Chapter 842: Like A Deity In the Nine Heavens
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Yuan Venerate White Crane had come this time in order to prevent the Sacred Wyrm Tribe’s Patriarch from using any methods to cheat in a pique of fury.
Although Yuan Venerate Almighties were high and mighty figures, this didn’t mean that Yuan Venerate Almighties didn’t have emotions. Because Yuan Venerate Almighties could very easily control the fate of others, they liked to do as they pleased in many situations.
During this challenge, one could say that the Sacred Wyrm Tribe had suffered a double loss. Under the circ.u.mstances, the Sacred Wyrm Tribe had to be prevented from doing anything to Luo Yunyang.
Yuan Venerate White Crane had been instructed by the three Hall Masters, so Luo Yunyang’s matters took great precedence.
However, he could only swallow his burning anger as he watched the Nine Heaven Falls intensify a hundredfold within the void.
This didn’t mean that he was willing to stifle his anger. The Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch had really been too ruthless and efficient in regards to this matter.
The Sacred Wyrm Tribe’s younger elites would suffer the same experience as Luo Yunyang. Even if Yuan Venerate White Crane knew the intention of the Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch, he still wouldn’t be able to stop him.
Although the Sacred Wyrm Tribe didn’t dare offend the Human Race, the Human Race couldn’t be too vicious towards their own subsidiary tribe either.
A large tribe like the Sacred Wyrm Tribe still had to be shown some respect.
“The Patriarch acts so decisively!” Yuan Venerate Crane said after taking a deep breath.
The Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch didn’t look at Yuan Venerate White Crane because he knew that Yuan Venerate White Crane definitely wouldn’t be happy right now.
He watched as waves of One-Yuan Water high up in the void washed away all the young elites of the Sacred Wyrm Tribe.
Besides suffering a battering, some Sacred Wyrm Tribe elites weren’t even able to withstand the increased force of the One-Yuan Water and hence were sliced apart.
This sight was miserable, to say the least.
Although the Nine Heaven Falls wouldn’t destroy the souls of these elites, the losses they suffered were also really great.
However, compared to these losses, not allowing Luo Yunyang to use such intense methods to deal a great blow to the state of mind of their young generation took precedence.
“Oh G.o.d, what’s happening to the Nine Heaven Falls?” Some Sacred Wyrm Tribe spectators backed off frantically.
Although the One-Yuan Water sprayed by the Nine Heaven Falls didn’t strike the spectating martialists, the suppressive aura of the Nine Heaven Falls now made their hearts shudder.
Indeed, it made their hearts shudder!
Meanwhile, their mental state was shaken and some of them even fainted.
This wasn’t because they were mentally weak. They just couldn’t resist this power because their cultivation base was lacking.
“I can’t retreat!” A martialist from the royal branch of the Sacred Wyrm Tribe roared indignantly before he was washed away by that grand power.
One, two, three…
In just the blink of an eye, over 10,000 Sacred Wyrm Tribe elites fell. Only ten Sacred Wyrm Tribe elites remained on the majestic Nine Heaven Falls.
Although these elites were still persevering, the scales on their bodies were shedding like raindrops under the battering of the One-Yuan Water.
The focal point of all these Sacred Wyrm Tribe spectators was His Highness Prince Jiaoju. Although the One-Yuan Water he was facing now had become extremely dense, he was still able to keep his body steady.
Indeed, he managed to keep his body steady!
Furthermore, despite the battering of the One-Yuan Water, he could still advance by a step. Although this step upwards consumed a great deal of strength, it elicited thunderous applause from the entire Sacred Wyrm Tribe.
Even Aoyun Donghai cheered.
However, this applause faded away very quickly, because a figure behind Prince Jiaoju had once again started to rise.
It wasn’t ambling, it was rising.
Luo Yunyang, who was rising up the Nine Heaven Falls, kept smiling calmly. Even his posture while ascending the waterfall didn’t change.
However, each time the One-Yuan Water struck, Luo Yunyang actually felt his body trembling.
Back when the Nine Heaven Falls’ power hadn’t been raised to the max, this had almost been a walk in the park for Luo Yunyang.
However, although he had a relaxed expression on his face now, he felt the pressure on his body increasing with each inch he climbed.
Luo Yunyang: Power: 51, Speed: 34, Const.i.tution: 41, Mind: 216, Bloodline: 0.35
Chaotic Four-Origin Beast: Power: 265, Speed: 141, Mind: 214, Const.i.tution: 241
By using his attribute regulator, Luo Yunyang had already raised his Speed to a fearsome 483 yuan.
