NOVEL WEB Chapter 2313: 1069, antique
Chapter 2313: 1069, antique
In the back courtyard of the Nine Mysteries Dao, Daoist Hu Yu led a group of disciples, their expressions grave as they waited.
“Hu Yu, you are seeking death,”
not far away, Qin Yue, who was bound by steel ropes, roared in anger.
Despite his serious injuries, the rage on his face could not be concealed.
On the other side, Taoist Pan Ping of the Light Spirit Taoist Sect was sitting still with a cold face and a stern expression.
Daoist Hu Yu remained silent, only shifting his gaze to where Han Muye was residing, not too far away.
The nervous faces of the other disciples also turned to look in the same direction.
This time, whether the Nine Mysteries Dao could survive depended on Han Muye’s strength.
“Old Ancestor, please, don’t let the Nine Mysteries Dao’s inheritance be completely lost…” Wu Mingjue muttered to himself, squatting on the stone steps.
Inside the chamber, Han Muye looked at the pile of Source Stones in front of him, his eyes shimmering with divine light.
All the apertures in his physical body had been penetrated; now, he just needed an infusion of massive amounts of Source Power to improve his cultivation abilities.
He wasn’t afraid of hitting any bottlenecks—if he had enough Source Stones, he could elevate his cultivation directly to the Mystery Concealment Realm.
Stretching out his hand, he pressed his palm onto the pile of Source Stones.
“Boom—”
All the Source Stones directly shattered, and the dazzling Source Power flooded into his body, seemingly about to burst him apart.
Every meridian, every aperture, was scoured by the Source Power.
Han Muye channeled the Source Power, his eyes flickering with divine light.
“Source Power operates differently from other types of power, indeed; it’s thicker, more substantial.”
“If this power could fill every aperture and infuse all the meridians, then at the very least, I would reach the peak of the Physical Hidden Realm.”
Mystery Concealment Realm has nine stages: Three-layered Body, Three-layered Inheritance, and Three-layered Divine Soul.
Almost no one in the world has managed to cultivate to the peak of the Physical Hidden Realm.
Within Han Muye’s body, Source Power surged, pouring into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and flushing through the thousands of apertures.
With this, his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Rebirth Realm, and with his training in offensive skills, he could fight against the peak of the Rebirth Realm.
“It’s still not enough…”
Looking at the empty and broken remnants of Source Stones in front of him, Han Muye sighed softly.
If he had enough Source Stones, he could quickly elevate his cultivation to the Mystical Hidden Realm.
Tidying up his clothes, Han Muye stepped out of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, the Third Generation Disciples, including Wu Quan, had already gathered around.
“Uncle-Master, you’ve finally come out of seclusion.”
“Uncle-Master, the Ancestor said that the people of the Qin Family have already arrived at the foot of the mountain, and if you’re not confident, then take the Third Generation Disciples and leave Nine Mystic Mountain.”
The several Third Generation Disciples all looked at Han Muye with tense expressions.
During Han Muye’s two days of seclusion, it was extremely tough for the Nine Mysteries Path Sect.
Especially since the news from the foot of the mountain that the Qin Family’s powerhouses had arrived, and it was said that two experts at the seventh level of detachment were leading the team.
In such a situation, the Nine Mysteries Dao simply could not cope.
“Where is Daoist Hu Yu?”
Han Muye looked at Wu Quan and spoke out loud.
“Uncle-Master, the Ancestor is already confronting the enemy at the sect entrance,” Teng Ming replied, his words tinged with anxiety.
In their eyes, Daoist Hu Yu was the Sect Leader of the Nine Mysteries Dao, the strongest among them.
Even though Han Muye had demonstrated sufficient strength, they had no idea that the present Han Muye was much stronger than Daoist Hu Yu.
As they were talking, a man in his thirties, wearing a green robe, hurried over.
“Junior brother, Uncle-Master said for you to take the disciples and follow me.”
The young man looked at Han Muye and spoke with a grave face.
Bai Zhanting, among the Nine Mysteries Path Sect’s Second Generation Disciples, was the most talented.
