History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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

  “Thinking of running?” Luo Zhiyuan held the Dim Radiant Lamp amidst space far away, his gaze cold.

  The exterior of the lamp was filled densely with bright patterns as the lamp’s light looked like it was about to be reignited once more.

  Yan Zhaoge was neither hurried nor flustered as he struck towards the stone door with a palm.

  From within the opened door suddenly appeared multiple strange qi currents.

  The radiance that had already been dim originally instantly dimmed yet further, with even the Dim Radiant Lamp shaking slightly as a result.

  The chaotic flow of space vanished once more, the internal structure of the mausoleum reappearing.

  Chen Song’s palm mightily struck the wall of a passage of the mausoleum.

  He frowned as he looked at this, not knowing where Yan Zhaoge might currently be.

  While everyone was still within the Dim Radiant Mausoleum, they were in different areas. After space had transformed into the mausoleum, they ended up located in different places within.

  He had still been within sight a moment ago, but he was unable to locate him now. The complex structure of the mausoleum made it such that it was difficult for one to distinguish directions.

  The martial practitioners of the Radiant Light Sect and Dim Darkness Sect were instantly split up as well. There were only those who had been clashing previously who still remained face-to-face now.

  There were only Zhou Haosheng and the Dim Darkness Adept left in front of Luo Zhiyuan as well.

  He ignored Zhou Haosheng, instead frowning as he looked at the Dim Radiant Lamp he grasped as well as the mausoleum that had reappeared.

  Finally, Luo Zhiyuan’s gaze landed on the stone coffin on which the Dim Radiant Lamp was placed.

  Looking at its empty interior, his gaze was heavy and focused, “Is the Emperor truly dead? What lies behind that great door of the mausoleum?”

  Zhou Haosheng’s expression was gloomy and uncertain as he too was unable to get his head around the sudden change in the situation.

  Eventually, Luo Zhiyuan retracted his gaze, focusing on things at hand.

  Bright patterns surged unceasingly on the Dim Radiant Lamp, extending rapidly.

  Luo Zhiyuan refined the Dim Radiant Lamp with all his might, wanting to get this supreme treasure completely under his control for good.

  In the depths of the mausoleum, Yan Zhaoge sighed in relief as he saw the mausoleum’s passageway that had just reappeared before him, feeling even more curious about what existed behind the door.

  The threat of Luo Zhiyuan, Guo Song and the others had temporarily been resolved. Still, danger remained.

  Yan Zhaoge naturally would not be happy to see Luo Zhiyuan and the Radiant Light Sect obtain the Dim Radiant Lamp as per their desires, causing their strength to skyrocket.

  Yan Zhaoge inhaled deeply before venturing beyond the opened stone door.

  Beyond the stone door, the dim radiance that bewildered one’s senses which had been seen everywhere in the mausoleum had completely vanished.

  An empty foreign dimension lay before him. Everything was jet-black, with only a speck of radiance flickering in the distance, bright whilst also pure.

  Yan Zhaoge carefully felt the flow of qi in this foreign dimension, his expression turning stern a moment later.

  This foreign dimension seemed to have restored the primal beginnings of the universe, depicting everything stemming from the primordial darkness till the scenes of when the first light was born.

  After that first speck of light was born, time seemed to have frozen at that one moment, changes occurring no more.

  In that instant where everything had been preserved, the flow of time seemed to have lost all meaning, being mysterious beyond words.

  Yan Zhaoge approached that speck of light of the beginning. Yet, the darkness of the universe seemed to stretch out boundlessly. However far he walked, that speck of light still appeared a considerable distance away as it did not seem to be getting any closer at all.

  That feeling was like he was walking on the spot.

  Looking at that insurmountable speck of light, Yan Zhaoge’s gaze began turning deep and distant as he silently circulated the Peerless Heavenly Scripture.

  Numerous qi currents that resembled chaos soundlessly appeared, suffusing the area beside him.

  Yan Zhaoge advanced once more. This time, there was finally a feeling of distance amidst space as Yan Zhaoge could visibly make out the distance between him and that speck of light diminishing.

