Gou cultivates martial arts and seeks immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 129 The Martial Saint's Legacy

Tuoba Feng's gaze was like lightning, instantly locking onto the unique terrain where all streams converged, and his eyes burst with an uncontrollable excitement.

found it!
He then noticed Lu Lin beside him, and in a few steps he landed next to him, with Luo Siqing following closely behind.

"Lu Lin, you did a great job!" Tuoba Feng nodded slightly, his face showing undisguised praise.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, I was merely lucky to have stumbled upon this," Lu Lin replied humbly. He then changed the subject, adding, "However, three dragons dwell in this lake, their strength unfathomable!"

"Hmm." Tuoba Feng nodded solemnly. "The dragon in Yanling is a Xuanming Frost Dragon, which contains the bloodline of an ancient true dragon. Its strength far surpasses that of ordinary demonic beasts and is much more troublesome than the Flaming Luan Bird. It can easily kill cultivators of the same level. I have already sent out the message that we will make a move together once the rest of the forces have arrived."

Soon after, streaks of light pierced the sky and arrived, all of them experts from the Blood Fiend Demon Sect.

In less than half an hour, more than sixty Foundation Establishment cultivators and more than one hundred Innate Martial Artists had gathered here, creating a formidable force.

"We have enough manpower. To avoid any unforeseen problems, let's get started!" Tuoba Feng decisively gave the order.

More than sixty Foundation Establishment cultivators simultaneously circulated their spiritual power, and various magical artifacts floated in the air, emitting a powerful and chilling fluctuation.

Such an astonishing commotion immediately alerted the dragon that was cultivating in seclusion at the bottom of the lake.

Three deafening dragon roars rang out in succession, the lake surface exploded, and three enormous silver-white dragons soared into the sky, their demonic aura reaching the heavens!
"kill!"

The moment the three dragons appeared, Tuoba Feng gave the order to attack.

Rumble——!
More than sixty Foundation Establishment cultivators attacked simultaneously, each unleashing their strongest strike.

More than sixty incredibly powerful attacks converged into a destructive torrent, crushing forward with overwhelming force, as if capable of flattening all obstacles in its path.

The three dragons were terrified and hastily unleashed their full power to resist, their demonic magic blazing brightly.

However, how terrifying would a combined attack from more than sixty Foundation Establishment cultivators be?
Even if they have strong bloodlines and domineering demonic arts, they are not third-tier demon kings after all. How can they withstand this overwhelming offensive?
The torrent of attacks swept across, and the defenses erected by the dragons crumbled like paper.

A series of sharp attacks slammed into their massive dragon bodies, sending them flying and even crashing into a mountain peak hundreds of meters high to the side!

In an instant, rocks flew everywhere, the three dragons were covered in blood, their hard scales were broken in large pieces, and the hot dragon blood stained the ground below crimson.

escape!escape!escape!
Driven by an intense will to survive, the three dragons did not hesitate for a moment. With a sudden twist of their bodies, they fled frantically into the distance.

At this moment, Tuoba Feng, who had been waiting for the right moment, finally made his move!

He had been secretly activating the demonic sword with all his might.

call out!
The demonic blade transformed into an extremely condensed black light, like a black lightning bolt tearing through the sky, striking first despite being behind, and precisely slashing at the neck of one of the dragons!

Keng!
puff-

The dragon's tough scales offered only slight resistance before being mercilessly pierced by the demonic blade!
A huge dragon head, with an expression of disbelief, soared into the sky, while the headless dragon body crashed heavily into a distant mountain due to inertia, causing the earth to shake.

A powerful Xuanming Frost Dragon was instantly killed!

The remaining two dragons were terrified and no longer cared about their companion's corpse. They pushed their speed to the limit and fled desperately towards the horizon.

"Chase!"

Tuoba Feng's weak voice rang out. He quickly sheathed his demonic blade, swallowed several pills to restore his spiritual power, and his face was pale. He was clearly unable to launch a second attack.

