Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 942: I Will Trample on You Again Another Day

Xiao Chen laughed loudly and said, “Brother Di, you are getting angry again. Looks like someone is going to trample on you again. Unfortunately, this Xiao is not free today. I will trample on you again another day.”

He had already achieved his objective, successfully disrupting Di Wuque’s mental state. Di Wuque’s Cultivation Technique probably reverted to its previous level. Not saying anything more, he turned around together with Ye Chen and ran.

“Kill him! He has to die today!” Di Wuque was utterly enraged. The thirteen Keepers behind him obediently gave chase.

The many experts of the Primal Chaos Domain, who had been watching all this time, saw that Xiao Chen was weak, and gave in to temptation. They went to encircle Xiao Chen.

Without Magic Energy, Xiao Chen could not use the Freedom Wings. His body was severely injured, and many experts surrounded him. Just as he was about to use the Supreme Sky Emperor’s will clone, the ground beneath the two’s feet cracked open, and a bottomless pit appeared.

Something strange in the hole quickly pulled the two down, not allowing them to resist at all.

When the two were halfway down the hole, a hand extended from the wall, catching them off guard. It was Lord Jiu, who had fled much earlier.

“Don’t say anything. Come with me!”

Lord Jiu chuckled and quickly started digging in the underground of the Heavenly Ruin Wasteland while bringing the two along.

The various cultivators saw that the hole was pitch-black and bottomless. They looked at one another, hesitant to give chase.

Time had buried many Immortal sect Remnants in the Heavenly Ruin Wasteland.

There were many underground dangers that could not be anticipated. If they followed and accidentally touched a restriction, they would definitely end up dead.

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After a winding passage underground, Lord Jiu stopped moving and told the two, “We are safe now.”

Ye Chen turned his head to look and, indeed, there was no danger. He smiled and said, “You are really capable for a mouse. I underestimated you in the past.”

Lord Jiu said with a pleased expression, “This Lord Jiu may not be able to do much above ground. However, when it comes to the underground, especially that of the Heavenly Ruin Wasteland, this Lord Jiu can beat down even a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. This Lord Jiu is the king of the underground!”

“Rumble…!”

Just as he spoke, the tunnel suddenly trembled nonstop. Rocks fell from above Lord Jiu, quickly burying him.

Xiao Chen and Ye Chen still had some strength. They casually swept aside the falling rocks.

This tremblor continued for a long time before it finally stopped. Both Xiao Chen and Ye Chen felt that something was not quite right.

Lord Jiu miserably pushed off the rocks on top of himself, his skinny body riddled with wounds. He coughed a few times as he cursed, “Damn! Can’t this Lord Jiu get some rest?!”

With a grave expression, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and extended his Spiritual Sense in a straight line, ignoring Lord Jiu’s complaints.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said in a sullen voice, “The heavenly palaces are destroyed, and the formation is broken. The thing under the mountain is coming out.”

Lord Jiu’s eyes immediately lit up. He said, “Come, let’s go out and take a look. The mountain might be suppressing Immortal Equipment. If this Lord Jiu can obtain it, the amount of resources I can get by selling it would be sufficient for me to cultivate until great grandmaster-level Martial Sage—and there would still be leftovers.”

Ye Chen interrupted, “You? Stop dreaming. If you really manage to snatch it, not to mention a quasi-Emperor, just one great grandmaster-level Martial Sage can kill you. This Immortal Equipment is something that we cannot think about.”

If it actually was Immortal Equipment, it would indeed be something the three could not compete for. The three peak sects of the Primal Chaos Domain would definitely have their great grandmaster-level Martial Sages or even quasi-Emperors make a move.

However, there were only the disciples of the Heavenly Music Sect and the Frost Moon Palace in the Heavenly Ruin Wasteland. The one peak sect of the Primal Chaos Domain that they had not seen was the Muddy Sky Gate.

Xiao Chen wondered why and what intentions the Muddy Sky Gate had.

After thinking for a while, he said, “Let’s go and take a look, then. However, there is no need for us to try and compete for it. Firstly, we are both severely injured. Secondly, even if we were at our peaks, we would not stand a chance anyway.”

Lord Jiu chuckled and immediately started moving. He had a sharp innate sense for danger, so he managed to avoid the horrifying restrictions underground.

After moving through winding passages with many turns, the three emerged above ground and headed in the direction of the Immortal sect Remnant to take a look.

The multicolored lights in the sky had disappeared, and the heavenly palaces lay in ruins. All the Magic Treasures inside had shattered along with the heavenly palaces. Several cultivators who had not managed to escape in time suffered severe injuries.

Cracks appeared on the mountain below. Dazzling spiritual light could be seen escaping from them.

“Bang!”

The mountain slumped. The sky shook and the earth trembled once more; the entire Heavenly Ruin Wasteland shook together.

The three quickly leaped out of the ground. Lord Jiu said with some lingering fear, “Fortunately, we came out to take a look. Otherwise, we might have ended up buried alive.”

The instant the mountain collapsed, rich Spiritual Energy rained down. A cold drizzle fell from the sky. The drops of water were a faint gold, composed of pure Spiritual Energy.

The three took a deep breath and could not help but exclaim, “Peak Spirit Vein!” This faint golden spiritual rain was the mark of a Peak Spirit Vein.

Given that this spiritual rain poured over five hundred kilometers from the origin, it was hard to imagine how many Peak Spirit Veins in all were in the mountain.

