Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“The ruins of the Yin Dragon Valley were built by ancient race elders. They belong to the people of the world, when did the Valley become the private property of your Gantian Mountain?”
The person who spoke gave off a really righteous aura.
Zong Shou felt a little familiar with him, turning around to look, only to see a familiar person descend from the clouds.
As expected, he knew him: it was Daoling Sect Fangming. Behind him were hundreds of cultivators, which should be the Grade Six dao soldiers of Daoling Sect.
Their expressions were solemn. The moment he landed he asked Zong Shou, “Doesn’t Ruler find it preposterous to say those words?”
Those unwilling cultivators around didn’t say a word, wanting to retreat after seeing Zong Shou kill that Demon Lotus Palace direct disciple.
At this moment seeing that the sixth Shrine Daoling Sect people had appeared, they were all pumped up, stopping their retreat. A group spirit surged up.
“As expected from Mr Fangming, how righteous!”
“That’s right, using strength to suppress people, this Gantian Mountain and Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect are the same! Simply too domineering…”
“One who stops another from fortuitous encounters is a enemy!”
Not long after those words were said, another scoff spread out from the horizon.
“So what if my Gantian Mountain is domineering? The words of the Ruler are like a mountain, whoever dares enter the Yin Dragon Canyon today are enemies with my Gantian Mountain!”
The voice was low, spreading throughout the area. When those words were said, a blazing white flame spread from the surroundings of the Yin dragon canyon, forcing those cultivators to back off.
Seeing that, Fangming’s brow was tightly furrowed, like he was really unhappy. A rune flashed in his eyes, ice powers spread all about, swiftly extinguishing those white flames.
That voice was filled with mocking intent as it laughed, “Well done!”
When the voice rose, the white flame turned cold, merging together with Fangming’s ice power. In that instant, it froze hundred miles of land around Yin Dragon Canyon.
Those cultivators were unable to remain, and they retreated into the distance.
When Fangming saw that, he hissed, squinted and then looked into the sky, only to see an old man step over in mid air.
“So it was cultivator Zong Fei! This ice/fire switching spell was used really well! Where did brother learn it from?”
Zong Fei laughed out loud in a satisfied manner. “It isn’t a spell, but a natural ability from my bloodline, my Zong Family is fortunate! Someone in the race was able to purify the bloodline, it spread down, which was why there is such a bloodline technique…”
“So that was the case, congratulations!”
Fangming’s face was normal, but waves rose up in his heart.
Anyone who was able to raise their bloodline would have grasped a certain type of grand path, carving that information into their bloodline.
To be able to let it flow down, that was even more amazing. He had to be at least a God realm expert. Slightly stronger bloodlines then that would definitely be Saint realm experts…
Apart from Dragon Shadow old man and Aokun, Gantian Mountain actually had other Saint realm experts!
His expression turned serious, as along with Zong Fei flying over, there were several Grade Nine cultivators arriving through the air.
Looking from afar, there was a vital energy surging into the heavens which was galloping quickly over. Their rumbling was like thunder, their aura shocking. They were the four thousand Blood Cloud Cavalry!
Zong Shou was startled when he heard that. In the eyes of others, this Zong Fei’s ice and fire switching wouldn’t be much, apart from being slightly special.
However he saw shadows of his Black and White Hole Dharma within, was it due to him?
That’s right, Zong Yuan and Ruoshui had mentioned it to him before. So this Dharma innate technique, the moment it was formed it had such a special ability?
How was that possible? Did the heavens use his hands to let this grand path appear in the world? Only then did it cause this path to merge with his bloodline?
Even if he was unable to complete it, it would definitely appear in the bloodline of his descendants!
That’s right! Talking about bloodline, when he crawled up from Xuanyuan Yiren’s body, he felt something wasn’t right.
His Sky Fox blood was restless, he was even unable to control that fox tail.
Logically speaking, when he reached Grade Seven, his bloodline had upgraded to the Eight Tail level. In such a short time, there shouldn’t be any chance to rise up further. When he viewed the scenes of the absolute beginning, obtaining the Book of Eon Extreme Life, there wasn’t much change to it.
But at this moment in the depths of his body there was a certain power surging and gathering. It was burning, like it was waiting to explode.
If not for him feeling that such changes were not harming him and were able to benefit him, he would have felt really worried.
However, he still felt a little nervous about it.
He suddenly had a thought, too lazy to bother about this Fangming. Instead he leisurely looked at a certain part of the sky.
Using his spiritual sense to probe, his lips curled up. He reached out, and the air was forcefully broken open.
A person appeared in front of all of them, like he totally didn’t know that he had been noticed as he swiftly fell towards the depths of the Yin Dragon Canyon.
Zong Shou was lazy to even look at him, sword energy sweeping across as he cut off his head.
This person’s spiritual cultivation was good, using soul power to twist space to travel and hiding within like he didn’t exist, achieving an illusion like effect.
