Zhou Yuan grinned. “I won’t!”
Old Xuan did not waste any more time and gently swept the broom in his hand.
Bzz!
The ground began to shake a split second later as the great river below the cliff began to churn violently, causing giant waves to rise.
The scales on the two stone dragons coiled around the left and right cliffs began to light up one by one. In the end, two torrents of berserk to the limit fire and water Genesis Qi spouted out.
Half the world turned scorching hot, while the other half turned chillingly cold.
Rumble!
Fire and water burst forth, ultimately meeting at the spot where Zhou Yuan was seated, instantly drowning his figure.
Zhou Yuan’s body began to violently tremble. His skin and flash began to be torn open at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, causing blood to gush out. However, he tenaciously gritted his teeth, guttural roars that had been suppressed to the limit escaping his throat as his face twisted in pain.
Old Xuan watched the figure that bitterly persisted within the raging fire and water as his gnarly hands slightly tightened around the bamboo broom, ready to sweep in to save Zhou Yuan at any moment.
This kid would not be allowed to die here.
Meanwhile, he also sighed inside. Even he had not expected the little one before him to become the leader of the Cangxuan Sect Chosen in a short two years.
Most importantly, he had also become the first disciple in the sect’s history to gather all seven arts through the Chosen challenge...
“If master was still around, he would likely be happy that such a talented genius has been produced in our sect…” mumbled old Xuan.
Meanwhile, on another peak in the distance.
Yaoyao was seated on the edge of a cliff, her long, slender legs hanging off the edge. The fair legs seemed to sparkle like crystals under the sunlight.
She gently swung them back and forth while she peered towards the painfully howling Zhou Yuan far away.
Yaoyao gently stroked Tuntun, pursing her lips slightly as she softly said, “This battle belongs to him. We cannot interfere.”
Although seeing Zhou Yuan suffer in this manner was a little unbearable, Yaoyao understood that the eventual fight with Wu Huang and the Great Wu Empire was part of Zhou Yuan’s destiny.
As such, the Cangxuan Sect’s decision to not directly help Zhou Yuan deal with King Wu was in truth better for Zhou Yuan.
Both Wu Huang and King Wu were obstacles Zhou Yuan needed to overcome on his cultivation journey, obstacles that he needed to overcome by himself. Only then would he truly be able to escape the shadow the Great Wu Empire had once cast on him.
Only by directly smashing through all these obstacles would he finally be able to properly align his thoughts, and shift his gaze away from King Wu to an even further goal.
Yaoyao would willingly help Zhou Yuan sweep away all of these obstructions, but she did not want her help to make him lose his drive instead. Hence, there were many occasions over the past two years where she had chosen to silently stand behind him and watch him over numerous trials and challenges, even if the price was a body riddled in wounds. The path of cultivation was difficult after all. For Zhou Yuan to travel even further and even reach the end, he needed to face such obstacles by himself.
Especially this time...
It was very likely that even Zhou Yuan himself did not want her and Tuntun to interfere.
In her arms, Tuntun also cast a glance at the figure within the raging fire and water as it shook its tail and barked.
“Are you saying he will win…”
Yaoyao pulled back a stray strand of black hair that had fallen by her cheek as a faint smile rose from the corners of her lips.
“There’s no doubt that it will be so.”
...
The training in the rear mountains did not stop after an entire day.
Zhou Yuan’s howls of pains echoed in the mountains from dawn till dusk.
His tenacity made even old Xuan’s expression change slightly, making him understand a little why Zhou Yuan had been able to achieve what so many disciples had failed to in the Cangxuan Sect.
However, although Zhou Yuan suffered the greatest of pains under the torturous tempering of the fire and water, it was not for nothing.
His body grew stronger as each day passed.
The little Mythic Body’s jade skin and silver bone gradually began to evolve into the mythic-jade skin and star-silver bone.
The transformation process took about half a month.
On a certain day.
