History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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

  Faced with a terrifying scene where just a little of the aftershocks would be enough to blow her into smithereens, Feng Yunsheng was fearless as her gaze remained steady.

  Thinking back on Yan Zhaoge’s previous instructions, she waved her hands, that metallic fragment flying into the air in between the cold sun and the dim moon.

  The fragment which had originally appeared ordinary and innocuous suddenly erupted with a glow that was half-black and half-white as well as blurry and chaotic as it connected with the great ice-blue sun and the jet-black full moon.

  The cold sun and dim moon that had just been on the brink of destruction instantly halted within the air.

  The next moment, sabre-light arose, great changes surfaced.

  The black sabre was unsheathed, transforming into a streak of light which hacked rampantly towards that strangely distorting sun and moon with all its unreserved might!

  A boom resounded as the Myriad Dragon Palace shuddered, heaven-shaking, earth-overturning changes occurring within.

  Multiple streams of light turned into a rain of light, scattering into the surroundings.

  The illusory, varying spacetimes within the great palace all showed the same image.

  The heavens and the earth reversed, the universe shattering as the sun, moon and stars were extinguished alongside it.

  Ah Hu and Pan-Pan focused nervously on all this. As that rain of light landed on them, while its concept was as profoundly deep as the abyss, it did not cause them harm as they instead felt a comfortable feeling like their mortal shells were being reborn, their bones switched.

  “It really is as Young Master predicted!” Ah Hu was greatly overjoyed as he gazed at the source of the light.

  There, jet-black moonlight was at the exterior while ice-blue sunlight surged unceasingly at the coremost interior.

  A figure wielding a sabre appeared at the centre of the great sun that flickered with a dim, cold light. It was precisely Feng Yunsheng.

  Ice-blue patterns now surfaced atop the exterior of the black sabre in Feng Yunsheng’s hands that filled its entire length.

  A domineering, mighty power of reversed sun was still being infused unceasingly within in an endless stream.

  The sabre which had originally been but three feet long shrunk and extended unceasingly at this moment, being lofty as a mountain peak at times whilst miniscule like a speck of dust at others.

  Numerous ice-blue runes appeared on Feng Yunsheng’s sabre-wielding palm as well, a violent power emitted from the sabre which surged into her body, being somewhat difficult for her to bear.

  Her pupils now turned completely ice-blue, resembling two cold suns hanging high amidst the horizon.

  The jet-black dim moonlight was also attracted by the power of the cold sun as a great amount of it gathered within Feng Yunsheng’s body.

  Still, more jet-black moonlight and a small amount of remaining ice-blue sunlight remained coiling in the Myriad Dragon Palace.

  Ah Hu and Pan-Pan both borrowed the might of the Myriad Dragon Palace and accepted the baptism of the power of reversed sun and moon alongside Feng Yunsheng as Yan Zhaoge had said earlier.

  The Myriad Dragon Palace inhaled and exhaled spiritual qi, absorbing the remaining power of reversed sun and moon.

  Feng Yunsheng’s gaze seemed to traverse space, passing through the obstruction of the Myriad Dragon Palace as she felt an aura outside of it that was familiar yet foreign, mysterious whilst brutal.

  She knew that this should be the power of eclipse of the Rahu Star that Yan Zhaoge had once mentioned that Nong Yuxuan had refined.

  Sensing that power, the sabre in her hands shook unceasingly.

  Sensing something, Feng Yunsheng raised her sabre.

  As the sabre was raised, the ice-blue sigils and patterns along its length all turned black, turning gloomy as well as brutal.

  An illusory scene seemed to form on the tip of the sabre.

  Within the scene, the sun hung high, illuminating the heavens and the earth. However, the next moment, a dim-blue black light surged, instantly devouring the sunlight, causing the sun to vanish without a trace as the world descended into eternal darkness.

  Just as Feng Yunsheng raised her sabre, the true essence within Nong Yuxuan’s body suddenly rampaged wildly out of control!

  The brutal qi of the Rahu Star that he had reached an initial level of refinement in previously clashed intensely with his power of the Sun Moon Interchanging Art now.

