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History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

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


  While they were full of themselves like Zhuang Chaohui, only viewing Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain as of any significance as they secretly looked down on Yan Zhaoge and Broad Creed Mountain, with Yan Zhaoge having slain their fellow disciple, they had long since memorised how he looked like as they would never mistake him for anyone else.

  With Zhuang Chaohui’s group not having exited the cave manor as it was instead Yan Zhaoge who had emerged, these Wutong Slope martial practitioners all felt shocked and doubtful too.

  They were momentarily stunned before they all attacked Yan Zhaoge together!

  The Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen had set down a strict decree long ago.

  If Yan Zhaoge dared to enter the lands of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, he was to be slain without mercy. All martial practitioners of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory could act against him.

  Let alone the other experts of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, as descendants of Zhuang Shen’s lineage, Phoenix Ritual Mountain’s Wutong Slope would certainly abide rigorously by this decree, acting unceremoniously against him.

  Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged on Pan-Pan’s back, not shifting even an inch as he just extended his left hand.

  With a flip of his palm, the heavens and earth were instantly overturned in the eyes of those Wutong Slope martial practitioners!

  Where the majestic, immeasurable palm force of the Cyclic Heavenly Seal passed, it swept through the entire surrounding area.

  “An endless mountain range, with many Spiritual Bright Trees growing all around, filling numerous mountain peaks. This place seems to be the Endless Mountain Range of the northern region of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory,” Yan Zhaoge surveyed the surroundings even as he attacked.

  He had always treated information reports with great importance. Having long since made an enemy out of the Southern Exalt and his lineage, he had naturally made more preparations for this.

  He had collected various information reports from all around. Who knew that they would turn out to be of use today?

  While this was the first time Yan Zhaoge had been in person to the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, he had already long since learnt from various channels about the more important landmarks here.

  Observing the special features of the local geography now, while he could not say this for sure, he thought that this was someplace in the northern regions of the southern Blazing Heaven Territory.

  Despite having landed within the southern Blazing Heaven Territory, Yan Zhaoge was not panicked.

  He first raised a hand and took care of these disciples of Wutong Slope.

  While he was not a hardcore killer, he had already long since gotten used to killing when necessary.

  These Wutong Slope martial practitioners subconsciously feared Yan Zhaoge. Still, they just rushed over without thinking further.

  When they discovered that things were not simple as they had thought, it was already too late for regrets.

  Instead, it was those two Three Foot Mountain Elders who focused fully on running away, making use of when Yan Zhaoge was taking care of the Wutong Slope martial practitioners to flee into the distance.

  The two split up, fleeing in different directions as they hoped that they could survive this tribulation.

  Yan Zhaoge smiled and patted Pan-Pan’s head before soaring into the air, chasing after the Immortal Bridge Martial Saint of Three Foot Mountain.

  Pan-Pan carried Ah Hu, pursuing the other opponent of the Seeing Divinity Martial Saint realm.

  The other party was already heavily injured. Whether in fighting or running, he was no match for Pan-Pan.

  That Immortal Bridge Martial Saint Elder of Three Foot Mountain felt a terrifying aura approaching from behind. Looking back, he was instantly shocked.

  “Yan Zhaoge, if you harm my Three Foot Mountain, know that…”

  Before he had finished speaking, he was already interrupted by Yan Zhaoge, “I am well aware who the person who stands behind you is. Still, this does not affect me in any way.”

  “Your sect’s Chief and many others are waiting for you down below. You will not be lonely in death.”

  With that, he struck down with a palm!

  The other party’s eyes looked on the brink of imploding as he blurted disbelievingly, “You actually…”

  Partway through his words, the crown of his head was shattered by Yan Zhaoge’s palm, his brain fluids splattering.

  After killing his foe, Yan Zhaoge did not linger as he calmly turned and headed off elsewhere.

  Still, he caught up very soon, seeing the back figure of Ah Hu as he sat on Pan-Pan’s back.

  “It’s already dealt with?” Yan Zhaoge landed soundlessly on Pan-Pan’s back, “There is no blood stench. You didn’t kill him?”

  Ah Hu answered with a rather strange expression on his face, “Young Master, something unexpected happened.”

  He pointed towards the distance.

  Actually, without him having to point, surveying the surroundings after discovering that Pan-Pan had not slain the other party, Yan Zhaoge was already gazing in that direction.

  There, two people were currently clashing.

  Looking over, Yan Zhaoge saw that one of them was that Three Foot Mountain Elder while the other was a youth.

  That youth looked around twenty from the outside. He was dressed in red and was swift as booming thunder.

  Yan Zhaoge saw that his actual age was higher than twenty. Still, as compared to others of the same cultivation level, he was still extremely young, so much so that most would be shocked by it.

  Such a young first level Martial Saint was extremely rare even in the entire World beyond Worlds.

  He could be called handsome if not for the tragic wound that ran across his face, destroying his left eye.

  Still, this youth cared not about the wound on his face at all as he was fixated on fiercely attacking that Three Foot Mountain martial practitioner.

  Attacking at full force, he paid no attention to his own wounds such that the right side of his face was stained in fresh blood.

