Chapter 1044 - 347: The Wu Family Arrives (3)

Lin Zheyu shook his head and said.

When the sky falls, there are tall ones to hold it up.

If something indeed went wrong with the ancestor of Great Wei, then it’s troublesome.

If even the tallest among them kneels, then Great Wei almost has no hope.

Calm the spirit and clear away the cluttered thoughts.

Lin Zheyu found a comfortable spot, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out the Bone Talisman given by Mr. Qiong Yun.

This Bone Talisman is not only the core of that Secret Realm of inheritance but also contains the vast cultivation knowledge and books left by the Suhe Tribe.

Holding the Bone Talisman in his hand, he released his spiritual sense and entered the Bone Talisman.

In an instant, a boundless, star-like light of knowledge emerged in Lin Zheyu’s consciousness.

"No wonder it’s the Witch Tribe’s library that flourished once. The quantity is truly terrifying!"

Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but exclaim.

With his now powerful spiritual soul, to completely digest and absorb this knowledge, he couldn’t manage it without a hundred years of time.

It was the Witch Tribe that produced terrifying experts like Mr. Qiong Yun.

Before Qiong Yun, maybe even more terrifying experts appeared.

"This is the greatest treasure left by Mr. Qiong Yun!" Lin Zheyu sighed.

He cleared away distractions from his mind.

Lin Zheyu began to calm his mind, fully immersing himself in the vast ocean of knowledge.

Although he had received the inheritance of Witchcraft, he was merely a beginner who had just condensed his Lifebound Witch Pattern.

Due to the environment, he couldn’t continue his cultivation or comprehend deeper witchcraft.

Therefore, he could only rely on the knowledge left in the Bone Talisman to deepen his understanding of Witchcraft.

To comprehend the mysteries and wonders of Witchcraft.

Thereby integrating it into the Martial Dao and creating unprecedentedly powerful Martial Arts Skills!

Time passed slowly.

Days went by.

Lin Zheyu was so immersed in the ocean of knowledge that he couldn’t extricate himself, except for regularly challenging his limits.

The rest of the time he was completely submerged in it, soaring in the ocean of knowledge.

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Three months later.

A surprise visitor came to Flame Martial City.

"Let that boy Xiao Yu come out, I have a matter with him." Wu Jin said coldly.

He and Wu Tongyu stayed in that Demon God Barrier for over three months but couldn’t catch the expert who slew Wu Yiyi and Wu Shuo.

Eventually.

Wu Jin and Wu Tongyu even personally entered the Demon River to search, but found nothing inside.

Returning to the Wu Family.

They used the family’s secret treasure to deduce the location of the strong one related to the Bloodline Curse, but couldn’t find anything.

It was completely abnormal.

This situation suggested a few possibilities.

Either the strong one is dead.

Or he entered a special Secret Realm, completely concealing his aura.

Or the Bloodline Curse on him has been completely lifted.

Regardless of which possibility, even the Wu Family was helpless in the short term.

Now.

Wu Jin could only place his hope on Xiao Yu.

He didn’t believe Xiao Yu was the strong one who slew Wu Shuo and Wu Yiyi, given Xiao Yu’s strength.

He is not worthy!

But Wu Jin felt that Xiao Yu definitely knew something.

Perhaps, Wu Jin suspected, the death of Wu Yiyi and Wu Shuo was inseparable from Xiao Yu!

"Senior, Mr. Xiao is currently in seclusion; we will notify you when he emerges." Lin Xian said with a smile, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

’Does the Martial Alliance still need to stoop to rely on the three Ancient Martial Families to survive, acting like this for anyone’s sake!’

Lin Xian thought to himself sarcastically.

He was an elder in the Martial Alliance, having joined shortly after the Alliance broke away from the three Ancient Martial Families.

Back then, Martial Alliance members were often bullied by people from the three families; it was quite humiliating.

"Humph!"

"If he’s in seclusion for ten years, should I wait here for ten years?"

"Notify him now to come and meet me; I have some questions for him." Wu Jin snorted coldly and said indifferently.

His demeanor was arrogant, looking down, speaking as if addressing servants, commanding hither and thither.

Not placing the Martial Alliance in his eyes at all.

As he finished speaking.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Wu Jin’s body, pressing towards Lin Xian.

Lin Xian’s complexion changed drastically, his body trembling slightly, cold sweat forming on his forehead and slipping down his cheek.

"Old! Wretch!"

Lin Xian struggled to hold on, gritting his teeth, his expression twisted as he spoke.

"Courting death!"

"The Martial Alliance is really becoming more outrageous, without the Wu family’s restraint, they no longer keep the proper respect for the strong."

"Since Qin Hu won’t teach, I shall teach him!"

Wu Jin snorted coldly.

Being a strong one comparable to a Nascent Soul, his strength was top-notch even within Great Wei.

Such powerful strength, combined with his experience as a former leader of the Martial Alliance, made him treat Alliance Martial Artists as if facing his own servants.

Pugh!

Wu Jin swung his right hand fiercely, a terrifying gust of wind whistled, attacking Lin Xian’s chest.

Lin Xian’s face changed instantly, a strong warning registering in his mind.

He wanted to move his body to evade this attack but was unable to move at all under Wu Jin’s terrifying pressure.

Bang!

Suddenly.

Wu Jin felt a strong hand on his shoulder, pulling him back two steps.

Immediately afterward, a massive fist struck from beside him, blocking Wu Jin’s attack.

"I wondered who it was; turns out it’s you, old wretch!"

"Get back to your Wu Family, or else don’t return, and let Wu Tianlei redeem you personally, old wretch."

A calm voice came from beside Lin Xian, the strong aura emitted, nullifying the pressure on Lin Xian.

"Greetings, Mr. Xia!"

Feeling the pressure disappear, Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully saluted.

The newcomer was Xia Ping.

"Ha!"

"You’re welcome to try!"

"Last time in battle, I spared your life for Qin Hu’s sake; lose again and it will cost your life!"

Wu Jin cast a sidelong glance at Xia Ping and said ambiguously.

Upon hearing this, Xia Ping’s eyes narrowed, his gaze turning ice-cold.

He was at odds with Wu Jin.

In their youth, they formed enmity.

Over thirty years ago, the two battled fiercely once.

Facing Wu Jin with Bloodline Power, Xia Ping was overwhelmed, quickly falling into a disadvantage.

If it weren’t for Qin Hu appearing suddenly to save Xia Ping.

Xia Ping might have lost his life long ago.

"Just as I wished!"

"Haven’t seen for decades; I want to see if your strength has declined!" Xia Ping said lightly.

Two strong auras suddenly burst forth from Xia Ping and Wu Jin, starting an initial confrontation in the great hall.

The collision of auras generated terrifying waves.

Lin Xian retreated continuously, pushing to the edge of the hall, and still felt the terrifying pressure.

"So terrifying!"

"I can’t withstand even a confrontation of aura," Lin Xian said somewhat reluctantly.

He was only at the Early Stage of the Shackled Realm.

The difference was too vast compared to these two strong ones beyond the Shackled Realm, having carved out their paths.

Wu Jin and Xia Ping’s powers were incredibly terrifying, akin to Nascent Soul cultivators in the Immortal Dao.

The gap between Nascent Soul and Golden Core was enormous; a Nascent Soul practitioner could crush a Golden Core cultivator as easily as stomping an ant.

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