While the scenery before him appeared realistic, it was like a reflection within the water as ripples surfaced, shaking slightly.
Suddenly, atop the surface of the ocean that was quiet till the point of seeming solid, a great storm that shocked the heavens soundlessly arose without warning.
The hurricane swept along the seawater, shooting straight upwards into the nine heavens, resembling a heavenly pillar as it connected the dark sky and the strange ocean.
A dazzling light of electricity flickered amidst the storm, resembling dancing silvery dragons.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes slightly, watching this scene.
Atop the originally peaceful oceanic surface, one hurricane after another that swept along the seawater as well as thunder and lightning continuously shot into the sky, ripping apart and shattering the entire space as this heaven and earth was instantly turned into a living hell.
The broad, boundless great sea was filled completely with storms and thunderbolts, lightning and seawater rampaging.
It was like the scene of a mighty calamity like the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation that was formed of nature.
Before such might of the heavens and the earth, even Seeing Divinity Martial Saints like Madame Kang appeared minuscule in comparison.
Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, “It somewhat resembles the rumoured Endless Magnetic Storms.”
While he had not personally seen it before, the description Yan Zhaoge had read in texts was extremely similar to the scene that was currently before him.
When he had been residing in the branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect back then, he had understood it from his conversations with some of their martial practitioners.
Within the Royal Reed Sea, there was a place that commonly had Endless Magnetic Storms rampaging, an existence resembling a nature furnace of the heavens and the earth.
There were countless dangers within such that even Martial Saints could easily perish.
This natural disaster left others feeling troubled in that it would always come without any prior warning whatsoever, coming whenever it wanted.
It would instantly devour countless lives, being hard to resist or avoid.
While that region of sea contained many rare treasures which were hard to find elsewhere, most people dared not enter deeply to search for them. Too many experts had died in this danger ground.
Even if you were a hegemon of a region, an ultra-super-genius, after having entered, your life would no longer belong to you as it would instead by grasped by the fickle heavens and the earth.
Calmly looking over, Yan Zhaoge pondered, “I heard that this is currently the period of time where the Endless Magnetic Storms are at their fiercest. There is no rush.”
In the scene before him, the Endless Magnetic Storms left as quickly as they had come, calming very quickly.
The ocean’s surface became still as a dead sea once more, not even a single ripple appearing on it.
However, having witnessed the tremendous might of the storms, Yan Zhaoge dared not belittle this quietness at all.
Now, a massive vortex suddenly appeared on the calm oceanic surface, the seawater instantly rotating as it expanded into its surroundings, revealing the land at the very bottom of the ocean.
Yan Zhaoge squinted. Carefully looking, he saw the wrecked remains of a palace erected on the seabed, with walls broken and in a state of disrepair as it appeared ancient and tragic.
While the damaged palace was not very conspicuous, it immediately drew Yan Zhaoge’s complete attention.
That strange, vast allure was hard to resist.
Yan Zhaoge could only feel like even his soul was about to be drawn into this illusory scene, drawn into that dilapidated palace.
It seemed as if that palace contained some power which could ignore the distance between space and the mind, directly drawing one who was paying attention to it right before it.
Yan Zhaoge calmed his mind, looking carefully.
There seemed to be a long, massive box within the great hall.
Around the box that was made of metal circulated a strange jet-black lustre, causing all who were looking towards it to unconsciously sink within.
There were two ancient characters inscribed on it. After identifying them, Yan Zhaoge’s face involuntarily turned rather strange.
Swallowing Heaven.
“Swallowing Heaven…Devouring Earth?” Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Heh, interesting.”
The scenes before his eyes gradually vanished, all returning to darkness as there only remained a pair of indiscernible eyes before him.
Yan Zhaoge calmly met this pair of eyes.
A moment later, this pair of eyes vanished.
Yan Zhaoge mentally calculated how long it had been.
Then, his figure exited the Earth Devouring Burner, reappearing at the bottom of the sea.
“It can’t be that her gaze will just happen to sweep by just as I emerge, right,” Yan Zhaoge thought as he carefully appraised his surroundings.
He could feel martial practitioners active in the vicinity as very powerful auras could even be felt.
Still, Madame Kang was already no longer here.
As an expert of the fifth level of the Martial Saint realm, the Seeing Divinity stage, there were many places that needed her. She did not have the time to waste with just a Martial Grandmaster.
Even though this Martial Grandmaster possessed extremely terrifying strength, it seemed like there would be no finding him like this.
Anyway, Kang Jinyuan had not actually died to Yan Zhaoge at the end of the day.
While Madame Kang had left, she had clearly not given up on finding trouble for Yan Zhaoge.
There were Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners active in all the nearby regions of sea, keeping an eye out for Yan Zhaoge’s movements.
As soon as he was discovered, there would probably be peak experts hurrying over to deal with him.
“Still, these people won’t be able to do a thing,” Yan Zhaoge smiled, immediately beginning to move.
After subtly and intricately avoiding the numerous Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners and progressing for a while, Yan Zhaoge summoned the Myriad Dragon Palace once more, leaping within.
