After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 257 Blind Man
Upon seeing this, the big black cat immediately followed closely behind Li Musheng, never leaving his side.

Li Musheng left the secret cave carrying the dark blue jade tablet. After thinking for a moment, he remembered what Fu Qiwen had said about the headmaster of Luoshen Peak.

He planned to walk around the main peak. If he could find that person, great; if not, there was nothing he could do but let it go.

At this point, the matter of this trip to Luoshen Peak can be considered basically concluded.

Li Musheng's next plan is to return to Shangyang City and obtain the two Heavenly Revelation Treasure Keys that exist in the capital.

then……

Then there's a lot more to do. Not only do we have to continue searching for the key to the Heavenly Revelation Treasure, but we also have to search for the Fire Qilin, the Azure Dragon's True Qi, and comprehend the Talent Divine Stele, among other things...

In pursuit of transcendence in martial arts, Li Musheng honestly feels quite busy.

However, aside from comprehending the Divine Stele of Talent, the rest can be delegated to others.

After all, according to the agreement, after destroying Luoshen Peak, he would be in charge of the entire Dali Tianjin Guard, so finding something for others would be a piece of cake.

As for whether Emperor Yuanwu will go back on his word, well... that's something the other party can try.

Thinking it over, Li Musheng carried the dark blue jade tablet and began to wander around the main peak of Luoshen Peak. If he encountered anyone who was blind to his abilities, he would not show any mercy and would kill them on the spot.

The big black cat had been involved in many deaths while following him around. However, Li Musheng discovered that besides staying by his side every step of the way, the big cat spent most of its time eyeing the dark blue jade tablet in his hand, practically drooling.

Before they had even circled half of the main peak, the big black cat's bright green eyes started rolling around.

Then, it kept rubbing against Li Musheng's trouser leg, pointing at the dark blue jade tablet with its paws, then at its own back, and meowing.

Seeing this, Li Musheng narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding what the big black cat meant.

The other party was saying that seeing how hard it was for him to carry such a large jade tablet, he should put the dark green jade tablet on the cat's back so that it could help carry it and share some of the burden.

"Are all divine beings as cunning as you?"

Li Musheng patted the big cat's head, chuckled, and then tossed the dark blue jade tablet in his hand onto the cat's back.

Although the big black cat was robust, about the size of a mutt, the dark blue jade tablet was significantly larger than it, and the entire tablet pressed down on the cat.

However, the big black cat stood upright on its four legs, showing no sign of being crushed by the weight of the jade tablet. Instead, it meowed happily twice and carried the jade tablet around in circles a few times.

Seeing this, Li Musheng did not take back the dark blue jade tablet. Having such a free laborer to help him carry things naturally saved him a lot of trouble.

So Li Musheng continued to wander around with the big black cat carrying the dark blue jade tablet.

There are many stone steps on the main peak, and some sections are extremely steep, but the big black cat carried such a large jade tablet without falling off at all, and was extremely agile and light, as if walking on flat ground.

……

Meanwhile, Sikong Xuan, determined to kill Yuwen Chengqing, continued his relentless pursuit, with two terrifying auras chasing each other through the deep mountains and dense forests.

However, the two were not much different in terms of speed, so even though Sikong Xuan chased after him with all his might, he was unable to exchange more than a few blows with Yuwen Chengqing.

As for Yuwen Chengqing, he had no intention of fighting Sikong Xuan at all, and just kept fleeing.

Before long, he stopped at the foot of a majestic peak, then looked up and squinted at it.

When Sikong Xuan, who was following behind, saw that he had stopped, he also looked at the majestic peak in front of him.

Soon, his gaze sharpened, clearly recognizing the peak before him as the main peak of the Fallen God Peak Sect.

In an instant, Sikong Xuanhua's white brows furrowed.

Logically speaking, if Yuwen Chengqing really wanted to escape, then the only way for him to have a chance of survival would be to flee outside the territory of the Luoshen Peak sect.

But now the other party is doing the opposite, actually coming to the foot of the main peak, which really makes him a little puzzled about the other party's intentions.

At this moment, Yuwen Chengqing glanced back at Sikong Xuan, who had followed him into the night, but said nothing. He simply sneered and then disappeared quickly towards the main peak.

No sooner had the other party left than Sikong Xuan arrived at the foot of the mountain. He stopped and looked up at Yuwen Chengqing's departing figure, his expression hesitant and uncertain.

Although Fu Qiwen had already sent a message, the Eighth Prince had already dealt with the sect leader of Luoshen Peak and the four Venerables.

