Chapter 1282: Chapter 123: Infiltration
On the nearly burnt-out ruins of the Xuanming Spirit Swamp, the stench of blood and charred flesh still lingered.
Zheng Huayan frowned, gazing at the cold corpse of Fa Zichen, and the completely drained and empty shell of the Xuanming Divine Turtle, his beautiful face was extrely solemn.
“Heavenly Demon, tell , was it you?”
He took out an ancient bronze lamp from his bosom, which had no oil but burned with pure dark Demonic Qi as fuel, producing a ghostly purple fla.
Within the flas, several Heavenly Demon phantoms, refined into lamp spirits, twisted and wriggled in pain.
Scorched by the purple fire, the leading Heavenly Demon emitted a silent scream. Instinctively unwilling to answer, it was still compelled by the power of the Divine Weapon to reveal part of the truth: [Who knows… anyway, it wasn’t just us]
[Kekeke, you’d better be careful, anyway… if I were you, I wouldn’t recklessly save those who might stab you in the back! Hahaha]
The nature of the Heavenly Demons was just like that. Even turned into kindling, they still tried to sow discord as much as possible.
“Of course, it wasn’t just you, but the Blood Sea Demon Sect… and many others!”
Zheng Huayan shook his head slightly and put away the lamp.
He knew, of course, not to fully trust the words of the Heavenly Demons, but the phrase ‘not just us’ confird a suspicion he had in his heart.
Since entering the Zhaolin Realm, Zheng Huayan had spent most of his ti rushing to aid others.
The plan of the Blood Sea Demon Sect was far crazier than anyone imagined. They had made so kind of agreent with the Dragon Clan from another world, only to betray them at a critical mont. The Desolate Dragon Clan, who should have been allies, were completely caught off guard and were corrupted by the Blood Sea Demon Sect and Heavenly Demons, all degenerating into demons.
To be honest, those outsider dragons were likely deceived by the Blood Sea Demon Sect. They never expected their partners to completely abandon previous treaties and interests, rely using them as cannon fodder, hence they were not prepared.
These dragons, with naturally powerful bodies and holding dragon clan bases, beca even more formidable with the dual empowernt of Heavenly Demons and the Blood Sea. Transforming into the most horrifying predators in the Zhaolin Realm, even the most talented from various sects could fall under siege if caught off guard, falling in regret on the battlefield.
Zheng Huayan, on his journey, relying on his divination skills, had already saved more than one team similar to Tianji Mountain, nearly being killed by the Blood Sea Demon Sect and the Dragon Clan in collaboration.
There were also cases of counterattack, where those individuals were even more vigilant and adept at combat.
Fa Zichen should have been such a person.
With his Divine Repository body, he counterattacked a Seven Luminaries Ancestor Spirit strengthened to the Manifested Saint Realm. Such an achievent is rare throughout history. Even with the foundation gifted by his sect’s ancestor, it was enough to prove that the user had already touched the threshold of becoming a Manifested Saint, though not yet fully matured.
Zheng Huayan knew that Fa Zichen’s path was unique.
Throughout life, people often can’t tell what they ‘like’, what they ‘excel at’, or what they ‘hope to beco’, and sotis they don’t even know the answers to these three questions.
Those who can answer these three questions can be called a True Person, and those who can unify them, achieving unity of knowledge and action, can even be said to be a Supre Person.
And Fa Zichen pursued the path of finding the ‘Way of the Supre Person’.
Accepted into Star-picking Mountain at the age of six, he spent twenty years exploring the books in the library, seeking a path that best suited him. When his peers were long established with the Foundation, striving for the Divine Repository, he was still pondering deeply over his second Divine Abnormality.
At Star-picking Mountain, he was once a laughing stock, an example elders used to warn younger disciples not to aim too high and waste ti.
However, at the age of twenty-seven, Fa Zichen finally discovered his Five Great Divine Mysteries.
Subsequently, he achieved one Divine Abnormality per day, reached the Martial ridian Peak in three days, broke through to the Divine Repository in half a year, and directly opened two Divine Repositories, reaching the Peak of Divine Repository within three years.
—Millions of stars, picking just one—
This was the essence of Star-picking Mountain, and this was Fa Zichen’s path.
He could have manifested as a Saint like Zhang Junxuan early on, but he ca to the Zhaolin Realm seeking a more perfect possibility, only to et his demise here, dying from an ambush.
“Who ambushed him?”
Zheng Huayan’s face turned extrely grim.
—The Xuanming Divine Turtle was strong, but Fa Zichen could kill it, proving he still had strength left.
—To strike a deadly blow at his weakest, most relaxed mont after killing the Ancestor Spirit…
“It must be soone he trusted, a friend or… an ally he absolutely relied upon!”
eting these conditions, with the strength to kill Fa Zichen in one strike, and extrely familiar with this secret realm…
Following Zheng Huayan’s calculation, a rather absurd possibility surfaced in his mind: “Four Seasons Dragon Clan?!”
At this thought, a chilling sensation surged down Zheng Huayan’s spine: “It must be them!”
—If it truly was soone from the once glorious Dragon Clan, then my appearance here is probably already within their calculations!
—Must leave imdiately!
Without even needing to calculate, Zheng Huayan left without hesitation, instantly escaping into the Great Void.
Indeed, just as he disappeared, the entire Xuanming Spirit Swamp Secret Realm collapsed with a roar, turning into a dead silent void.
In the void, a huge, sinister black dragon shadow flashed by, emitting a dragon breath infused with a terrifying, pure destructive aura. The black light, dark as ink, seed to devour all light and, at the mont of its release, crossed the dinsion, precisely hitting Zheng Huayan, who had just escaped into the Great Void but hadn’t stabilized his form!
Cough!
Spitting out a mouthful of golden blood, Zheng Huayan’s figure staggered out of the Great Void, his face pale, with a massive, hard-to-heal black wound on his back.
“As expected!” In the opposite of the Great Void, atop a white stone mountain, Zheng Huayan’s figure reappeared, staggering, with a trace of fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth: “They were waiting for right from the start!”
He considered himself quite lucky. The opponent’s attack clearly utilized the Saint Manifesting Divine Skill with their foundation, yet it wasn’t fully charged or completely locked on, otherwise, he would have suffered much more than just so blood loss.
“It’s the dragons!”
“But not just them…” Looking back at the collapsed void, Zheng Huayan’s eyes were cold: “There’s also a traitor within the Heavenly Ancestor!”
Opposite of the Great Void.
In the Water Shining Secret Realm, at the deepest part which had turned into a great pit, the black dragon shadow frowned in displeasure: [Damn, he escaped!]
Another indistinct figure stepped out of the shadows, his silhouette seemingly rging with the darkness, his voice calm and undisturbed: [People of Milo Heaven are always the hardest targets to deal with]
[When they are fully prepared, death does not descend upon them]
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