  Finally, arriving at the centre of this foreign dimension, he saw that this speck of light still remained as miniscule as a grain of rice.

  Yan Zhaoge reached out, the qi currents about his entire body that resembled chaos encroaching on that speck of radiance.

  While its glow had dimmed, Yan Zhaoge could already see that amidst that radiance that was as minute as a speck of dust was actually concealed an unusual world.

  Enveloped by that glow was an altar.

  While it appeared tiny, it emanated an extremely majestic feeling.

  Yan Zhaoge even felt as if this altar was even grander and mightier than the entire Dim Radiant Mausoleum.

  “The problem is-how do we get in?” Yan Zhaoge carefully inspected the area, pondering unceasingly.

  He reached out, tapping the radiance that resembled a speck of dust with his fingertip. While it was just a single speck of radiance, it was like he was touching a whole independent world before him.

  The power of dimensions seemed to possess form as it obstructed Yan Zhaoge.

  This time, however, Yan Zhaoge felt something out of the ordinary. The concept contained within that radiance did not just consist of the legacies of the former Dim Radiant Sect.

  An aura which Yan Zhaoge felt to be familiar was also mixed within.

  His expression now turned rather strange, “Why does this rather resemble the concept of the Life Creation Heavenly Scripture? Also, based on the comprehension of the scripture, it seems to be the work of that elusive mother of mine?”

  Thinking this, Yan Zhaoge recalled his conversation with his father Yan Di back then as he extended a finger, drawing in the air.

  His true essence transformed into light, leaving traces in the air where his finger drew as a very unique rune was quickly formed.

  As the rune circulated, a profound, mysterious concept emanated from within.

  Some things like secret codes which Yan Di had taught to him back then were all contained within.

  Some of those things were still useless now, but some were already beginning to serve their use.

  The rune shrunk, becoming even more miniscule than a speck of dust as it descended towards that altar.

  The speck of radiance that resembled dust finally expanded, an existence that resembled a sphere of light manifesting with a door soundlessly opening on its surface.

  Yan Zhaoge clicked his tongue in wonder.

  Could the person who had entered the Dim Radiant Mausoleum previously be Xue Chuqing?

  How had she managed to do it?

  From projecting her cultivation base, even if she had improved rapidly, the possibility would still be comparatively small unless she had resided within a world where time flowed faster for many years.

  Or maybe she had some special method with which she had done so. Still, there was currently nothing which went to show that she had some connection to the Dim Radiant Sect.

  As he pondered, Yan Zhaoge entered the world within the sphere of light.

  The altar that had a majestic aura was erected at the centre of this space, seemingly densely filling the surrounding heavens and earth.

  Radiance shone brightly at times whilst dimly at others atop the altar, flickering interchangeably.

  A great many objects were piled up at the foot of the altar.

  His gaze sweeping over them, Yan Zhaoge was surprised, “Good fella. We’ve struck it rich this time.”

  Gazing over, various
precious resources and rare treasures of all kinds were piled up like a mountain before the altar.

  The Dim Radiant Sect had flourished for some time back then, possessing a substantial foundation.

  While the most important Dim Radiant Lamp wasn’t here, even a portion of the treasures that the Dim Radiant Emperor Yin Tianxia had been buried with was already sufficient to take the breath of most away.

  Still, Yan Zhaoge was more interested in what existed atop the altar.

  As well as…was there anyone still here?

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 714: The man-crazy young girl

  HSSB714: The man-crazy young girl

  The radiance atop the altar was bright at times whilst dim at others, forming a dense mist of light which obscured one’s sensory abilities such that even Yan Zhaoge was unable to see through it.

  However, his heart jolted slightly as he felt that there was clearly still someone present at the foot of this altar amidst this pile of treasures.

  This was rather out of Yan Zhaoge’s predictions.

  After all, from the environment of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum outside, it had already been quite a while since the people who had entered had come.

  Could it be that this person had been here all this time, not having left?

