Chapter 139: Clearing the World with One Sweep of the Sleeve
Northern Frontier, Skull Mountain Market.
Inside a high-rise building located at the center of the market, Zhao Xuhe pushed open the door of the quiet room and paced out. The arrogance and recklessness of his youth had already completely dissipated.
Time is indeed the thing that tempers people the most.
Not to mention that previously at Skull Mountain, after Zhao Xuhe replaced Lu Yang’s position, he was also baited by Perfected One Yin Shan and had thirty years of merit and qi destiny shaved off.
For this reason, he had to go into seclusion for thirty years, just like Lu Yang in the past.
After thirty years of bitter cultivation, Zhao Xuhe had long since shed his past appearance and also cultivated a Great Divine Ability. Now he was also a cultivator possessing stature.
However, there was not a trace of joy on Zhao Xuhe’s face; it was even ugly to the extreme… Because when he also possessed stature and cleansed his true body with the Great Divine Ability, he immediately discovered something wrong about the past—his memories belonging to “Perfected One Coiled Dragon” were out of place with his other memories!
“Is it really a past life?”
Zhao Xuhe looked solemn: “Or did a Perfected One do something to me at that time? exactly how much of my memory is true and how much is false?”
Just thinking about it made Zhao Xuhe feel cold all over.
And his suspicion fell on the Heaven-Mending Peak Master first. After all, in his view, that naturally evil old ghost had plenty of motivation.
“Previously, he kept trying to match me up with his daughter.”
“Clearly, what he valued was the Nine Transformations Dragon Art, not me personally… Just don’t know why, in recent decades, he has rarely come to see me instead.”
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuhe was somewhat confused again, unable to figure out the change in the Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s attitude. It was as if there was another manipulator behind this, only his level was too low to see clearly… However, soon he pulled himself together again, revealing vigorous ambition in his eyes.
“No matter what, as long as I reach Foundation Establishment, everything will get better.”
“And to reach Foundation Establishment, I must take the lead in this great battle with the Divine Martial Sect. Only in this way can I gain the regard and support of the stationed Perfected One…”
Just then, an escaping light suddenly flew over.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuhe instantly revealed a look of excitement and hurriedly stepped forward: “Senior Brother Yuanchun, is there news from the Divine Martial Sect in the Northern Frontier?”
The escaping light parted, and a heroic young man walked out. It was precisely Lu Yuanchun.
“Not news from the Divine Martial Sect.”
He looked solemn and whispered, “It’s news Master sent from the Saint Sect… A Perfected One has come from the Saint Sect and wants to thoroughly annihilate the Divine Martial Sect!”
Zhao Xuhe was slightly shocked upon hearing this. “Which Perfected One is it?”
“Don’t know… Said to be newly promoted in these years. Not small Divine Abilities, and a very big background. It was Senior Uncle Chong Guang who pushed aside all objections and personally recommended him for the position.”
“This annihilation of the Divine Martial Sect will be led by that Perfected One, overseeing the overall situation. In addition, there are three Saint Sect Perfected Ones assisting. It is said they have already set off. With the speed of a Perfected One, they will probably arrive at Skull Mountain any moment. We can’t let the Divine Martial Sect disciples surround the market anymore!”
Speaking of this, both revealed worried looks.
Because life in the Skull Mountain Market hadn’t been easy recently.
About three to five years ago, a Direct Disciple of the Divine Martial Sect led his subordinates and surrounded the entire market, forcing them to rely on the formation for self-protection.
However, soon Zhao Xuhe revealed a look of excitement: “Senior Brother, rest assured. This time I have refined a Great Divine Ability; I can very well fight that person again…”
Before Zhao Xuhe’s voice fell, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the market.
Rumble!
For a time, the entire market shook. Zhao Xuhe and Lu Yuanchun hurriedly appeared to check, only to see a heroic young man standing with a spear outside the market.
The young man overlooked the market with sharp eyes and laughed loudly: “Is this the disciple of the Primordial Saint Sect? Doesn’t look like much. Just a few big and small turtles relying on this turtle shell to block me. If you have the ability, come out; I’ll fight you with one hand!”
“…Ouyang Haoze!”
