Chapter 931: Chapter 930: Distress Signal_1
"What kind of sword technique is this?"
Those who had investigated Shi Xiaole all knew his signature move was the Wind Tribulation Sword Technique, but the leader of the Blood Robes now realized that the opponent was even more formidable in the Illusion Martial Way. Suppressing his agitation, he clenched his teeth and asked.
"The Great Illusionary Formless Sword."
Shi Xiaole replied.
The Great Illusionary Formless Sword was indeed the name he had given to this set of Illusion Way sword techniques, "Alive as Summer Flowers" being the first move, and the previously used "Illusion Foam" the second.
Compared to "Alive as Summer Flowers," "Illusion Foam" might have been slightly less powerful, but it was even more inscrutable. Just now, it seemed that Shi Xiaole had acted after his opponent, but in fact, he had used "Illusion Foam" much earlier; it was only triggered when the Blood Robe leader made his move. However, no one had noticed.
Thus, in truth, "Illusion Foam" was far more dangerous than "Alive as Summer Flowers."
"Great Illusionary Formless Sword, a good name, what a grand spirit, let’s go."
After giving Shi Xiaole a deep look, the leader of the Blood Robes transformed into a streak of blood, vanishing in the blink of an eye into the distance. How could he not perceive the terror of "Illusion Foam"? He had no confidence in withstanding it, and the outcome of today’s situation had been doomed to failure.
The second and third members of the Blood Robes were equally shocked and mystified, not expecting Shi Xiaole’s swordsmanship to be so masterful. They too left in silence at breakneck speed.
After the departure of the three men, the sea of blood enveloping tens of thousands of meters quickly receded, and sunlight once again poured down. The white clouds were still there, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
But for the people of the Heavenly Will Sect, it was as if they had walked a round at the Netherworld Gate.
With this in mind, countless gazes fell upon the tall figure in the sky, filled with amazement, admiration, reverence, and relief... This was a living legend who would go on to create even more myths.
Everyone believed this.
The Divine Eagle let out a long cry, flying from afar to land at the feet of Shi Xiaole, deeply proud of its master’s strength. Zhuo Wansheng’s old face trembled, "Compared to the young emperor, Zhuo is nothing but trash."
Shi Xiaole shook his head. Influenced by Han Yanfa, his tone took on a hint of humor, "Old Zhuo, there’s no need for self-deprecation, even though what you say is a fact."
Zhuo Wansheng: "..."
With a hearty laugh, Shi Xiaole flew back into the Heavenly Will Sect to go into seclusion once more.
While he seemed to have the upper hand in the fight just now, he had also been injured, and moreover, had exhausted a full eighty percent of his strength. If the leader of the Blood Robes had persisted, today’s outcome would still be uncertain.
Hearing their exchange, the members of the Heavenly Will Sect also laughed, the immense joy of surviving a calamity making them want to savor every moment.
"The Blood Robe leader’s final strike could have caused me serious harm, fortunately, ’Illusion Foam’ was activated in advance. This means, my current strength is still not on par with some of the Human Realm Martial Emperors."
It had always been difficult to define the realm and strength of a Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor, and they were generally categorized by their strongest moves. In the Martial World’s hit-list of ultimate moves, these were divided into four levels: human, earth, heaven, and taboo.
The Martial World agreed that a move capable of creating light cracks was considered a top-tier human-level ultimate move. Of course, this referred to the external world.
Initially in Rainbow State, when Zhang Xiangfeng broke through to the Void Origin Realm, the rules were not completely solid (Chapter 830), indicating that the tenacity of the void in Rainbow State was lower. There, any Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor was believed to be able to create light cracks, which was quite different from the outside world.
The Blood Robe leader’s final strike was undoubtedly on the level of a top-tier human-level ultimate move from the external world.
But Shi Xiaole understood that his opponent had borrowed the power of an Array System and it wasn’t his own true strength, which inevitably had its flaws. If he were to face a true top-tier Human Realm Martial Emperor, he would probably stand no chance of resistance.