  Yan Zhaoge concentrated in that direction, seeing the pile of treasures that resembled a mountain suddenly shaking.

  An even brighter light surged from below, pushing out through the pile of treasures and materials. A blue bottle arose from amidst the bottom layer of the mountain of treasures, flying into the air.

  Countless spirit patterns circulated on the surface of the bottle, gradually dispersing.

  Observing these spirit patterns, Yan Zhaoge wondered, “It should be a seal that was at work. Now that the seal has broken, what is it inside the bottle?”

  Could it be that there was a guardian of the treasures slumbering within that he would have to beat in order to obtain these treasures?

  A rather random thought appeared in Yan Zhaoge’s mind before he saw the seal which had been on the bottle vanish completely.

  The bottle fell straight onto the ground, a seven-coloured light spurting out from within. Amidst the light, a figure appeared.

  Yan Zhaoge blinked, staring at that person whom he appraised for a long time, “That’s not it…”

  While he was unsure whether he was feeling despondent or relaxed, Yan Zhaoge could be certain that he definitely wouldn’t be unable to recognise Xue Chuqing.

  Whether it was from deep within his memories or the image that he had received from his father Yan Di just two years back, Yan Zhaoge was clearly able to remember Xue Chuqing’s appearance.

  While this person before him was also a female, she was definitely someone else.

  Also, she had the appearance of a young girl.

  Wearing a white dress, this girl’s eyes both appeared drowsy, as if she had not had enough sleep.

  Seeing Yan Zhaoge standing before her, the girl’s mind seemed to clear up somewhat, her big eyes suddenly blinking intermittently as she too appraised him.

  After observing her for a while, Yan Zhaoge suddenly extended a finger, tapping towards her brows.

  The girl looked dazed as she watched Yan Zhaoge surprisedly, somewhat unable to register this.

  Still, as a martial practitioner, her body reacted faster than her mind as she instinctively dodged backwards.

  With this, the martial arts that she used were naturally revealed as well.

  Yan Zhaoge had intentionally reduced the speed of his finger to give her sufficient time to execute them, revealing her martial foundation.

  With just this one move, Yan Zhaoge was already able to tell that this girl’s movement techniques were extremely close to that of the Jade Crane Su Yun of the Floating Life World who had been his mother’s attendant that year. It was also similar to the martial foundations of Xue Chuqing which Yan Di had described to him before.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, retracting his finger and no longer making a move.

  The girl looked blankly at Yan Zhaoge.

  “Don’t be scared…” Yan Zhaoge smiled as he spoke in a warm tone, preparing to explain things and console her a little.

  Looking at Yan Zhaoge, that girl instead suddenly blurted out, “Young Master is so handsome…”

  “Huh?” Yan Zhaoge was caught rather unprepared by her reaction.

  That girl seemed to finally have awoken fully from her slumber, regaining all her vitality.

  However, she currently had a man-crazy, admiring look on her face as her hands clasped before her chest, she stared unblinkingly at Yan Zhaoge with wide, starstruck eyes, “Handsome appearance, straight, tall figure, refreshing as the spring breeze, divinity in his gaze, possessing a sharp, domineering aura and a composure of utmost confidence. There is really no fault to be found in any area at all!”

  Yan Zhaoge did not know whether to laugh or to cry, “I’ve got to admit that I feel very happy at your praise. Still, are you only concerned about this?”

  The girl nodded forcefully, “This maid how Lady looks like, also having seen images of Lord before. As for Young Master, this maid had only seen how you looked when you were young. The flair of Young Master who possesses both the best features of Lady and Lord after having come of age-I have been anticipating it all this while!”

  She held her face, twisting it from side to side, “Lady, Young Master really is handsome! Xiao Ai is so happy!”

  Yan Zhaoge was rendered dumbstruck, feeling a little unable to keep up with this girl’s train of thought.

  “This…you just called yourself Xiao Ai?” Yan Zhaoge helplessly interrupted the girl who was currently caught in her fantasies and crying for joy, “I didn’t have any malicious intentions in acting just now. It was just to test out your martial foundation. From the looks of it now, all seems to be clear.”