  This was not like when he had battled Kang Jinyuan and the others earlier, when he himself had intentionally controlled for the clash between light and corrosion to generate immense power, claiming it for his own use.

  This was a clash that Nong Yuxuan himself was unable to control!

  The uncontrollable force rampaged within Nong Yuxuan’s body, causing him to directly throw up a mouthful of blood, entering cultivation deviation!

  Around his body, the great golden sun was extinguished, the silvery moonlight failing.

  Amidst his great shock, Nong Yuxuan felt the surrounding space all frozen into ice as all was deadly cold and quiet between the heavens and the earth.

  Yan Zhaoge unleashed a Reverse Scale Cold, dragons leaving the icy ocean as a violent power directly struck Nong Yuxuan’s chest!

  Nong Yuxuan’s face was livid as the glow of his Sacred Artifact, the Heavenly Starlight Armour, lit up, blocking Yan Zhaoge’s attack.

  Yan Zhaoge smiled lightly, waving his hand. A five foot long bamboo cane appeared within, smashing down towards Nong Yuxuan’s head.

  The infinite radiance emitted by the Heavenly Starlight Armour instantly dimmed on impact!

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 643: A resounding slap

  HSSB643: A resounding slap

  The layers of starlight were extinguished, the infinite stars of the night sky seemingly shattering all at once.

  Nong Yuxuan looked bemusedly at the dark green bamboo cane in Yan Zhaoge’s hand that had taken him completely unawares, that he was completely unable to get his head around.

  It possessed no powerful aura.

  It possessed no mighty spiritual qi fluctuations.

  It possessed no profound, abstruse concept.

  No matter how one looked at it, this was a bamboo cane that really couldn’t be any more ordinary, as if it had been casually pulled out of just any random bamboo forest.

  However, a blow from this perfectly innocuous-looking bamboo cane had caused the radiance of the low-grade Sacred Artifact, the Heavenly Starlight Armour, to grow dim.

  Nong Yuxuan could even feel that the connection between him and the Heavenly Starlight Armour had grown much weaker as a result.

  The Heavenly Starlight Armour was completely unable to operate at all, with Nong Yuxuan himself struggling in the face of cultivation deviation as Yan Zhaoge’s Reverse Scale Cold had murderously arrived right before him!

  The true dragons formed of Yan Zhaoge’s true martial avatar slammed into Nong Yuxuan’s chest, causing this most outstanding expert of the Radiant Light Sect’s senior generation to fly backwards!

  Specks of light scattered as Nong Yuxuan spat out yet another mouthful of blood, being heavily wounded once more.

  Yan Zhaoge strode forward, pressuring closer towards Nong Yuxuan.

  Being heavily injured both internally and externally, Nong Yuxuan looked rather unresignedly at Yan Zhaoge before gazing at the gradually calming Myriad Dragon Palace up within the sky.

  “The Rahu Sabre-Could there be a remnant shell of it that still exists? Actually having been obtained by this person?”

  Nong Yuxuan saw stars. As compared to the injuries that he had sustained, the fact that he had actually been defeated by a Martial Grandmaster from the lower worlds caused him to feel even more stifled to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

  Especially with this defeat having been brought about by he himself.

  Back then, he had refined the Rahu’s power of eclipse and combined
it with the supreme martial arts that he cultivated in, his strength that had already been outstanding growing yet further as he had presided over all others of the same cultivation level. How incomparably glorious that had been.

  Yet today, it was precisely because of the corrosive power of the Rahu Star that he had refined that he had suffered a major defeat, especially having been slapped till not knowing north from south and east from west right when he had been at the peak of his glory.

  The one who had slapped him was still the unexpected Yan Zhaoge!

  The Radiant Light Sect was helpless in that when sending Martial Saints to the World beyond Worlds, their cultivation bases would be restricted to beneath the fourth level of the Martial Saint realm.

  The Radiant Light Sect was helpless in that most of their attention had to be focused on the Grand Xuan Dynasty and the Dim Darkness Sect.

  The Radiant Light Sect was helpless in that a mere Martial Grandmaster like Yan Zhaoge could wield a miraculous weapon like the Extreme Yang Seal.