  That Three Foot Mountain Elder had long since already broke through space to see true Divinity. Still, having been heavily injured by Yan Zhaoge, he was simply unable to exert his true abilities.

  Fearing that Yan Zhaoge might soon catch up, he was totally focused on fleeing from this place.

  Yet, the less he desired to do battle, the greater a loss he suffered as he was locked down by an opponent whose cultivation base was much weaker than his.

  Still, after glancing over, Yan Zhaoge felt interested, “Oh, that’s something.”

  While his opponent was hard pressed to exert his usual strength due to certain reasons, it was also true that the strength of that red-clothed youth far surpassed that of ordinary martial practitioners of the same cultivation level.

  Let alone first level Martial Saint opponents, even most martial practitioners of the second level of the Martial Saint realm should be no match for this red-clothed youth.

  While he wielded no weapon, brandishing his palm like a sabre, each sabre caused thunder light to surge to the heavens.

  That thunder light was crimson like blood, terrifying and mournful.

  Beneath that raging chain thunder, the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioner who emitted the golden radiance of the great sun seemed to be enveloped by a layer of blood.

  The thunder-light and the sabre-light merged, stirring the winds and clouds of the surrounding area with a momentum that shocked the heavens and earth as the golden glow of the sun was shattered non-stop.

  The red-clothed youth had a savage expression on his face, his roars loud as booming thunder as he seemed not to care for his life in the least, putting it on the line in frenziedly attacking his opponent.

  “Speaking of this, it felt just now like that person of Three Foot Mountain had a living person stored in his Shadow Shrinking Pouch,” Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, “At the t
ime, I thought it was a fellow disciple with a lower cultivation base.”

  “From the looks of it now, it was actually a captive?”

  Ah Hu nodded, “That’s right. Not long after Pan-Pan and I started chasing him, that person’s sleeve suddenly broke apart with a streak of bloodred thunder light shooting out to attack him.”

  “He is probably injured too badly such that he was no longer able to continue imprisoning him as a captive in the Shadow Shrinking Pouch.”

  He scratched his head, “In the end, without us even doing anything, the two of them began fighting.”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 958: Thunderbolt blood

  HSSB958: Thunderbolt blood

  Looking at that red-clothed youth who seemed crazed like a devil, Ah Hu pulled back the corners of his lips, “Young Master, doesn’t the sabre arts he uses look like…”

  “That of the decimated Xia Family from the Consecutive Drum Mountain Range of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory?” Yan Zhaoge replied.

  Ah Hu nodded.

  They had not interacted with the Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family.

  Still, the martial practitioners of the Consecutive Drum Mountain Range who had mentioned the terrible incident to them back then had still provided some information regarding the Xia Family.

  At this moment, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu saw that the attacks of the red-clothed youth somewhat resembled the Booming Thunder Sabre of the lineage of the Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family.

  It was just that the Booming Thunder Sabre they had heard of did not possess such extraordinary might.

  The Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family was apparently from a lower world. Despite having come to successfully stand stably in the World beyond Worlds, let alone being comparable to most peak lineages, they were not all that remarkable even in the Consecutive Drum Mountain Range.

  Therefore, Ah Hu felt rather uncertain about this as he looked hesitantly at Yan Zhaoge.

  “The legacies of the Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family consist not just of their martial arts but also one of the Five Element Creation Thunders, the aged gold supreme thunderbolts of the gold element,” Yan Zhaoge said, “They temper their lungs with the thunder, their breathing resembling thunder as it is sharp and piercing as gold. Merged with sabre arts, their power rises greatly.”

  “Actually, all weapons can benefit from this, in truth.”

  Yan Zhaoge possessed the thunder of blazing flames of the fire attribute of the Five Element Creation Thunders, both of these being closely related as it was easy for him to detect the unordinary aspects of this red-clothed youth.

  Still, this was not the core reason for the red-clothed youth’s outstanding strength.

  “Look closely at his body,” Yan Zhaoge got straight to the crux of the matter.

  Ah Hu had a lower cultivation base than the two combatants as it was more difficult for him to grasp the details of their battle.

  Still, reminded by Yan Zhaoge, as Ah Hu gazed over carefully, he saw that on the exposed skin of the youth’s body that was not concealed by his red clothes, some tattoos could actually be seen on him.

  Those tattoos were crimson as blood as they resembled thunder and flashing lightning, making for a shocking sight.

  Due to the clothes he was wearing, only a small portion of that tattooed image was currently visible.

  Yet, as they battled, the youth unceasingly drew out his potential as the tattoos could visibly be seen extending on his body!

  Soon, that image which resembled thunderbolts of blood had already enveloped his arms and neck as it extended towards his face.

  It looked just like tragic wounds had been opened up on his body’s exterior as they all crisscrossed.

  It was wild, primal, tyrannical, terrifying.

  Accompanied by the extension of these bloodred thunderbolt patterns, that youth became increasingly violent and vicious in his attacks, only attacking as he totally ignored defence.

  He was actually becoming stronger and stronger as well, his strength rising unceasingly!