This was the highest Luo Yunyang could raise it. The remaining attributes of the Chaotic Four-Origin Beast were all added to his own body.
His Power exceeded his original body power by far, and his Const.i.tution also surpa.s.sed the Sacred Wyrm Tribe elites’ Const.i.tution. His Mind Attribute was also extraordinary.
Under these conditions, Luo Yunyang was able to maintain his velocity and continue to ascend the Nine Heaven Falls slowly.
In just the blink of an eye, Luo Yunyang had already reached Prince Jiaojiu’s side. He didn’t stop. He merely nodded his head and smiled.
Prince Jiaoju roared!
Luo Yunyang overtaking him was a ma.s.sive humiliation. As he roared maniacally, Prince Jiaoju charged upwards and tried to chase after Luo Yunyang.
However, as he soared forward, a surging ma.s.s of One-Yuan Water taught him a huge lesson. At that moment, it seemed as if a giant mountain had smashed into his body, causing him to get washed downwards.
Without Prince Jiaoju, all the Sacred Wyrm Tribes basically were thoroughly defeated.
“How?” someone asked. His cry of doubt was really loud yet filled with anguish at the end.
Luo Yunyang continued to rise. The distance between him and the top of the Nine Heaven Falls was now 30 meters.
A slightly sad expression appeared on the face of the purple-horned wyrm. He had already used a mutually destructive method, yet he had never expected that Luo Yunyang would actually be that strong.
“How does he do it?” the Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch, who already had no other means, asked Yuan Venerate White Crane sadly.
Yuan Venerate White Crane didn’t consider the Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch’s question. Instead, he chuckled. “Would you believe me if I said I didn’t know?”
“I would believe you!” the Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch answered exasperatedly after a momentary pause, “I originally wanted to use the Nine Heaven Falls to spur on the young generation. However…”
Yuan Venerate White Crane didn’t say anything else. He just watched as the figure of Luo Yunyang reach the top of Nine Heaven Falls in the blink of an eye.
Being able to protect this young genius was a great choice for him.
By now, Luo Yunyang had already ascended to the top of Nine Heaven Falls and a deadly silence had befallen all the Sacred Wyrm Tribe spectators.
They were speechless, even though they really wanted to say something.
Chiming and the others, who had once again gathered at the bottom of the Nine Heaven Falls, looked at Luo Yunyang, who was standing atop the Nine Heaven Falls, with awe and respect.
At the moment, they all felt that they had finally found someone they could never hope to catch up to in their lifetime.
Aoyun Donghai had been observing Chiming and the others all this time. It could even be said that he turned all his attention to Chiming the moment Luo Yunyang reached the top.
Although he was rather unhappy after watching the display put on by Chiming and the others, all he could do was sigh.
After all, he really had no other means of doing anything right now.
He wasn’t the only one feeling this helpless. Even the Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch could only sigh. The Sacred Wyrm Tribe had paid a hefty price this time, but the outcome wasn’t what they had hoped for.
He had already considered outcomes of victory and failure and what these two outcomes could lead to. However, even he was unable to reverse this crus.h.i.+ng, miserable defeat.
“Looks like he is probably the person most likely to become a Yuan Venerate Almighty amongst this Hong Meng Sacred Hall batch.” The Sacred Wyrm Tribe Patriarch groused. “However, his way of doing things is a little too overbearing.”
Yuan Venerate White Crane paid no attention to this grumbling behavior. Instead, he gazed at Luo Yunyang with an approving look.
He knew that after everything the Sacred Wyrm Tribe had gone through here, they would probably need a few Yuanhuis to recover their confidence. Luo Yunyang had performed well this time.
“Luo Yunyang, the Eight-Treasure Dragon Transformation Pool is just in the distant void. You can enter the Eight-Treasure Dragon Transformation Pool to cultivate.”
Yuan Venerate White Crane didn’t mask his words as his voice rang out all around Nine Heaven Falls.
Luo Yunyang heard Yuan Venerate White Crane’s voice. He didn’t have any conflict with Yuan Venerate White Crane, so he knew upon hearing this voice that Yuan Venerate White Crane had come to support him.
“Thank you, Yuan Venerate.” After bowing, Luo Yunyang took flight and headed into the distance towards a ma.s.sive sacred pool of water within the void.
This sacred pool seemed to stretch for miles, and Luo Yunyang saw many hundred-meter-long koi swimming about inside.
Upon sensing the magnificent power of this lake water, Luo Yunyang realized that he had already reached the Eight-Treasure Dragon Transformation Pool!