  Yan Zhaoge said, “I am surnamed Yan, Yan Zhaoge. My father is Yan Di, and my mother is Xue Chuqing.”

  “Your martial arts are from the same lineage as my mother’s, being virtually exactly the same in the detailed, specific areas in a way that would be difficult to falsify. You must have learned under her?”

  Xiao Ai nodded forcefully, “Right, Young Master! While serving Lady, this maid was also taught some martial arts by her on the side.”

  Yan Zhaoge asked, “Just how can you be certain of my identity? Is it just by looks alone? There are many who look similar yet are not actually related by blood.”

  Xiao Ai answered, “In order to treat this maid’s injuries, Lady left me within this foreign dimension, with this maid recuperating using the slumbering method of the Turtle Breathing Technique. When someone entered the foreign dimension through a special technique, if this maid had already fully recuperated and was just slumbering, the barrier outside the bottle would automatically wake me.”

  “If someone forcibly broke into the foreign dimension, this maid would not be awakened. Therefore, as soon as this maid awoke, she knew that either Lady had personally returned or it must be Lord or Young Master who had come.”

  She looked smilingly at Yan Zhaoge, “This maid has seen Lord’s recorded appearance before, while Young Master is still so young.”

  Xiao Ai appraised Yan Zhaoge carefully with another glance before again holding her face, her head lowered as she shivered crazily, appearing incomparably excited, “A-grade!…No! A+! Young Master is definitely A+!”

  Yan Zhaoge was momentarily lost for words as he looked at this man-crazy maid, smiling wryly as he then interrupted her after pondering slightly, “Then, my…mother, she’s already gone? Do you know where she was heading to and where she might be at now?”

  Xiao Ai shook her head, “This maid doesn’t know.”

  She said in a righteous tone, “In this world, it is easy for Lady to find people, but it would be hard indeed for someone looking for Lady.”

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “These words…
I’m beginning to share the same sentiments more and more.”

  Xiao Ai’s mood seemed to have fallen as she sniffed, “If not for this maid getting injured back then, holding Lady back, Lady would not have been noticed and pursued, having to make use of this Dim Radiant Mausoleum in order to get rid of the pursuers.”

  Yan Zhaoge’s gaze hardened, “Who was pursuing you?”

  Xiao Ai appeared rather bewildered, “This maid doesn’t know too. Lady only said that the less this maid knows, the safer I’ll be.”

  Yan Zhaoge nodded, glancing at the altar before him and then surveying the surrounding space, “My mother brought you into the Dim Radiant Mausoleum? There was no one who helped you to enter?”

  Xiao Ai said, “There were just the two us. As for the rest, Lady said that all of them were turned into puppets by the restrictions of this mausoleum.”

  Yan Zhaoge said rather interestedly, “I remember that my mother shouldn’t have any connection to the Dim Radiant Sect?”

  “This maid also isn’t very clear on this. Lady only casually mentioned something once,” Xiao Ai said, “I think Lady said that her Grand Master was formerly a close friend of the Dim Radiant Emperor’s.”

  She suddenly seemed to remember something as she tugged at Yan Zhaoge’s sleeve, pointing toward the top of the altar, “Young Master, young master! Lady once said that there’s a really remarkable thing up there!”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 715: The existence atop the altar

  HSSB715: The existence atop the altar

  Seeing her simple, honest mentality, Yan Zhaoge minded it not as he allowed her to tug at his sleeve.

  Hearing Xiao Ai’s words, Yan Zhaoge looked where she was pointing. He saw radiance flickering atop the altar, bright at times whilst dim at others.

  Yan Zhaoge gazed up at the altar, not moving an inch, “Xiao Ai, did you know that the stone coffin of the Dim Radiant Emperor in the mausoleum chamber is empty?”

  Xiao Ai nodded straightforwardly, “I do!”

  She continued pointing at the altar up above, “The Dim Radiant Emperor is right up there.”