Chapter 1473 - 347: Half-Step Divine Lord

Chapter 1473: Chapter 347: Half-Step Divine Lord

"Disciple greets the Python Emperor!"

Shen Changqing steadily walked to the center of the Holy Hall and then bowed.

The Python Emperor smiled slightly, the originally indifferent expression on his face dissipating: "I heard earlier that the Holy Son was in seclusion, but did not expect you to come out so quickly. I wonder what brings you to the Holy Hall this time?"

"Disciple heard that the Five Clans dispatched Divine Kings to attack our sect on the Eternal Ancient Continent. This move is truly too arrogant, damaging the face of our Ziyun Clan. As a member of the Ziyun Clan, I have no reason to sit back and do nothing.

However, now my strength is still lacking, failing to contribute much to the clan. Therefore, I hope to enter the Bloodline Pool, and when I emerge, I shall clean sweep the Five Clans and exalt the fame of the Ziyun Clan!"

Shen Changqing stood tall, his voice resonant and powerful, making the Divine Kings and Elders present nod in deep agreement.

Once his words ended.

Ziyun Zheng nodded with a smile: "I very much agree with the Holy Son’s words!"

This is what the Holy Son of a Clan should say.

As for the previous Holy Sons of the Fourteen Peaks, their words were nothing but nonsense, each one only good at internal strife and nothing else.

Among the Myriad Clans, there was almost not a single one who could make a mark.

Until now.

This Holy Son of Divine Wind emerged from nowhere and finally addressed this issue.

In Ziyun Zheng’s view, even if all the remaining Holy Sons fell, having this one alone would be a sure win for the Ziyun Clan.

After all, no matter how numerous the useless are, they remain useless.

On the contrary.

It is the Proud Heaven with the potential to become top-tier experts who can change the dynamics of a clan.

Other Divine Kings also nodded in agreement.

One could say.

Shen Changqing’s words have shown the demeanor a Holy Son of the Clan should possess.

Seeing this.

Ziyun Luo could not help but shake his head secretly.

He now only hopes that when these Divine Kings and Elders truly learn Shen Changqing’s identity, they can maintain their current views.

Though he secretly complained in his mind, he publicly said: "I also think it’s time for the Myriad Clans to know the fame of our Ziyun Clan’s Proud Heaven."

"It must be known!"

"Throughout history, every Proud Heaven, before becoming a top-tier expert, possesses a loud name among the Myriad Clans and invincible combat strength. Yet some reserved Proud Heavens eventually fade away quietly.

If the Holy Son can truly act, he will surely exalt the fame of our Ziyun Clan!"

Ziyun Luo finished, showing a smile to Shen Changqing which he believed to be amiable.

Since the other said so, he cooperated, trusting there would be no mistake.

As his words fell.

The Python Emperor remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

A moment later.

This Imperial Practitioner of the Ziyun Clan came back from his contemplation and nodded slightly: "If so, then the Holy Son should enter the Bloodline Pool!"

...

The Bloodline Pool.

Is the true heritage of the Ziyun Clan.

Thus, its location is not a common place, but within the forbidden area of the Purple Cloud Holy Land.

When Shen Changqing followed the Python Emperor here, he saw all around desolate mountains, with no traces of plants or living creatures, and a strange power faintly permeating the surrounding space.

"Is this the forbidden area?"

Shen Changqing tried to extend his senses but was greatly hindered.

The Python Emperor by his side saw this and smiled faintly: "This forbidden area was created by our clan’s first Divine King, laying various strong forbidden techniques here. Later, successive Divine Kings would come here once to enhance the forbidden powers.

Until now, the forbidden powers here have grown strong enough that even a Rule Divine King entering on their own would only face death.

Only each generation’s Imperial Practitioner of the clan can truly master the method to enter here and be unrestricted by the forbidden techniques."

"I see!"

Shen Changqing showed a shocked expression cooperatively but was truly surprised inside.

To have forbidden techniques that could hold a Rule Divine King, it indeed counted as powerful.

However.

He wasn’t particularly concerned.

Having forbidden techniques that could hold a Rule Divine King doesn’t mean it can hold himself.

In Shen Changqing’s eyes, a Rule Divine King is a Rule Divine King, and he is himself; the two are completely different in terms of strength.

At this moment.

Qingyi’s voice entered his mind: "What he said is quite right. Here, strong forbidden powers exist, posing a no small threat to those below the Divine Lord.

However, these forbidden powers are scattered, lacking effective integration.

If these forbidden powers were all transformed into a Great Array, then even an ordinary Divine Lord entering would likely end in death."

In his words.

He held contempt for the forbidden here.

From this, it is clear that the Ziyun Clan has little understanding of the Formation Path; even a slight understanding would not leave the forbidden so simple.

Upon hearing.

Shen Changqing subtly nodded.

Normally speaking.

If one does not understand formations themselves, they should seek other powerful Array Masters to help set up the formation.

But the nature of the forbidden area is different.

