Chapter 950 - 466: Battle Again
Chapter 950: Chapter 466: Battle Again
The golden-winged giant bird had fallen, and all other enemies who had not managed to flee were slain. Lu Yun cleaned up the battlefield, collected the spoils of war, and left the valley.
Having successfully broken through, his strength had surged, and he was now the match of a True Spirit Realm Fifth Level cultivator. Even the secret realm breeds of comparable strength were no match for him.
With such combat power, he no longer feared most Heavenly Prides and powerhouses.
With his cunning tactics, as long as he didn’t encounter the most top-tier powerhouses or the fiercest beasts of the secret realm, he could make a safe retreat.
During the time he spent in seclusion, many events had occurred in the secret realm: powerhouses had fallen, Heavenly Prides had risen, and tragic battles for treasures had been fought, causing mountains to collapse and lakes to be dyed red with blood.
Many powerhouses had perished, but also many Heavenly Prides had made their names.
“Li Xiucheng has fallen, his bones buried in this valley!”
This piece of news spread, shocking all the Heavenly Prides and powerhouses. That was a peak True Spirit Realm veteran, one who ranked within the top hundred in strength among those who had entered the Heavenly End Secret Realm. Such a mighty old-timer had perished!
“Patriarch Wei Wuyun of the Han Mountain Sect has fallen!”
Soon, another piece of news spread, creating an even bigger stir, as this was an extremely renowned powerhouse, whose fame and strength far surpassed that of the wanderer Li Xiucheng.
“An Elder of the True Spirit Realm from the Blue Sky Sect has been killed!”
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One shocking piece of news after another was released, casting a shadow of trepidation over the entire Heavenly End Secret Realm.
Individuals of the True Spirit Realm were considered pillars of their sects in the outside realms. So many of them had died so suddenly, including a few whose strength was among the top in the secret realm. Their deaths were truly astonishing.
“The powerhouses from the Blue Sky Sect have arrived, and not just one, they seem to be seeking revenge for the Sect’s fallen Elder.”
This news was undeniably a sign of a looming tempest.
What kind of sect was the Blue Sky Sect? It was one of the top forces in the True Fire Domain, aside from the Green Flame Palace. This time, they had entered the Heavenly End Secret Realm with several unparalleled Heavenly Prides whose combat power had already reached the limit of the True Spirit Realm.
Such a formidable sect taking such drastic action indicated that the fallen Elder was no ordinary individual.
Many sensed that a storm was brewing and that it might not be long before the Heavenly End Secret Realm would witness a vicious slaughter.
“The Heavenly Pride with the Divine Bones has appeared and is now battling a Heavenly Pride from the Fire God Temple!”
In these past few months, Han Zhong, the Heavenly Pride of the Blue Sky Sect with Divine Bones and a Divine Light War Robe personally refined by the Blue Sky Patriarch, had been the focus of everyone’s attention.
Especially since the battle in the Lost Paradise, where he used the power of the Heavenly River to suppress many Heavenly Prides and powerhouses, he had gained an invincible reputation.
This Heavenly Pride from the Fire God Temple, with exceptional talent and strength, only at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm, had slain multiple old veterans stronger than himself in the battle over the treasures of the secret realm.
It was said that his foundation was profound, having cultivated a supreme technique comparable to the Divine Body, making him one of the top Heavenly Prides within the Fire God Temple.
At that moment, the battle raged fiercely, with colossal waves surging toward the sky.
In the lake, a young man clad in a golden battle robe, radiating Divine Light, his black hair flying, and his eyes revealing Divine Light, wielded a halberd single-handedly, standing alone against several Heavenly Prides from the Fire God Temple.
This man was none other than Han Zhong, who had previously used the power of the Heavenly River to cleanse his physical body, awaken the potential of his Divine Bones, and forge a Divine Body.
He was overwhelmingly powerful, brandishing his golden halberd, creating surging golden waves. The Heavenly Prides of the Fire God Temple cried out, with the weaker ones explosively disintegrating, their blood splattering everywhere and reddening the lake.
The battle lasted several hours, with over a dozen Heavenly Prides and powerhouses from the Fire God Temple falling. Only one youth with fiery red hair and eyes spitting flames remained.
