Chapter 1506: The Secret of the Earth Sect! (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Your Highness…”
w.a.n.g Chong suddenly had the idea of using the moment to find Bagus.h.i.+du’s weakness, but at this moment, there was a gust of wind, and as w.a.n.g Chong looked ahead, his body trembled in shock.
As the fog was blown away by the wind, a figure was revealed to be standing on the stone bridge.
“How could this be?!”
w.a.n.g Chong’s heart suddenly thumped as he was rendered speechless.
He had always believed that there was no one else here besides his group and Bagus.h.i.+du, but it now seemed that this was not the case.
“It’s not right!”
w.a.n.g Chong quickly sensed that something was wrong.
This figure was extremely prominent on the stone bridge, and they were not standing very far from w.a.n.g Chong and Bagus.h.i.+du, but w.a.n.g Chong couldn’t sense the aura of any human from the figure. Moreover… w.a.n.g Chong turned to Bagus.h.i.+du and saw that he was smirking. w.a.n.g Chong understood.
If someone had really gotten here before them, Bagus.h.i.+du would have never been so composed.
“Heheh, King of Foreign Lands, there’s truly nothing I can hide from you. It seems that you’ve already guessed.”
Bagus.h.i.+du had been observing w.a.n.g Chong this entire time, and there was no change in w.a.n.g Chong’s face that could hide from his eyes. But he did not offer any explanation, immediately leading w.a.n.g Chong farther along the bridge.
“Let’s go! I’ll take you to have a look!”
The two of them slowly advanced, and a few moments later, w.a.n.g Chong finally saw that person on the stone bridge.
This man had a tall and imposing figure, and he wore a tattered robe that blew about in the wind.
His feet were standing apart, and simply by standing there, he exuded an extremely powerful aura. This was a grandmaster who viewed the entire world with contempt.
But even though they were just six or seven feet apart, w.a.n.g Chong felt no life from this man. And when he sent out his Psychic Energy, he was even more sure of this.
This man was dead!
Given how the wind had worn down his robe into such a tattered state, he had probably been dead for a long time.
“Just who are you?”
w.a.n.g Chong muttered to himself, a sense of inexplicable strangeness in his heart.
Anyone would need to gather all six pieces of the treasure map to open the Origin Immortal Treasury, and even if they opened it, they would run into all kinds of traps and monsters, and there were also five generations of successors guarding the path. w.a.n.g Chong had never imagined that someone would manage to get here before them, and even manage to reach the core and walk onto the stone bridge.
This deceased martial artist standing on the bridge was a great riddle that shrouded everything here in a befuddling fog.
w.a.n.g Chong quickly began to inspect the man, and as his eyes moved down the man’s robes toward the man’s feet, he spotted a tattoo of a Celestial Wolf on the man’s ankle.
This was a Turk!
Only Turks of high n.o.bility were allowed to have the tattoo of the Celestial Wolf on their ankles.
Buzz!
With a sudden flash of insight, w.a.n.g Chong began to think up all sorts of theories, but for the moment, he was certain of nothing.
“This is the patriarch of our Earth Sect from more than two hundred years ago, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du. At the same time, he was also the last state teacher of the Turks!”
Bagus.h.i.+du had a solemn expression as he took two steps forward. His grip on w.a.n.g Chong slightly relaxed as he raised his other hand in front of him and respectfully bowed to the state teacher of the Turks.
“State teacher? Two hundred years ago…”
w.a.n.g Chong’s eyes flew open. The state teacher of the Turks had somehow appeared more than sixteen thousand meters beneath the earth and died within the core of the Origin Immortal Treasury? Who would believe something so absurd? As he stared at the body, the strange feeling he had intensified.
w.a.n.g Chong understood that some story he knew nothing about had taken place here two hundred years ago. But w.a.n.g Chong was in no rush and did not ask. Since Bagus.h.i.+du was already willing to give him the name of Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du, he was certain to give him the story without asking.
As expected, w.a.n.g Chong quickly heard Bagus.h.i.+du’s voice.
“In the Turkic language, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du means ‘Son of the Celestial Wolf’, ‘Son of the G.o.ds’. He was the most brilliant genius of our Solar Holy Mountain lineage, and the most powerful sect master of our Earth Sect. Before the age of twenty, he had already defeated all his rivals in the Earth Sect, including the sect elders, and become the next state teacher of the Turks.
