Chapter 1566 - 140: Corpse Mountain

Chapter 1566: Chapter 140: Corpse Mountain

"Holy Prince..."

"Where are we going?"

Fighting Holy Peak.

The ancient array is fully revived, streams of golden light surging to the Heavenly Peak. This phenomenon is extremely terrifying, yet everyone knows this ancient array will not withstand for long.

It’s not that the array at the Fighting Holy Peak isn’t powerful enough.

It’s because the energy source in this forbidden land is limited.

Fully operating the ancient array requires a vast amount of primordial energy.

The entire realm is sealed by the Ten Thousand Demon Array, this Holy Peak’s ancient array can only serve a protective function, unable to absorb primordial energy endlessly from the outside.

At this moment.

The great demons gathered behind the Great Venerable.

Those elders from the Great Saint Mountain, everyone had a devout expression; this was their first time entering the forbidden land.

In the past...

This Fighting Holy Peak could only be entered by the Holy Emperor and those he trusted deeply.

Rumble.

Though the great array of the Fighting Holy Peak was activated.

The tremors outside were still audible.

"Damn it."

Silver Moon Great Venerable gritted his teeth: "Are we just going to hide here?"

Though he usually seemed cowardly, he was not ambiguous in critical moments.

Thinking his life was in "Xie Xuanyi’s" hands, Silver Moon felt extremely disgruntled.

He is a dignified Demon Country Venerable.

How could he rely on a Human Race Sword Cultivator from Da Sui Sword Palace?

"If you want to go out, I won’t stop you."

Peacock Venerable said calmly: "I have only one request, if you are to die, don’t die in that ’Black Lake’."

He could see that the Nether Lake Divine Skill was extraordinary.

If one died in battle.

There’s a high chance of being "defiled."

"..."

Silver Moon Great Venerable could not argue back.

Yet he harbored resentment, and after pondering for a long time, he couldn’t help but mutter: "Wasn’t it you who said it earlier? Just hiding like this is not a solution..."

"It’s not hiding."

At this moment.

The Holy Prince spoke.

He clasped the Spirit Sun Rod, the golden rod continuously trembling.

The Holy Prince turned around, looking at Silver Moon Great Venerable, and said calmly: "I have never had the habit of fleeing in battle."

"So, where are we going?"

Wu Jiu was observing all this.

Returning to Fighting Holy Peak for the second time.

The forbidden land seemed different than before.

Still shrouded in thick fog.

But within the fog... there seemed to be clusters of luminous flames.

These luminous flames weren’t here during the previous visit.

Wu Jiu touched them earlier; these flames don’t have substantial destructive power but seem to possess a spirit-like quality, appearing all around the group... more precisely, all around the Holy Prince. It was the Holy Prince leading the way upon returning to the Fighting Holy Peak this time.

Wherever he walked, the fog shattered, flames emerged.

All of this.

Seemed as if divine spirits were silently guiding.

"Ascend the mountain."

The Holy Prince’s answer was succinct yet filled with meaning.

"Ascend... the mountain?"

Master Ni Yu’s pupils slightly contracted.

She instinctively looked forward; this forbidden land at the Fighting Holy Peak had many mountains, but only one was the highest.

That was the Supreme Mountain left by the Little Ape King a thousand years ago.

Didn’t the Holy Prince say he wasn’t qualified to climb it?

How long has it been?

Returning.

This guy... could he be intending to ascend the Supreme Mountain left by the Little Ape King?

"Is it that one?"

Peacock Venerable spoke.

His gaze also lingered on that highest mountain.

"Yes."

The Holy Prince clasped the Spirit Sun Rod, nodding earnestly.

Earlier when battling the Nether Sea, the Spirit Sun Rod suffered a crack.

However...

The place where the Holy Prince held was precisely at the crack. After its fracture, it had been struck by the flying sword Chen Ke, and logically, the Holy Prince, as the Artifact Master, should be heartbroken. Yet his eyes were unprecedentedly calm.

Because.

Xie Xuanyi sent a piece of Divine Thought using the flying sword.

Everything he saw, heard, and obtained in the Ruins.

None of it was concealed.

All was delivered to the Holy Prince.

This was the reason for the Holy Prince’s return to the Fighting Holy Peak... he certainly wasn’t escaping.

He wanted to fight!

Only, the target he wished to challenge wasn’t the Nether Sea, wasn’t Ling Chenzi!

But...

The Supreme Mountain left by the Little Ape King!

{"Holy Prince."}

{"Not long ago, within the Primordial Immortal Hall, I comprehended the Fighting Secret Technique left by the First Generation Saint Emperor."}

{"I apologize. This should have been the inheritance left for Great Ape Mountain, obtained by me unexpectedly."}

{"After this incident, I planned to give out the inheritance. But this upheaval at Great Ape Mountain truly didn’t allow me to appear earlier. I integrated the comprehension from Primordial Immortal Hall entirely into Divine Thought, given your talent, even without seeing the visualization map directly, you should be inspired."}

{"Actually, this Secret Technique from the Primordial Immortal Hall, isn’t complex to comprehend; every visualization map required watching the Saint Emperor perform a battle skill once. I watched seven times, each battle skill was different, fleeting... I think even if it were you, the result would likely be the same."}

{"Perhaps... the so-called Fighting Path, Battle Skill, isn’t about finding the ’optimal solution’ within the Great Dao River. Every interpretation of the Fighting Technique is unique... The core Dao Fruit of the path lies in the words ’Fighting Battle.’ Unceasing fight, unending battle. These forty-nine visualization maps, if disseminated widely, should foster millions, tens of millions, or even billions of different Fighting Techniques in the Heart Lakes of various cultivators."}

Xie Xuanyi left behind in this piece of Divine Thought abundant insights and realizations.

The two had once crossed paths at Falcon Wind Gorge.

If not for the overwhelming pressure from the Heavenly Phoenix Palace.

Xie Xuanyi would have loved to continue battling with the Holy Prince... both gleaned incredible inspiration from this engagement. If they persisted, perhaps one might comprehend a swordsmanship resembling rod technique, and the other might comprehend a rod technique resembling swordsmanship.

"Fight... Battle..."

The Holy Prince, while assimilating this Divine Thought, murmured softly.

Once he regained his senses.

The group was already at the foot of the Supreme Mountain left by the Little Ape King.

The Holy Prince raised his head.

Before him, stood the "Corpse Mountain" left by the Little Ape King, several thousand meters high, seemingly reaching the heavens.

He had attempted more than once to tread upon this mountain.

Each attempt ended in failure.

He only thought it was due to his insufficient realm or his father’s oversight, not granted the qualification.

But Xie Xuanyi’s words... reminded the Holy Prince.

Perhaps the truth was not so.

Even a "Human Race Sword Cultivator" like Xie Xuanyi could receive the full support of the First Generation Saint Emperor’s Fighting Holy Technique.

Then how could the Little Ape King’s inheritance be limited by bloodline?

The reason he was denied before...

Wasn’t due to lack of qualification.

But.

He had never truly been prepared.

"Hoo."

The Holy Prince exhaled a breath of turbid air.

In this moment, his mindset entered a realm of unprecedented clarity, all the clamor around transformed into nothingness.

Grasping this fractured Spirit Sun Rod, he took a step forward.

This time...

The Little Ape King’s Corpse Mountain did not reject him.

The fog like the sea descended.

The Holy Prince’s form was engulfed in the mist.