Chapter 649: 607 Heaven and Earth Converge 3
Outside the Jade Void Palace.
In the mountain forest of the Tianhe Mountain Range, sharp gazes from all directions were fixed on the depths of Spirit Void Peak.
That was the location of the Jade Void Palace.
The ground began to tremble slightly, and the entire Spirit Void Peak started to sway slowly.
Large fragments of the mountain collapsed and rolled down.
"What’s happening!? An earth dragon turning over!?"
The Black Daoist, leading a group of skilled Martial Artists from the Golden Wing Pavilion, was ambushed in a part of the mountain forest, also staring into the distance at Spirit Void Peak.
Feeling the ground’s tremor, his expression changed slightly, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
"Prepare to retreat!" he raised his hand.
"No. Get closer, see what’s happening?" Suddenly, the doll on his shoulder spoke.
Zhang Rongfang was currently observing Spirit Void Peak through the doll, his eyes heavy.
"I need to know what’s happening inside!"
"But Master! I feel something’s terribly wrong!" the Black Daoist gritted his teeth and said.
As a bloodline, especially a first-generation bloodline, under the ancestor’s pressure, it was difficult to resist or refute.
For him to say such words meant his feelings were not just bad, but disastrously ominous.
The Grandmaster’s intuition alone gave him a feeling of heart-pounding fear just by staring there.
"The others retreat, you move in closer alone," Zhang Rongfang commanded without allowing any defiance.
If he didn’t need to grasp the situation, why else would he send the Black Daoist here?
"Yes....!" The Black Daoist wanted to speak, but immediately felt his entire blood heating up, with a faint feeling of losing control over his body. Instantly, he was terrified and dared not speak further.
He raised his right hand, swiftly making several gestures.
The group of skilled Martial Artists from the Golden Wing Pavilion behind him retreated, slipping quietly into the shadows.
Only he was left, moving step by step closer, then accelerating.
Whoosh!
He leaped forward, quickly approaching Spirit Void Peak.
If he can’t leave, he must do his best, or it would mean not taking responsibility for his own safety.
The vast forest trees blurred past on either side of him.
The light and shadows on the ground seemed like patterns, turning into a blur in the fast-moving view.
Gradually, his nose caught a faint scent of blood.
Besides the scent of blood, there was also a dusty smell, as if something buried for years had resurfaced.
Slowly, the distance between him and Spirit Void Peak grew closer and closer.
The natural vigilance of a high-level Martial Artist also became more intense.
An intense survival instinct tried to drive him to defy the will in his blood and turn around to flee.
But the doll on his shoulder emitted a terrifying sense of oppression at all times, forcing him to continue forward.
Finally, he quickly arrived at the foot of Spirit Void Peak, beginning to climb the mountain path.
Strangely, as soon as he started climbing, the tremors of the entire Spirit Void Peak gradually faded and disappeared.
Everything returned to calm again.
But the earlier sense of crisis not only didn’t dissipate, it became even stronger.
"Stop!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly spoke.
Swish!
The Black Daoist’s steps came to an abrupt halt beside a huge tree.
He also sensed something and stared intensely at the seemingly calm forest ahead.
There was something wrong there!
After a pause, he cautiously extended his right foot, gently tapping the ground ahead.
Whoosh!!
In an instant, everything in his sight completely dissipated, vanishing like soap bubbles.
What re-emerged.
Was a bottomless black giant crevice.
A massive crevice had split open at the waist of Spirit Void Peak, cutting through to the mountain’s core.
One more step forward, and the Black Daoist would have fallen into the crevice.
"Master, I think we should head back??" The Black Daoist felt his heartbeat accelerate to an exaggerated degree, his whole body shivering, as if danger could appear at any moment.
After achieving Super Grade, he hadn’t felt such a degree of sensation again.
But now, this exaggerated sense of intense crisis had reappeared once more.
"It’s coming!" Zhang Rongfang suddenly spoke with gravity.
"What!?" The Black Daoist was confused, but soon, he understood what Zhang Rongfang meant.
At the bottom of the giant crevice ahead, a patch of blue light began to glow slowly.
Following the light came the sound of rocks being shattered.
The sound was not just one or two but a large swath, like the dense explosion of firecrackers.
At first, the sound was very small, very distant.
But soon, it grew closer and closer, denser and denser.
"Retreat!" Zhang Rongfang immediately commanded.
The Black Daoist quickly retreated upon hearing this, his nerves had been on edge, just waiting for these words.
At this moment, he exerted himself, his figure speeding backward like a black wind.
But fast as he was, someone was faster.
He hadn’t run two hundred meters when a grey shadow suddenly approached and collided from behind.
The grey shadow moved so fast it could keep up with a bloodline Grandmaster like the Black Daoist.
It’s known that Grandmasters are already extremely fast, and bloodlines have an additional speed boost, naturally outpacing other ordinary Grandmasters and divine Grandmasters by a margin.
Yet now, he was still being caught up.
This showed the speed of the grey shadow.
In a flash, the Black Daoist’s body rapidly expanded, becoming larger, as patterns of blood lotus spread from his back to his entire body.
