Just like this, supported by the two Sacred Artifacts, the Northern Ocean Clone forcibly opened a path ahead and finally arrived at the peak of Tribulation Wind Mountain.
There, the storm had reached a maximum, even distorting and ripping apart the surrounding space such that even the Northern Ocean Clone would be unable to linger there for long.
He made good use of this time, repelling the storm before landing on the peak of the mountain. With a wave of his hand, various spirit treasures of all kinds landed on the mountain peak, directly transforming into a massive spirit array.
Buffeted by the storm, these treasures virtually seemed like they were going to be instantly shredded apart.
Fortunately, the Northern Ocean Clone reacted quickly enough, stabbing the Fish Dragon Spear into the mountain peak as a massive barrier instantly arose, momentarily blocking the storm.
During this time, the spirit array was stably established. At its centre, that jade green sapling took root in the ground, growing amidst its emergence as it actually instantly transformed into a great towering tree that soared to the heavens.
The next moment, a streak of jade light shot into the heavens from atop the peak of Tribulation Wind Mountain.
Where the jade light passed, that terrifying storm was actually guided by it in its entirety, converging at a single point before it all shot up into the clouds together.
In the distance, Yan Zhaoge and the others could feel the heavens and the earth shaking unceasingly.
The originally dim sky grew even more blurry and indistinct at this moment.
“Huh?” Yan Zhaoge’s expression changed slightly as he could vaguely see a faint sliver of light flickering into existence within the sky.
A moment later, he was able to confirm he had not been hallucinating. Radiance truly appeared in the sky, a long stroke that resembled the ripping apart of the horizon in the formation of a scar.
Yan Zhaoge had previously also seen this phenomenon in the Eight Extremities World before, when he had obstructed the descent of Zhang Chao and those of the Radiant Light Sect. It was precisely a wound of the sky.
A bright glow spilled downwards from the sky, the sonorous voice of the great dao seemingly resounding by their ears.
Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and Pan-Pan simultaneously gazed upwards, staring wide-eyed as they laid eyes on that absolutely shocking scene.
Yan Zhaoge whistled, bringing them along in approaching Tribulation Wind Mountain.
The storms that surrounded Tribulation Wind Mountain had temporarily all risen into the air now as it had instead grown quiet and stable over the earth’s surface.
The Northern Ocean Clone swept along Yan Zhaoge and the others, resembling a great roc soaring amidst the nine heavens as he directly shot towards the wound of the sky.
When everyone had neared the wound of the sky, they were instantly assaulted by an immense, all-encompassing force.
This all-encompassing force came not only from the external world, but also from their very bodies themselves!
It was internal and external, being everywhere at once. Yet, it could not be resisted.
The distorted, jumbled feeling caused the fleshly body to feel as if it was going to be ripped the shreds, with even distortions occurring in the soul as one seemed ready to descend into madness.
If one’s cultivation base was insufficient, the only result in crossing through a wound of the sky would be being ripped to smithereens by the power of dimensions. Not only would one’s fleshly body be reduced into blood and dust, even their souls would be utterly and completely obliterated.
This was the true fate of both form and soul being obliterated.
Yan Zhaoge inhaled deeply, taking out that paper fan which he had obtained from a Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner before opening it with a swoosh.
Stimulated by his true essence, radiance which appeared green whilst also golden surged into existence, connecting to the heavens and the earth!
The silhouette formed by the radiance resembled a massive tree that was like a heavenly pillar. Its bottom enveloped Tribulation Wind Mountain while its top directly shot within the wound of the sky.
The straight trunk of the tree formed of the light pillar enveloped Yan Zhaoge and the others. While they were still able to feel the terrifying threat posed by the power of dimensions, they instantly gained much greater ease in their movements.
The Northern Ocean Clone made use of this chance to bring them along in crossing through that scar of the vast sky that glowed with radiance!
While it only lasted a short instant, Yan Zhaoge felt as if he had traversed an infinite river of time.
Vast, mighty spiritual qi swept through his body, shaking his mind.
When the radiance had dissipated, Yan Zhaoge could only feel as though all before his eyes had become clear. A clear sky appeared above his head, spiritual qi circulating between the heavens and earth in an endless, ever-rushing stream.
In an instant, Yan Zhaoge actually felt somewhat as if he had returned to the universe and great thousand worlds of pre-Great Calamity times.
“This World beyond Worlds is truly miraculous beyond words…”
While this was the first time he had come here, Yan Zhaoge could be certain that he had not come to the wrong place. This was precisely the World beyond Worlds.
But…
Loud clamouring resounded by his ear. Looking over, Yan Zhaoge saw that on the vast plains before him, blazing fire was rampaging with flood waters surging to the heavens, a major battle currently unfolding that caused the heavens to collapse and the earth to split apart!
He had clearly descended into a battlefield!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 618: Good fortune right beyond the door
HSSB618: Good fortune right beyond the door
“Really, again?”
Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes. The current situation was so very similar to when he had gone to the Vast Ocean World for the second time.