Old Xuan’s eyelids suddenly jerked atop the cliff as he cast his gaze towards the meeting point of the fire and water torrents, where the seated figure seemed to be slowly rising to his feet.
No Genesis Qi spread from his body, but raw physical might poured out as his flesh moved, slowly pushing apart the churning fire and water.
Roar!
A bare-torsed figure suddenly roared at the sky.
The roar boomed like thunder, instantly destroying the two torrents of fire and water.
Rumble!
His foot slammed into the ground, flinging his figure into the air. He landed with a loud thud on the cliffside, pulverizing the rock under his feet.
Old Xuan looked over, and found jade light flowing across Zhou Yuan’s entire body. The jade glow was even more clear and crystal-like compared to before, while a beast-like power flooded out of his body like a tsunami.
A gratified look appeared on old Xuan’s elderly face.
“Congratulations Zhou Yuan, you’ve truly mastered the Mythic Saint Body.”
After over twenty days of tough training, Zhou Yuan had finally evolved his little Mythic Saint Body into the Mythic Saint Body!
Light surged in Zhou Yuan’s eyes as he felt the surging raw might in his body. He felt that his body had now become the strongest amongst this generation of Cangxuan Sect disciples.
It had surpassed even Shang Chunqiu.
Phew.
Stream of white qi puffed out from Zhou Yuan’s nose before he bowed towards old Xuan.
“When will you be leaving?” asked old Xuan.
Now that Zhou Yuan’s physical body was complete, he would likely be unable to wait any longer.
Zhou Yuan’s eyes were filled with spirited battle intent as he said in a low voice, “Tomorrow.”
Old Xuan hugged his bamboo broom as he softly chuckled. “Come back alive. After so many years, you’re the first disciple to have gathered all seven Cangxuan arts. The road you will walk in the future should be much much longer, and a mere Great Wu Empire should not be your final destination.”
Zhou Yuan raised his head and peered into the distant sky. Sunlight reflected off his pupils, making it seem as if a scarlet-red flame was burning within them.
King Wu, there are some things that do not belong to the Great Wu Empire...
So, are you ready?
Chapter 682 The Path Home
The next day, outside the main hall of the Cangxuan Sect.
Sect Master Qing Yang was standing together with several peak masters. Their eyes were fixed ahead, where a slender young figure was releasing a sharp and powerful energy.
Once the Mythic Saint Body was completed, even if Zhou Yuan didn’t activate his Genesis Qi, his body was still exuding an indescribable ferocious aura, like a beast.
Today was the day that Zhou Yuan would leave the Cangxuan Sect and head to the Cangmang Continent.
So at this moment he was like a world-class sword. He would soon be unsheathed and show off his ability.
“Zhou Yuan, according to the information we received, the disciples of the Sacred Palace had already came out of their nests in full strength a few days ago. They are lying in ambush on the path of returning to the Cangmang Continent, with the intention of intercepting you.”
Sect Master Qingyang reminded, “Your journey back will be filled with danger.”
Faced with the attack from the disciple of an entire sect, even if Zhou Yuan was considered invincible in the Alpha Origin stage, it would still be difficult for him to match their strength.
But fortunately, Zhou Yuan wasn’t alone.
Behind him, Chu Qing, Kong Sheng, Li Qingchan and other Chosens were standing tall, and further behind him were the disciples of various peaks of the Cangxuan Sect, standing closely and solemnly together.
“Zhou Yuan, just focus on moving forward on your journey. The disciples of the Cangxuan Sect will help you withstand the interception of the Sacred Palace.” Chu Qing grinned, his shiny head unusually eye-catching.
“Senior brother Zhou Yuan, the disciples of the Saint Genesis Peak will do their best to protect you!” In front of the disciples of the Saint Genesis Peak stood a girl called Mu Xiaoman. Holding a spear in one hand, she stared at Zhou Yuan with her huge bright eyes.
Zhou Yuan turned his head to look at the countless Cangxuan disciples, who, at this moment, were all looking at him with blazing eyes. This scene brought a current of warmth flowing to his heart.