The demonic cultivators all tried to give chase using their magical artifacts, but the dragon was too fast and disappeared completely from sight in a short while. They had no choice but to return.

Tuoba Feng flew forward, took out a specially made storage bag, and with the help of his magic power, put the huge dragon corpse into it.

Another disciple took out a jade bottle and carefully collected all the spilled dragon blood, not wasting a single drop.

Lu Lin watched with envy.

With the aid of this dragon blood, and relying on the martial arts furnace, the cultivation progress of "Xuanming Hanjiao Blood Qi" will surely be rapid.

"Those two escaped dragons will surely attract the wrath of the demonic beast army. We must act swiftly, part the lake, and find the martial prodigy's inheritance!" Tuoba Feng suppressed his exhaustion and shouted in a deep voice.

Immediately, more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators took to the air and lined up on both sides of the lake. At the same time, they channeled their spiritual power and pulled sharply at the surface of the lake below!
Crash-!
The entire lake shook violently, and the water was forcibly parted to both sides by an invisible force, revealing the lake bottom that had never seen the light of day before.

Beneath the lake's surface stood a magnificent building, its walls constructed of white jade and adorned with lifelike dragon carvings—a testament to its extreme luxury.

This is a dragon palace!
More accurately, it is a dragon palace.

However, apart from this dragon palace, the entire lakebed is filled with silt and rocks, and there is nothing else unusual to be seen.

Could it be that the legacy of the Martial Saint is hidden within this Flood Dragon Palace?
Boo hoo hoo-!
Just then, streaks of sharp sword light suddenly appeared on the horizon, tearing through the air at an astonishing speed.

In just a few breaths, the sword light reached the sky above the lake, then suddenly disappeared, revealing a series of figures.

The leader was none other than the sect master of the Qingping Sword Sect.

Liu Shenhong!
The cultivators from the Qingping Sword Sect have arrived!

Their numbers numbered sixty or seventy, no less than those of the Demonic Sect.

The faces of the members of the Demonic Sect instantly turned ashen.

"Hahaha! Tuoba Feng, it seems that the martial arts inheritance is right here!" Liu Shenhong laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the land.

"Liu Shenhong! How did you find him?" Tuoba Feng's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Master Youxuan deliberately concealed crucial information so that the Demonic Sect could seize the initiative and monopolize the inheritance.

Now that the inheritance has not yet been obtained, the Sword Sect has already interfered, making it extremely difficult to monopolize it.

"Our sect's true master had long anticipated that your demonic sect was untrustworthy and must have hidden tricks up its sleeve. We only needed to secretly follow you, and we wouldn't have any trouble finding this martial prodigy's inheritance. Just as I predicted!" Liu Shenhong said sarcastically.

Tuoba Feng snorted coldly, knowing that further words were useless, and directly led his cultivators to rush towards the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

"Follow me!" Liu Shenhong waved his hand, and the Sword Sect cultivators immediately followed.

The Flood Dragon Palace had no defensive restrictions, and the cultivators from both sects easily broke in.

However, after thoroughly searching the entire Dragon Palace, they found no trace of anything related to the inheritance.

"Something's not right!" Tuoba Feng had a sudden inspiration. "This place is a 'convergence of all streams,' with water flowing in from all directions, yet the lake's water level isn't rising. There must be some mystery beneath the lake!"

If he could think of it, Liu Shenhong could naturally think of it too.

The group quickly left the Dragon Palace and began to carefully search every inch of the lakebed. Sure enough, they soon made a discovery.

In an inconspicuous corner, a deep crack was found, into which lake water was flowing continuously.

They immediately set to work, blasting open the rocks around the crack and discovering that beneath it lay a flowing underground river.

After following the underground river for a short while, they discovered a cave on the riverbank.

The entrance to the cave clearly shows signs of artificial repair, which is quite different from the surrounding natural rock walls.

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

This is very likely the secluded cultivation cave of that "Martial Prodigy"!

The cultivators from both sects rushed into the cave.