Beside him, Ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng could not resist a sidelong glance at him.
“Young Master, why is it that wherever you go, there’s a battle happening there?” Ah Hu grinned.
Yan Zhaoge replied in ill humour, “How would I know?”
Still, it was slightly better than the last time. Their group had not landed directly in the centre of the battlefield, simultaneously facing the attacks of both sides.
Still, this great battle was even more intense than the one between the Spirit Returning Sect and Green Snake Island had been.
Sparks seemed to fly between the combatants, blood flowing into rivers. As Yan Zhaoge and the others gazed over, they could see corpses and skeletons littering the area.
Fresh blood had already solidified on the ground, resembling a black marsh.
Martial Grandmasters were locked in an intense battle within the sky, gales raging and clouds surging as the heavens almost collapsed, the earth splitting apart.
On the ground, slightly weaker martial practitioners were also engaged in a deadly battle, the scene being even more tragic.
Radiance flickered in the distant horizon, vigorous power which shocked people’s hearts surging unceasingly. Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly, feeling that there were Martial Saints currently clashing over there.
While it was several thousands of kilometres away, Yan Zhaoge and the others could still feel the great earth shaking unceasingly beneath their feet.
Retracting his aura along with his Northern Ocean Clone, Yan Zhaoge carefully appraised the ongoing battle between the two sides up ahead of him.
To Yan Zhaoge, their strength was not really high at all. Still, many things could be seen from it.
Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu watched on as well, their expressions turning solemn.
“The World beyond Worlds is indeed extraordinary. Other than the spiritual qi being more abundant, the martial arts that the martial practitioners here cultivate in are generally powerful as well,” Ah Hu muttered, “I
don’t know how their foundations are, but in the Eight Extremities World, the martial arts that these people cultivate in, whilst incomparable to the direct lineages of Sacred Grounds, would also not be something that the legacies of first and second-rate powers can compare to.”
Feng Yunsheng pondered, “According to Zhaoge’s narration of Old Man Mo’s words, while much of the essence of pre-Great Calamity legacies has also been lost in the World beyond Worlds, they are preserved as even more complete than in the Eight Extremities World.”
“There are even those dao traditions like that of the Dim Radiant Sect which were not disrupted. The martial arts standard of this place is higher than in the Eight Extremities World.”
She surveyed their surroundings, “The spiritual qi here being so abundant, many more heavenly treasures as well as resources would be present here than in the Eight Extremities World.”
Ah Hu gazed at the battlefield, “One side is advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. They feel somewhat like an organised army.”
Yan Zhaoge did not speak. He felt the same way.
He saw a group of armoured martial practitioners gathered together. While their cultivation bases were not all that outstanding, they were gathered together into a formation, their qi and blood surging to the heavens as they attacked their enemies with the crushing pressure of Mount Tai.
All their power was concentrated on a single spot, quantity having led to a change in quality. They were clearly working together to unleash the strength of some powerful battle formation.
More than a thousand Martial Artists were gathered into a battle formation, joining their strength as they swept domineeringly through their Martial Scholar enemies!
The other side had Martial Grandmasters that fought rampantly, even battle formations of a thousand being unable to stand against them.
Still, there were more than just Martial Artists in this troop formation as there were quite a number of Martial Scholars as well.
Under their guidance, the battle formation unleashed even greater strength, also strengthening they themselves. Combining their strength, their fought off their Martial Grandmaster enemies together.
There was not just a single of these battle formations. Under the command of their leaders, a few battle formations combined their strength, their power unceasingly stacking and increasing.
While there was a limit to the strength of the battle formations, their enemies were merely Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmasters as they were temporarily pushed back by this rampant tide of iron.
There were Martial Grandmaster experts leading the troops of the army as well. With the help of the battle formation, their enemies who battled solitarily were instantly unable to stand against them.
Yan Zhaoge watched this scene calmly.
The higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it was for numerical superiority to be of use.
There were few battle formations that could contain hundreds or thousands of Martial Saints.
Let alone Martial Saints, even Martial Grandmasters would not easily be able to combine their strength.
The Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation which had combined the strength of Yan Di, Old Man Mo and the others to stand against the Flame Devils was already a very rare situation.
Still, the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation had merely been a four-man formation.
Still, with everyone’s cultivation levels still being rather low, when there were massive amounts of weak martial practitioners gathered together into a formation, the gap in cultivation bases could indeed be made up for with quantity. The scene before him was the best demonstration of this.
Gazing across the battlefield, Yan Zhaoge’s gaze suddenly focused slightly, “Oh? Great fortune beyond the door. It’s more successful than I thought.”
The situation being unclear, with even the identities of both sides being unknown, Yan Zhaoge had originally had no intention of interfering, just intending to randomly capture someone to ask about things after things had calmed somewhat.
However, looking carefully, a black-clothed middle-aged man suddenly appeared.
While this black-clothed middle-aged man was already a Martial Grandmaster, the other side had an armoured Martial Grandmaster who looked like a general pinning him down.
