It was even to the point where perhaps being too concerned with the target of his protection, the defending party might instead reveal some flaws in his own defence which could easily be taken advantage of by the enemy, causing himself too to be sacrificed.
At that point, the guardian and the guarded could only become fresh meat on the chopping board at the hands of their enemy, unable to do anything but wallow in hatred.
Still, that emaciated Elder was still completely at ease, neither hurried nor impatient, “Having appeared here today, this old man naturally has the confidence to protect the disciples of my clan with my own power.”
“If there’s more of you, I still wouldn’t dare to say it; but if there’s only you, then, of course.”
As he said this, he crossed his palms, both of their surfaces turning a faint gold.
Countless palm shadows began spreading outwards to envelop all directions, golden streams of light intertwining high in mid-air as they resembled numerous golden ropes, trapping the heavens and imprisoning the earth.
As the Heaven Striking Palm of that Sacred Sun Clan Elder descended, it was surrounded and trapped by those numerous golden ropes.
The power of the extremely fierce and unyielding palm strike was constantly whittled down by that extremely soft and gentle yet also extremely tough power, temporarily unable to break free.
“Golden Curtain Palm?” the one-eyed Elder’s eyebrows instantly stood on end.
The martial art his opponent was currently displaying was precisely Broad Creed Mountain’s direct lineage martial art, the Golden Curtain Palm of the Eight Extreme Arts.
Looking on from the side, Yan Zhaoge also nodded his head, thinking, “It’s almost reached the point of perfection.”
While in the Sealing Dragon Abyss, Yan Zhaoge had also seen Elder Kong unleash this martial art, and in an even more profound and unpredictable manner at that. However, that should mostly be attributed to him being at a higher level of cultivation.
In terms of attainment in the Golden Curtain Palm, this emaciated Elder should already at the peak amongst those at the same cultivation level.
Just after the emaciated Elder unleashed the Golden Curtain Palm, his figure abruptly shook, turning ethereal as he began moving quickly and agilely like the wind.
This was actually yet another of the Eight Extreme Arts, the Wind Fire Calamities.
Exerting power with the calamity of fire, moving about like the calamity of wind.
At this moment, the emaciated Elder had even completely sealed off all the routes through which his opponent could launch a sneak attack with a Leap of the Rising Sun.
That Sacred Sun Clan Elder was angered to the point of steam rising up from his forehead.
Although the other party’s strength was similar to his, his way of fighting was soft and flexible to the extreme, causing him to have strength but be unable to exert it.
It would be difficult for the emaciated Elder to defeat him, but similarly, he too had no way to break through his defences.
Let alone securing a victory, even if he wanted to go deal with Yan Zhaoge and the others, he could only stare at them helplessly for now.
“Zhaoge, all of you leave this place first,” the emaciated Elder said mildly whilst also in the midst of breaking up his opponent’s attacks.
Yan Zhaoge and the others immediately retreated. When two Martial Grandmasters did not hold back and fought with all their might, just the resultant shockwaves alone would be able to sweep over and destroy the entire surrounding area.
But they had not gone far when a hot-tempered voice suddenly resounded, shocking the ears to the point of them wanting to go deaf, “You’re going nowhere!”
Hearing this voice, Yan Zhaoge instinctively raised his brows.
“The Ghost Hatchet Elder, Han Sheng!”
“Even with this kind of situation, he still actually dares to show himself?”
As the black fog swirled, an old man, his hair and beard bristling, suddenly appeared.
His entire body emanated a terrifying atmosphere, not inferior to the two Martial Grandmasters currently clashing right here in the least.
It was precisely the Ghost Hatchet Elder, Han Sheng, who had made a brief, fleeting appearance previously at the Sealing Dragon Abyss and also had some ties with Ye Jing.
As the Ghost Hatchet Elder appeared, his gaze came to fall on Yan Zhaoge.
Looking over, Yan Zhaoge saw that within the other party’s gaze, other than violence, there also existed some greed as well as a desire to probe out something.
“He wants a certain something of mine,” Yan Zhaoge’s mind flashed quickly, as he instantly came up with this guess.