Lu Lin followed Luo Siqing in with the flow of people.

The cave is a hidden world, far more spacious than it appears from the outside.

The first thing that catches the eye is a huge stone statue!

He was a middle-aged man, tall and strong, with a resolute appearance. He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

"This is the Martial Saint who mastered the Golden Body of Martial Arts three thousand years ago! I have seen his portrait in the sect's records!" a cultivator exclaimed in a low voice.

This place is undoubtedly the site of the Martial Saint's legacy.

The cultivators from the two major sects immediately sprang into action, searching the entire cave several times like combing through a fine-toothed comb.

However, the result was disappointing.

Got nothing.

They even used all their spiritual senses to search the cave, inside and out, and even deep within the rocks, repeatedly, but still found nothing.

There is absolutely no trace of tradition here.

Could it be that the so-called "inheritance of the Martial Saint" was a complete scam from beginning to end?

But where did Mu Yetong's portion of the inheritance come from?

The cultivators from the two major sects were unwilling to give up and continued their search.

"Ok?"

Lu Lin also looked around with the others.

But suddenly, the five types of blood energy within his body began to tremble slightly out of control!
The skull, the bones of both hands, the spine, and the right leg bone—these five areas where blood energy had been condensed—each emitted a faint, fleeting flash of crimson light.

If he hadn't used the "Abyss Concealment Technique" to suppress his breathing at full power, and if everyone's attention hadn't been focused on finding the inheritance, he probably would have been exposed immediately.

"What's going on? Why is the Blood Qi acting on its own, as if it's being pulled by some kind of force... and the source of this force is..."

Lu Lin's gaze suddenly focused on the towering stone statue of the Martial Saint.

This is the stone statue!

He approached slowly and stealthily, pretending to casually examine the statue, his fingertips seemingly unintentionally tracing its surface...

The moment his fingertips touched the stone statue, Lu Lin's body trembled almost imperceptibly!
A vast, invisible torrent of information surged through his fingertips into his mind, leaving a deep imprint on the depths of his consciousness!

"The Martial Arts Golden Body Forging Method... This, this is the complete 'Martial Saint' inheritance!"

Lu Lin was overwhelmed with shock, his heart pounding wildly.

So this is where the tradition truly lies!

Moreover, it was hidden inside the stone statue in such an unbelievable way!
But so many cultivators, including other martial artists, had carefully examined the stone statue before, so why did they find nothing? Only he…

Is it...

A flash of inspiration struck Lu Lin.

Legend has it that the Martial Saint cultivated a complete martial arts golden body based on five types of blood essence.

He himself possessed five different blood essences at this moment!
Perhaps the Martial Saint's original intention was to find a martial arts successor who had also embarked on five or more paths of blood energy to inherit his mantle.

That's why he resonated with the legacy within the stone statue!

That's for sure!

Lu Linqiang suppressed his excitement and quickly scanned his surroundings. Seeing that no one had noticed his unusual behavior, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The demonic beast army is attacking!"

Just then, a roar filled with panic and anger came from outside the cave.

"hateful!"

Frustrated, Tuoba Feng flicked his sleeve, and a powerful beam of demonic light shot out, instantly shattering the stone statue of the Martial Saint into pieces.

"let's go!"

He made a decisive move, waving his hand to lead the demonic cultivators outwards like a tidal wave.

The Sword Sect members did not dare to be negligent and followed closely behind.

Roar——!
Phew——!
As soon as the group rushed out of the cave, they heard earth-shattering roars of dragons and beasts, as well as the shrieks of birds, coming from deep within the Yanling Mountains.

The surging demonic aura, like dark clouds pressing down from above, swept in from all directions, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Countless demonic beasts were charging madly toward their location.

The leaders were none other than the two Xuanming Frost Dragons who had managed to escape by sheer luck!
Beside the dragon followed four fiery phoenixes.

Even more alarming, beside the phoenix, there were two black-striped white tigers exuding a murderous aura... The main force of the demon beast army had arrived!
(End of this chapter)