How would he not know that there would be many casualties amongst the disciples in the fight against the disciples of the Sacred Palace? But these disciples did not have any complaints at all.
“Zhou Yuan, this isn’t just your fight, but a fight between my Cangxuan Sect and the Sacred Palace. As disciples of the Cangxuan Sect, we will naturally fight with all our strength.” Li Qingchan said, her red lips moving slightly.
Zhou Yuan nodded, but did not say anything pretentious. He just pressed his lips and solemnly bowed to the many disciples.
“Zhou Yuan, go ahead.” Sect Master Qing Yang urged.
Indeed, as Li Qingchan had said, the current matter had already become a contest between the Sacred Palace and the Cangxuan Sect. Although this content was suppressed to only involve the disciples of both sides, it still had a huge impact.
The other four major sects, as well as forces of the Shengzhou Continent, most likely had already focused their attention on them.
Although there weren’t any high-level experts intervening in the battle between the two sects, the fight between disciples could be even more brutal and tragic.
“I hope senior brother returns victoriously!”
Countless disciples shouted simultaneously. Their voices echoed across the world like thunder.
Boom!
Majestic Genesis Qi gushed from Zhou Yuan's body, and his figure, at the same time, shot skywards. It transformed into a beam of light that pierced through the clouds and away from the Cangxaun Sect.
“Go!”
Chu Qing, Kong Sheng, Li Qingchan and other Chosens also immediately made a move, following closely after Zhou Yuan.
Swoosh!
And behind them, countless Cangxuan disciples also sped out with Genesis Qi. The mighty and imposing appearance clearly displayed the power of one of the strongest sects.
Sect Master Qing Yang stood with hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant countless shadows as they left, “My Cangxuan Sect hasn’t had a battle of this scale in many years.”
“The Sacred Palace has acted overbearing for many years, and now it's time for them to see the power of my Cangxuan Sect!”
As he finished, his gaze gradually turned fierce.
The countless disciples of the Cagnxuan Sect guarded Zhou Yuan as he left the sect. This sort of movely was naturally earth shaking. It attracted the attention of countless forces of the Shengzhou Continent.
The people of various forces secretly smacked their lips. From their stance, the Cangxuan Sect evidently intended to fight the Sacred Palace to the end.
The new and old overlords of Cangxuan Heaven were to face each other once again after many years. Even if the battle was only between disciples, the shock caused by such a battle was still unimaginable.
The other four major sects restrained their disciples to prevent them from getting involved in the battle between the Sacred Palace and the Cangxuan Sect.
Even the four major sects were like that, meaning other forces were even more unlikely to participate.
Where Zhou Yuan passed by, other people immediately retreated.
Everyone knew that Zhou Yuan’s path to the Cangmang Continent would be dyed red with blood.
A tragic battle that was watched by many forces across the Shengzhou Continent was about to begin.
Zhou Yuan and the army of Cangxuan Sect disciples headed straight three hundred miles away from the Cangxuan Sect.
Within three hundred miles, it was calm and peaceful, and without the slightest of disturbance. The reason for this was that no matter how bold the disciples of the Sacred Palace was, nobody would dare run to the door of the Cangxuan Sect to cause trouble in fear of angering any one of the Peak Masters.
However, once they left the three hundred miles limit, the world was filled with an intense murderous spirit.
In the high altitude, Zhou Yuan hovered in the air as he indifferently studied the mountains ahead. In between the mountains, it was unknown how many hidden figures he saw, Moreover, it was impossible to conceal the waves of Genesis Qi.
And Zhou Yuan could also clearly feel that the countless gazes filled with killing intent were quietly locked onto his body.
“You don't have to care about those hidden ghosts.”
Li Qingchan ran her icy cold eyes across, stretched out her beautiful hand and gave it a gentle wave.
“Kill.”
A voice filled with killing intent echoed.
Buzz!
Behind them, the eyes of countless disciples of the Cangxuan Sect were immediately blazing with killing intent. Battle cries rang out like thunder and countless shadows whizzed out, racing into the mountains.
