NOVEL WEB Chapter 77: Broken Jade
The fierce wind howled as the Treasure Ship plummeted.
Qian San's words fell into the hearts of everyone, making the atmosphere on the ship even heavier.
"How did it come to this..."
A Venerable sighed softly, "The events of tonight happened too suddenly."
According to the original plan.
They should have been on Zhanjiao Mountain, holding their respective positions, waiting quietly for Lord Relegated Immortal to descend. Once the time was ripe, they would make an assault on Pure White Mountain!
"Why haven't we heard anything from Lord Relegated Immortal yet?"
Another Venerable was puzzled.
The attack tonight caused the seven Zhanjiao Mountains to suffer heavy casualties.
From the moment they headed south, no one had seen Lord Relegated Immortal... A Yang God Realm peak figure did not need to travel together, which was understandable, but with such a disaster at hand, why hadn't Lord Relegated Immortal appeared?
"The other Three Great Sects' sect masters also haven't shown up."
Venerable Baocheng muttered, "Could it be that they have gone to besiege Lord Relegated Immortal?"
In the recent attack, only Green Owl appeared!
Upon saying this, the crowd's expressions became peculiar.
"Impossible."
Qin Qianlian shook his head and said calmly, "You underestimate the combat power of the Yang God Realm too much. The evil cult masters from the South Border claim sainthood day in and day out, but that's only because they haven't encountered a 'True Saint.' Even if you add Green Owl, all these people besieging Lord Relegated Immortal would still be a dead end."
"Indeed."
Shu Ning nodded and said gravely, "The Three Great Sects' plan is simply to covet the 'Dao Stele' within the Bai Ze Secret Realm. The White Ghost Daoist Mo hasn't achieved the Yang God Realm, so with their strength, it's impossible to contend with Lord Relegated Immortal."
Lord Relegated Immortal is not just at the Initial Stage of Yang God!
"But what if you add the Paperman Sect?" Qian San suddenly spoke up.
"..."
This time, Shu Ning fell into silence.
"A Treasure Ship approaches in the distance. It seems to be the Martial Sect's ship."
Qian San said slowly, "As for the situation regarding Lord Relegated Immortal... shouldn't they know better than anyone?"
In the distant sky, ink-like rain poured down, forming a continuous line. After the appearance of Earth Abyss, a faint tornado seemed to form in the surroundings, the torrential rain twisting under the pull of the force.
A Treasure Ship was slowly sailing in this direction.
After the miasma dispersed.
The Great Chu Treasure Ship finally could meet.
Qin Baihuang gazed towards the Martial Sect Treasure Ship... The unease in his Heart Lake did not dissipate; instead, it grew even stronger.
The rain lines shattered.
Across a hundred yards, one could already clearly see the faces of the Martial Sect cultivators on the ship.
Earth Abyss appeared, the heavy rain fatal.
Yet the expressions of those Martial Sect cultivators were even heavier than the rain.
Multiple times over.
That was a sorrow, and a resolve, Qin Baihuang had never seen before.
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"Master?"
Wu Yue looked up at the cold falling rain, speaking with some worry.
His emotions were very complex.
A quarter of an hour ago, all the Martial Sect disciples on the deck had retreated and stood solemnly.
The Primordial Energy Shield had an opening.
Zhou Ceng with his white hair flowing, sat cross-legged under the mast of the ship's bow, the battle flag flapping wildly in the fierce wind, the cold rain falling like swords onto Zhou Ceng's clothes. Zhou Ceng paid no attention, silently setting up a Breath Holding Array, except for his most valued disciple Wu Yue, everyone else had to stand outside the array, unable to see what was happening within the glaring golden light.
The golden light enveloped the master and disciple.
This grand array was merely to protect one thing.
It was a simply patterned jade token.
Wu Yue knew, this was a precious treasure personally refined by Lord Relegated Immortal, deliberately entrusted to his master.
This jade token symbolized a century of the Martial Sect's legacy—
The rise of the Martial Sect was swift.
But its development was incredibly rapid.
Lord Relegated Immortal once said, if danger arises, crush the jade token, and in a blink, he would appear in person, breaking the void to come to the rescue.
Lord Relegated Immortal's words were always kept.
Altogether, he had given away less than five such jade tokens.
Even when facing opponents of Zhao Chunyang's level, Lord Relegated Immortal never retreated a single step.
This jade token was connected to Lord Relegated Immortal's Divine Sea...
If there were no accidents.
This token would eventually be passed down to Wu Yue from his master.
The world often said, the Martial Sect had the potential to become an Extraordinary Holy Land on par with Sword Palace... Regarding this, Lord Relegated Immortal Zhou Ceng cared little, as they were solely devoted to martial cultivation, but Wu Yue remembered it deep in his heart.
Because he was the youngest.
If one day he could become a Yang God, the Martial Sect would then have three Martial Artists with overwhelming blood and Qi in the Yang God Realm.
By that time.
The Martial Sect would be undeniably a super first-class Holy Land.
Whether the Taoist, Sword Palace, or Fan Yin Temple, they would all have to show Martial Sect some respect!
Wu Yue had imagined this illusion many times.
He knew the most difficult part of all this was his own "breakthrough."
He was too young.
To become a Yang God, who knows how long it would take—
His master Zhou Ceng was only one step away from Yang God.
So he trained desperately, day and night, without a moment's slack, even with a third place on the Heavenly Pride List, he showed no pride or self-satisfaction... Because compared to Yang God, all this was just fleeting clouds, trivial.
But Wu Yue never imagined this illusion would break on this very day.
"Crack."
Within the golden light array, the jade token suspended in the air suddenly cracked.
The heartbreaking sound spread within the jade token.
Zhou Ceng's white hair was wet with rain, covering his eyes. He silently watched this scene, never saying a word, though the aura emanating from him gradually turned cold...
This was the jade token connected to Lord Relegated Immortal's Divine Sea.
Active shattering.
Only one possibility existed.
Lord Relegated Immortal's Divine Sea had ruptured.
What kind of situation could lead to Lord Relegated Immortal's Divine Sea rupturing?
The faintly sharp cracking continued, as the jade token constantly fractured, spiderweb-like cracks spreading across its surface.
"..."
Wu Yue watched this in a daze, the color draining from his face until it was as pale as paper.
He knew very well.
What this meant.
Moments later, Zhou Ceng gently held the jade token in his palm, he waved his sleeve, dismantling the golden light array. The Martial Sect disciples came to the deck, and everyone had an ominous foreboding rise in their hearts. Under these gazes, Zhou Ceng slowly opened his hand, and the shattered jade token crumbled into pieces, falling gently.
Deathly silence.
On the ship, there was only the harsh sound of wind and rain blowing by.
The jade fragments fluttered.
The translucent fragments scattered in the air, a beautiful scene, yet no one was in the mood to appreciate it.
The Martial Sect disciples stood solemnly.
Their faces were filled with shock, disbelief...
And then, one after another, turned to sorrow, pain, rage.
Due to the body strengthening, during the Three Great Sects' recent attack, the Martial Sect suffered the least losses.
This ship, specially intended for the extermination of the Three Great Sects' evil cultivators, now overflowed with a dense and silent killing intent.
From a hundred yards away, one could feel this ship brimming with murderous aura—
The surrounding air seemed frozen.
The killing intent from these Martial Artists was almost tangible.
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(Another update later tonight.)