Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1839: Chapter 501: The Most Useless Divine Skill—My Mountain Lord Sword (10,000 Words)

As he slowly chewed the beef jerky, savoring the familiar taste, a feeling arose.

The blank divine skill birthed when his Hungry Ghost Dao reached the Ninth Tier was finally activated, transforming from an uncertain state to a certain one.

Yet, externally there was no change, no divine reaction at all.

Yu Ziqing sensed something within, extended his hand, and removed the black cloth covering his eyes, revealing a pair of grey, hollow eyes.

It seemed as though he glimpsed that mystical river of time once more, but this time, it wasn’t by borrowing the fearsome analytical abilities from the Dayan Preface at the Seventh Major Realm.

It was as if, from a place far, far away, he glimpsed the reflection of the river of time.

Like seeing a flower in the mist, or the moon in water—visible, yet unable to cross the line to touch reality.

In a flash, it seemed as though he saw nothing again, everything within sight returning to a void without distinction between light and dark.

Yu Ziqing grinned.

He had succeeded in his transition.

The awakened divine skill was one that, to others, seemed utterly useless.

Even for Yu Ziqing, this skill held no offensive capabilities.

Yet, Yu Ziqing was satisfied; it suited him perfectly.

According to the down-to-earth naming convention after a Hungry Ghost transition, it should be called Name Calling Ghost.

A very simple and crude, seemingly useless divine skill.

If Yu Ziqing had thought of it during his low-tier days, he, this initial Hungry Ghost, had never experienced transition; it would’ve been time to try transitioning then.

At that time, awakening this divine skill indeed had little use, roughly equivalent to the normal state of the Moonlight divine skill.

But when he was at the Ninth Tier, equivalent to establishing his path, after peering into the river of time with the highest state of Dayan Preface, awakening this skill carried entirely different significance.

By level, it was as if the divine skill appeared, already equivalent to the Moonlight divine skill after ultimate empowerment.

This divine skill had no grades, no room for progression anymore.

It began at the peak.

Yu Ziqing turned his gaze towards another side, where a somewhat unfamiliar Ninth Tier Peak Strong stood.

As soon as he "saw" the opponent, the reflection of the river of time seemed to reappear in his grey eyes.

His perspective shifted instantly, catching a glimpse of this strong one’s reflection.

But he was only seeing a reflection, able to know, yet unable to do anything.

A name appeared out of nowhere in his mind.

"Yun Dongliu."

The next moment, Yu Ziqing connected this name to some information in his mind.

Former clan leader of a low-profile family in the southeast of Dali, stepped down two thousand years ago due to an injury, and went into peaceful seclusion, never surfacing for any major affairs since.

This person had no bad deeds, his family remained low-key, and even those serving in Dali government were merely local officials, never entering the court.

Yu Ziqing turned to the other side, to a man clad in a black robe.

The moment he saw him, a name naturally emerged in his mind.

"Hua Wuque."

More than two thousand years ago, before You Zhen had an incident, the biggest event was due to this guy.

This guy was a wild cultivator, initially just a minor monk in a small temple, later chancing upon a classic, treating it as a treasure.

Unfortunately, that Dharma Method was actually one for demon cultivation, which he was unaware of at the beginning.

When he learned of it, there was no turning back, and he could only become a demon monk.

At the time, this guy had offended more than a few people, being constantly cursed at was the least of his troubles.

Later, he disappeared for unknown reasons, unexpectedly still alive, and had somehow cleansed his demon qi, returning anew with a changed appearance, indeed a talent.

Yu Ziqing tried slightly, confirming it.

As long as he saw them, he could instantly call out the opponent’s true name.

And it was the kind of true name that directly confirmed identity, unique and unparalleled.

Even those at the Ninth Tier, having their true name seen, would have no reaction.

Because Yu Ziqing wasn’t seeing from them but borrowing information from the river of time.

It was purely true name information, he couldn’t alter anything, not even considered peering into the river of time.

But this alone was enough.

Yu Ziqing raised his head, gazing at the Mountain Lord and Cliff Divine King battling above the nine heavens.

In terms of sheer strength, the Mountain Lord was evidently much stronger, each strike causing widespread destruction.

A void in the sky above had been battered to the point where it could not immediately restore itself.

The Cliff Divine King’s power was inferior to the Mountain Lord’s, but evidently, his divine skill was exceptional, and the Mountain Lord could do nothing about him.

Fortunately, the Mountain Lord’s control over power was demonstrably a level or more higher, able to contain the destructive range within a thousand li.

For a being like the Mountain Lord, considered a scourge to the world, it was indeed not easy.

Taking advantage of the gap created by the Mountain Lord’s fight with the Cliff Divine King, Yu Ziqing finally spotted the Mountain Lord amidst the vast divine light.

The moment he saw, the shadow of the Mountain Lord’s true name naturally surfaced in his mind.

"Hu Yazhuo."

Yu Ziqing couldn’t help but smile slightly; this name really didn’t match the Mountain Lord.

No wonder he had never heard of the Mountain Lord’s true name before.