This young man was named Mo Feng, single-handedly holding a long blade, covered in blood.
Han Zhong stood above the lake, with the gentle waters of the Heavenly River flowing beneath his feet. His Divine Light Battle Robe emitted endless Divine Light, and he held a golden halberd in one hand, coldly looking down on Mo Feng.
“If you don’t back off, I won’t guarantee your survival the next time I strike.”
Clearly, he had held back in the previous fight, otherwise even Mo Feng, who was at the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm, would have been slain by him.
“Even Mo Feng, the Heavenly Pride of the Green Flame Palace, is no match for Han Zhong. It seems likely that the multicolored dawn lotus will end up in his hands,” whispered someone watching from a distance.
Most of their gazes were fixed on the lake and the multicolored dawn lotus in its center.
Though the lotus had not yet bloomed and was only a bud, it was already the size of a bowl and radiated glimmers of green, red, yellow, and white light.
What was most incredible was that above the lotus, a beam of purple light was forming, signaling that the multicolored dawn lotus was nearing maturity.
This was an emperor-grade top-tier spirit herb. Even though it wasn’t fully mature, it could still enhance one’s cultivation level, and with a bit of luck, might even directly boost someone to the next realm.
“What use is the multicolored dawn lotus to you? But today, you’ve slain over a dozen Elders and Disciples of the Green Flame Palace. This matter won’t end here,” Mo Feng growled.
With that harsh statement, Mo Feng sheathed his long blade and quickly retreated.
Han Zhong didn’t take him seriously and didn’t even give him a second glance.
Had it not been for Mo Feng’s high status within the Green Flame Palace, Han Zhong would have cut him down as well.
“This multicolored dawn lotus is mine now. Does anyone have a problem with that?” Han Zhong’s gaze swept the surroundings, his overpowering presence making everyone’s body shiver, as if they were being targeted by a peerless fierce beast.
“With this fellow’s strength being so formidable, even if we joined forces, we wouldn’t be a match for him,” muttered someone in the shadows coveting the multicolored dawn lotus, and they discreetly withdrew.
Observing Han Zhong clad in divine armor, resplendent and unmatched in prowess, the hidden experts around him began to fall back.
Without anyone willing to take the lead, no one wanted to stick their neck out.
The multicolored dawn lotus was desirable, but one needed to be alive to enjoy it.
The corners of Han Zhong’s mouth curved up slightly before he walked across the Heavenly River toward the center of the lake to pluck the multicolored dawn lotus.
The undeveloped dawn lotus was only as effective as a high-grade emperor-tier spirit herb, but Han Zhong didn’t hesitate to pluck it.
There were many powerful beings in the Heavenly End Secret Realm, some of whom were no less formidable than himself. He didn’t want any unexpected complications to arise.
“I’ll take this spirit herb!”
Along with a cold voice, the sky exploded, and thunder cascaded like a waterfall.
A person swung their long blade, lighting up the heavens, and the blade aura pressed down with terrifying force.
Amidst the endless blade light intertwined with fearsome thunder, the heavens split and the lakes swelled, sending the once indomitable Han Zhong flying.
A young Heavenly Pride crossed the sky, his hair billowing over his shoulders, radiant all over, holding a blood-red long blade infused with thunder, standing above the lake.
In his hand, he also clutched a silver lotus bursting with a four-colored dawn light.
Most eye-catching were the pair of wings on his back, burning with terrifying flames; black mixed with an ominous aura as though capable of melting the void at any moment.
“It’s actually you!”
Upon seeing Lu Yun, Han Zhong’s eyes, bursting with divine light, sparked with soaring battle intent. He stepped on the Heavenly River and charged forward with a golden war halberd, ready to attack.
Several months ago, when his Divine Body was first formed, he fought Lu Yun to a stalemate and encountered powerful enemies attacking from all sides, forcing him to break off the battle.
Now meeting again, how could he let Lu Yun get away with snatching a top-tier emperor-grade spirit herb from his grasp?
As for whether it was mature or not, he didn’t care about such details; he simply wanted to battle and suppress Lu Yun to establish the invincible might of his Divine Body.