Chapter 1590 - 180: Remnant Bones of the Mystical Turtle Complete the Mysterious Skill_2

Chapter 1590: Chapter 180: Remnant Bones of the Mystical Turtle Complete the Mysterious Skill_2

Zhu Bogao said in a deep voice, "Better than nothing, getting this item allows me to push the Powerful Fourth Transformation Realm to the Perfection Realm, increasing my odds against True Master Zhang."

With a change in thought, he added, "There are only two months until the day of fighting techniques, and the timing is urgent. I must enter seclusion immediately. Matters within the tribe will be managed by you for now. If Mingcang Disciples come to harass, temporarily retreat and ignore them. We will discuss everything further once I emerge."

The middle-aged Daoist bowed and said, "Your child understands."

The two months quickly passed. Under the step-by-step pressure of Mingcang Sect disciples, the Yu Yuan Tribe had to abandon all lands guarded ashore and retreat deep into Jin River.

And the Mingcang disciples, having gained the upper hand, set up a Forbidden Array on Shousui Mountain, less than three hundred miles from Jin River. Wei Zihong’s Dharma Chariot was also moved here from Drum Collapse Mountain, leaving only over a hundred disciples guarding the rear.

At this moment, Wei Zihong led several disciples to the summit of the mountain, overlooking the scenery below.

A Daoist with a flowing long beard beside him pointed at the mighty river below and said, "True Master Wei, please look, this is Jin River, one of the three major rivers in the southern lands of Beiming Continent. In ancient times, it was connected with Abyss Water, hence all Demon Tribes residing and prospering here have a ’Yuan’ in their name."

This Daoist was Wang Xu, of half-human, half-demon nature. In his youth, he worked as a furnace boy beside a Pill Master, learning many Alchemy Secret Techniques thanks to his innate Spiritual Wisdom. After the Pill Master’s death, he moved about and was unexpectedly treated as an honored guest by several tribes, thus becoming very familiar with the geographical intricacies and the state of various Demon Tribes.

When the Yu Yuan Tribe showed signs of annexing surrounding tribes, he feared criticism from the Eight Divisions, so he took a trip to the mountains alone, residing in a secluded house. When Zhao Chong visited, he incidentally met this person and, finding him knowledgeable and extremely useful, recommended him to Wei Zihong.

Wei Zihong’s gaze swept repeatedly over the great river, asking the disciples beside him, "Has there been any movement these few days?"

The disciple replied, "Reporting to the True Master, the Yu Yuan Tribe has shown no movement."

Wei Zihong said solemnly, "Do not be careless, tomorrow is the fighting techniques period, the master will soon act as well, make sure no accidents occur, be extra vigilant."

The disciple quickly agreed.

Wei Zihong then asked, "Daoist Wang, you’ve mentioned Zhu Bogao is a heroic figure by nature, but now he retreats repeatedly. From your perspective, is there some cunning plan behind it?"

Wang Xu slightly bent over and said, "Zhu Bogao’s actions in the past have been fairly straightforward, rarely engaging in crafty tricks. From what the little Daoist sees, he must be counting on the battle with True Master Zhang while trying to avoid unnecessary damage to the tribe."

Wei Zihong said, "You’ve previously mentioned that the Yu Yuan Tribe’s main body is only over ten thousand people, the rest are gathered from Jin River’s Water Clan. Is Zhu Bogao possibly just feigning a move, outwardly sending invitations to fight while secretly intending to escape with his kin?"

Wang Xu shook his head repeatedly and said, "True Master Wei, that is absolutely impossible. Such actions are only undertaken by those anchorless Wild Demons from the East Sea. In Beiming Continent, all Great Demons are King among the tribe. Upon ascending, they vow with the tribe, stating they are one entity. The King is supported by the tribe, while the tribes seek shelter under his wings. If separated, neither can survive. Hence, every time a Demon Tribe invades East Splendor, it always moves as an entire tribe without exception."

Wei Zihong nodded and said, "I see. Wang Xu, this time we have successfully eradicated over a hundred Demon Tribes thanks to your significant efforts. After wiping out the Yu Yuan Tribe, I will indeed request titles from the master for you, securing a name as Jin River Chief."

Wang Xu heard this and instantly became excited, quickly kneeling and kowtowing, "Thank you, True Master Wei! Thank you, True Master Wei!"

The cultivation technique he practiced now was still the rudimentary Breathing Technique passed down by the Daoist of the day. After Opening Meridians, there was no hope for further progress.

With the title of Jin River Chief, he could be taught Qi Dao Xuan Gong. Moreover, this position could be inherited by future generations. Talented younger members of the family could be sent into Mingcang Sect for cultivation. How could this not leave him overjoyed?

Wei Zihong smiled, just about to make him stand up but suddenly feeling a sense of connection. He turned to look below, seeing Jin River boiling as if heated, rolling tumultuously amid unprecedented darkness, fog of doom covering everything, and a tremendous roar shook the mountain, the talisman array ignited fiercely, appearing like a candle flame flickered by wind.

Upon witnessing such transformations, many low-level Mingcang Disciples, venturing out for the first time, looked changed on their faces.

Wei Zihong’s expression remained calm. He squinted his eyes, and the divine eye on his forehead suddenly opened, emitting golden light, penetrating through the dust and smoke ahead, seeing clearly hundreds outside.

He saw Jin River rising with ominous Demon Wind, at least a million Demon Cultivators gathered, pressing forward with mountain and fortress-crushing power, within which a great continent was supported and dragged by over a hundred white-haired water apes. On top stood a Daoist with hands behind his back, sensing his gaze, turning to offer a smile, then waved his sleeve and obscured the view again.

Wei Zihong closed the divine eye on his forehead and stepped back, his expression heavy, thinking, "To assemble a million strong of Demon Cultivators in an array? Without high-level guidance, it’s impossible to achieve! It is as the master mentioned, if this generation isn’t dealt with early, it would become a major threat to our Mingcang Sect. It must be handled cleanly before then."

He was a little worried now. If a million Demon Cultivators attacked at once, he was confident of handling it. But if they form a Great Array, even summoning Han Wangke and the other three behind may not be able to withstand it. Should they abandon this location and retreat to Drum Collapse Mountain?

While pondering, he heard a dragon roar from the clouds suddenly, Wei Zihong’s spirits lifted, looking up enthusiastically, "The master has arrived!"

The Mingcang Disciples quickly raised their heads and saw Gang Wind swirling in the sky, opening a huge gap in the dark clouds and fog around Shousui Mountain. Instantly, daylight shone down, followed by a thunderous roar as a pair of ink flood dragons emerged from Gang Cloud, dragging a three-layer Tower Pavilion, sweeping through radiant light, rushing downward, a thousand tunneling lights followed suit, like Rainbow Light speeding, starlight splashing on the ground, all flying downward in unison!

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