But before he could consider carefully what that thing was, with a furious roar, Han Sheng had already extended his palms, a black qi having converged within as a gigantic hand that obscured the heavens and concealed the sun grabbed down towards Yan Zhaoge’s head.
Frowning, the emaciated Elder immediately executed the Wind Fire Calamities, his figure turning as he came to block before Han Sheng.
The power of his Golden Curtain Palm spread out, instantly drawing Han Sheng within.
But with this, the pressure on the Sacred Sun Clan Elder over on the other side had instantly decreased greatly.
He executed the Leap of the Rising Sun, forcefully breaking past the obstruction of the emaciated Elder’s Golden Curtain Palm, lunging towards Yan Zhaoge!
Xu Chuan’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest as he looked towards Yan Zhaoge, his face having turned terribly pale.
“Young Master Yan, please don’t tell me that this was within your predictions too ah!”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 88: If you want to blame someone, blame Yan Xu
HSSB88: If you want to blame someone, blame Yan Xu
The one-eyed Elder executed the Leap of the Rising Sun, moving with the momentum of the sun rising from the east, unable to be blocked.
That Broad Creed Mountain Elder having to face two opponents alone, he inevitably had the feeling of inadequacy.
The Wind Calamity techniques were insufficient in helping him to obstruct the enemy.
Sucking in a deep breath, on the Elder’s emaciated face abruptly surfaced an abnormal redness.
Like raging flames blazing up towards the heavens!
The Elder’s figure stood firm in mid-air, his thin body suddenly seeming incomparably tall, as though he was towering into the heavens whilst also standing firm on the ground.
His palms pushed out, clashing head-on against the one-eyed Elder’s Heaven Striking Palm!
The Ghost Hatchet Elder Han Sheng let out a fierce howl, wielding his palms as he would blades as he chopped forward, as though he was brandishing two great axes and chopping down with them.
Streaks of black light formed flying axes that did not have a handle, breaking through the horizon like numerous cyclones!
It was Han Sheng’s famed martial technique, the Ghost Hatchet Palm!
With the momentum of his palm, a rotating power was born, strange and domineering, resembling the spinning of a flying axe, specialised in breaking through an opponent’s defences. Even while it was domineering and sharp, it was also unpredictable in its variations, causing one to be hard-pressed to receive it.
It looked tough and domineering, yet also contained a secret, sinister power within, as though there were ghosts or gods wielding the axes’ blades in secret, taking others unawares and causing them to be injured.
Even those who were close in cultivation to him, if they did not know of this, would inevitably suffer a disadvantage.
Of the flying axe cyclones of black light, some moved in a strange arc as they avoided the power of the Broad Creed Mountain Elder’s Golden Curtain Palm, others spinning as they forcefully cut through those golden ropes one after another.
Taking advantage of the time when the Broad Creed Mountain Elder was engaged by the Sacred Sun Clan’s one-eyed Elder, Han
Sheng’s attack blotted out the sky and obscured the earth as it headed straight for Yan Zhaoge and the others!
Yan Zhaoge could only feel that all before him was the flickering of black light, the scenery of the entire world having shattered at that very moment.
The shrieks of ghosts resounded by his ears, sharp and piercing, as though he had descended into the infinite hells.
Ah Hu, Xu Chuan and the others all experienced the same thing as well. With a Martial Grandmaster expert having made a move, let alone counterattack, even evading or defending against it was something that they had no idea how to do at all.
“Um, Young Master Yan, was this within your predictions?”
Hearing Xu Chuan’s pained voice, Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower jaw, “In truth, no.”
Seeing the Xu Chuan before him begin to laugh bitterly, Yan Zhaoge shook his head, “The Ghost Hatchet Elder Han Sheng, can be considered an unexpected bonus.”
“By common logic, with three great Sacred Grounds fighting it out over here, if he and the Crimson Spirit Flag Master were smart, they wouldn’t come to join in this mess.”
“Therefore, I am more willing to term his appearance as: a pleasant surprise.”
Xu Chuan was stunned.
