My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 698 - 189 Above the Sky-Man, Is the Immortal (Seeking Subscriptions)_3
Chapter 698: Chapter 189 Above the Sky-Man, Is the Immortal (Seeking Subscriptions)_3
Qing Luan listened to Cheng Guang’s words, her red lips slightly parted, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.
Qing Luan had been listening to every word from Granny Qianhua.
She knew that Granny Qianhua had mentioned that the Huashan Sword Sect was an especially dangerous place.
Even Granny Qianhua herself dared not tread there lightly.
How could the Princely Heir dare to go alone?
Qing Luan wanted to dissuade Cheng Guang, but upon seeing the profound gaze in his handsome face, she found herself unable to utter the words of caution.
…
Because Qing Luan knew.
The decisions made by the Princely Heir were rarely swayed by the persuasion of others.
That Cheng Guang could bring her along this time was already an exceptional case.
“Princely Heir, I will go.”
After thinking for a moment, Qing Luan took a deep breath and nodded firmly.
She wanted to accompany the Princely Heir and see for herself.
If they encountered any danger, Qing Luan thought to herself that she could still protect the Princely Heir.
At this moment, Cheng Guang was unaware of Qing Luan’s thoughts.
Had he known.
He would probably have been unable to suppress a chuckle.
After all, he did not need Qing Luan’s protection.
It was more like he was there to protect Qing Luan.
Seeing that Qing Luan had agreed, Cheng Guang wasn’t particularly surprised, he nodded slightly, then with a wave of his hand, a stream of Qi surged from his body, binding Qing Luan’s body like a rope.
He pulled her onto the Flying Boat.
Then, without much fanfare, Cheng Guang piloted the Flying Boat, flying straight out of the Taihao Sword Sect. After cloaking the Flying Boat with his Primordial Spirit, he then steered it out of the Taihao Sword Sect.
With Cheng Guang’s current level of cultivation, if he intended to conceal himself, even Granny Qianhua would have found not even a trace.
After leaving the Taihao Sword Sect, Cheng Guang headed towards the direction of the Huashan Sword Sect.
The Huashan Sword Sect was situated in the eastern or western direction from the Taihao Sword Sect.
Along the way, one could see that the air was filled with sounds of combat.
A lawless land.
The four great dynasties were preoccupied with their own troubles.
Countless bandits and refugees had come here.
Various forces also established their bases here, forming their own factions.
Every moment, lives were lost here.
At this moment, Cheng Guang could not manage so much and had little interest in the conflicts between these forces.
His entire focus was now on the Huashan Sword Sect.
Cheng Guang was curious about who had leveled the Huashan Sword Sect.
Whether that person was a foe or a friend.
If they could become friends, or better yet, if he could control them, then setting up his own dynasty afterward would also mean having a powerful enforcer.
Just Cheng Guang alone, even though he was already a Sky-Man, found the idea of setting up his own dynasty a bit strenuous.
Especially in this lawless region.
The difficulties were exponentially higher.
Cheng Guang thought, if he could utilize the person who had flattened the Huashan Sword Sect, then establishing his own dynasty in this lawless land wouldn’t be too problematic.
After all.
That powerful individual had single-handedly flattened the entire Huashan Sword Sect.
In the whole lawless region, how many forces were there like the Huashan Sword Sect?
They could be counted on one hand.
With such a formidable backing, there wouldn’t be many who dared to resist.
Afterward, establishing his own dynasty would be a natural progression.
Just thinking about it, Cheng Guang felt a wave of relief wash over him.
But.
Cheng Guang was just thinking.
After all, whether that strong figure was friend or foe was still unknown.
The likelihood of being a foe was greater.
The likelihood of being a friend, much less.
After all, that powerful individual was probably one of the Celestial Gods or one of the Western Buddhas, not someone Cheng Guang could bribe.
Thinking this, Cheng Guang’s heart gradually grew heavy again.
Cheng Guang shook his head, stopping his wild thoughts and lifted his gaze towards the distance.
Cheng Guang could see.
The continuous stretch of mountains.
In the midst of those mountains, there was a segment that suddenly broke off.
As if it had been forcefully severed by someone.
Seeing the broken layer of mountains, Cheng Guang realized that this must be where the Huashan Sword Sect was located.
As Cheng Guang got a little closer to the Huashan Sword Sect.
The closer he approached the Huashan Sword Sect, the more involuntarily his eyes began to widen, revealing traces of amazement.
The once towering gate of the Huashan Sword Sect no longer existed, replaced by a flat expanse of land.
The original rocks, trees, and the stele that represented the Huashan Sword Sect, all reduced to fine dust, as if they had never existed.
In their place, there was a huge palm imprint.
As if the entire Huashan Sword Sect had been flattened by a single palm.
The mysterious strong figure, with their overpowering strength and ruthless methods, was chilling to the bone.
The winds began to pick up, blowing across where the gate of Huashan Sword Sect once was, sounding intermittently within the mountains as if it were the roar of heaven and earth, mixed with endless sadness and desolation.
The entire Huashan Sword Sect trembled under this sound, every inch of land mourned.
The site that once bristled with sword qi and was clouded with formidable figures, now laid nothing more than ruins. The air throbbed with a heavy oppressive feeling, as if even the sky was dimmed by this overwhelming force.
Around the Huashan Sword Sect, there were some disciples who had survived.
Those who had once lived by the sword, and regarded the sword as their life, were now silently watching all this from a distance.
Their eyes filled with shock, grief, and anger.
But more so, helplessness, for they knew that the strength of that mysterious strong figure was far beyond their capability to contend.
These hard-pressed disciples were mostly wandering outside the mountain, by sheer luck escaping this catastrophe.
But upon returning near the gate, seeing their own sect gate gone, their spirit was utterly shattered.
Like walking corpses.
Near the Huashan Sword Sect.
Staring blankly.
With distant eyes and empty hearts.
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