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Chapter 815: Becoming the Focal Point

Chu Chaoyun said, “You can have forty percent. I need only ten percent. Even with all the Rock of Origin, I would not be able to merge the two wills.”

This offer stunned Leng Yue for a while before she said, “Many thanks.”

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Above Kunlun Mountain, the five Martial Emperors of the various races looked at each other. Although they received Xiao Chen’s reminder and quickly gave chase, they had still been too late.

The five Martial Emperors could only stare as the Plane Transposition Formation, prepared in the sky long ago, opened up a space-time tunnel and transported Chu Chaoyun away.

The Fiend Race Martial Emperor sighed and said, “The next Demonic God Blood Sacrifice is probably not far off. This is just a primer.”

“I wonder which Domain they will unleash their forces on and how many Demon Monarchs will come this time,” the Martial God Palace’s human Martial Emperor said with an unsightly expression.

The Deity Race’s Martial Emperor still had a rather calm face. The Deity Race did not worry too much about the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice.

Given the Deity Race’s strength, unless the Demons went crazy, they would not take action against the Deity Race. However, according to the agreement of the five races, the Deity Race still had to send help when the Demons appeared in the other domains.

At that time, it would be hard to avoid casualties and fatalities. If there were, unfortunately, even Martial Emperors might fall, so the Deity Race still had to make preparations.

“Let’s disperse. It is not that easy to find a Void Stone. This sort of thing is unlikely to happen again. That small bit of the Rock of Origin will not affect the source much,” the Deity Race Martial Emperor said, concluding this matter.

When the other four heard this, they did not rebut the Deity Race Martial Emperor. While this matter was not a small matter, it was not a big one, either. Since the Deity Race Martial Emperor said this, he clearly wanted to downplay this incident.

Otherwise, if people were to make an issue out of it, these five would not be able to give a proper account to their own races.

The appearance of Chu Chaoyun completely disrupted Di Wuque’s original plan of chasing people away.

After four hours, everyone received a gag order on today’s matter. Otherwise, regardless of their identity or status, they would receive severe punishment.

Thus, the matter of the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring came to an end. Relying on his Purple Thunder Divine Incantation, Xiao Chen gained the most.

Even the combined total of Di Wuque’s and that Deity Race girl’s harvests did not surpass Xiao Chen’s alone.

News of Chu Chaoyun’s matter was hushed up. However, the story of how Xiao Chen shattered the combined attacks of thirteen Deity Race geniuses with one roar, as well as the matter of his going against Di Wuque, spread.

The news that a descendant of the Azure Emperor had reappeared circulated throughout the Kunlun Realm at the fastest possible speed.

Ten thousand years ago, the Dragon’s Gate Azure Emperor led the Martial God Palace and swept through the entire Kunlun Realm. Now, his descendant reappeared in the Kunlun Realm, displaying his might during the age of geniuses ten thousand years later.

The wheel of time turned. Would the descendant of the legend rise up and become the focal point of everyone’s discussion?

Some of the Azure Emperor’s enemies observed Xiao Chen carefully. Some radical factions even prepared to take action against him.

One such faction was the three Sovereign Noble Clans that feared the Azure Emperor. The three Clan Heads gathered for an intense discussion on how to handle Xiao Chen. However, they were unanimous on this issue.

The Kunlun Realm was already very chaotic. Beneath its peaceful and calm fa?ade, the undercurrents intensified further.

A small piece of the Rock of Origin had been snatched away. The Demonic God Blood Sacrifice approached. The age of geniuses was here. A descendant of the Azure Emperor revealed himself. The internal competition among the five races slowly grew.

Everyone wanted to build up strength for their own race before the Demonic God Blood Sacrifice arrived. The competition for resources among the five races would definitely become even more cutthroat in the future.

However, for now, this competition did not have much to do with Xiao Chen. All he thought about now—day and night—was enjoying the benefits of his improved aptitude.

The silhouette of a mountain range rose around Supreme Sky City. Manmade buildings were visible on the many mountain peaks.

The name of this mountain range was long lost in history. After the founder of the Supreme Sky Sect established the sect, these mountains became known as the Supreme Sky Mountain Range.

The locations of large sects would have high-ranked Spirit Veins. Naturally, the Supreme Sky Mountain Range was no exception.

Aside from the mountain peak with the Holy Spirit Vein where the sect made its base, many of these peaks suppressed a Peak Spirit Vein, through the various accumulations of the Supreme Sky Sect in the starry heavens over thousands of years.

These filled the entire mountain range with even more vast and majestic Spiritual Energy and attracted mysteries.

Peak Spirit Veins could produce Superior Grade Spirit Stones on a large scale as well as the occasional Peak Grade Spirit Stone. If placed in the Sky Dome Realm, that rank of Spirit Vein would give rise to a sect larger than the Heavenly Saber Pavilion immediately.

Such mountain peaks were rewarded only to Supreme Sky Sect inner sect elders that made particularly significant contributions to the sect.

What would be considered a particularly significant contribution? Perhaps creating a new Heaven Ranked Martial Technique that the sect disciples could learn, or maybe providing the sect with continuous support through a special talent in forging items or refining Medicinal Pills.

Or perhaps taking on an extremely talented disciple, bringing the sect great Luck, or killing mortal enemies of the sect and restoring the sect’s might.