Yan Zhaoge continued saying leisurely, “Han Sheng came to take revenge for his sworn brother Ye Jing? Go bluff the ghosts.”
“He just wants a certain something from me, the reason for this being unclear. But what this means is that that something on me is very important.”
At this moment, the giant black axes, spinning, were already right before their eyes.
Each giant axe looked to possess a blade that was even more massive than usual houses. As they spun, they seemed to cut through the very heavens and the earth!
Yan Zhaoge’s expression, however, did not change as he snapped his fingers, “That thing is even more important that I had known beforehand, more importantly possessing a secret that I am currently unaware of.”
“Tell me-isn’t that a pleasant surprise?”
Before his words had landed, there was a sudden change in the surroundings.
In the sky above their heads, all the clouds suddenly converged, turning golden.
The middle of the golden cloud layer seemed to have formed a giant vortex, within which the qi of the clouds were agglomerated, now transforming into a massive foot, descending from the skies!
That foot was so massive that it obscured the sky and concealed the sun, as if though belonged to a giant deity.
As the massive foot landed, the air within the surrounding fifty kilometres seemed as though it had been frozen, the wind unable to blow, the clouds unable to drift, even the sunlight seemingly having turned into a bright, crystalline form.
In contrast, outside of those fifty kilometres, shocking waves of qi surged, constantly expanding outwards in all directions as even the mountains looked as though they might collapse.
With the massive golden foot not even having finished stomping downwards yet, just as its shadow fell over them, the heaven-rending giant axes that had been formed of Han Sheng’s Ghost Hatchet Palm immediately ceased their spinning, strangely and comically frozen in midair.
Everyone gazed towards the sky, shocked.
Only Yan Zhaoge and that Broad Creed Mountain Martial Grandmaster had their expressions unchanged.
Seeing that massive golden foot, Yan Zhaoge smiled as he bowed, “Eldest-apprentice uncle, you’re here.”
Hearing Yan Zhaoge’s form of address, everyone was shocked once more.
Han Sheng looked on helplessly as pressured by that massive golden foot, the giant black axes that had been formed from the power of his palm began shattering one by one, “The Iron Lion King, Shi Tie?!”
That one-eyed Elder of the Sacred Sun Clan was similarly surprised, “Iron Lion, how have you arrived in the East Heaven Region’s Eastern Tang Kingdom so quickly?”
That Broad Creed Mountain Elder also felt that this was a little unexpected, “Xiao Shen having being killed by Yan Zhaoge, while the clan was quickly notified to send over some experts as reinforcements, hasn’t Elder Shi arrived a little too quickly?”
Xu Chuan, Zhao Yuan and the others, meanwhile, were overjoyed, “Elder Shi!”
Although this person had not yet shown himself, everyone here already knew who he was.
One of the Broad Creed Three Heroes, the First Seat Elder of Broad Creed Mountain’s Disciplinary Hall.
A Martial Grandmaster expert renowned throughout the entire Eight Extremities World, the Iron Lion King, Shi Tie!
His cultivation was even above that of those like Broad Creed Mountain’s First Seat Elder in the East Heaven Region, Elder Qin, as well as the Sacred Sun Clan’s East Rising Lord.
While Shi Tie had yet to show himself, just this move of his had already put it beyond the shadow of a doubt.
From the layer of clouds resounded a sonorous voice, “We’ll talk after I’ve taken care of things here.”
Saying thus, that massive golden foot continued to descend!
Below the massive foot, the very space itself was shaking non-stop. Gazing from afar, it was as though it was distorting, about to collapse due to that at any moment.
The massive foot that the clouds had transformed into seemed as solidified as Vajra at this moment; as it landed, trampling on everything beneath it, everything it touched was completely stomped to a fine powder.
The Ghost Hatchet Elder Han Sheng, had long since turned tail and ran.
The person before him was not the Yan Xu who had constantly entangled with him due to the personal enmity between them yet always been unable to do anything to him, but an existence who was actually much stronger than that Yan Xu!
However, the more Han Sheng ran, the more he felt his figure slowing, as it became heavier and heavier.