  However, no expert of the Radiant Light Sect, Nong Yuxuan included, would have thought that they would actually still suffer a great setback at Yan Zhaoge’s hands up in the World beyond Worlds.

  Yan Zhaoge and those of Broad Creed Mountain might find a way to ‘ascend’ to the World beyond Worlds, seeking a way to get the support of one of their enemies. Those of the Radiant Light Sect had indeed considered this possibility.

  However, in Nong Yuxuan’s predictions, Yan Zhaoge would only be able to live whilst hiding his tail between his legs having come to the World beyond Worlds. Yet, he had instead been given a resounding slap by him, causing him to be unable to come to terms with it for a time.

  It was just that there was already no chance for him to find back his face in this current situation.

  If they continued battling, even without Yan Zhaoge having to act, there would already be a chance of him perishing due to cultivation deviation.

  With just that slight bit of hesitation, the Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner and that descendant of the Time Flowing Sword, Kang Jinyuan, would probably already have set their eyes on him.

  Yan Zhaoge having raised his hand, he actually injured Nong Yuxuan who was at the third level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Merging Avatar stage. Kang Jinyuan and the other were shocked by this as well.

  Still, the two of them quickly saw through the fact that for some reason, a problem had cropped up with Nong Yuxuan himself.

  Kang Jinyuan was arrogant and reckless, wanting to avenge every slight. Having met a setback at Nong Yuxuan’s hands just now, he switched his target now as he instead pursued Nong Yuxuan.

  That Dim Darkness Sect Elder instead had doubt within his gaze as he looked towards Yan Zhaoge.

  Yan Zhaoge laughed, “I am surnamed Yan, Yan Zhaoge. I wonder if Elder Wu, Wu Zixiu and Elder Nie, Nie Sheng have mentioned me to the main altar from your sect’s branch altar in the Flourishing Peace Region?”

  This Dim Darkness Sect Elder was taken aback, “You are Yan Zhaoge? But you should be in the Flourishing Peace Region.”

  Yan Zhaoge spread his palms apart, “It is a shameful thing, but this Yan was careless and got swept into the circulation of your sect’s ritual. I fortunately managed to remain alive. When I regained my wits, I had already arrived in your sect’s main altar, even being enveloped by the reversed power of sun and moon.”

  “Afterwards, I somehow muddled along until I ended up here. Just now, I was nearly blown to smithereens by an explosion of that reversed power of sun and moon. It was truly a close shave.”

  That Dim Darkness Sect Elder was slightly stunned by Yan Zhaoge’s words as he looked dazedly at him, “Having been swept into the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual, you should already have been crushed by the power of the ritual over at the Flourishing Peace Region. Even if you managed to survive, it also doesn’t make sense that you would have been sent over to this main altar.”

  Appraising Yan Zhaoge all over, he was shocked, “It really is as Elder Wu and the others said! This person’s true age has really yet to reach thirty!”

  He possessed such a high cultivation base at such a young age, his strength even all-encompassing as it was connected to the heavens and the earth.

  While Nong Yuxuan had only been defeated due to having fallen into cultivation deviation earlier, this Dim Darkness Sect Elder had seen Yan Zhaoge’s actions as well as his heart beat madly at them.

  Especially with Yan Zhaoge having been able to alleviate the explosion of the cold sun and the dim moon-such methods were truly extraordinary, shocking the world.

  While this Dim Darkness Sect Elder was not clear on the specifics, he also suspected that it might precisely have been Yan Zhaoge who had caused Nong Yuxuan to descend into cultivation deviation!

  Such talent, such strength, such strange, tyrannical methods really could not help but leave him shocked.

  As he pondered on how he should respond, the distant heavens and earth suddenly shook, multiple wild tides sweeping the surrounding area as it instantly affected the heavens and earth they were in.

  As Yan Zhaoge looked over, he saw infinite, boundless radiance illuminating the heavens and the earth completely bright and white as no scenes could be seen within at all.

