History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

by 八月飞鹰, Ba Yue Fei Ying, August Eagle

  Therefore, he himself also had to make a prompt decision.

  “The core of the formation lies within the grounds of the royal palace,” Zhao Shicheng promptly strode out.

  As they did not have the ability to defeat Broad Creed Mountain decisively within a short period, even if the Sacred Sun Clan wrested control of the Eastern Tang now, they would still have to face Broad Creed Mountain’s retaliatory actions.

  The Eastern Tang Kingdom was destined to become the core region which both sides fought to and fro over.

  Rather than sitting there waiting for death, with his situation becoming more and more precarious, he might as well go all out in resistance.

  At the end of the day, Zhao Shilie was not happy always being placed lower than his brother.

  Of the three Martial Grandmasters experts of the Eastern Tang, other than their King Zhao Shicheng and Prince Jin Zhao Shilie, there was also a Prince who was even more senior than them.

  This old man, who was of one mind with Zhao Shicheng, was currently in charge of watching over the core of the formation.

  The abnormalities in the formation having caused Zhao Shicheng to be injured and then trapped was something that he already knew of, a piece of top secret information which he had brooded over.

  But when the old Prince saw Zhao Shilie appear, his worst predictions were immediately proven to be true, “Shilie.”

  “Royal Uncle, I will be offending you,” After their encounter, Zhao Shilie didn’t waste any time on words, immediately making his move.

  The old Prince sighed, before moving to block Zhao Shilie.

  The martial practitioners under them also broke into a melee.

  From the view of the outside world, Jingyang City’s grand formation being shaken also had the feeling of being buffeted by the wind and the rain.

  In the Sealing Dragon Abyss with its diffused black fog, within the depths of the canyon, was a mass of light which enveloped a distance of a thousand feet all around.

  Within the area that the light enveloped, there were rows of radiant spirit patterns flickering about on the ground.

  The spirit patterns intersected and crossed, outlining a gigantic formation array that resembled the Eastern Tang’s Jingyang City grand formation, only that its scale was a lot smaller.

  Outside of the area that the formation enveloped, it was a tempestuous scene inside of the Sealing Dragon Abyss.

  The remnant shockwaves from the clash between the martial practitioners of the two Sacred Grounds made the formation look like it was ready to collapse at any moment.

  In the core area where all the spirit patterns intersected, the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, Zhao Shilie, lay unconscious.

  From his body extended a massive pillar of black qi, within which there was a red glow flickering.

  The black qi extended far away, clashing with the formation, its other end extending far into the abyss beneath.

  It was like a ferocious black python, biting onto Zhao Shicheng’s body.

  The group of Eastern Tang martial practitioners by Zhao Shicheng’s side crowded by him, on one hand barely sustaining the formation, on the other trying to cut off the black qi, in their attempt to rescuing their liege from this perilous situation.

  Now, the formation seemed as though it had been stirred up by something, the rows of spirit patterns distorting violently.

  Affected by the formation, the body of the unconscious Zhao Shicheng suddenly shuddered.

  A line of jet-black blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth.

  “Your Majesty!” Everyone was shocked.

  Avoiding the massive stones above his head that frequently fell, Yan Zhaoge broke through the black qi, before finally nearing the formation.

  The first thing he saw was the formation shuddering, and Zhao Shicheng vomiting out blood.

  Yan Zhaoge knit his brows, “As expected, something’s gone wrong over at Jingyang City.”

  Seeing that people from Broad Creed Mountain had come over to assist, the Eastern Tang martial practitioners were momentarily overjoyed.

  But when they saw that it was only Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu, their faces instantly filled with disappointment.

  If they wanted to break off the black qi pillar, a Martial Grandmaster would be needed.

  From outside the formation, the battling Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners now also discovered that someone was nearing Zhao Shicheng’s group.

  At this moment, the black fog suddenly cleared as a golden light flickered. It was like a sun had descended upon the infinite abyss, completely illuminating the surrounding darkness.

  A terrifying golden light fell directly towards Yan Zhaoge.

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  The terrifying golden sword-light, resembling a huge sun tilted towards the west, hacked down directly towards Yan Zhaoge’s head.

  However, another terrifying sword-qi that seemed as though it could chop through anything caused the surrounding wind and clouds to surge as it chopped up diagonally, blocking that golden sword-light.

  Not looking up at all, Yan Zhaoge entered the guardian formation, directly rushing towards the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, Zhao Shicheng.

  The Heaven-Thwarting Mantra which had been lost in the Eight Extremities World following the Great Calamity was now displayed by him.

  The Vortex Reversal Technique was rotated at its maximum, the dragon-like aura-qi within his body surging.

  This time, it was not guiding the black, foglike chaotic streams of baleful qi into his body like in his cultivation session before.

  Instead, it was completely utilised outside of his body as Yan Zhaoge hacked out with his palm, looking as though he was wielding a large blade as he chopped towards that black qi pillar that was drawing Zhao Shicheng towards it.

  As it landed, the black qi pillar instantly began distorting violently.

  It was like it was a huge snake which possessed true life; having been injured by a sword blow, it thrashed its thick body about in pain.