As he looked, he realised that he was literally as good as walking on the spot, unable to move in the slightest.
What was the distance of a foot, felt as faraway as the other end of the world!
As Yan Zhaoge and the others stood by the side, they saw that massive golden foot descend from the sky, stomping on the Ghost Hatchet Elder Han Sheng, that Martial Grandmaster, underfoot!
The massive golden foot formed of the clouds directly transformed into a cage, capturing Han Sheng within.
The clouds within the sky dissipated, gradually revealing a human figure.
He was tall, even half a head taller than Ah Hu who himself could already be considered big.
His skin was dark, the colour of bronze. As his large body stood there, he resembled an extremely tough, indestructible tower of black iron.
With a squarish face and chiseled features which looked as though they had been carved out by a knife, he was in no way handsome, but was masculine and authoritative-looking to the extreme.
This person’s appearance was known throughout the entire Eight Extremities World.
He was precisely the First Seat Elder of Broad Creed Mountain’s Punishment Hall, Shi Tie!
That Sacred Sun Clan Elder’s face turned ugly to the extreme, “If Shi Tie was at Broad Creed Mountain before this, only having rushed over upon receiving the news of Xiao Shen’s death, he shouldn’t have arrived so quickly.”
“Was it that he had just happened to be in the East Heaven Region, or…he had made his move and come here long before this?!”
Yan Zhaoge stood where he was, looking at him with a bored expression on his face.
That one-eyed Elder turned to glare at him, looking as though he wanted to gobble him up.
“Don’t look at me; if you want to blame someone, blame Yan Xu,” Yan Zhaoge shrugged, “This was originally prepared for him, with you lot the side dish… though, with the changes to the situation now, it seems like he has become the side dish instead.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 89: The Iron Lion King
HSSB89: The Iron Lion King
As far back when abnormalities had
surfaced in the Sealing Dragon Abyss, when Elder Qin, Zhao Shicheng, the East Rising Lord and others had been preparing to enter the Sealing Dragon Abyss, Yan Zhaoge had already asked Ah Hu to send a message back to the clan.
The reason was naturally something else. Still, what had originally been meant for Yan Xu had now just happened to counter the Sacred Sun Clan’s plan instead.
As compared to the experts of the Sacred Sun Clan who had long since arrived here stealthily and lay in wait poised to strike, Shi Tie had not arrived in the Eastern Tang that much later than them.
Yan Zhaoge looked towards the sky.
He saw Shi Tie, that large dark-skinned bloke, whilst also suppressing and trapping the Ghost Hatchet Elder Han Sheng, directly reach out with his hand, grabbing towards that Elder of the Sacred Sun Clan!
Seeing this, the one-eyed Elder roared in anger, “Shi Tie, you dare?!”
Shi Tie’s face was expressionless, resembling an unchanging rock forever unweathered by the ravages of time, “What is there not to dare?”
“Your Sacred Sun Clan causing trouble in my Heaven Domain-you must pay the price for that.”
The one-eyed Elder raged angrily, “Your Broad Creed Mountain harbours a disciple who betrayed my Sacred Sun Clan; not just that, your Broad Creed Mountain disciple Yan Zhaoge even killed my Sacred Sun Clan’s core direct disciple Xiao Shen.”
“Do you think, that we will let it go that easily?”
Shi Tie said coldly, “Immorally lascivious, frivolous and dissolute, intending to forcefully defile a fellow member of his clan; your Sacred Sun Clan standing biasedly by the side of such goods, you should logically receive the same kind of end as him.”
Between his words, Shi Tie reached out with his right hand, his palm like glass as it shone with a brilliant light from within, resembling Vajra.
The surrounding clouds and wind once again surged, the golden clouds transforming into a massive palm that blocked off the entire sky, grabbing towards that one-eyed Elder.
“Good! Shi Tie! If you have the ability, spout that nonsense before my Sacred Sun Clan’s Chief as well!” The one-eyed Elder called out hatefully, before he abruptly turned and executed the Leap of the Rising Sun, escaping hurriedly towards the distance.
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