Chapter 1490: Rong Clan’s Ancestral Land - Rong Ridge

Translator: CinderTL

"I’ve never seen it before..." Rong Yiwen said, obediently picking up where the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation left off.

But the words had barely left his lips when he suddenly realized something, his expression turning icy.

"Gu Huang, what exactly is your purpose today?"

The Cosmic Transformation Incarnation smiled faintly.

Only just now realizing? Too late! We’ve already arrived!

"Senior Rong Yiwen, please follow this junior to the ground. I will personally resolve your doubts."

With that, the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation’s escape light dimmed, its speed plummeting as it descended toward a remote mountain foot below.

Rong Yiwen’s brow furrowed deeply, his gaze as sharp as a blade as he fixed his eyes on the rapidly descending figure.

His divine sense rippled outward like invisible waves, sweeping across the terrain below again and again, searching for any hidden traps or traces of formations. Yet all he found were ordinary rocks, soil, and vegetation—nothing more.

"Gu Huang, what trickery are you up to?!" Rong Yiwen roared, his voice like thunder, shaking the air around them.

"Senior, there’s no need for anger. Surely you don’t fear harm from a mere Void Refinement Stage cultivator like myself?" the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation replied without turning back.

As the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation neared the ground, Rong Yiwen’s killing intent surged, and a foot-long Soul Breaking Awl materialized before him.

The Soul Breaking Awl pulsed with a dark light, transforming into a black beam that pierced straight toward the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation’s back!

Though the strike appeared formidable, Rong Yiwen had no intention of killing his opponent.

Gu Huang was a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate. If he were to die outside South Pill City, even if the sect couldn’t trace the murder back to Rong Yiwen, the Rong Clan would inevitably be implicated, triggering a thorough sect investigation with endless repercussions.

He merely wanted to teach Gu Huang a lesson.

The man had been far too arrogant, showing him no respect whatsoever, completely disregarding his status as a Body Integration Stage cultivator and Outer Sect Elder of the Divine Blood Gate.

"Rong Yiwen, how dare you attack me!"

The Cosmic Transformation Incarnation seemed to belatedly sense the killing intent behind him, whirling around in shock and fury.

Hearing this, Rong Yiwen couldn’t help but sneer mockingly.

Dare to flaunt your core disciple status before me? You deserve a lesson.

However—

The sneer froze on his face.

Below, the ground he had just scanned repeatedly with his divine sense, confirming its normalcy, suddenly exploded.

A corpse qi as thick as ink erupted like a volcano suppressed for ten thousand years, roaring forth from the earth.

The condensed corpse qi coalesced into a ferocious black wrathful dragon, its claws and fangs bared as it lunged toward the Soul Breaking Awl!

"So you were harboring malicious intent all along!"

Rong Yiwen’s fury reached its peak.

He no longer held back.

The spiritual power within Rong Yiwen surged like a dammed river bursting its banks, the overwhelming force of a Body Integration Stage cultivator flowing madly into the Soul Breaking Awl.

At that moment, Rong Yiwen truly intended to kill.

Since Gu Huang dared to act against him, executing him would be perfectly justified!

The Soul Breaking Awl glowed with an intense black light, its speed increasing exponentially.

But before the awl could strike the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation, the Corpse Qi Wrathful Dragon intercepted it.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the Corpse Qi Wrathful Dragon exploded, transforming into a tidal wave of corpse qi that swept across the battlefield.

The Cosmic Transformation Incarnation and the surrounding ground were instantly engulfed by the corpse qi.

The Soul Breaking Awl was sent hurtling into the sky.

Rong Yiwen rapidly formed hand seals, preparing to reactivate the awl.

Though he had deliberately amplified the awl’s power at the last moment, the attack had been rushed, barely tapping into a tenth of his true strength.

This time, he would eliminate both Gu Huang and the rat hiding beneath the earth.

The Soul Breaking Awl arced through the air, its power now more than ten times greater than before, poised to strike the inky-black corpse qi once more.

But just as it moved, nine transparent blades erupted from the corpse qi, soaring upward to pierce Rong Yiwen’s face.

A divine sense attack?

Rong Yiwen’s expression twisted in shock, his eyes betraying a flicker of panic.

He suddenly realized the truth.

The corpse qi had merely been a smokescreen. The enemy’s true killing move was these nine blades of divine sense.

Rong Yiwen wanted to react, but the transparent blades were already upon him, their immense divine sense far beyond his ability to resist.

In the end, Rong Yiwen could offer no resistance. His pupils contracted to pinpricks as he watched helplessly as the nine transparent blades pierced his sea of consciousness between his brows.

"No—!"

The desperate roar caught in his throat, not a single syllable escaping.

The nine transparent blades plunged into his sea of consciousness like cataclysmic stars crashing into a tranquil lake, instantly unleashing world-shattering waves that battered his mind.

Deep within Rong Yiwen’s sea of consciousness, his divine soul, shredded by the blades, dimmed rapidly.

Without even a final scream, the light faded from his eyes, his body went limp, and he plummeted from the sky.

Song Wen withdrew his corpse qi and Cosmic Transformation Incarnation, then swiftly soared away, carrying the still-falling Rong Yiwen.

He flew toward a remote region with sparse Spiritual Qi, quickly covering over a million miles before finally descending into a raging river.

Submerged beneath the water, Song Wen used his hand like a claw to pierce Rong Yiwen’s skull, devouring his blood essence and spiritual power.

After several dozen breaths, crimson flames erupted from Song Wen’s hand, incinerating the surrounding river water and Rong Yiwen’s mummified corpse into steam and ashes.

Absorbing Rong Yiwen’s spiritual power had only slightly enhanced Song Wen’s cultivation. With his ninth-grade spiritual root talent, it was equivalent to roughly two to three hundred years of arduous cultivation.

If he could devour two or three more cultivators like Rong Yiwen, he should be able to reach the pinnacle of the Late Body Integration Stage. At that point, the peak of the Body Integration Stage would be within reach.

Though the cultivation boost was modest, Song Wen felt quite satisfied.

Eliminating a Body Integration Stage cultivator from the Rong Clan not only advanced his cultivation but also served as retribution against Rong Luan, that old crone, and her Rong Clan backers.

Without lingering, Song Wen moved swiftly against the current, rapidly departing.

Meanwhile, Song Wen mentally considered his next target for absorption.

The Rong Clan had tens of thousands of members who had joined the Divine Blood Gate, but only a handful—around twenty—had reached the Body Integration Stage.

Though this number might seem substantial, most of these cultivators were not stationed within the Rong Clan’s territory but rather in Azure Wutong Province, where the Divine Blood Gate was located.

After a moment’s contemplation, Song Wen finally identified a suitable candidate: Huang Yangshu.

Huang Yangshu was a Rong Clan member by marriage. Originally a rogue cultivator, his exceptional talent and temperament had caught the Rong Clan’s attention during his Nascent Soul Stage. They had recruited him into the clan through a matrilocal marriage.

Song Wen submerged his consciousness into his sea of consciousness and interrogated Rong Yiwen’s divine soul. He learned that Huang Yangshu was currently in Yijing City.

This city served as the Rong Clan’s core foundation, their true ancestral stronghold cultivated over countless years. Its strategic importance far surpassed resource-rich locations like South Pill City.

The Rong Clan’s main ancestral domain lay in a mountain range a thousand miles northwest of Yijing City.

This vast mountain range, stretching tens of thousands of miles, was known as Rong Ridge.

(End of the Chapter)

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