  Where the blow had landed, the black qi pillar had obviously thinned out, as though a sizeable wound had been inflicted on it.

  “How did he do that?” The Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners looked like they had all just seen a ghost.

  Yan Zhaoge did not have time to waste on pleasantries. Using his palm as a blade, he landed a few consecutive palms on the same position.

  The black qi pillar shuddered violently before finally breaking apart with a loud boom.

  A portion of it was swiftly retracted into the abyss, while some of it was infused into Zhao Shicheng’s body.

  Zhao Shicheng’s body shuddered once again, blood once again trickling from the corner of his mouth. However, without the pull of the black qi, they could now finally take him out of Sealing Dragon Abyss.

  While the Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners where shocked by Yan Zhaoge’s performance, they knew that now was not the time for unnecessary words. They hurriedly protected Zhao Shicheng as they began retreating from the Sealing Dragon Abyss.

  The tempest above him was much more intense. The Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners began trying to break through and head downwards, while the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners counterattacked unceasingly.

  The East Rising Lord’s moves became wilder and more unrestrained.

  With a few West-tilting Heaven Incinerating Blades, it was as though the entire Sealing Dragon Abyss was going to be destroyed all at once, leaving everyone buried.

  The Elder Qin whose personality was like a raging fire was, conversely, calm and composed at this time, not aiming for merit but at least not trying to make a mistake.

  He carefully received the East Rising Lord’s every move, ensuring that Yan Zhaoge, Zhao Shicheng and the rest would have the time to retreat.

  Yan Zhaoge accompanied the Eastern Tang
martial practitioners in escorting Zhao Shicheng out of this place.

  The current situation was still rather disadvantageous for himself and for Broad Creed Mountain, with Zhao Shicheng having been heavily injured. Even if he could be saved from the Sealing Dragon Abyss, it was still unknown whether he would be able to deal with such a massive turn of events.

  “There’s something wrong; what kind of smell is this?”

  As he walked, Yan Zhaoge suddenly frowned. He came up to Zhao Shicheng’s side, giving a careful sniff.

  “The pollen of the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass,” Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes, “Usually colourless and odourless, only emitting such a smell when in contact with the Sealing Dragon Abyss’s chaotic streams of baleful qi.”

  The Eastern Tang martial practitioners beside Yan Zhaoge looked at him quizzically.

  Yan Zhaoge pinched the corner of his forehead, “As expected, Infinite Boundless Mountain has stuck its nose in.”

  The Eastern Tang had alchemy as its tradition; the King of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, Zhao Shicheng himself was one of the top three alchemists in the lands of the Eastern Tang.

  Even he had not noticed any abnormalities on himself; it was therefore only natural that the other Eastern Tang martial practitioners were unaware of it as well.

  In the dao of alchemy, amongst the Sacred Grounds, Infinite Boundless Mountain leaned towards the weaker side; the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass had also never been produced in the Mountain Domain before.

  “Zhao Hao,” Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes.

  Such an unorthodox medicinal knowledge, in the lands of the Eastern Tang, should only be known by one other person other than himself, and that was Zhao Hao.

  With Zhao Hao’s current cultivation, he naturally couldn’t smell it from a long distance away.

  However, he could instruct Martial Grandmaster experts of Infinite Boundless Mountain to track Zhao Shicheng through that smell.

  If the other side really was led by a Martial Grandmaster, their speed would definitely be higher than that of his own party.

  In the situation where their movements were exposed, pure running would not be able to let them get away.

  “Ah Hu, catch a fast-moving demonic beast here; I want a live one,” Yan Zhaoge commanded.

  Not asking for the reason, Ah Hu immediately executed what was asked of him.

  Not having the time to care about whether or not he was being rude, Yan Zhaoge directly stripped off Zhao Shicheng’s outer robe and tied it on the demonic beast’s body, before letting it run free.

  “We cannot stop; continue moving forward,” Yan Zhaoge said, “Even without his outer robe, Uncle Zhao still has the fragrance of the pollen of the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass on him.”

  “As soon as we stop, we will be exposed.”

  The party continued on their way, but the quaking within the Sealing Dragon Abyss at this moment was becoming more and more pronounced by the second, as though the very heavens were collapsing and the very earth splitting apart.

  “His Majesty’s condition is getting worse and worse,” As they walked, an Eastern Tang martial practitioner said in a grave tone.

  Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly. Going up to check, he saw that Zhao Shicheng’s face had turned black, a green qi and a red qi repeatedly flashing.

  While he was currently unconscious, his body’s Profound Art was rotating on its own as it withstood the invading baleful qi.

  Both sides clashed unceasingly, affected by the quaking in the outside world, to the point where it seemed like he was in danger of undergoing cultivation deviation.

  At this time, continuing to bring him forward would conversely be speeding him towards his death.

  Even though the Eastern Tang Kingdom had a Xiantian Martial Scholar expert here, standing guard over their liege with their aura-qi, it would be hard to ensure his safety-the situation before them in the Sealing Dragon Abyss seemed like a scene from the end of the world.

  Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath, “Since he can’t continue moving, let’s just compete with the other side in the area of buying time.”

  “Put down Uncle Zhao; I will assist him in recovering.”

  Because of Yan Zhaoge’s repeated miraculous performances earlier as well as the Yan Family’s close relationship with Zhao Shicheng, faced with this situation, the Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners chose to believe in Yan Zhaoge.

  The Xiantian Martial Scholar expert immediately came forward to help.

  Yan Zhaoge placed one of his palms on Zhao Shicheng’s chest and the other on his back, as he began circulating the Heaven-Thwarting Mantra, assisting Zhao Shicheng in guiding and expelling the chaotic streams of baleful qi within his body.

  Ah Hu and the others guarded closely by Yan Zhaoge’s and Zhao Shicheng’s sides.

  At this moment, his entire face filled with earnestness, the gaze with which Ah Hu looked at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng faintly contained a sense of worry.

  Luckily, as time passed, Zhao Shicheng’s condition gradually stabilised. Seeing this, everyone’s faces filled with joy.

  However, the formation with Zhao Shicheng sustaining it as its core was becoming more and more unstable by the second.

  Obviously, the situation over at Jingyang City was not something to be optimistic about.

  Now, Ah Hu and the others frowned simultaneously, as the faraway black fog parted and a group of martial practitioners appeared.

  The people who had come were garbed fully in black, precisely the appearance of Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioners.

  Leading them was actually a Xiantian Martial Scholar. Beside him stood a youth, none other than Zhao Hao himself.

  Glancing at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng, Zhao Hao’s gaze was distant and deep, “You were able to detect the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass pollen?”

  “Luckily, upon getting close enough, even a Xiantian Martial Scholar will be able to barely discern its smell. Otherwise, we would really have fallen for your ‘Cicada Casting Off Skin’ trick.”

  That Infinite Boundless Mountain Xiantian Martial Scholar said mildly, “Currently, King Zhao is not merely lightly injured; his body has been invaded by the Sealing Dragon Abyss’s baleful qi.”

  “If the treatment is wrong, it would instead be putting his life at risk.”

  “In this kind of situation, it would be better for Martial Scholars not to make a move. Our clan’s Martial Grandmaster, Elder He, will be arriving at any moment. Him helping to treat King Zhao’s injuries-that is the way it should naturally be.”

  He took a stride forward, “Saving a life is like extinguishing a fire; the earlier the better, and best not delayed. Just directly hand the person over to us.”

  Zhao Hao did not look at Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu, instead staring at the other Eastern Tang Kingdom martial practitioners, “If the time for treatment is delayed, Royal Father’s life might be lost.”

  “This responsibility-which of you can bear it?”

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  Faced with Zhao Hao, the leading Eastern Tang martial practitioner did not shrink back.

  “Sixteenth Prince, if this lowly subject does not remember wrongly, Your Majesty has ordered that you remain guarding Jingyang City. If no royal decree is given, you are not to leave.”

  “Now, however, why have you appeared here?”

  Hearing his words, Zhao Hao was not angered, as he just said mildly, “Naturally, it’s because I was worried about Royal Father’s condition.”

  “I am proficient in medicine and alchemy; you should be aware of this as well.”

  That Eastern Tang Kingdom faced him head-on, “So you dared to risk universal condemnation and leave behind medicinal powder on His Majesty’s body in order to track him?”

  His hands behind his back, Zhao Hao’s expression did not change, “Do not speak nonsense; I only recognised
the smell of the Hundred Spirit Ghost Grass pollen, and do not know how it came to appear on Royal Father’s body.”

  “However, now does not seem to be the time to be quibbling over such inconsequential matters.”

  He glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng, “Saving Royal Father’s life is the most important thing, as you should well know. It cannot be delayed.”

  The Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioner beside him said in a deep tone, “We will be offending you.”

  Saying thus, the group of Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioners rushed up towards the group from the Eastern Tang.

  Infinite Boundless Mountain had strength in its numerical advantage, and its martial practitioners were also superior whilst at the same cultivation level.

  Even with the formation guarding them, the Eastern Tang’s side felt extremely pressured.

  With Zhao Shicheng unconscious, chaos having erupted back in Jingyang City and the black fog invading outside the Sealing Dragon Abyss, the formation guarding them had already become somewhat weak.

  The two Infinite Boundless Mountain Xiantian Martial Scholars went on ahead to keep the formation at bay, while the other Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioners began jostling into the formation.

  The Xiantian Martial Scholar of the Eastern Tang had originally been assisting Yan Zhaoge in treating Zhao Shicheng.

  As this moment, seeing the situation, he could only stop temporarily, getting ready to stand up and face the enemy.

  But before he could move, two sounds of ‘Peng’, ‘Peng’ landed by his ear.

  A large man stood in front of the group, directly flinging two Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioners, one in each hand, away from them.

  Ah Hu stood there, looking as though nothing had happened.

  He looked at the other side’s people, grinning, “With my Young Master here, your presence is not required. Please return.”

  Seeing Ah Hu make his move, an Infinite Boundless Mountain Xiantian Martial Scholar’s gaze turned severe.