A Magic Treasure nourished by so many Spirit Veins had to be Immortal Equipment.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Many strong auras headed for the Immortal sect Remnant. Several hidden great grandmaster-level Martial Sages finally could no longer hold back, revealing themselves to see the Immortal Equipment emerge.

However, Xiao Chen led the other two to retreat further back, moving to an extremely desolate hill to watch from afar.

Regardless of whether it was Immortal Equipment emerging or not, the shock waves would cover a large area.

The faint gold rain fell nonstop. Golden dragons flew out from the destroyed mountain. These were the forms of the Peak Spirit Vein’s origins.

Just the initial wave of Spiritual Energy already equaled the strength of a grandmaster-level Martial Sage. Regular Martial Sages would not last more than ten moves against these spiritual dragons.

“One, two, three…damn! There are over fifty already, and more are still coming out!” Lord Jiu was keeping track of the number of Spirit Vein’s origins, flabbergasted.

Xiao Chen’s sect, the Supreme Sky Sect, did not even have a hundred Peak Spirit Veins after ten thousand years of accumulations.

Aside from sects of the Three Holy Lands’ level, no sect had that many Peak Spirit Veins.

On the other hand, there were so many Peak Spirit Veins suppressed in this place. This sect must have been very prosperous in its heyday, standing out from the crowd.

However, such a large sect disappeared together with the Immortal Epoch, silently sinking into the long river of history.

Xiao Chen’s thoughts wandered. He was curious as to how strong this sect in the Immortal Epoch had been and how it had gotten destroyed.

Did those legendary Martial Gods during the peak of the Martial Epoch figure something out and end up disappearing, not leaving behind any news?

“After a total of one hundred Peak Spirit Veins, this Immortal Equipment finally reveals itself!”

Lord Jiu’s exclamation interrupted Xiao Chen’s thoughts.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw the light of a treasure shooting into the sky. A painting unfurled. There were majestic mountains and rivers depicted in it, looking extremely vast.

From five kilometers away, he found that what he was looking at did not seem to be a painting but a world. There were mountains and rivers, plains and deserts. As the painting unfurled, all these entered his eyes.

He could clearly make out every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, and every fruit.

When the painting completely unfurled, it had the words “Beautiful Mountain and River.” This was a Beautiful Mountain and River Painting.

The expected shock waves did not happen. Instead, it was very peaceful; the surroundings were utterly serene. The cultivators who were nearer remained motionless.

“Something’s wrong!”

Xiao Chen’s expression changed immediately. When the treasure was revealed, how come no one made a move? Instead, they became so quiet. This was extremely weird.

When he squinted and looked again, his expression changed drastically once more. It was not that these people were motionless. Rather, it was that these people could not move anymore.

The figures that Xiao Chen saw were not really standing in the air. Instead, at some point in time, they had become a part of the painting.

This strange Beautiful Mountain and River Painting vaguely seemed to have integrated with the surrounding space. This produced a misperception where the inside of the painting was indistinguishable from the outside.

Several of those drawn into the painting were grandmaster-level Martial Sages, yet they still fell into this trap without a word.

Xiao Chen asked himself whether he could defeat these people. He concluded that while he could win, he was not that much stronger than they were. If he had not resisted his curiosity, he would have been drawn into the painting as well.

Just thinking of this gave him goosebumps as well as a shiver running down his back.

“This thing can already interfere with the laws of space. This Beautiful Mountain and River Painting must be Immortal Equipment without a doubt,” Ye Chen said.

Xiao Chen thought to himself for a while before saying, “The great grandmaster-level Martial Sages can bring out the full power of a peak King Grade Secret Treasure. They should be able to contest for this ownerless item.”

Right after he spoke, beams of light did indeed head for the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting in the air, streaking towards it. These were all great grandmaster-level Martial Sages.

The Primal Chaos Domain was the gathering place of all the loose cultivators in the world. Sectless great grandmaster-level Martial Sages were rifer here than anywhere else.

Xiao Chen was not surprised to see so many great grandmaster-level Martial Sages appear. However, the last two people to show up gave him a considerable shock.

Di Wuque and Tian Youxi were standing on a vast and radiant Deities’ Nation flying towards the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting.

These two worked together to support the Deities’ Nation image, not appearing to be at a disadvantage in the fight with the mob of great grandmaster-level Martial Sages.

These great grandmaster-level Martial Sages were all at least five hundred years old. As part of the younger generation, Di Wuque and Tian Youxi stood out as they gave off a bright light.

At this moment, Di Wuque had already recovered his mental state. His strength seemed to be higher than before.

Xiao Chen could not help but frown slightly. Di Wuque’s strength was unfathomable in the first place. Xiao Chen had only been confident of a seventy percent chance of defeating the other party, even with the use of all his trump cards.

Now that Di Wuque was stronger, if Xiao Chen fought with him, the odds for victory were no more than even.

Ye Chen sighed, “Xiao Chen, your opponent is extraordinarily horrifying. When he fought with you, he probably still had many trumps cards held back.”

Xiao Chen himself knew that when he used that ten Dragon Force punch by executing Deities Descending, he would not have knocked Di Wuque back if he had not caught hold of that opening.

“Old Jiu, you see all hundred of the Peak Spirit Veins in the sky clearly, right? Help me to remember the auras of those who snatched these Spirit Veins away. We will come back for them later.”

Xiao Chen was not tempted by the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting. On the other hand, he intended to grab as many of these one hundred Peak Spirit Veins as he could.

However, he was currently injured. He could only seek help from Lord Jiu and snatch them after he recovered.