  The spiritual qi of the World beyond Worlds was dense, its heavens and earth clean and beautiful and its dimensional boundaries stable to a point that far exceeded the likes of the Eight Extremities World, the Flame Devil World, the Vast Ocean World and the Floating Life World.

  Much greater power would be required for martial practitioners to influence this local environment.

  Here, for grand, majestic phenomena to manifest, there were even very few Seeing Divinity Martial Saints who could do it.

  Such majestic radiance that was vast as an ocean of smoke as it enveloped the entire vast sky was a rare thing indeed in this Royal Reed Sea.

  “Luo Zhitao!” That Dim Darkness Sect Elder blurted out.

  Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly.

  The Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, “Light Illuminating the Nine Heavens’ Luo Zhitao.

  However, amidst the infinite radiance, there was clearly a long, indistinct river that was flowing, resembling the flowing of time as it caused the ocean of radiance to be split into two.

  A decrepit, ageing old man strode atop the river of time.

  While he appeared extremely ancient, the glow within his eyes was exceptionally young and acute, resembling a young infant who had just been born not long ago.

  With a sword in hand, the old man’s sword-light was like water as time as well as space seemed to simultaneously grow slow wherever it passed.

  It was shockingly also the Time Flowing Sword.

  He was battling the Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, Luo Zhitao, while the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect, Zhou Haosheng also battled King Xuanmu in the distance. There were other peak experts similarly battling it out as well.

  Having found the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect, the Grand Xuan Dynasty would definitely go all out, investing their full abilities. Virtually all the peak experts within the Royal Reed Sea had been swept amidst this great battle now.

  Yan Zhaoge entered the Myriad Dragon Palace, the palace descending as it sunk straight into the great sea lest they be affected by the aftershocks of the great battle between those Martial Saints.

  However, as compared to his current hated enemy, the Radiant Light Sect, Yan Zhaoge’s mind was currently occupied more by that sword-light of earlier that resembled flowing water as well as time.

  “Time what time, flowing what flowing, sword what sword…” Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes into slits, “That is clearly a martial art born of the Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture.”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 644: Cold Sun Divine Sabre

  HSSB644: Cold Sun Divine Sabre

  Within the Myriad Dragon Hall, scattered ice-blue sunlight and jet-black moonlight still rained downwards in the form of s
pecks of light, Yan Zhaoge being baptised amidst them.

  Raising his head upwards, he saw Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu both seated in the meditative position. Even Pan-Pan was not lying prone on the ground as he usually did as he was in an upright position.

  Black water and white fire coiled and danced about Pan-Pan.

  The ice-blue sunlight entangled with the white flames while the jet-black moonlight integrated and merged with the black flows of water.

  Within Yan Zhaoge’s field of vision, Pan-Pan was virtually growing at a speed that was distinctly visible to the naked eye.

  While Yan Zhaoge knew that this chubby c would still be able to shrink back down after this, looking at his body that was gradually becoming like a mountain, the corners of his mouth still involuntarily twitched.

  …If not for the Myriad Dragon Palace containing spaces of its own, with these changes, it probably wouldn’t be able to contain the current Pan-Pan.

  Ah Hu was seated in the meditative position, streams of dragon qi emitted from the acupoints of his entire body which combined with the light of the surrounding cold moon and dim sun.

  These past days, as Ah Hu had trained in the Myriad Dragon Palace, the accumulation of essence and qi had already not been a problem at all for him.

  Now that he was absorbing the power of reversed sun and moon, it was more for baptising his body to raise his physique, thereby attaining a more solid foundation for his future cultivation efforts.

  Meanwhile, the situation was a little different for Feng Yunsheng.

  There was mainly only the power of reversed moon, the light of the dim moon that remained within the Myriad Dragon Palace.

  The power of the ice-blue cold sun had been mostly absorbed by that black sabre of Feng Yunsheng’s.

  As its owner, her connection with that black sabre became even closer as a result as a large amount of that power of cold sun was also refined and sent into her body.

  Now, runes that unceasingly flickered with a dim, icy light also surfaced on the exterior of her body.

  As her eyes opened, blue light was visible within her pupils as they resembled two rising cold suns.