“And right after he pa.s.sed the age of twenty, he comprehended the paramount secrets and became the number one expert of the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates in both name and reality. Not only that, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du was extremely knowledgeable and had long ago learned all the martial arts of the Solar Holy Mountain, and was able to merge them together into his own formidable art.
“Whether it was from the Central Plains, the Turks, Ü-Tsang, or Mengshe Zhao, he knew all martial arts. He had a plan in mind, and after defeating all the experts amongst the Western and Eastern Turks, he made all the martial artists of the Western Regions bow to him. Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du went south into the Central Plains, seeking a decisive match with its experts so that they could test each other’s martial arts, and antic.i.p.ating that he could reach an even higher level of martial prowess.
“The Central Plains was a great gathering place of experts and is hailed as a martial arts holy land. The martial arts of that place arise from a lineage completely separate from the Solar Holy Mountain’s. Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du spent six months traveling from the north to the south, paying a visit to every sect he pa.s.sed by on the way and displaying utmost courtesy. But though he traveled the realm and encountered all sorts of experts, not a single one was able to fight him. The vast majority weren’t able to take even a single blow while the rest were only able to take two or three moves.
“Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du felt a harsh disappointment!”
Bagus.h.i.+du slowly recounted a tale from two hundred years ago. Together with Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s body standing on the stone bridge, in that domineering posture which had not decayed despite the pa.s.sing of two hundred years, it created an intense psychological impact that made it feel like all those events of the past were taking place right now.
w.a.n.g Chong couldn’t help but imperceptibly frown. He was not a member of the martial arts world and understood little about its workings. However, Bagus.h.i.+du’s words made him recall a story of the martial arts world he had once heard from his master.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man had also talked about how Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du had challenged the experts of the Central Plains two hundred years ago, but his att.i.tude had been extremely different from the utmost courtesy Bagus.h.i.+du claimed.
When he went to pay visits to the various sects of Central Plains, even if the sects didn’t want to take the challenge, he would force them to fight, and his methods were extremely cruel.
The majority of the experts he defeated had their arms and legs broken, their cultivation crippled. When Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du challenged a sect, he destroyed a sect, and the number he had destroyed had climbed into the hundreds.
Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du perhaps only displayed respect to those experts who could defeat him, but for those weaker than him, he regarded them as ants.
Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du essentially found no adversaries in his journey to the south, and the number of experts who died at his hand was uncountable. This was the first calamity brought down upon the Central Plains by a single Hu.
According to what the Demonic Emperor Old Man had said, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du truly was very strong, and the vast majority of the experts in the martial arts world were no match for him. But that didn’t mean that he was unmatched in the world.
While the martial arts world only knew about people like Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor, w.a.n.g Chong also knew about people like Great Tang War G.o.d Su Zhengchen, Anxi War G.o.d Gao Xianzhi, and also the Sage Emperor hidden within the palace.
These people would go their entire lives without ever clas.h.i.+ng with the martial arts world. Even if some calamity took place within it, they still would not intervene.
But to that Hu who challenged the Central Plains, if he defeated the likes of Righteous Alliance Lord Song Yuanyi, he would clearly consider himself to have overcome all the experts of the Central Plains. Thus, it was impossible to render a firm judgment on this matter.
However, at the time, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s conduct had finally managed to enrage the hidden experts of the Central Plains. But by the time these experts had gathered to deal with Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du, this state teacher of the Turks had already begun to make his way back to the north.
The group pursued, hoping to catch up to Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du, but once they went beyond the borders, they lost him. And from that point onward, there was no other news about this man.
This man had been like a comet, streaking brilliantly through the world before vanis.h.i.+ng without a trace.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man treated this event from the past as an interesting tale to tell w.a.n.g Chong, but neither w.a.n.g Chong nor the Demonic Emperor Old Man had cared that much about it. After all, it had taken place two hundred years ago, far from the present age.
w.a.n.g Chong had never imagined that the man who had stirred up that calamity in the Central Plains, the Hu who had slaughtered his way across the martial arts world, would be the patriarch of the Earth Sect. Moreover, his body was not within the Solar Holy Mountain, but here, on the stone bridge in the core of the lightless world of the Origin Immortal Treasury.
And now, right in front of him!
“According to Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s original plan, after he subjugated the Central Plains, his next target would be the High Monk of Ü-Tsang’s Great Snow Mountain Holy Temple. Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du believed that even if the martial artists of the world were no match for him, unable to test his skill, the High Monk of the Great Snow Mountain was bound to be a powerful opponent. If not even the High Monk was a match for him, then Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du would truly be without peer in the world, and there would be no opponent in his lifetime capable of challenging him.”