Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 446: Chapter 281: Situation_2

During this period, with the two, no, three War God’s Atlas in his hand, he could create high-quality spiritual objects of heaven and earth, and in combination with the Farming Great Law, nurture his subordinates, refine Immortal Artifacts, and construct Myriad Device Level Immortal Spirit Mech Armor…

As long as this plan was successful, Xu Yang’s strength would rapidly expand, and absorbing various Divine Martial forces would pose no problem at all. Even when facing the uncertainties and hidden threats of the War God’s struggle in two hundred years, he would have ample confidence.

Therefore, Xu Yang needed to take down Li Hengjiang at all costs.

Without taking down Li Hengjiang, he could not achieve the strategic objective of deterring the various powers. frёewebηovel.cѳm

If they were stubbornly unafraid of death and formed an allied army to come and trouble him, Xu Yang could still retreat in one piece, but his foundation would surely not be preserved, and the development plan of the Wandao School would fail.

This was something Xu Yang couldn’t allow, because above his head was also a dangling sword, and that was the Temple of War God!

Xu Yang had speculated before that in this world, there might be Martial Path experts comparable to the Return to Void, or even the Integration level.

So now the question arises, where are these Return to Void and even Integration level Martial Path experts?

He had already escalated the situation to this point, yet not a single one had come forward to trouble him. Could it be that these Martial Path experts were indifferent to the survival of their legacy?

Clearly impossible!

Then why didn’t they act?

Xu Yang was curious too, so he directly used the Admiring Eye of Heaven, scanning the world, seeking the mysteries of the universe.

And then…

He found nothing at all.

The expected result. On the path of cultivation, there is always higher mountain than the one before. With his Fourth Order Nascent Soul’s cultivation, seeking to probe the whereabouts of Sixth Order warriors – much less Seventh Rank existences. What result could there be?

No matter how advanced the Skill of Heavenly Mechanism is, it cannot bridge such a gap in stature.

So, there was no result, as expected.

But sometimes, no result is also a kind of result.

He had caused such a commotion; if there truly were Martial Path experts of Return to Void level or even Integration level, they couldn’t possibly ignore it.

Yet they did not show themselves.

What does that indicate? It suggests that they cannot appear, entangled by something or some affair.

What thing, what affair, could restrain experts of such level?

The answer was nearly at hand.

It must be the Temple of War God!

Those people must be in the Temple of War God!

This wasn’t Xu Yang’s baseless guess, but a deduction backed by concrete evidence.

Not to mention anyone else, but take the Heavenly Demon God Monarch Leng Aotian who tops the Divine Martial List.

As the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect and the peak expert ranked number one among the Divine Martial, he had already been missing for a thousand years.

This is not the mundane world; Martial Artists are extraordinary and traverse the heavens and earth. How can a person be lost for a thousand years?

Moreover, considering the attitudes of the Righteous and Evil Paths, there can only be one explanation: the so-called disappearance of Leng Aotian means he went to the Temple of War God; otherwise, the various Sacred Places would not dare to initiate an offensive against the Heavenly Demon Sect so confidently.

Leng Aotian is in the Temple of War God, then what about before Leng Aotian? Were there even stronger individuals hidden within the Temple of War God?

What mysteries does the Temple of War God hold, and what are Leng Aotian and those Divine Martial Experts plotting within it?

These are all uncertain variables and unknown hidden threats, like a sword hanging over the head, forcing Xu Yang to accelerate his development and strengthen his power.

Otherwise, two hundred years later when the Temple of War God opens, and a host of Return to Void level or even Integration level Martial Path experts emerge, it would be his turn to lament.

Even for Martial Artists who have reached such realms, with the ability to search an entire world, it’s very difficult to escape, despite having the Skill of Heavenly Mechanism to seek good fortune and avoid disaster.

Therefore, he must be quick and possess the power to face Return to Void or even Integration level experts before the opening of the Temple of War God.

This is Xu Yang’s current situation. Perhaps it’s somewhat needless worrying, but the wise always prepare for the worst, embracing a “use all strength even to catch a rabbit” mentality to ensure there is no chance of failure.

So…

Xu Yang swept his sleeves, collecting the broken Five Elements Spiritual Treasures and the remnants on the ground, revealing the figures of five people sitting on the ground.

They were the captives he had kidnapped, Shi Jinglong and the four Divine Intent Venerables of the Evergreen Palace.

These five had been kept in the Beast Controlling Bag all along, with various Magic Artifacts, Talismans, and Curse Skills used to impose restrictions on them. Even now that he had lost the Five Elements Mecha, he had no fear of them causing chaos.

When the five people were revealed, their bodies were indeed full of restrictions, displaying looks of utter dejection.

Shi Jinglong fared slightly better, being an “old-timer,” but the four from the Evergreen Palace were worse off. They went from esteemed Divine Intent Venerables to prisoners in just three days, and their mentalities hadn’t adjusted yet, their expressions even more disheartened.

However, their feelings had nothing to do with Xu Yang; from his elevated seat, he looked down and asked, “I have some questions for you.”

“This…”

The five exchanged glances, all filled with uncertainty, but in the end, it was Shi Jinglong who spoke cautiously, “May I ask what Martial Ancestor wishes to inquire about?”

Those who understand the times are considered wise; even though he was a prisoner and carried the hatred of his home’s destruction, Shi Jinglong still maintained the right mindset, without any thoughts of sacrificing himself recklessly.

What a joke, after nearly a thousand years of hard cultivation, overcoming countless rivals and enduring immense hardships to finally enter the realm of Divine Intent – how precious his achievements were. How could he give them up so easily, just abandon them?

Furthermore, his defeat was at the hands of this Divine Martial Ancestor, a being almost divine, comparable to the ancient Emperor’s teacher Guang Chengzi. Even as a prisoner, that didn’t seem too shameful, right? After all, the four from the Evergreen Palace had also joined as company, hadn’t they?

Therefore, Shi Jinglong took it quite well, his attitude even somewhat respectful.