"However, even so, it won’t be easy for a Human Realm Martial Emperor to kill me, as my Flying Skill is only stronger, not weaker."
Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Shi Xiaole began to heal and process the insights gained from the battle. Three days later, he successfully left seclusion, his vitality seeming to have climbed yet another level.
At that time, under Zhuo Wansheng’s coordination, the Heavenly Will Sect had completed all the arrangements for evacuation, and some of the key industries had been split up and reorganized, while the subsidiary industries had been transferred and sold off.
They had remained still before, simply because they had a secret escape route known only to Shi Xiaole and Zhuo Wansheng.
But now, the Blood God Sect would certainly not let things go easily, and although they had no need to fear, there was also no need to refuse to retreat even in the face of death.
"Young Emperor, what is the Sect Leader’s statement?"
Within the hall, Zhuo Wansheng asked with concern.
Two days ago, a letter from the Divine Sect had arrived here, determining the future fate of the Heavenly Will Sect.
"The Sect Leader has ordered that you continue developing in the Daxia Dynasty, serving as a covert branch of the Divine Sect."
Shi Xiaole slowly put away the letter in his hand.
In the letter, after learning that he had reclaimed the Heavenly Will Sect, Mu Qianji had praised him profusely, and then spent the majority of the letter showcasing her astuteness in recognizing talents and appointing the wise, only using a few brief sentences at the end to outline the subsequent plan.
Shi Xiaole suspected that the sender had written this letter simply to boast about herself, which was truly speechless.
"Young Emperor, the Heavenly Will Sect will forever follow the Divine Sect, and of course, will also always follow you, never betraying!"
Zhuo Wansheng took advantage of the moment to pledge his dedication, emphasizing the latter part of his statement even more.
Shi Xiaole nodded indifferently, but his gaze fell upon another letter.
This letter was sent to Nine Heavens Mountain, but since he was not there, his aunt used the Divine Sect’s channels to forward it here. Judging from the delicate handwriting, the sender should be a woman.
"Do you remember Yang Feng? Great trouble, come quickly."
The very first line made Shi Xiaole’s face change dramatically.
Ever since Yang Feng went out alone for trials many years ago and had since been lost without a trace, Shi Xiaole was worried, but given the vastness of the world, it was extremely difficult to search for one person. Since even the Divine Strategy Academy had no news of him, Shi Xiaole speculated that Yang Feng had most likely left the Flying Horse Dynasty.
To this day, Wuling Villa still kept a Heavenly Hidden Seed Fruit for him, yet he had never returned. Unexpectedly, the day he received news was through a distress letter.
Shi Xiaole continued reading, and the content of the letter was concise, surely written by the woman in great haste, but it clearly explained the general situation.
"Old Zhuo, do you know Happy Valley?"
Shi Xiaole clenched the letter into ash.
Zhuo Wansheng was startled and nodded, "The Daxia Dynasty has countless factions in the Martial World, among them indeed exists a Happy Valley. This sect has emerged only in the past two years, little-known, but not to be underestimated in strength. According to secret investigations, the disciples of the sect often move through towns and villages to kidnap young men and women with extraordinary physiques for use in their cultivation practices."
Seeing Shi Xiaole looking at him, Zhuo Wansheng smiled, "One in the Martial World must always be aware of their surroundings and opponents."
Shi Xiaole nodded; this hypocritical fellow was indeed talented, with strong capabilities and excellent organizing skills. If used properly, he could be a capable assistant.
The address pointed out in the distress letter was the Happy Valley in the Daxia Dynasty.
However, with the letter having been delayed through forwarding twice and the urgency reflected by the woman’s writing, Shi Xiaole was deeply worried that Yang Feng might have already encountered misfortune.
Shi Xiaole asked further about Happy Valley but Zhuo Wansheng didn’t have much more to add. Shi Xiaole, left with no choice but urgency, instructed Zhuo Wansheng to immediately commence the sect’s relocation, while he himself set out alone, heading towards Happy Valley.
