost Dao.”

Seeing this scene, the expression on Yu Shu’s face became increasingly dissatisfied. “How come Yuan Tu is surrounded by such filthy things? It lowers his status for nothing.”

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Nether Whisper instantly revealed a look of anger.

He didn’t mind Yu Shu belittling him personally. Cultivating for a thousand years, he had long been indifferent to honor and disgrace. What truly angered him was Yu Shu’s last sentence.

“My Shaman Ghost Dao is a petty Yin ghost Dao?”

Patriarch Nether Whisper sneered. A trace of chill suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then the hand seal in his hand changed, seemingly about to unleash some powerful method.

However, in the next second, he was slightly stunned again.

Immediately afterward, Patriarch Nether Whisper dispersed the hand seal in his hand and said indifferently, “Fellow Daoist should leave quickly, otherwise it won’t look good later.”

Yu Shu sneered. “Leave? If I don’t see Yuan Tu today, I will absolutely not leave…”

Before his voice could fade, suddenly the world spun, stars moved and things changed. The surrounding scenery collapsed with a boom, replaced by an unfathomable void darkness.

When Yu Shu came back to his senses, he found that at some point, he had landed in an empty grand hall. Su Nü and Patriarch Nether Whisper, who were fighting him just now, had long restrained their auras and were standing quietly beside a prayer mat. On the prayer mat sat a handsome young Daoist.

The person had handsome features and elegant eyebrows, with an amiable smile on his face.

Clearly, no aura emerged, yet the feeling he gave Yu Shu was still as vast and heavy as mountains and seas. Between his glances, he displayed a graceful elegance.

However, the most wondrous thing was the center of that person’s eyebrows.

A round light mark was carved right in the middle of his eyebrows. At first glance, it wasn’t peculiar. However, when Yu Shu looked closely, his eyes were filled with blazing white brilliance.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Shu shed scalding hot tears.

“You!?”

Yu Shu subconsciously took a step back. Circulating his spiritual power, he dispelled the white light in his eyes, daring not look at Lu Yang’s eyebrow center again. His face showed an incredulous look.

This isn’t right!

A Perfected One who has only been in Foundation Establishment for thirty years—even with a perfect Foundation Establishment and no need to waste time healing injuries—shouldn’t have such wondrous means!

Thinking of this, Yu Shu’s pupils shrank abruptly. “You condensed your Life-Bound Divine Ability?”

“Fellow Daoist has already seen me.” Lu Yang looked calm, ignoring Yu Shu. He just tapped his fingertips lightly and said casually, “Take care; I won’t see you out.”

Yu Shu’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this. “Wait…”

In the next second, blazing white majestic light drowned his vision. Only then did he realize belatedly— Lu Yang wasn’t discussing with him at all; he actually attacked directly!

Boom!

After a loud explosion, Yu Shu’s figure disappeared in the brilliance, like sparks blown out by a fierce wind, without raising the slightest ripple.

A Foundation Establishment Perfected One naturally couldn’t be killed that easily. However, being sent away by this Life-Bound Divine Ability, don’t think about coming back in a short time.

Only at this moment did Lu Yang turn around to look at the other side of the grand hall.

And there, at some point, an extra prayer mat had appeared. Sitting on the prayer mat was a young man with a gloomy expression, looking at Lu Yang with amazement.

“Greetings, Senior Brother Yin Shan.” Lu Yang cupped his hands.

“Greetings, Junior Brother Yuan Tu.”

Perfected One Yin Shan didn’t neglect courtesy and likewise cupped his hands in return. Then he examined Lu Yang carefully, a bit of emotion and envy revealing in the depths of his eyes:

“Junior Brother possesses outstanding natural talent. Condensing the Life-Bound Divine Ability in just thirty years, breaking through to the Middle Stage is already in sight.”

“I cannot compare to Senior Brother.”

Lu Yang shook his head. “From Foundation Establishment to advancing your cultivation further today, Senior Brother only spent a few decades, which is even faster than Junior Brother.”

“I am different…”

Perfected One Yin Shan shook his head and sighed, but said no more, nor did he ask Lu Yang exactly what kind of Life-Bound Divine Ability he had condensed. Immediately, he changed the subject:

“…Since Junior Brother has achieved success, you happen to be in time for a recent major event. Senior Brother Chong Guang’s painstaking efforts were not in vain.”

“Oh? What matter?” Lu Yang asked curiously.

“The matter of the Divine Martial Sect in the Northern Frontier.”

Perfected One Yin Shan’s voice returned to calm, but a trace of killing intent revealed in his words: “Boiling the frog in warm water; having simmered for thirty years, it’s time to serve it on the table and share the meal.”

“Thirty years ago, we besieged and killed the Sect Master of the Divine Martial Sect at Skull Mountain.”

“Of the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Divine Martial Sect, only a scattered two or three escaped back to the Northern Frontier, and all with severe injuries hard to heal. It was kept for thirty years only to train disciples.”

“Now it can serve perfectly as Junior Brother’s whetstone.”

“Senior Brother Chong Guang has already won the opportunity for you, letting you preside over the suppression and extermination of the Divine Martial Sect. How much merit and qi destiny you can seize depends entirely on your ability, Junior Brother.”

“If it goes smoothly and you accumulate enough qi destiny and merit in one go, Junior Brother, you can go out to seek a Heavenly Spirit or Earthly Fiend, planning for breaking through to the Middle Stage in the future!”

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