  Herein was the frenzied resolution of one burning the rest of their life force as no further path was available to them.

  It gave off the feeling that he was already at the end of his tether, this being a moment of strength and clarity that came at the end before all strength was lost.

  It was as though if just a bit of time passed, without any external influence, he would already have run completely out of steam and vitality, perishing on the spot.

  Yet, his power was simply rising and rising just like that as there seemed to be no end to this at all.

  That injured Three Foot Mountain Elder whose mind was not completely in this was actually left at a disadvantage by the merciless momentum of the red-clothed youth, going all out in forcibly trading his life for his opponent’s.

  The glorious sun hung amidst the horizon. Yet, bloodred thunder flickered unceasingly within the golden sun, carving out numerous cracks on it.

  “Young Master, that…what exactly is it…” Ah Hu swallowed his saliva.

  Observing their battle, Yan Zhaoge casually replied, “A strange physique is recorded in the ancient texts, known as thunderbolt blood.”

  “Those who bear thunderbolt blood have extremely vigorous qi and blood which is like fire and thunder, being violent to the extreme. This would give them an exceptional advantage if they cultivate in martial arts.”

  First not speaking of advantage in cultivation speed, one would be extremely powerful in actual fights as each of their blows would contain explosive power that far surpassed that of their peers.

  Still, there were disadvantages to this as well. If they were careless in their cultivation, they would instead bring harm upon themselves.

  “After the Great Calamity, there has been almost no news of those bearing thunderbolt blood. This guy whom we are witnessing in person may very well be the first,” Yan Zhaoge pointed at that red-clothed youth, “These blood-coloured thunderbolt patterns are not visible all the time. Usually, he would look no different from the average person.”

  “His qi returning rate is high and his explosive power high when he usually fights. Still, it would not be as fearsome as he is now. This is because he executed the Blood Thunderbolt Ritual.”

  Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, “I had only heard of this before. I never thought that I would witness this in person today.”

  “Blood Thunderbolt Ritual?” Ah Hu repeated, “Seeing the tattoos appearing on his body, he makes me remember that Ye Jing with his reforged Flame Devil body that year.”

  “It is just that Ye Jing had tattoos of flame, whereas his are of thunderbolts.”

  Observing that red-clothed youth, Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly, “They are intrinsically different. Ye Jing reforged a Flame Devil body using the legacy of the Heavenly Fire Scripture, his tattoos being condensed of the concept within the scripture as a long-term existence which would not change according to his own will.”

  “The Blood Thunderbolt Ritual is a secret art that a martial practitioner can stop by their own will.”

  “Also, because Ye Jing’s cultivation base was too low and his mind unstable back then, the external influence of the Flame Devil body was able to influence his soul as well as personality.”

  “As for this guy here, his temperament is probably inborn, being unrelated to the thunderbolt blood he bears.”

  Yan Zhaoge said, “The Blood Thunderbolt Ritual is a secret art that does not have to be taught. All martial practitioners who bear thunderbolt blood will slowly comprehend it themselves and merge this into those martial arts they are cultivating in. It is only they who can comprehend and utilise it.”

  This secret art would draw out the explosive power of the thunderbolt blood greatly, leading to an immense boost in strength for a limited amount of time.

  Still, this was like pulling up the shoots to make them grow faster as they would surpass their actual limits. Their longevity w
ould be harmed as a result.

  Still, the unleashed power was mighty indeed.

  As a first level Martial Saint, that red-clothed youth was now able to properly battle an expert of the third level of the Martial Saint realm.

  As he fought like a crazed tiger, only attacking and not defending at all, most third level Martial Saint experts would have to go on the defensive and avoid his sharpness for the time being.

  “From the looks of it, Young Master, this person should be someone of the Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family?” Ah Hu scratched his head, “Perhaps it is because he is unique that the people of Three Foot Mountain did not kill him, simply capturing him alive?”

  Yan Zhaoge shrugged, “It would be impossible for him to enter a sect who decimated his family. It should be that they have some other use for him.”

  Ah Hu felt curious, “Young Master, logically speaking, with his outstanding talent as he is even a Martial Saint already, how is it possible that we have never heard of him before?”

  While he had just entered the Martial Saint realm, the potential and strength displayed by this red-clothed youth was virtually already no inferior to that of the son of the Southern Exalt, the Phoenix Prince Zhuang Chaohui.

  This was even when he simply cultivated in martial arts of the Listening Thunder Peak’s Xia Family that could not be considered all that high-level in the World beyond Worlds.

  If he had the background and environment of the likes of Fu Ting, Gao Qing, Long Hanhua, Zeng Mo and Zhuang Chaohui, how would he be like now?

  “Well, we can only ask him that in person,” Yan Zhaoge chuckled, stroking his lower chin.

  Ah Hu was too familiar with his Young Master.

  Seeing Yan Zhaoge’s smile, he shivered inwardly as he began to give mentally give early condolences to this yet unnamed red-clothed youth.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 959: Giving early condolences

  HSSB959: Giving early condolences

  This trouble that had suddenly sprung out of nowhere was not the worst thing for that Three Foot Mountain Elder.

 

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