"Is this really just a breakthrough to Grand Battle Master?"
In the past few days, Queen Medusa's relationship with the two women had slightly eased. Through some indirect inquiries, she learned that Chen Mo was only at the peak of Battle Master.
Queen Medusa found it hard to believe. Back when she began her evolution by devouring the Azure Lotus Core Flame, the phenomenon it caused was not even one ten-thousandth of what Chen Mo had produced.
Inside the grand hall.
"This Cultivation Method is too demanding. To comprehend and advance, one must devour extremely powerful natural treasures."
Chen Mo recalled that the first transformation of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength occurred after devouring the Amethyst Origin.
The second was when he attracted lightning and was struck by it.
Then came the Fire Lotus Seed of the Azure Lotus Core Flame, the Bone Chill Cold Flame, and the Yin-Yang Dual Flames.
"Damn, after devouring so many natural treasures, I've only reached the third level of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength. How many more would I need to reach the ninth level?"
Chen Mo was startled by the thought—it was an astronomical number.
It seemed he needed to speed up his journey to the Chu Yun Empire to find the Wind Fury Dragon Flame.
Just as Chen Mo was about to inform Yun Yun that the plan could proceed, a disciple came to tell him.
Yun Shan had awakened.
...
"Disciple Chen Mo, paying respects to the former Sect Master."
Deep within Cloud Mist Mountain, in a bamboo hut.
Yun Shan, who had been critically injured by Xiao Yan's strike, was being treated here.
"Chief Pavilion Master."
"Chief Pavilion Master."
Inside the bamboo hut, several figures clad in Alchemist Robes bowed respectfully upon seeing Chen Mo enter, their faces filled with awe.
After all, the young man before them was not only incredibly powerful but also a third-grade Alchemist.
Chen Mo nodded slightly.
"Truly... cough... heroes emerge from the young!" Yun Shan, upon seeing Chen Mo enter, seemed to want to sit up but was hindered by his injuries, coughing a few times.
Chen Mo smiled gently and sat down on a chair brought over by one of the Alchemists.
When Chen Mo first met Yun Shan, the latter was wearing a simple robe. When the breeze blew, his long robe fluttered, giving him an ethereal, otherworldly aura. His face also lacked the wrinkles one would expect from an old man.
But now, Yun Shan's face was pale, his snow-white hair disheveled, and his face bore wrinkles like tree bark. His aura was chaotic, even showing signs of regressing from Battle Emperor.
Chen Mo frowned slightly. What was going on?
Noticing Chen Mo's confusion, Yun Shan smiled and said, "This is not only due to my injuries but also the backlash from the Hall of Souls' Cultivation Method."
Back then, in order to take that step, Yun Shan had not hesitated to cooperate with the Hall of Souls, accepting the power given to him by Protector Wu.
After taking that step, apart from Yun Shan, several elders of the Yunlan Sect, including Yun Leng, also accepted the power given to them by Protector Wu.
Because of this, the Yunlan Sect's strength had surged within three years.
They began an unprecedented expansion, encroaching on the royal family's power. Just as Yun Shan was about to completely annex the royal family, the Sixth Elder brought back news.
Xiao Yan, who had a three-year agreement with Nalan Yanran, possessed a powerful soul within him.
Thus, the plan was postponed, and preparations began for the three-year agreement several months later.
Even though Yun Shan and the others knew that Nalan Yanran, as she was now, stood no chance against Xiao Yan and that it might damage the Yunlan Sect's reputation.
Yun Shan, still using the name of the Elder Council, sent invitations to the leaders of various major forces in the Jia Ma Empire, inviting them to attend the three-year agreement.
He planned to capture all the leaders of these forces during the three-year agreement.
The plan was executed quite perfectly, even keeping Yun Yun in the dark.
However, plans often cannot keep up with changes. Originally, Yun Shan thought that with the help of Protector Wu, the two Battle Ancestors of the Yunlan Sect would be unmatched in the Jia Ma Empire.
But [Xiao Yan] gave him a rude awakening.
He severely injured Yun Shan and killed Protector Wu.
"If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have lived until now, cough cough," Yun Shan coughed.
"Uh"
Hearing this, Chen Mo felt somewhat embarrassed, suddenly feeling a sense of guilt towards Yun Shan. After all, if he had intervened at that time, Yun Shan wouldn't have ended up like this.
The reason he didn't help Yun Shan was entirely due to his lack of favorable impression of him at the time.
"Cough cough, it should be so," Chen Mo cleared his throat and said.
"I heard that the Lofty Cloud Pavilion you established has already spread throughout the Jia Ma Empire," Yun Shan pondered for a moment and said, "But the royal family is still there. As long as it doesn't change hands, it will always belong to the Yao family."
Yun Shan was urging him to take action.
Chen Mo shook his head, not hiding his ambition, and smiled, "It's not yet time."
Yun Shan was stunned for a moment, then, enduring the pain from his injuries, half-rose and patted Chen Mo's shoulder, laughing with excitement, "Good lad, a man should be like this."
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Central Plains!
In an ancient ruin.
Everywhere was filled with desolation, not a single patch of green in sight, only broken walls and yellow sand. Divine Weapons lay scattered, some lying flat, some embedded, some broken, on the yellow sand.
Each Divine Weapon was imbued with the aura of ancient times.
A strong gust of wind swept through.
Wherever it passed, all the Divine Weapons turned to ashes.
A white shadow flashed by.
Not long after, several figures flew past, their aggressive demeanor suggesting they were chasing the black shadow ahead.
After the figures flew by.
A clear and loud crane cry suddenly resounded from the sky.
Following the sound, a relatively large black shadow enveloped the yellow sand.
It was a giant crane with a body of seven colors, flapping its huge wings and swiftly passing over the yellow sand, instantly catching up with the figures ahead. The sunlight reflected off its feathers, shining with dazzling brilliance.
On the crane's head stood a noble woman wearing a colorful short skirt, with purple hair, and an appearance and temperament of the highest quality.
"Thief, you dare to steal from Goddess Lian'er, it seems you are tired of living."
"Stop right now, offend the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and your good days are over."
Several figures chased after the white shadow speeding ahead, shouting angrily.
"Treasures of heaven and earth belong to those who are destined. Moreover, I was the first to discover this Divine Lightning. Calling me a thief, aren't you the ones who are thieves accusing others?" Zheng Tian, not slowing down, turned back and sneered at the people behind him.
"Sir, that Divine Lightning is of great use to my cultivation. I hope you can part with it, and the Wind and Thunder Pavilion will surely compensate you."
The colorful-skirted woman on the giant crane spoke, her voice soft and pleasant.
"Hehe, this Divine Lightning is comparable to the Strange Fire. What can your Wind and Thunder Pavilion offer as compensation?" Zheng Tian chuckled and said, "Also, don't think I'm afraid of you. If you keep chasing, I'll have to take action!"
"Hmph, not much skill, but quite the big talker," said a man who admired Feng Qing'er.
"Qing'er, no need to waste words with him. Let's
take action!" said a young man whose status was similar to Feng Qing'er.
"Since that's the case, then I must apologize for my rudeness, Qing'er!"
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