However, right at this moment, a powerful aura approached from the distance.
It was the sword-intent of the Time Flowing Sword that originated from the Aeon Light Heavenly Scripture.
Yan Zhaoge was now rather sensitive to this martial art, “Hey, isn’t this too much of a coincidence?”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 658: Old dog, let me give you some pointers
HSSB658: Old dog, let me give you some pointers
The sword-intent of the Time Flowing Sword appeared in the vicinity once more.
Yan Zhaoge felt rather surprised. It couldn’t be that he would just happen to encounter one of the Shenling Nine Swords right after having emerged from the Earth Devouring Burner?
Still, Yan Zhaoge quickly felt that that sword-intent was just temporarily passing by.
The sword-light that resembled water streaked across the sky, time and space seemingly becoming slow wherever it passed, dim and without light as all lustre was lost.
It was not Madame Kang from earlier. Instead, it was another martial practitioner who cultivated in the Time Flowing Sword.
Yan Zhaoge analysed the sword-intent, gaining a basic idea, “Like Kang Jinyuan and that white-clothed man from earlier, he is also a third level Martial Saint with a cultivation base of the late Merging Avatar stage.”
“Still, he is weaker than that white-clothed man and stronger than Kang Jinyuan…huh? What’s this?”
Light fragrance suddenly drifted into Yan Zhaoge’s nostrils, leaving him taken aback.
“It is emitted from this person’s body. This is the smell of the Bearing Heaven Ceremony Fragrance?”
Martial practitioners with such high cultivation bases, when carrying things on them, even holding onto t
hem personally rather than carrying them in their Shadow Shrinking Pouches, would not let any aura leak as it would be completely surrounded by their true essence.
An exception would be when the treasure itself was too powerful. However, if it was ordinary, it was extremely rare for Martial Saint experts to be unable to completely prevent its aura from leaking.
As Yan Zhaoge knew, there were only a few things that were like this.
The fragrance that had suddenly appeared was like orchids and like musk, vaguely containing the fragrance of the soil.
The smell itself was nothing special. However, with the current situation, it appeared exceptionally suspicious.
From Yan Zhaoge’s impressions, this was very similar to a treasure known as the Bearing Heaven Ceremony Fragrance that was recorded in the texts he had read.
However, the original ingredients for the Bearing Heaven Ceremony Fragrance were rare and it was not easy to produce. It did not possess great value, having only limited uses.
Why would someone of the Shenling Nine Swords be in possession of such a thing?
Could it merely have been a coincidence?
Connecting this with their identities as descendants of the Jade Clear lineage, Yan Zhaoge felt that it could not be that simple.
He pondered for a moment before chasing after him.
His movements were very obvious. The person up ahead immediately felt him, his sword-light halting slightly as his figure appeared and he swivelled his head.
This person appeared extremely old in appearance, his body bent as there were even aged spots on his skin that was revealed outside of his clothes. He seemed ancient, like a candle about to blow out.
However, as his gaze circulated, it did not appear old, instead being young and full of energy.
Seeing the look of Yan Zhaoge and the Myriad Dragon Palace, this old man was clearly taken aback, “You…you are the person who injured Jinyuan?”
While he was surprised at having met Yan Zhaoge here, this old man’s movements were not slow as he directly chopped outwards with a sword.
Yan Zhaoge similarly made a move immediately, leaping out of the Myriad Dragon Palace together with his Northern Ocean Clone and shooting towards their opponent.
A great battle again commenced over the great sea which had only just calmed not long ago.
This old man was more powerful than Kang Jinyuan, also have a much more cautious personality. His sword-light was fast at times whilst slow at others as it navigated the entire surrounding sky.
After discovering that he could not stand against the combined might of Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone, he was not enraged as he instead felt a chill within his heart.
This old man patiently clashed with Yan Zhaoge, intending to hold down the fort and wait for assistance. After other Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners had been drawn to the area, they would combine their forces to capture Yan Zhaoge together.
Yan Zhaoge and his clone combined forces, preparing to imprison this old man in the Myriad Dragon Palace before slowly dealing with him.
The old man was vigilant. As his sword-light expanded, he prioritised only on stability and not making any mistakes.
There was only when Yan Zhaoge seemed to want to retreat that he expanded his sword-light in chasing over and harassing him, not letting him extricate himself from the battle.
After detecting that it was a trap by Yan Zhaoge to draw him in, he would immediately shrink back again.
Yan Zhaoge raised his brows, seemingly not wanting to be engaged in a protracted battle here as his figure turned, immediately about to leave.
That old man expanded his sword-light, harassing over once more.
However, Yan Zhaoge didn’t seem to be luring him over now as he truly seemed resolved to leave.
The old man cautiously held himself back, really allowing Yan Zhaoge to escape from the battlefield and into the distance.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge far away in the distance, this old man frowned, asking, “Brat, you’re escaping just like this?”
His tone was disdainful as his voice spread far into the distance.
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge halted and looked coldly at him.
This old man rejoiced secretly as he continued saying disdainfully, “I still thought that you had some abilities. So you are just the kind who bullies the weak and fears the strong.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled coldly, “Someone like you who was beaten by me like a turtle who can only shrink its head back into its shell-aren’t you ashamed by your laughable words?”