In an instant, he transformed into a final state over three meters tall.
"Die!!"
He turned and swung his right arm, as fiercely as a mountain falling, smashing ruthlessly toward the gray shadow.
Only at this moment did he see clearly what this gray shadow truly was.
It was a tall stone statue, fully clad in gray armor, with eyes glowing a pale blue light!
Clang!!
The black Daoist’s arm smashed hard against the head of the stone statue, producing a loud noise.
An extremely hard recoil force transmitted from the opponent’s head.
It shook his arm upward, causing him to stagger back two steps.
Fortunately, the blue-eyed stone statue shattered in response, crumbling from the head down into a pile of gray stones.
"Don’t linger in battle, retreat!" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice while seated on his shoulder.
If the strength of that strike had been slightly weaker, the black Daoist wouldn’t have been able to shatter that gray stone man.
The hardness of the opponent’s body was beyond imagination.
The black Daoist wanted to speak but suddenly his vision blurred, seeing a large number of blue-eyed stone men leaping up from a crack behind that gray stone man.
His scalp went numb, and goosebumps erupted all over his body.
Without a second thought, he turned and ran.
"Keep your distance, don’t leave, hide and continue to observe." Zhang Rongfang’s words erased all thoughts of departing from this place.
The black Daoist couldn’t understand why Spirit Flying Church and the Grand Church Alliance were competing, yet these small factions insisted on getting involved?
Wasn’t the master already unrelated to the Grand Church Alliance? Even if it was just superficially unrelated, it was enough.
Could it be the master intended to personally enter and clash with Spirit Flying Church??
The possibility made the black Daoist’s heart tremble.
Though he knew the relationship between the master and his mentor was good, but.... no matter how good the relationship, going to die for nothing would be too exaggerated....
Yet, despite the thoughts swirling in his mind, he dared not disobey, responding only, his form transformed into a shadow of blood, swiftly finding a treetop nearby to hide within, concealing his silhouette.
The puppet where Zhang Rongfang’s consciousness resided stood on his shoulder, gazing down.
Swoosh swoosh.
In an instant, numerous gray-blue-eyed stone men flew across the ground below.
Shortly after, groups of dense blue-eyed stone men marched in neat formations below.
The orderly steps and the clatter of stones colliding continuously flowed beneath the black Daoist.
The black Daoist dared not even breathe loudly.
Looking down from the large tree he stood on, just the passing blue-eyed stone men numbered over a hundred.
Any random stone man required him to exert full effort to kill.
Not to mention there were tall and sturdy heavy cavalry riding stone horses among them.
The blue light in these cavalrymen’s eyes was even more dazzling, exuding a terrifying, oppressive aura.
That was the sensation of force.
"They were Spiritual Veins and deceased grandmasters...." Zhang Rongfang recognized their identities.
The Golden Wing Pavilion and his scattered puppet scouts had gathered much secret intelligence for him.
"Are they all petrified... or were they never real humans, only stone statue sculptures?" He couldn’t be sure.
"Master, should we continue?" At this moment, the black Daoist also felt something major was about to occur, proactively asking.
"Do you dare?" Zhang Rongfang replied, his voice very soft.
At this moment, from a distance, screams of other forces were continuously audible.
Clearly, others had started clashing with the blue-eyed stone men. But the situation was obviously one-sided.
"Anyway, it’s likely something major will erupt next. If I activate the final state, these stone men probably won’t catch up with my speed. That means there is still room." The black Daoist gritted his teeth and said.
"If we can figure out the situation this time, plan ahead, can the master help me fulfill a wish?"
"...." Zhang Rongfang looked at him, "Okay!"
He nodded earnestly.
"But I hope, it would be best if you fulfill this wish yourself."
"Naturally, that would be best!" The black Daoist smiled, somewhat reluctantly.
At this moment, the stone man troops finally completely passed, and the forest became empty.
The black Daoist waited briefly, then leaped toward the crack direction.
Under the bloodline’s speed enhancement, his body technique was silent yet extremely swift.
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Lingxiao Hall.
In the sound of breaking.
The All Living Beings Pillar constructed of golden flames slowly emerged with large cracks.
The vertical pupils in its center also appeared glass-like, continuously cracking.
Yue Dewen placed a single hand on the vertical pupil’s surface, a ring of invisible airflow spreading and trembling behind him, even bending space and light slightly.
"Break!"
He let out a low shout.
Bang!!!
In an instant, the entire All Living Beings Pillar completely collapsed, exploding like a shattered glass column, dispersing numerous golden light fragment shards.
At this moment, the entire Jade Void Palace trembled and shook.
Even Lingxiao Hall began to drop stone dust softly.
He stepped forward, standing in front of the wolf-engraved giant stag stone statue. Suddenly, there was a pause in his chest, and a trace of blood streamed from his nostrils.
Yue Dewen seemed to sense something, reached out to wipe away the blood, pressed on his nose, and quickly stopped the bleeding.
At this moment, outside the grand hall, the sound of continuous fierce battle erupted.
He grabbed the carved antlers, turned and stepped out, his form suddenly arriving at the grand hall entrance.
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