Chapter 1508: The First Generation Appears!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Bagus.h.i.+du grabbed w.a.n.g Chong, took up position behind him, and escorted him past Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s corpse. This time, Bagus.h.i.+du did not even glance at the body, but w.a.n.g Chong did.
From the back, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s body exuded a domineering aura. Even though two hundred years had worn his robe to shreds, the demeanor of a hegemon who desired to battle with the heavens had not changed at all.
But from the front, w.a.n.g Chong saw a completely different view.
Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s eyes were now two black sockets aimed up toward the ceiling. It was as if he had still been following the movements of the three Earthblood Cauldrons until his last moment.
And as w.a.n.g Chong saw more, he was even more alarmed and frightened.
Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du’s chest had been completely cut open by some sharp weapon, the ribs on both sides utterly obliterated. After suffering such a heavy injury, anyone would be doomed, even Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du. It was no wonder he had chosen to seal his energy and memories within the three cauldrons.
But a few moments later, Bagus.h.i.+du vigorously pushed w.a.n.g Chong forward.
“Bagus.h.i.+du, I’ve finished hearing the story of your Earth Sect, so why else did you capture me? If you want to kill me, you can just do it right here! It’s not like I can escape from you!”
w.a.n.g Chong was forced to walk with Bagus.h.i.+du, but the strange feeling in his heart remained.
Based on what Bagus.h.i.+du had said, the entire Eastern Turkic Khaganate, including Ozmish, regarded him as a thorn in their side. If Bagus.h.i.+du wanted to kill him, he could simply do so and not waste so much time chattering.
“Heheh, you’ll soon find out what I want you to do.”
Bagus.h.i.+du grinned, putting on an unfathomable expression, and then he continued to push w.a.n.g Chong toward the end of the stone bridge.
The core of the treasury remained quiet. With the second-generation successor standing guard, the other martial artists were temporarily unable to make their way inside.
w.a.n.g Chong now walked alongside Bagus.h.i.+du, the tapping of their footsteps echoing throughout the abyss.
Clink! From the distance came the shaking of chains. It was such a strange sound that w.a.n.g Chong immediately noticed it.
“We’re here!” Bagus.h.i.+du said.
The mist here was so thick that it was no longer possible for w.a.n.g Chong to see his master or the Wushang Village Chief, and even Bagus.h.i.+du’s face was fading in and out of the fog, appearing even more enigmatic.
A cold wind blew, causing Bagus.h.i.+du’s black robe to snap and flutter. Bagus.h.i.+du looked ahead, his gaze dark.
“King of Foreign Lands, I’m afraid that this is where our destinies part!”
Bagus.h.i.+du had a rather strange expression on his face.
“So, this is where you’re choosing to do the deed?”
w.a.n.g Chong coldly laughed, no fear in his eyes. He quickly scanned his surroundings. The stone bridge had come to an abrupt end here, dropping off into empty s.p.a.ce, and at its terminus, w.a.n.g Chong saw two thin chains the size of a child’s arm extending in parallel into the fog.
These chains were the source of the clinking sound from earlier.
It was impossible to say where these chains went, as the fog had shrouded everything in a veil of secrecy.
w.a.n.g Chong stood in the cold wind at the end of the stone bridge. Even now, he did not understand why Bagus.h.i.+du did not kill him. What did he want in bringing him here? What did he hope to obtain from him?
“See that?”
At w.a.n.g Chong’s moment of greatest confusion, Bagus.h.i.+du spoke, his finger pointed forward.
“Back then, the patriarch of our Earth Sect, Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du, was almost about to obtain everything. Alas, at the very end, he encountered that sword. That sword possesses an incomparably immense might. Even though Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du had already broken into the Dark Radiant Heaven, he was still no match for it. This powerful divine sword heavily injured him and caused him to lose his life here.
“Rather than saying that Is.h.i.+nis.h.i.+du lost to a successor of the Origin Immortal Lord, it would be better to say that he lost to this divine sword.”
w.a.n.g Chong strained his vision, but he could still see nothing in that thick fog which obscured the jangling chains.
A moment later, w.a.n.g Chong tried to spread out his Psychic Energy, but almost instantly, an immense Psychic Seal surged forward. This Psychic Seal was several dozen times stronger than the one w.a.n.g Chong had encountered in the caves, and w.a.n.g Chong’s Psychic Energy was swiftly dashed to pieces.
“Mm?”
w.a.n.g Chong frowned in confusion. The Psychic Seal in the air had the same effect as the Psychic Seal in the caves, but its construction and form were completely different. This energy was distributed seemingly randomly in the air like many fish scales.