Without exception, these were things that ordinary Martial Sages would find difficult to do. The inner sect elders who had a peak with a Peak Spirit Vein were usually people of great status among the inner sect elders.

Currently, a white-robed man stood calmly on a peak with a Peak Spirit Vein. He had a medallion, which indicated that he was the owner of this peak, hanging at his waist.

A cool breeze blew at this place where one could grab the white clouds by stretching out a hand. This white-robed man was none other than Xiao Chen.

This peak with a Peak Spirit Vein was a reward from the Supreme Sky Sect, one that it had made an exception for. Whether it was for obtaining the first rank of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking and bringing glory to the sect, or soaking in the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring and bringing the sect many practical benefits, Xiao Chen had earned the exception.

When he learned of the reward, he did not reject it but simply accepted it. However, he sent away all the disciples on the peak who were assigned there to serve him.

Now that Xiao Chen’s aptitude was stronger, he could cultivate faster. Cultivating with a Peak Spirit Vein was clearly much more effective than with a low-ranked Spirit Vein.

He was in a rush to advance to Martial Sage. How could he entertain any thoughts of rejecting this? Furthermore, he did not believe there was any shame in accepting this.

Xiao Chen looked at the churning clouds before him. Then, with a thought, a flicker of light came from his forehead, and the purple Lightning Talisman came out in a flash and soared into the sky.

He moved his hand, and the Lunar Shadow Saber immediately came out of its scabbard. Thunder roared, and two hundred bolts of lightning tore through the sky. The Heavenly Sage Laws in his body slowly infused into the saber.

The two hundred thunderbolts instantly transformed into lightning flood dragons roaring ferociously in the clouds.

“It looks like my past month of cultivation is indeed effective. Now, I can materialize two hundred flood dragons, double the previous.”

Xiao Chen revealed a faint smile on his face. Then, he sheathed his saber. In that instant, the lightning flood dragons turned into sparks of electricity and gathered together to form a purple talisman.

This will talisman was the core of the entirely new Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique, materializing it.

Although Xiao Chen comprehended only ten percent of this immortal will of thunder, he was far from using all of it. He still had another one-third to use.

The main problem was that his cultivation was insufficient. Otherwise, he would be able to materialize another hundred lightning flood dragons easily.

Cultivation and will supported each other. At present, Xiao Chen’s cultivation could not keep up with his will. He had a treasure that he could not utilize to the fullest.

After Xiao Chen advanced, it would be the will’s turn to need advancement. Otherwise, the might of his will would be insufficient, limiting the might of the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique.

Such a cycle was endless. He could raise the might of the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique continuously, having it accompany him on his path of martial cultivation.

Now, Xiao Chen had the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique as his auxiliary technique, the Dragon Subduing Slash as his main strength, together with the close combat techniques of his physical body, and the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram as his greatest trump card. At last, he finally had some Martial Techniques that could intimidate spectators.

However, he felt that these were still insufficient. If he obtained any other Ancient Era Martial Techniques, he could use those to augment his strength.

Although there was a saying “biting off more than one could chew,” having more trump cards would naturally be better—as long as he could grasp these well.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes once again, placing the Lunar Shadow Saber to one side and reentering into a state of cultivation.

The Spiritual Energy in the mist and clouds coming from the Peak Spirit Vein formed strands of tricolored light as it entered his body.

The mountain summit, the cool breeze, the misty clouds, the tricolored light, and the cross-legged white figure presented an image of calm and tranquility.

Time slowly went by. As Xiao Chen cultivated at the summit of this peak, his cultivation rose day by day. The benefits of his strengthened aptitude became evident at this moment.

His cultivation speed seemed to have at least tripled. Of course, the rank of the Spirit Vein he used played a part as well.

If he used a lower-ranked Spirit Vein, the results would definitely not be this remarkable.

That hazy Door of Sages in Xiao Chen’s mind became increasingly clearer. It had already cracked open slightly, and light shone from within.

A majestic sagely sound, like the bells of the great Dao, rang continuously.

As long as Xiao Chen could push open this Door of Sages, he would be able to step into the Martial Sage realm, surmounting the ordinary. However, this step tripped up almost ninety percent of cultivators; it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

As he cultivated, he lost track of time. After who knew how long, he suddenly encountered difficulty in advancing his cultivation further.

The feeling of rapid progress vanished completely. Even after bitterly cultivating for an entire day, his growth was limited.

However, Xiao Chen rejoiced rather than despaired. The bottleneck of half-Sage had finally come. He had finally reached peak half-Sage.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and released a bright light from his pupils. He stretched his hand out and placed it on the Lunar Shadow Saber beside him. After he drew the saber, lightning flashed.

Three hundred savage lightning flood dragons plunged from the sky and roamed the clouds with fangs and claws bared. The fleeting thunderbolts seemed like sharp treasured sabers.

Xiao Chen held on to the Lunar Shadow Saber and leaped up from the peak’s summit. Then, he hacked down on a desolate peak five kilometers in front.

“Heavenly Lightning Tribulation!”

It was as though the lightning flood dragons felt Xiao Chen’s rage. They surged towards where the saber pointed, and there was an explosion. The three-kilometer-tall peak exploded into dust.