Chapter 1266 - 730: Cultivating the Heart to Overcome Calamity, Heavenly Master Traverses the Clouds to Explore the Mysteries

Chapter 1266: Chapter 730: Cultivating the Heart to Overcome Calamity, Heavenly Master Traverses the Clouds to Explore the Mysteries

After all, he’s someone who would go to great lengths for Martial Arts, judging by how hard he was working at the moment, he’ll surely come back later to curry favor...

Once I further improve the True Martial Way, the conclusions will be clearer, so no rush.

He thought it through and recalled this person’s purpose for coming today:

"Nothing good comes from unsolicited kindness. Either a fraud or a thief. Could he be trying to mend relations with me because I’m now a disciple of Master Ding Guang?"

Meng Chuan did not believe in his earlier words of brotherhood...

"No matter."

In any case, he’s the one benefiting, Meng Chuan gradually let go of his doubts and immersed himself in practice...

...

"I’ll leave now, good luck tomorrow."

Liao Huo was a man of few words, after generously imparting the key points he learned from his fight with Chen Zhiming, he turned around and left, returning to his preparation room.

Even though he stopped at the semi-finals, there were still rankings for 5th to 10th place, so his preparation room wasn’t taken back...

"Zhinau, play the replay of my battle with Meng Chuan, slow it down tenfold."

Liao Huo also found the Zhinau quite useful; once the competition ended, he would exchange for a full-capacity version...

Returning his focus, he carefully watched the floating figure on the light screen, silently pondering what exactly Meng Chuan’s Fist Intent was about.

The more he watched...

"Even a Grandmaster of Xingyi’s explosive Fist Intent is far inferior to Meng Chuan’s... even with the support of True Gang!"

This was also why he didn’t plan to regain the scene from Meng Chuan after improving himself in the future.

Though he could turn the situation around in one fell swoop, the prerequisite was that he must win...

Without True Gang, Meng Chuan’s attacks were already so terrifying.

With True Gang’s support, how much more unimaginable would that be?

Therefore, Liao Huo’s choice was very sincere and a cautiously thought-out correct choice...

Closing his eyes slightly, various illusory lights and shadows swirled, with karmic fire burning away the dark night in his eyes, interweaving countless threads of light and shadow.

Under introspection, his gaze fell on the most critical thread among them...

His vision followed the threads of fate, traversing to the end.

Liao Huo focused on what he saw and was overjoyed.

"Small... smaller! Donor Meng truly is a man with a broad mind and noble character!"

...

The next day, at dawn.

An enormous shadow of the mountain range spanned across the sky, with snow peaks gleaming coldly beneath the clouds.

Ravines intertwined, with the mountains lying like giant dragons sprawled upon the ground, stretching far beyond the eye can see, majestic and awe-inspiring.

This was the increasingly magnificent Qilian Mountain Range of Great Chu’s northwest after the celestial changes.

The Ancestor Celestial Master, Zhang Daoling, stood amidst the wind overlooking everything.

Following the winding rivers flowing down the mountain’s body, Zhang Daoling walked through the air, almost teleporting across the entire Qilian Mountain Range.

The place was quiet, but the silence was somewhat unnerving.

The animals that used to wander had seemingly disappeared without a trace. Even birds avoided it, only bizarrely transformed, demonically Qi-corrupted flies perched atop the snow pines...

Clusters of demonic fog enveloped the mountain peaks, revealing shadows within, blood red eyes vigilantly watching the little figure in the sky, the bold ones stealthily followed, only to be brushed into blood mist by that little figure with a backward wave of his hand.

The Qilian Mountain Range, here, was one of the "strongholds" for many Demon Nests to gather.

Zhang Daoling glanced back; in the deepest part of the demonic fog, a powerful being silently observed everything...

Unfortunately, it couldn’t come out, as the ultimate darkness was still bound by dimensional constraints, stuck in the layers, unable to step out of the Demon Nest.

"Heaven and Earth are sometimes also merciful..."

Zhang Daoling ignored those presences, continuing his exploration in search of something.

Today, he came to investigate whether the newly emerged Demon Nest had any connection with the Tree Realm, and also to confirm...

Whether the Mountain Murmurs’ Split Soul had resurfaced!

The Tree Realm was the cosmic homeland of Mountain Murmurs and its subordinate forces.

Any newly born Tree Realm Demon Nest could potentially hide the shadow of Mountain Murmurs...

"Hmm?"

Zhang Daoling’s eyelids slightly closed, two rays of light intertwined around him, with three to five femal and male thwarting swords swirling and flying.

His gaze, aligned with the flowing river below, reflected a clear image of a Demon Nest through Water Attribute Qi.

"Found it..."

With a sudden pause beneath him, his body rose with the wind.

He tore the air with his hands, splitting a large opening in the demonic fog before him with a surge of Purple Qi, then swiftly darted into it...

One breath, two breaths, three breaths later!

Rumble—!!!

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion erupted from deep within the earth’s veins!

The mountain bones quivered, rock layers peeled away, and a massive crack rapidly extended from the base to the summit, with fierce winds howling and rushing within.

Crack...

The giant peak split open!

A three-thousand-zhang rock wall like knife-cut, towering thousands of feet, while vast snowy dust covered the sky, with the thunder overpowering the avalanche, leaving only the powerful awe of a heroic break...

The little figure slowly floated out from the fissure, waved his sleeve, and the celestial phenomenon abruptly ceased.

From afar, the True Martial Great Saint Xu Daoxian swiftly arrived, standing beside him.

"Ancestor, what did you find?"

Zhang Daoling didn’t answer, casting a sidelong glance at the riverbed’s end.

Underneath the water lay a profoundly dark outline, its malice infiltrating nearly three hundred tributaries entwining the entire Qilian Mountain Range.

Scanning up and down, seeing that the Tier Seven Great Demon remained trapped, Zhang Daoling stepped back into the firmament.

"Let’s go, we’ll discuss more back at the main forum."

...

In Shangjing, in a specially designated conference room at the peak of the Phoenix Nest.

Xun San, Sui Chunqiu, Zhao Yingchun, and other powerful figures welcomed the two.

"Ancestor, have some tea."

Lu Ang, with good tact, handed over a hot tea.

Zhang Daoling nodded in acceptance, sitting in the chair, slowly saying:

"This old one has turned Qilian upside down, destroyed a new Tree Realm Demon Nest, and Mountain Murmurs is not present."

"Great!"

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, their faces lighting up with joy.

That old demon’s Split Soul was indeed a nuisance, being the first and currently the only Tier Eight Divine Level existence capable of stepping out of the Demon Nest.

If it were to reappear in the human world, it would pose a considerable problem.

Sitting beside, Zhao Yingchun pondered:

"It seems, as previously inferred, that opening a dimensional passage capable of accommodating the strength of Mountain Murmurs’ Split Soul is difficult and costly. Even if its main body is a Tenth-tier Divine Master level existence, it must weigh the pros and cons."