Not only that, even though this Psychic Seal was extremely powerful, w.a.n.g Chong had not sensed it upon first entering the core. This meant that the Psychic Seal was restricted to a rather small range.
Whoos.h.!.+
Stellar Energy erupted from next to w.a.n.g Chong, las.h.i.+ng out at the thick fog like a furious bolt of lightning. Boom! Whoos.h.!.+ Bagus.h.i.+du had waved his sleeve, stirring up a great gale that blew away the fog.
w.a.n.g Chong was now able to see an imposing figure looming in the fog.
That person’s feet were spread apart, and when w.a.n.g Chong looked over, that person also seemed to be staring across the chains at w.a.n.g Chong and Bagus.h.i.+du.
w.a.n.g Chong was caught completely by surprise and was given a fright. However, he quickly realized something…
“The first generation!” w.a.n.g Chong blurted out.
Now that Bagus.h.i.+du had scattered the fog, w.a.n.g Chong could see the golden Origin insignia on the man’s clothes. Moreover, even though the man was standing there, w.a.n.g Chong could sense no vitality from him. He gave off the same feeling to w.a.n.g Chong as the other generations of walking corpses.
These walking corpses were not mere bodies. They had unique seals planted within them, an energy that was unmistakable.
w.a.n.g Chong had encountered the sixth, fifth, third, and second generations, but he had not seen the first-generation disciple of the Origin Immortal Lord where he had expected him to be.
w.a.n.g Chong had almost believed that the first-generation disciple of the Origin Immortal Lord wasn’t here, but in the end, the man had still appeared.
The Origin Immortal Lord’s second-generation disciple was already at the Subtle realm, and together with the number one Origin Immortal Art, his fighting capabilities were unsurpa.s.sed.
The second-generation successor was so strong that w.a.n.g Chong’s group didn’t dare to fight with him, even after capturing the third-generation, and the first-generation was only stronger! One could easily imagine just how terrifying a being this was.
“As expected, the King of Foreign Lands is very intelligent. That man truly is the first-generation disciple of the Origin Immortal Lord. As the first-generation disciple, he does not guard the underground palace, but this place. But what I need you to do is not to defeat the first generation… You see that sword in front of him? I want you to take out that sword for me!”
Bagus.h.i.+du’s familiar voice rang out in a timely manner.
w.a.n.g Chong looked over and, sure enough, there really was a sword, around four feet long, nearly half its length buried into the ground in front of the man. But at this time, w.a.n.g Chong finally saw what was at the end of the chains.
“An altar?!”
w.a.n.g Chong’s body trembled in shock.
A ma.s.sive altar was floating in the air, built from stone. The looming figure of the first-generation successor and the sword Bagus.h.i.+du spoke of both stood in front of this ma.s.sive altar.
w.a.n.g Chong estimated that this altar weighed ten-some tons, and it was covered in all sorts of strange inscriptions that exuded an ancient aura.
If he hadn’t seen it for himself, w.a.n.g Chong would have found it very hard to believe that such a heavy object could float motionlessly in the air like this, completely unaffected by the strong gusts of wind around it.
Buzz!
The fog surged back in like a curtain slowly drawing closed, once more concealing the ma.s.sive altar, the first-generation successor, and the four-foot sword.
All fell silent. Neither w.a.n.g Chong nor Bagus.h.i.+du spoke.
“Honored State Teacher possesses peerless martial arts. With your Art of Dark Heaven, you should be able to easily take that sword.” w.a.n.g Chong suddenly broke the silence with a jeer.
“Heh, if this matter were that simple, this king would have had no need to trouble the King of Foreign Lands.”
Bagus.h.i.+du grinned, brus.h.i.+ng off w.a.n.g Chong’s jeer. His temperament and bearing had long ago become just as steely and determined as his martial arts. There was no way a few mocking words from w.a.n.g Chong could shake him.
And w.a.n.g Chong’s life was in his hands. No matter how much w.a.n.g Chong tried to provoke him, Bagus.h.i.+du wouldn’t care.
Bang!
Ignoring w.a.n.g Chong, Bagus.h.i.+du suddenly extended his foot and stepped forward, sending Stellar Energy through one of the chains. Clingclang! The chain fiercely shook under Bagus.h.i.+du’s foot, and at the same moment, there was a booming metal clatter.
This sound came without warning, and it was not just one or two sounds, but a great chorus of tens of thousands of sounds that resounded throughout the area.