But what lies before us is, after all, the main peak of Falling God Peak, one of the four great sects of the martial world, the core foundation of the entire sect.

Even if those five most powerful individuals are dead, it's hard to guarantee that there aren't other formidable experts remaining on the main peak.

If he rashly ventures into the main peak alone, he could very well be walking into the lion's den and never return.

"Why is a dying man thinking about these things? If there really is a master here, I can see just how capable he is."

However, Sikong Xuan made a decision in the blink of an eye. His purpose in coming here was to fulfill his wish and have a good fight before he died.

Encountering an even more formidable expert would naturally be a wonderful thing.

Immediately, Sikong Xuan did not linger and continued to pursue Yuwen Chengqing in the direction he had left, disappearing at the foot of the main peak.

Before long, Yu Mianjiao and Ouyang Mingqi arrived.

The two stopped at the foot of the main peak at the same time, both looking up, and then a solemn expression appeared on their faces.

The beautiful woman with jade-like features frowned slightly and said:
"It seems that Senior Brother Yuwen deliberately lured Lord Sikong to the main peak. There might be something wrong on this mountain."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Mingqi's face showed a thoughtful expression, and he pondered for a moment before saying:

"Junior Sister, have you heard of the rumor circulating in the sect that relates to Senior Brother Yuwen?"

The beautiful woman turned her head and glanced at the other person, then slightly narrowed her eyes and said:

"Could it be that what Senior Brother Ouyang said is about Senior Brother Yuwen, who had ordinary talent and remained mediocre for many years, but suddenly broke through and took the position of the eighth peak?"

Ouyang Mingqi nodded, then gazed at the main peak shrouded in darkness before him, and said:

"There have been rumors that the key reason why Senior Brother Yuwen was able to rise to prominence in just a few years with ordinary talent and break through to become a peak master is that he is on this main peak."

"It is said that Senior Brother Yuwen had a fortuitous encounter on the main peak, meeting a peerless martial arts master hidden away within the sect. This master not only bestowed upon him a divine martial arts pill but also guided him in his martial arts cultivation. This is how Senior Brother Yuwen achieved such remarkable success, surpassing all the other exceptionally talented fellow disciples in the sect." As he spoke, Ouyang Mingqi shook his head again, saying:

"Of course, without a doubt, Senior Brother Yuwen's diligence and passion for martial arts cultivation is also an indispensable factor in his achievements."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman with jade-like face pondered for a moment, then looked at Ouyang Mingqi and said:
"So, Senior Brother Ouyang believes this rumor is actually true?"

Ouyang Mingqi shook his head and said:

"I'm not sure, but whether this is true or not, perhaps we can find out by going back in time."

Having said that, he immediately moved and continued chasing after Sikong Xuan.

Seeing this, Yu Mianjiao frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and followed suit.

With the death of the sect leader and the four venerable ones, the destruction of Fallen God Peak is a foregone conclusion. Even if there are hidden masters on the main peak, they probably cannot change the situation.

In Yu Mianjiao's opinion, Yuwen Chengqing's actions were not very meaningful.

Before long, Yuwen Chengqing, who was being chased, was seen rapidly moving between the rows of palaces and pavilions on the main peak.

After passing through several secluded woodlands, we finally arrived at the outside of an inconspicuous ancestral hall on the back of the main peak.

This ancestral hall is not the ancestral hall of Luoshen Peak, but a place to set up memorial tablets for some ordinary disciples who have made contributions to the sect throughout the ages.

Therefore, this place is not only remote, but also rarely visited by people. It looks extremely deserted and almost uninhabited.

However, the small hall was cleaned inside and out. There was not a single fallen leaf left on the stone steps of the passageway, and the bluestone bricks were spotless under the light of the oil lamps on the stone pillars on both sides.

"senior?"

Yuwen Chengqing landed gracefully on the steps outside the small hall and stood there, then bowed and clasped his hands in greeting towards the inside of the hall.

He wasn't sure if anyone was inside the small hall, but he still didn't step inside without permission.

However, after waiting for a while, the small hall remained pitch black, and no one responded from beginning to end.

Yuwen Chengqing frowned immediately, and at that moment, Sikong Xuan, who was chasing after them, had already caught up.

His aged figure silently stepped through the air and landed on the blue brick ground a few feet away from Yuwen Chengqing. Then his gaze swept over Yuwen Chengqing and the small hall in front of him.