The Bloodline Pool.

When it comes to the survival and heritage of a clan, no mistakes can be afforded.

If you invite other cultivators to set up formations, it’s as if you’re handing over your lifeline to them.

One wrong move.

Could potentially bring disaster.

Not to mention the Ziyun Clan, even he himself could not trust outsiders with such matters.

As Shen Changqing was speaking with Qingyi through a divine split, he followed behind the Python Emperor, venturing deeper into the forbidden land.

At each location, the other party would cast a seal technique.

As the seal technique was cast, the power of the forbidden technique ahead would recede like the tide.

And so it went.

After an unknown amount of time delving deeper, the Python Emperor finally stopped before a narrow mountain path.

"Ziyun Yi, clan’s contemporary imperial practitioner of the Ziyun Clan, has brought the clan’s young proud heaven to the bloodline pool!"

He spoke loudly, his voice echoing in the surrounding space.

Before the sound had completely settled, the space ahead trembled, and a purple-clad elder appeared as if from nothing.

"This person’s not simple!"

Qingyi’s voice rang out at the right moment.

In fact, Shen Changqing could also sense the powerful force within this person.

However, that force was very subtle, largely concealed by the decaying aura emanating from the elder’s body.

Someone with weak perception would think the purple-clad elder was merely an old man on his last legs.

"Indeed!"

"No clan could exist without any trump cards."

Shen Changqing thought to himself.

From the previous Zhongshan Clan to the current Ziyun Clan, it’s clear that these ancient clans all have their hidden cards.

After all, a clan that has existed for over a million years surely has some accumulations.

But these accumulations are hidden and not easily displayed to others.

The purple-clad elder in front of him gave him the feeling that he was stronger than the average Rule Divine King, although not quite as formidable as a Divine Lord, he was at least at the pinnacle of the Divine King Realm.

In fact.

He might have one foot already stepping out of the Divine King Realm.

That kind of existence, if classified by realm, would roughly be a half-step Divine Lord.

But these were just Shen Changqing’s conjectures, not yet confirmed.

While he was contemplating, the Python Emperor solemnly spoke: "Fengqian Divine King!"

"The Python Emperor is here!"

The purple-clad elder, also known as Fengqian Divine King, slowly opened his mouth, then his gaze shifted from the Python Emperor to Shen Changqing.

A moment later.

A flicker of brilliance appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Not bad, not bad. Unexpectedly, after so many years, a proud heaven has emerged in the Ziyun Clan. Is this the strongest proud heaven of this generation in the Ziyun Clan?"

"In response to the Divine King, this is the Holy Son of the Purple Cloud Holy Land, named Ziyan Sheng, the only peerless proud heaven of our clan, who recently slew the proud heavens of Beili and other five clans in the Heavens, bolstering our Ziyun Clan’s prestige, hence the journey to the bloodline pool."

"Slew the proud heavens of the five clans!" Fengqian Divine King, upon hearing this, his aged face showed a change once again.

Immediately after.

He nodded in approval, "Good, this is the demeanor that the proud heaven of our Ziyun Clan should possess."

"Ziyan Sheng pays respects to Fengqian Divine King!"

On the other side, Shen Changqing also bowed at the right moment.

He could see, even this imperial practitioner of the Ziyun Clan showed a degree of respect before the other party.

So it seems.

This person’s status must be notable.

As Shen Changqing speculated discreetly, the Python Emperor sent a divine sense transmission: "Fengqian Divine King is an ancient Divine King of our Ziyun Clan, having one foot into the Divine Lord Realm, always remaining in the forbidden land to seek the Proof Path to become a Divine Lord.

If you meet Fengqian Divine King in the future, do not show any disrespect."

Indeed!

Upon hearing these words, Shen Changqing confirmed his suspicions.

Half-step Divine Lord Realm!

Such strength already qualifies as the supreme below the Divine Lord, even the ordinary two Path Rule Divine Kings would be inferior.

As for whether he could suppress the other party, frankly speaking, he didn’t have much confidence.

Seven Chisel Cave Heaven.

Allows one to possess the power to suppress a Rule Divine King.

But the Fengqian Divine King before him, already a half-step Divine Lord, could also suppress a Rule Divine King. If they were to fight, based on his heritage, Shen Changqing couldn’t easily determine the outcome.

Of course.

If he were to use his trump cards, then a mere half-step Divine Lord would be nothing to fear.

Not to mention he possesses the Divine Monarch Origin, even just Qingyi, the Immortal Holy Soldier, grants him an invincible position.

On the other side.

Fengqian Divine King stepped aside, clearing the path: "The bloodline pool has not been opened for a long time, to have a proud heaven enter fulfills its purpose, proceed directly inside!"

"Thank you, Divine King!" The Python Emperor once again cupped his fists, then led Shen Changqing inside.

Passing through the mountain path.

The previously narrow view suddenly opened up, and the terrifying aura filled the surroundings, causing the space to twist and shake.