Chapter 458: Chapter 452: A Great Battle of 3 Days and 3 Nights, the Martial Saint Strikes
Staying close to the forest and far from the members of other Sects made Yang Chan feel much safer.
The Cyan Yuan Sect had sent many people to Jinyun City, but only a little over two hundred managed to get out. The casualties were disastrous.
Some were left behind in Jinyun City. They had no opportunity to escape, nor were they in any condition to be brought along, so they could only be left in the city to fend for themselves.
During the Destiny Golden Dragon’s sonic attack, Song Yunxiang had brought Yang Chan along only because of their mutually beneficial relationship. Without it, he would have fled alone—the same choice most people would have made.
That’s just human nature; there’s nothing more to say about it.
Yang Chan watched the clash in the sky. ’Those two Destiny Golden Dragons have been fighting for a while now,’ he thought. ’I wonder if they’re going to battle for three days and three nights.’
He rested off to the side, taking an Elixir. Occasionally, he would look up to watch the two Destiny Golden Dragons clash, observing the battle from a safe distance.
Although his first instinct was to get far away, it wasn’t just Song Yunxiang who desperately wanted to stay. The other Cyan Yuan Sect Disciples had just run for dozens of miles in one go and were still catching their breath.
Even the Official Disciples who had comprehended Power had only slightly more endurance than an ordinary person. The Tempering of their bodies was not very advanced, so they needed to recover their stamina.
Of course, it wasn’t as taxing for the Elite Disciples who focused on External Refining, but those who still had energy to spare always enjoyed a good spectacle.
Leaving alone would be too conspicuous; otherwise, Yang Chan would have already vanished.
BOOM!
A violent roar echoed, so loud that even Yang Chan couldn’t help but look up.
High in the sky, a golden light flashed, as dazzling as a second sun.
"The Destiny Golden Dragon is truly incredible! It’s already recovered to its peak state. With hundreds of millions of people as its reserve, its power is truly endless!"
Song Yunxiang sighed with emotion at the sight. It seemed this clash between mythical creatures was going to last for quite a while longer.
Suddenly, Yang Chan’s brow furrowed. Within his perception, two immense powers shot toward the heavens. It was a surge of Qi and Blood Power, and also a formidable spiritual will—to be precise, the Martial Arts Will of a Martial Saint.
These two forces slammed directly into the two entangled Destiny Golden Dragons.
"Huh? The Martial Saints are making their move!"
Song Yunxiang and the other Inner Masters also quickly sensed that something was wrong. Their senses, strengthened many times over, had detected the anomaly.
That Martial Arts Will was the result of the combined power of numerous Martial Seals.
"No, that’s not right! They’re attacking the Destiny Golden Dragons!"
The Inner Master from the Cyan Yuan Sect’s Law Enforcement Hall realized what was happening, his face a mask of astonishment. He couldn’t understand why they would do this.
"I once read in some obscure texts that the Original National Fate from a Destiny Golden Dragon can extend one’s Lifespan. Don’t tell me the rumors about the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor nearing the end of his Lifespan weren’t false after all! Is he trying to use the Original National Fate to prolong his life now?"
"And the Emperor of the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty... his appearance must mean he also wants to use the Original National Fate to break through to the National Guardian Martial Saint Realm!"
The Inner Master from the Artifact Refining Hall stared wide-eyed as he recalled the records from those obscure texts. Before, he had dismissed this information as myth and legend, much like Song Yunxiang. Now, however, it felt all too real.
’The Power of Origin from the National Fate... extending a Martial Saint’s life, breaking through to a higher Martial Saint Realm.’
Yang Chan muttered to himself. After hearing the Inner Master speak, things he previously couldn’t understand at all suddenly clicked into place.
The recent conflict between the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty and the Jin Meng Empire wasn’t just a bizarre turn of events; both sides had orchestrated it. Their goal was the Original National Fate hidden within the Destiny Golden Dragons.
No wonder both sides were completely indifferent to the number of casualties. They had even actively provoked this war, sacrificing countless lives in the border conflict.
A Destiny Golden Dragon doesn’t normally reveal itself. It only appears when the nation’s fate is severely damaged, putting the dragon itself in peril.
Clearly, the Jin Meng Empire and the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty had done all this on purpose, just for this very moment.
They were plotting against the Destiny Golden Dragons.
ROAR!
Suddenly, as the Martial Arts Wills struck, the auras of the two Destiny Golden Dragons withered, as if they had been grievously wounded in an instant.
From a distance, Yang Chan vaguely saw people on the city wall being killed. This seemed to be the reason the Destiny Golden Dragons’ auras were weakening, though he couldn’t figure out the exact connection. He didn’t dwell on it, however, because the two Martial Saint Ancestors were now making their move.
The two Martial Arts Wills seized the opportunity, striking the Destiny Golden Dragons once more.
In an instant, two rays of golden light burst from the bodies of the Destiny Golden Dragons. They scattered, then merged in mid-air, forming a single Golden Lotus.
Even from so far away, Yang Chan and the others could feel an alluring power emanating from the Golden Lotus, as if consuming it would grant one an immediate breakthrough and limitless potential.
HAH!
Just then, the two National Guardian Martial Saints, who had remained hidden until now, finally appeared. Their figures shot toward the heavens, their target the Golden Lotus.
Martial Saints cannot truly fly, but they can glide through the air for short periods.
The two Martial Saints shot toward the heavens like eagles, powerful auras erupting from their bodies. Even from dozens of miles away, the onlookers could feel the two immense presences.
The clash between the National Guardian Martial Saints was no less imposing than the battle between the two Destiny Golden Dragons. When the aftershocks of their fight rained down upon the land, the very earth shook and the mountains trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
And that was just from the aftershocks; the main force of their blows never even touched the ground.
"Ah, so that’s why they never left Jinyun City. They had a trick like this up their sleeves."
Song Yunxiang suddenly cried out in surprise.
He saw a barrier appear over Jinyun City, deflecting the aftershocks from the Martial Saints’ battle. It seemed to be a special kind of Array, a technique formed by gathering the Spiritual Power of all the soldiers in Jinyun City. To be able to block the aftershocks from a fight between National Guardian Martial Saints... it was truly extraordinary.
"If they had revealed this earlier, I doubt anyone would have been in such a hurry to flee the city!"
Song Yunxiang continued.
With such a defensive measure, it would have been relatively safe inside Jinyun City. The members of the various Sects certainly wouldn’t have rushed to leave. Instead, they would have stayed in the city to see how things unfolded, perhaps even seizing some opportunities for themselves.
Some people whose Cultivation had hit a bottleneck would naturally want to seize an opportunity for a breakthrough. Moreover, the Destiny Golden Dragon’s Power of Origin could allow them to advance much further on their martial path.
If someone got their hands on it, they could go into hiding, wait until they broke through to the National Guardian Martial Saint Realm, and then emerge to overthrow the current regime and establish a new Imperial Dynasty.
Besides, the Grand Ancestor of the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty had lived for so long; naturally, countless people wished to do the same, rather than turning to dust after a mere century or so.
Yang Chan noticed that several Elders from the Cyan Yuan Sect also wore looks of remorse, clearly regretting their decision to flee from a heaven-defying, fate-altering opportunity.
Seeing this, the corner of Yang Chan’s mouth twitched slightly before returning to normal.
’For me, it’s better to be far away from all this,’ he thought. ’Otherwise, I could easily get caught in the crossfire.’
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