Zhao Xuhe clenched his steel teeth tightly. This Divine Martial Sect Direct Disciple wasn’t that formidable a few years ago, but in the last few years, he seemed to have cultivated a Great Divine Ability of the Divine Martial Sect.
In this way, he immediately widened the gap with them.
If not for this, the market wouldn’t have been surrounded by him for three to five years. If the Saint Sect Perfected One saw this, wouldn’t he blame them for handling matters poorly?
Word getting out would make people think the Divine Martial Sect was beating the Saint Sect into retreat!
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuhe stood up immediately: “Senior Brother, please hold the line for me. I’ll go meet Ouyang Haoze right now and make sure to lift the siege of the market…”
Before his voice fell, Zhao Xuhe was stunned, because Lu Yuanchun in front of him suddenly revealed a terrified expression as if seeing a ghost for some reason. His teeth chattered, and his eyes stared straight behind him. Centered on the two of them, only three breathing sounds remained in the surroundings.
Hmm? Three?
“Ambitious.”
Laughter came from behind. In an instant, Zhao Xuhe’s hair stood on end. Finally realizing belatedly, he stiffly turned his head and finally saw the person who came.
That was a handsome and elegant young man.
Wearing a Daoist robe, with a point of round light at the center of his eyebrows. At first glance, he looked ordinary, but when spiritual consciousness swept over, there was nothing there, as if he didn’t exist!
“Disciple greets the Perfected One!”
Without any hesitation, Zhao Xuhe knelt directly on both knees and knocked his head heavily. Lu Yuanchun beside him had knelt down even earlier.
“Rise.”
Lu Yang smiled slightly, then looked at Ouyang Haoze still clamoring outside the market and said, “It’s noisy here. Wait for me to quiet down the outside first.”
Having said that, he raised his palm and pressed down on the void, as if wiping something away.
Meanwhile, outside the market, Ouyang Haoze was full of ambition, feeling that the Primordial Saint Sect actually had a hard time living up to its reputation and wasn’t that impressive.
“The Perfected Ones in the sect are still too conservative, and too timid, fearing this and that all day. Don’t know why… How can they manage the Divine Martial Sect well like this? When I reach Foundation Establishment in the future, I will definitely sweep away the corrupt atmosphere of the sect, advancing southward to have a good fight with the Perfected Ones of the Primordial Saint Sect!”
Suddenly, a gust of clear wind blew past.
Until this moment, Ouyang Haoze still had a smile on his face, letting the clear wind blow through his body, soul, and even turn into a wisp of scattering dust.
Besides him, there were all the Divine Martial Sect disciples behind him.
Without any warning, nor raising the slightest ripple, all turned into powder in the wind, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.
Heaven and earth were cleared at once.
However, in the next second, a voice angry to the extreme exploded above the dome of heaven— “Bastard! A Foundation Establishment Perfected One actually attacked juniors?”
The sound was like thunder, rolling and majestic.
Meanwhile, inside the market, Lu Yang laughed loudly: “Fellow Daoist is wrong.”
“This humble one is still young, not yet eighty years old. Strictly speaking, I am much younger than these disciples of yours. How can it count as attacking juniors?”
As his voice fell, he deployed his spiritual power, transforming into an escaping light straight into the dome of heaven.
Suddenly, a blazing sun rose in the clouds. Rolling blood qi burned half the sky crimson red, revealing a burly, strong man.
With beard and hair bristling and a ferocious face, rather than a cultivator or a Daoist, he looked more like a mortal martial general. He even held a golden hammer in his hand, currently glaring angrily at Lu Yang: “Fellow Daoist is already Foundation Establishment, having cut off mortal ties. Now attacking Qi Refining cultivators, don’t you feel it degrades your status?”
Lu Yang sneered: “In the Saint Sect, we generally call it efficiency.”
Seeing Lu Yang’s attitude, anger instantly arose in the newcomer’s heart: “With this move, it seems the Primordial Saint Sect really wants to break the net with the fish dying against my Divine Martial Sect?”
“Fellow Daoist misunderstands; how could the net break with the fish dying?”
Lu Yang shook his head, still smiling on his face, but there was absolutely no smile in his eyes, only coldness and indifference: “It’s the Divine Martial Sect wanting to strike a stone with an egg.”
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