The old man laughed leisurely, “Isn’t it you brat who have been continuously running into a wall with your head smashed full of blood, only being able to lower your head and run now?”
“Heh!” Yan Zhaoge laughed coldly, his body abruptly making a turn in mid-air, instantly killing his way back before the old man at a greater speed than when he had left!
Seeing him returning, this old man could not help but feel secretly triumphant as he sighed in relief.
He did not let off with his words as he continued trying to stoke Yan Zhaoge’s temper, “Not having a good memory even just having been taught a lesson. Come, come, come-let this old man give you some pointers.”
Saying thus, he expanded his sword-light, clashing with Yan Zhaoge once more.
Still, while his tone was disdainful and relaxed, he was more proactive in battling this time.
The youth before him had a restless expression on his face. While his temper had been stoked, he looked about to calm down again now.
After he had calmed, knowing that he should not be spending any more time here, he would feel like leaving again.
While provoking him with words was effective, the more it was used, the less effective it would get.
“I can’t let him get away!” This old man thought as he wielded his sword.
After two blows had been exchanged, Yan Zhaoge seemed to have calmed somewhat. He glanced hatefully at that old man before, knowing that victory and defeat could not be decided for quite a while yet, turning and leaving.
The old man tried to stoke his fury again, but Yan Zhaoge didn’t fall for it as he continued fleeing.
Still, the old man had been prepared for it this time as he expanded his sword-light in pursuit, still harassing Yan Zhaoge as he tried to leave.
At this moment, however, his heart suddenly jolted.
Yan Zhaoge’s face that appeared before him was calm, a hint of a smile even visible at the corners of his mouth.
Where was the fury, the restlessness?
The old man cried inwardly that things were not good.
Before he could change his stance, Yan Zhaoge and his Northern Ocean Clone, one wielding the Dark Feather Slaughtering Golden Spear and the other the Fish Dragon Spear, stabbed simultaneously outwards.
The two of them used the exact same technique, yet birthed a completely unprecedented variation!
The scene of a great tide that surged to the heavens appeared within space, a fish that was massive as a continent bobbing amidst the waves of the infinite ocean.
This fish abruptly opened its mouth wide, a terrifying suction force being emitted from within.
The spears wielded by Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone drew an arc together in mid-air, each drawing a half-circle as the two combined.
The old man’s sword-light that he had proactively launched was instantly locked in place.
“I’ve been trapped! This time, I’ve sent myself to his doorstep!”
The old man was greatly shocked as he saw the great gate of the Myriad Dragon Palace open, a terrifying suction force also emitted from within.
“Old dog, it should be me giving you some pointers,” Yan Zhaoge’s smile turned savage as he forcibly sent the other party into the Myriad Dragon Palace along with him!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 659: An unexpected surprise
HSSB659: An unexpected surprise
Yan Zhaoge’s
Northern Ocean Clone had been obtained from refining someone else’s mortal shell. He was a Martial Saint from the start, his foundation solid as it would not be easy for him to switch to cultivating in other martial arts. Thus, he had not cultivated in supreme martial arts of the Jade Clear lineage like the Peerless Heavenly Scripture and the Cyclic Heavenly Scripture.
However, Yan Zhaoge had supreme martial arts suitable for him as well, causing him to grow stronger and stronger.
After solidifying his foundations with the Supporting Soaring Art had come a famous supreme martial art of pre-Great Calamity times, the Great Wilderness Fish-Roc Art.
It was the elite martial art for the human race in cultivating in the power of that mystical creature.
Yan Zhaoge simulated the Great Wilderness Fish-Roc Art with the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, combining forces with the Northern Ocean Clone in manifesting its image.
If that old man had been fully devoted to defence as he had earlier, he would still have been able to barely hold on.
Now that he was proactively attacking, he was unable to retract his move as he was directly swept along by Yan Zhaoge and sent into the Myriad Dragon Palace.
After they had entered, the great gate of the palace mightily slammed shut before they sunk into the great sea and was gone far away in an instant.
In the Myriad Dragon Palace, that old man snorted, “You scheming brat!”
He flipped his palm, a cold, biting sword appearing within his hands, the sword-qi surging madly as his momentum skyrocketed.
Having heard rumours that Yan Zhaoge possessed a mystical bamboo cane that could suppress low-grade Sacred Artifacts, this old man had not used his accompanying weapon at all before this.
However, in fighting for his very life now, it naturally did not have to be asked which between himself and his Sacred Artifact was the more important.
If he could get out of here alive, even if his sword was damaged, he would only be able to accept it and hope to take revenge another day.
“The Grand Xuan Dynasty cannot give every Martial Saint a Sacred Artifact, but from the looks of it, you descendants of Shen Lingzi’s lineage indeed all possess accompanying Sacred Artifacts, your accumulated wealth not just simply being abundant,” Seeing him finally using his sword, Yan Zhaoge did not appear concerned as purple light flickered within his hand, that dark green bamboo cane appearing as it struck down towards the other party’s head!
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