Chapter 1110: Chapter 404: Xumi Thunder Shadow Chapter 1110: Chapter 404: Xumi Thunder Shadow “`
Those who get lost in the Illusion Realm are mostly Wind dia spying for intelligence, as well as clueless natives who stray there by accident.
The forr are separated by the Illusion Realm, thrust into a region only filled with farmlands or mines, where they can only rest after their daily work is completed.
The latter are summoned into the Illusion Dream Temple and asked if they wish to join the Divine Country and cultivate the Four Imperial Spirit Seals.
Just as Tang Luo had judged, what was a terribly obscure thod to the outside world had beco a divine miracle in the eyes of the natives.
After all, for the lazy natives, a cultivation thod that allowed them to grow stronger without any effort was definitely the best kind of cultivation thod in the world!
Watching the natives cultivate the Four Imperial Spirit Seals day by day in increasing numbers, Chen nglu felt an indescribable joy in his heart, feeling as if he had finally found the way forward.
The only regret was the natives’ truly poor aptitude, which wasn’t ant as an insult but simply a statent about their attitude towards martial arts.
The pursuit of perfection is a virtue, but this virtue is nowhere to be seen in the natives. The Four Imperial Spirit Seals could help them manipulate Spiritual Power, yet they couldn’t even muster up the interest to properly cultivate, always thinking about singing, dancing, and holding bonfire parties.
People are, after all, creatures of habit, and a person accustod to laxity, even if they obtained an extraordinary cultivation thod, would still fail to achieve any significant results.
Because of their cultivation habits, their achievents and heights were destined, and if the natives were to advance beyond becoming warriors by cultivating the Four Imperial Spirit Seals, it would be a hardship for them.
Therefore, a large number of disciples with remarkable aptitude were still needed to elevate the Four Imperial Spirit Seals to greater heights.
Perhaps he should also learn from the Zen masters and roam the world in search of talented spirit children.
While Chen nglu was planning the future of the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, he manipulated the Illusion Dream Divine Array to capture the fellows who had fallen into the formation, but he discovered that this one was entirely different from the others.
Upon falling into the Illusion Realm, the person did not wander aimlessly but rather held up a letter, shouting about so “ssage from an old friend.”
This made Chen nglu curious, as he hadn’t ntioned his arrival at Min Mountain to anyone, not even the masters at Martial Saint Mountain thought he was still in the Xumi Divine Array; so who could this old friend be?
The master of the dream space waved his hand, and the letter that the man was holding high vanished, then reappeared in his own hands.
Upon reading the letter, Master Chen smiled knowingly.
The letter said, please visit the humble abode in Chaochang for a eting with Master Chen to discuss the reconstruction of the Four Imperial Kingdoms.
While the words seed modest, how could he not understand the deeper aning? The only person who would address the Four Imperial Spirit Realms in such a manner was that young friend who offered strategic advice.
Discussing the reconstruction of the Four Imperial Kingdoms was rely a pretext; this was asking a favor!
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Deep within Kunwu Divine Mountain
Inside Xumi Mountain
On a ditation cushion at the core nexus of the Illusion Dream Divine Array, a spirit entity sat cross-legged, looking nine parts similar to Chen nglu but ford of storms and lightning.
When the spirit entity opened its eyes, its amber-like lucent pupils were filled with utter indifference, with only countless tiny serpents of lightning moving within, thunder enveloping its body and crackling loudly.
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As the thunder subrged the spirit body, a large hole opened at the summit of Xumi Mountain, and the thunderous light shot straight into the sky, turning into a white line that bent toward the south.
The masters of Martial Saint Mountain, sensing sothing amiss, simultaneously used the Divine Array to perceive what was happening. When they realized that the commotion originated from Xumi Mountain, their expressions varied, so masters felt relived, so clenched their fists in sighs of regret, but most found comforting reassurance in their hearts.
In the research institute of Bifang Mountain, old Master Bu Chun sighed, “Go, go. Perhaps outside there will be opportunities from the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, do not let down that Heaven-level bloodline.”
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Could a common warrior from Fierce Realm, employing the desperate technique of soul-burning, match a titled powerhouse?
The duel to the death taking place in the Xiang Family courtyard right now could answer that question.
It must be said that Yun Quan, burning both soul and ancestral bloodline, perford at a level close to the extre limits of the Fierce Realm in both offense and defense, especially when transford into a surge of blood clouds, he was capable of blocking the Red-eyed Evil Dragon’s claws and bites.
If he had faced a lower-ranked powerhouse, he might indeed have had a chance to fight to a standstill, but he had the misfortune of encountering Duan Longcheng.
Apart from the Yellow Dragon spirit with silver scales and scarlet pupils, the spirit art cultivation of the Young Palace Master of the Evil King Palace was also not to be underestimated.
A variety of unique techniques from the Evil King Palace, combined with ghostly escape techniques, made his attack angles incredibly tricky, leaving Yun Quan with only the capacity to defend and no opportunity to counterattack.
Yun Quan, with Xiu’er in tow, fought and retreated until they reached the pond, where they were surrounded by the armored soldiers of the Xiang Residence.
Xiang Ange was not in a hurry, for the declining Yun Clan posed no threat to the Xiang Family, which was at the height of its power. However, he coveted the Spirit World Passage, for if he could find the inheritance of the black marketeers and Yun Zu within, it could solidify the Xiang Family’s position as the strongest clan.
But he knew all too well that getting Yun Quan to reveal the secrets of the Spirit World Passage was more difficult than killing him. However, there was a young girl, wasn’t there?
Ever since he saw Xiu’er perform the spirit print, Xiang Ange had set his sights on her. After all, for a martial artist who had not yet reached the Fierce Realm, the Xiang Family had plenty of ways to pry open her mouth.
Now, they were just waiting for Yun Quan’s soul to extinguish.
On the one hand, Yun Quan, who was desperately defending against the attacks of Duan Longcheng, was continuously transmitting sound ssages to Yun Xiu. The reason they moved close to the pond was to try to turn the tide using this body of living water.
The Cold Moon Spirit Concealnt Array laid by Master Shaolin severed all outward transmission of spiritual power, but the array was not without its flaws.
If there was any way out of the Xiang Residence, it would inevitably be this pond, because at the bottom of the pond was a direct connection to the drainage system.
When the Yun Clan built their residence, connecting the pond to the drainage system was not for the purpose of an escape route, but for the convenience of water exchange, directly linking to a drainage outlet.
And connecting to the drainage outlet actually ant connecting to the Spirit World Passage, for beneath Chaochang, the underground drainage system was designed using half of a solidified Minor Spiritual Realm.
After all, being an experienced Wind dia, although Yun Quan appeared desperate upon realizing that the Cold Moon Spirit Concealnt Array had sealed the Spirit World Passage, in reality, from that mont on, he had been contemplating another escape plan.
The reason for such a display was rely to numb Xiang Ange and Duan Longcheng. And this feigning weakness indeed yielded results.
The armored soldiers of the Xiang Residence surrounded them without attacking, Xiang Ange was leisurely content, and the only one who took action was Duan Longcheng alone. And Yun Quan’s fight, burning his soul, really brought Xiu’er to the edge of the pond.
“Wait for my signal, then jump into the pond. I’ll self-destruct my soul to hold Duan Longcheng back. You must deliver the ssage back to Longyuan for the elder son!”
After transmitting the last secret order in their clan language, Yun Quan waved his sleeve, hurling Xiu’er into the pond, and then he himself leaped toward the Red-eyed Evil Dragon with utter determination.
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