In an instant, numerous bombardments of Genesis Qi could be heard
The entire mountain seemed to be rumbling at this moment.
“Continue ahead, the path won’t be peaceful, but you don’t need to do anything. Your opponent is Wu Huang of the Sacred Palace. I believe he is also waiting for you.” Chu Qing said.
Zhou Yuan took a deep look at the mountain ranges, did not say anything, and continued to move forward quickly. He knew that this was just the beginning.
His journey home was destined to be a sea of blood.
But neither the Sacred Palace nor Wu Huang could stop him.
“Wu Huang, two years ago, you stopped me, and I destroyed your body.”
“Two years later, you once again attempt to stop me from returning home. I’m going to destroy your spirit!”
Chapter 683 Friends gather
The distance from the Cangxuan Sect to the Cangmang Continent was extremely long, requiring one to pass through dozens of long-distance transfer point in large-scale cities. One needed to follow this path and cross great distances to reach the Cangmang Continent.
So to return home, Zhou Yuan must pass the cities where those transfer points were located.
And those places were already occupied by disciples of the Sacred Palace. To go to those transfer points, he must fight his way through.
If Zhou Yuan was alone, even if he was much more powerful than before, he was only at the Alpha Origin Stage. If he were caught in the sea of disciples of the Sacred Palace, he also had no chance of winning.
But the good thing was that he wasn’t alone.
The disciples of the Cangxuan Sect, headed by Zhou Yuan, mightily whizzed across, tearing down the defense line of the Sacred Palace.
There was killing everywhere.
Even if there were killings along the way, Zhou Yuan did not stop once. Instead he led many disciples through the numerous transfer points and constantly moved forward.
It was a bloodbath wherever he passed.
Countless forces of the Shengzhou Continent had focused their attention on that side. They felt their scalp going numb when they saw the disciples in a killing frenzy. Through this battle, the grudges between the Sacred Palace and the C
angxuan Sect would most likely deepen even more.
Some of the tyrant-like families and forces of the big cities hid in the city and did not dare to interfere.
Although those killed were only the disciples of the two Sects, and the experts of the tyrant-like families perhaps did not attach any importance to the strength of the Alpha Origin stage, they all still understood what the battle represented.
The Sacred Palace and the Cangxuan Sect were in a killing frenzy. If they were to ignorantly interfere, causing the death of disciples of any one side, it would directly anger the two sects. They feared they would be turned to ashes as a result of this.
While the disciples of the Sacred Palace and the Cangxuan Sect were fighting, in a valley-----
Several figures flashed out. The two people in front, one was petite and cute and the other beautiful. It was Luluo and Zuoqiu Qingyu.
Beside the two women were Li Chunjun and Ning Zhan.
“Zhou Yuan is leading the disciples of the Cangxuan Sect to fight against the disciples of the Sacred Palace, and are charging through the obstacles.”
Zuoqiu Qingyu gave a sweet smile at Li Chunjun and Ning Zhan, “But the Sword Seeker Sect and the North Sea Dragon Subduing Hall have always remained neutral, you two also want to participate in this fight?”
Li Chunjun responded in a hoarse voice, “We can’t represent our sect, but can represent ourselves. Zhou Yuan is my friend. Although I perhaps won’t be of much help, but whether I come or not is another matter.”
Ning Zhan also grinned, “I believe you guys have also received the Seven-Colour Divine Establishing Treasure that Zhou Yuan sent over? He is so loyal and righteous, how can I stand by and watch when he’s in a battle?”
Zuoqiu Qingyu smiled, “So you guys indeed have a conscience.”
“Didn't Zhen Xu come?” Luluo darted her eyes about, looking around.
Ning Zhan shrugged, “The relationship between the Cangxuan Sect and the Heavenly Ghost Sect isn’t good. It’s understandable that he didn’t come. If he’s discovered, it would be difficult for him to escape punishment.”
Luluo pursed her lips when she heard this.
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