Unfortunately he couldn’t hide from the person who had the Book of Eon Extreme Life!
After dealing with that person, Zong Shou looked towards Fangming, “Does your Daoling Sect have an objection?”
Fangming shook his head, “It isn’t just my Daoling Sect, but all cultivators in the world will be unhappy! Isn’t this really unfair?”
Zong Shou gave out a “oh”, looking all around. However, it was totally silent, no one replied and no one showed any signs of unhappiness.
Some people turned into rays of light and headed away.
Although he was leisurely looking on, at that moment Mingdou and Liehe also arrived. They spread out the Pinnacle Space Dome Formation. This time they didn’t totally lock down this period of space, only making the cultivators within feel an increase in pressure.
Moreover there were the Blood Cloud Cavalry who were standing solemnly at the side, staring aggressively. They were obviously not filled with good intentions.
Killing intent was obviously boiling…
When Fangming said that, no one replied at all. Zong Shou looked over curiously.
“Then does your Daoling sect intend to fight with my Gantian Mountain?”
Fangming’s heart jumped, looking worriedly at the four thousand Blood Cloud Cavalry. He directly turned his head away, “Ruler is suppressing one with strength, forcing one to do what you want, there is nothing I have to say!”
“Suppressing one with strength, forcing one to do what you want!” When Zong Fei heard that he directly mocked, “Where did Daoling Sect get your seventeen medium-sized mind stone veins? Since it is produced naturally, then it belongs to the people of the world. Since cultivator Fang said that, why not release your sect mines to show the people of the world, so as to let us replicate you…”
This time Fangming didn’t reply. He just scoffed, looking like he was filled with disdain and too lazy to reply.
Zong Shou smiled when he heard that,. He had always wanted to kill this person, but he had never had the chance.
Thinking about this, what level would this Mr Fangming reach in the future?
Just as he was thinking that way, Leidong said, “Everyone is here!”
As his words were spoken, there were a thousand more cultivators around the outer portion of the canyon. They were all from various factions, some Buddhists and some Taoists.
The few leaders were all Grade Nine experts.
At this moment they didn’t speak, they sent spiritual thoughts to one another like they were discussing something, after which it was totally silent. In the end, someone said, “Lingyun Sect’s past rules were sixty percent! Even if Gantian Mountain replaced Lingyun Sect, you can’t exceed it by that much!”
The one who spoke was just a normal disciple from Tailing Sect.
Zong Shou was lazy to reply and didn’t explain. He just waited quietly for those few sect managers to reply.
However another maniacal laugh spread from the air, “Eighty percent isn’t much! If you make this fellow angry he will cut off your head, your seniors probably won’t dare to make a sound…”
When that laughter made one’s eardrums tremble, a person stepped out.
Everyone focused, their expressions changing. His voice and look was unique within the Cloud World, it was sword maniac Yuan Wushang!
Zong Shou’s brows rose as he looked over. The portion of his body sliced off had been recovered. His injuries didn’t seem to be fully healed, his face was a little ashen white.
He was hesitating whether to kill this person, only to see him look over, “I came over to search for medicine to heal! I have no intention of going up against the head of the Six Pinnacle Swords. Last time I lost so badly to you and my injuries aren’t healed up yet, I have no confidence at all! You won’t take advantage of that and bully me right?”
He didn’t bother hiding the fact of his defeat. He just nodded his head, “Naturally I will follow the rules in your territory! Twenty percent it is!”
Zong Shou was still hesitating, thinking that it was best for him to get rid of such a madman.
At this moment, the people around were in a buzz.
After the Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect battle, most people were guessing if Zong Shou could beat Yuan Wushang and if he was the top Pinnacle Sword.
At this moment, they found out that actually Yuan Wushang had already lost to him. Hearing his words, it was a bad defeat…
The discussions continued, until a clear voice rose up in the sky, “Someone who can’t even merge spirit and martial arts dares to say he is the strongest in the Cloud World, what a joke!”
Along with those words, a green light landed. He wore a green robe and rode a green dragon sword light.
The one at the helm was twenty, his age slightly above that of Yuan Wushang.
The one who had spoken was another person twenty years of age, slightly thin, looking at Zong Shou with a mocking intent. “Who dares to talk about the sword in front of the Sword Sect? If you don’t use Kng Path martial arts and did not rely on the Blood Cloud Cavalry, my junior brother Taiji would definitely defeat you!”
That leader teen beside him frowned. “Senior brother, shut up! Don’t let others laugh at us…” Although he was scolding,his words held an unshakeable confidence.
Zong Shou was startled, as Leidong gave out an awkward laugh, “That is Feng Taiji, my junior brother!”
Yuan Wushang also blinked over at him, pointing at Feng Taiji and wiping his neck like he was saying that this person was really annoying, and should he help kill him?