Being at a numerical disadvantage, this black-clothed middle-aged man instantly fell into crisis. When Yan Zhaoge discovered him, a spear had just pierced through his chest!
What drew Yan Zhaoge’s attention was the fact that this person’s attire was clearly similar to that of the Dim Darkness Sect’s Liang Zhichao who had died in the dragon tomb.
This was likely also a Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner.
On the battlefield, against the troop formation of their enemies, the side this Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner was on was already beginning to collapse, people fleeing in all directions.
Struck by a spear, the black-clothed middle-aged man fell onto the ground. Seeing this, a youth beside him was shocked as he hurriedly went forth and lifted him up before turning and fleeing.
Seeing that the enemy forces were beginning to fall apart, the light armoured troops dispersed from their battle formation, beginning to individually pursue their fleeing enemies. To them, these were all battle achievements waiting for them.
The youth carried the black-clothed middle-aged man along in fleeing, traversing mountains and crossing peaks.
After who knew how long, when no further people could be seen before them, he had just wanted to stop and catch his breath when the sound of rumbling thunder suddenly resounded behind him.
The youth looked back in shock, seeing a Martial Grandmaster-led squad of armoured martial practitioners having arrived in hot pursuit.
Seeing the black-clothed middle-aged man on his back, the Martial Grandmaster smiled, “Rebel of the Dim Darkness Sect whose value surpasses that of the other rebels.”
As the metallic sound of their boots on the ground arrived before him, the youth’s face turned pale as a look of despair was visible within his eyes, “Could it be that I am going to die here today?”
As he was thinking this, the world before his eyes suddenly changed.
The same was true for those lightly armoured martial practitioners as well as a handsome white-clothed youth in a black-bordered blue robe now appeared within the forest, obstructing their way.
Their sabres and spears fell onto the ground. The other party had not even moved, merely standing there calmly with his hands behind his back.
The next moment, all the lightly armoured martial practitioners flew backwards, blood spurting from their mouths as they instantly perished.
Yan Zhaoge’s expression was as per usual as he swivelled his head to look at that heavily injured, unconscious black-clothed man before shifting his gaze onto that still rather dazed youth, “You are also a descendant of the Dim Darkness Sect?”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 619: The virtuous Yan Zhaoge
HSSB619: The virtuous Yan Zhaoge
Having heard Deng Sen, Yang Zhanhua and those others of the Radiant Light Sect speak previously, Yan Zhaoge already knew that the language currently prevalent in the World beyond Worlds was extremely similar to the ancient tongue commonly used in pre-Great Calamity times.
While it had changed, it was extremely similar. Under most circumstances, it could all be used, not affecting communication.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, this youth appeared grateful whilst also a little wary.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, “I am not a Dim Darkness Sect disciple.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “You don’t have to be so nervous. I’m not here with your enemies to deceive you and cheat information out of you. If this Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner beside you were not heavily injured and unconscious, I would be able to talk to him.”
“I inadvertently came across a skeleton belonging to a late Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster of the Dim Darkn
ess Sect. Now, I want to return it to the Dim Darkness Sect, thus looking for descendants of theirs.”
The youth cupped his hands, “No matter what, I still have to thank you for saving my life.”
He looked at that black-clothed martial practitioner, saying, “The Xuan dogs are rampant, sowing havoc throughout all their dominion. The Radiant Light Sect, the Dim Darkness Sect and the others have all come up in rebellion, wanting to overthrow the corrupt Xuan dogs. Martial practitioners from all around have responded to the call, those who have come under our banner as many as the clouds in the sky. I am merely a small member of this.”
“Mister Zhang, Zhang Qiansong is an old acquaintance of mine. It was due to his influence that I decided to devote myself to the grand cause of defeating the Xuan dogs. Still, I am indeed not a Dim Darkness Sect disciple.”
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “Is this place the Royal Reed Sea?”
The youth was taken aback, “This place is indeed the Royal Reed Sea. You…”
Yan Zhaoge spread his palms apart, smiling, “I am not of the Royal Reed Sea. I have said that I am returning the bones of a late Dim Darkness Sect senior to his hometown.”
The youth said slowly, “You are truly virtuous, possessing the flair of the ancients.”
He relaxed somewhat, gradually becoming easier with his words.
Only now did Yan Zhaoge know that these past years, many changes had occurred in the Royal Reed Sea since the time of Old Man Mo’s departure.
Around a hundred years ago, an expert had arrived in the Royal Reed Sea, styling himself as the Xuan Emperor as he expanded his territory, finally establishing the foundation of the Grand Xuan Dynasty.
Finally, the Grand Xuan Dynasty had come to reign over this Royal Reed Sea that was even vaster than the Eight Extremities World.
Other than the Radiant Light Sect, the Dim Darkness Sect and a few other peak powers, the rest of the martial practitioners who were active in the Royal Reed Sea had all submitted to the authority of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, those other powers who hadn’t temporarily laying low as well.
Yet, around ten years ago, the founding emperor of the Xuan Dynasty had perished, the overall power of the Grand Xuan Dynasty diminishing greatly as a result.
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