In the sect, Bai Zhanting was always well-protected and rarely appeared before others.
It was said his strength was not inferior to that of the second generation’s chief disciple, Wu Mingjue.
After Bai Zhanting finished speaking, he bowed to Han Muye and knelt on one knee.
“The grandmaster said to take you as my master and follow you in my cultivation from now on,” Bai Zhanting said with a sense of tragedy, gritting his teeth to finish his words, then looking towards Han Muye.
The other Third Generation Disciples all turned their gazes to Han Muye.
Would Han Muye take them away?
Han Muye didn’t answer, only turning his head back to look at the courtyard behind.
“Since you’ve come, show yourself. Why hide?”
Han Muye called out sharply, his eyes shooting piercing light.
Come?
Who?
Bai Zhanting and the others were stunned.
“Heh, turns out to be someone with cultivation abilities surpassing Hu Yu’s,” came a laugh.
“You must be the newly awakened ancestor of the Nine Mysteries Path,” said a voice as a figure leisurely walked out from the direction of the backyard, their presence stirring the air around.
With every step, the surrounding air seemed to be displaced, turning the space around this figure into illusory light and shadow.
“People of Qingling Dao Sect!”
“Source Power manifesting outward, the Eighth Layer of the Rebirth Realm!”
Bai Zhanting and the others exclaimed in shock, all turning pale as they looked at the newcomer.
Someone of the Eighth Layer of the Rebirth Realm was among the top-tier in the surrounding sects.
With such a person coming to the Nine Mysteries Path, were they truly here to destroy the Nine Mysteries Taoist Sect?
“Capturing you and delivering you to the True Dao Sect could be worth at least a hundred thousand Source Stones,” the figure who had walked out of the courtyard said to Han Muye, a smile on their face.
The green-robed, black-bearded Daoist, who was at least in his seventies, had eyes full of coldness.
The Source Power around him formed layers of barriers, making his figure seem illusory and unpredictable.
“Dare to injure people from my Qingling Dao Sect, then you shall pay with your life,” said the Daoist, as his hand rose and three ashen-green talismans flew out.
The talismans glinted with golden light and upon appearing, they immediately formed into three giant green wolves.
Each of these giant wolves held a terrifyingly ferocious presence, with a heavy aura about them.
As the three wolves charged forward, they shattered the green stone floor beneath their paws.
This was a technique combining Source Power with the power of talismans, a common combat method in the Supreme Realm.
The strength of these giant wolves was enough to kill someone at the peak of the sixth levels of the Rebirth Realm. Even someone at the seventh levels would be suppressed in front of these wolves.
Before the wolves could even reach them, Wu Quan and the others were already trembling, their Vital Essence Origin Force completely imprisoned.
On the other side, Bai Zhanting gritted his teeth, stimulating the Source Power in his body, his fists clenched tight, waiting for the moment when Han Muye was struck down to mount a desperate counterattack.
He would not accept his fate.
Han Muye remained calm, watching as the three giant wolves charged towards him. When they reached about twenty feet away, he suddenly stepped forward, his body soaring three yards high.
He moved like a willow bending in the wind, easily vaulting over the tops of the three giant wolves, then landing in front of the Qingling Dao Sect Daoist who controlled the wolves.
The Daoist let out a hearty laugh, clenching his hand.
Flowing Light shimmered on the talismans in the palm of his hand. The bodies of the three giant wolves dissipated only to reappear three feet in front of Han Muye.
The bodies of the wolves materialized directly in front of Han Muye, not turning their heads.
Talismans were talismans, not summonses.
This was likely a unique talismanic method from the Supreme Realm, its control more flexible than in any other world.
“Boom—”
Han Muye punched out.
His punch whistled through the air, colliding with the head of the first wolf directly in front of him.
The wolf’s body trembled, turned ephemeral, and then solidified again.
Han Muye’s fist did no damage to this talismanic body!
The Daoist on the other side laughed heartily, “Indeed, an old relic who doesn’t understand the Source Power and talisman techniques.”