Seeing Yuwen Chengqing's respectful attitude towards the people in the small hall, his cloudy eyes flickered, and then he spoke in a deep voice:

"Yuwen Chengqing, so you're finally not planning to run away? Have you found someone to help you deal with me?"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chengqing's expression changed slightly, and he turned around to look at Sikong Xuan behind him.

However, once he reached this point, he stopped mentioning his previous words of surrender.

Firstly, he had said it many times before, but Sikong Xuan was determined to kill him, so it was completely useless.

Secondly, he was afraid that if he said he was surrendering here, he would displease the elder in the ancestral hall.

Yuwen Chengqing's expression immediately turned cold, and he spoke in a chilling voice:

"Your Great Li Dynasty has gone too far! You attacked and besieged my Luoshen Peak sect without any reason. Not only did you have no legitimate cause, but you also slaughtered my disciples. You are truly cruel and domineering!"

Of course, Yuwen Chengqing's words were not actually meant for Sikong Xuan, but for the elder in the ancestral hall.

He feared that the senior had secluded himself here to cultivate in seclusion and rarely interacted with outsiders, and that he still did not know what changes had occurred at Luoshen Peak.
However, Yuwen Chengqing did not reveal the news of the deaths of the Luoshen Peak sect leader and the four Venerables.

He didn't know the senior's true temperament. If the senior heard this shocking news, he was worried that the senior wouldn't care about him at all, but might run away immediately.

At this moment, upon hearing Yuwen Chengqing utter such high-sounding words, Sikong Xuan frowned, but without pondering it further, he sneered:
"Luoshen Peak will surely be annihilated tonight. Since you wish to resist to the bitter end, then call out all your helpers. I will grant your wish and let you live and die with Luoshen Peak!"

Yuwen Chengqing did not reply, but instead glanced at the small hall out of the corner of his eye.

However, there was still no movement inside, as if no one was there.

His expression immediately darkened, and he sighed inwardly. After a moment, he turned to look at Sikong Xuan, his face cold as he said:
"Since you are relentlessly pursuing me and determined to kill me, I will naturally not sit idly by and wait to die. Let me test your methods."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Xuan stroked his beard, his gaze shifting back and forth between Yuwen Chengqing and the young man, before squinting and saying:
"It should have been done long ago. All you do is run away like stray dogs. What kind of hero are you? You might as well fight me. At least you'll have some backbone."

After saying that, Sikong Xuan suddenly made a move, and his martial arts aura soared into the sky.

With a single palm strike, the surrounding night sky blazed with a brilliant azure light. Dozens of palm prints, each three zhang wide, carrying immense true energy of heaven and earth, appeared above Yuwen Chengqing's head in an instant, before crashing down upon him and the area including the small hall.

This palm strike also included Xiao Dian, which was naturally intentional on Sikong Xuan's part.

Instead of keeping the helpers in the small hall hidden in the shadows and having to guard against sneak attacks later, it's better to drag them out directly and expose all the enemies in the open. That way, the fight will be more enjoyable, and we won't have to be timid.

At this moment, facing Sikong Xuan's attack, a glint of light flashed in Yuwen Chengqing's eyes.

He then raised one palm, and the surging true energy around him, like a roaring river, transformed into dozens of giant waves of true energy that surged upwards, all of them meeting the palm print that Sikong Xuan had struck.

In an instant, the sky above the area where the small hall was located suddenly became turbulent with wind and clouds. Two powerful forces intertwined and instantly transformed into a towering vortex tens of feet high, stirring up the mountain mist and the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees, which rose into the sky.

Even the stone steps, paving stones, and pillars on the ground seemed to be swept up and carried into the sky by this tornado vortex.

But at that moment, a soft sigh came from the small hall and ancestral temple, and then echoed in the ears of Sikong Xuan and the others.

The next moment, the blue brick steps and stone pillars that were about to be swept away in front of the small hall fell back to the ground, perfectly returning to their original positions.

Next, no matter how the swirling tornado caused by the intertwined forces trembled and swept around, it could no longer shake the blue brick pillars in front of the small hall.

Upon noticing this, both Sikong Xuan and Yuwen Chengqing's pupils contracted, and they both stopped what they were doing.

In an instant, the entire area around the small hall fell silent. At this moment, even Yu Mianjiao and Ouyang Mingqi, who had arrived from behind, stopped far away.

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to the small hall, each one filled with vigilance.

Just then, a blind old man dressed in gray, with a hunched back, slowly walked out of the small hall, leaning on a cane.

(End of this chapter)