Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 131 Atop Hundred Dynasties Mountain, the Western Xuan Invades!

"This kid's prestige is probably unmatched in the Dao Sect these days."

Qi Lei gazed at the white-clad figure surrounded by a crowd of admirers and couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Even Zhou Tong back then was probably not as good as him—"

"Although Zhou Tong was strong back then, he was too sharp and acted eccentrically, which made people both respect and fear him."

Xia Yan slowly began, "And Lan He, this kid, has Zhou Tong's sharpness, yet knows how to restrain himself, and what's even more commendable is his care for his fellow disciples—"

He paused, then said softly, "This is the kind of person who truly deserves everyone's support."

Zhu Shan nodded and said with a wry smile, "Now I just hope that if this kid becomes successful in the future, he will still remember us old folks."

Qi Lei glanced at him and said irritably, "If he doesn't remember what he just did, do you think you can stand here and talk?"

Zhu Shan choked for a moment, then grinned.

"That's true."

"By the way, where are Huanhuan and Xiaoxiao?"

Qi Lei suddenly remembered something and asked.

Everyone was slightly taken aback before realizing that the two sisters were nowhere to be seen in the lively scene just now.

"They're still at the bottom of the Dan River," Chen Zhen said, stroking his beard. "The Heavenly Phoenix Harp protected them and held out until the very end."

The words had barely left his mouth when, whoosh!

The surface of the Dan River suddenly split open, and two figures darted out one after the other, landing steadily on the riverbank.

It was Ying Xiaoxiao and Ying Huanhuan.

Ying Xiaoxiao still wore a plain dress, her aura was calm and restrained, and there was a faint surge of Yuan power around her, which showed that she had already reached the peak of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm!

They are only one step away from reaching the Life Profound Realm.

Ying Huanhuan, clutching the Heavenly Phoenix Harp, had a blush of excitement on her face. Her aura was far stronger than it had been half a month ago; she had clearly reached the peak of the Eighth Yuan Nirvana Realm!

"Sis, we're finally out!"

Ying Huanhuan took a deep breath, her face beaming with smiles. Her gaze shifted, landing on the white-clad figure not far away, and her eyes immediately lit up.

"Senior brother!"

She grabbed her zither and ran over, completely forgetting that she had been stuck at the bottom of the Dan River for half a month.

Ying Xiaoxiao shook her head and followed slowly.

Qi Lei watched the two sisters' figures and couldn't help but marvel: "One is at the peak of the ninth level, and the other is at the peak of the eighth level—this trip to Danhe has certainly brought them a lot of benefits."

Chen Zhen stroked his beard and laughed, "That kid Lan He's move just now certainly brought these disciples a lot of benefits. The two of them stayed at the bottom of the river for half a month, so their gains were naturally even greater."

Xia Yan nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Ying Huanhuan had already run up to Lan He, looking up at him with bright, sparkling eyes: "Senior brother! You've broken through!"

Looking at her like this, Lan He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You're not bad either. You're at the peak of the Eighth Yuan Nirvana Realm. Once you break through to the Ninth Yuan Nirvana Realm, you'll be considered a master in next year's sect competition."

The Sect Tournament is the grandest event jointly organized by the major super sects of the Eastern Xuan Region, and only disciples of each sect can participate. In a sense, it is a brutal trial, where fighting is not prohibited, and only victory or defeat matters.

Those who can enter the competition are basically disciples at the peak of the Seventh Nirvana Realm or above. In this competition, only those at the Ninth Nirvana Realm can be considered true masters, and as for those at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, they are already at the level of team leaders of various sects.

Originally, given the current generation of disciples in the Dao Sect, their chances of achieving good results in the sect competition were slim. However, Lan He's actions forced the Dao Sect to activate the Xuan Yuan Dan River, temporarily boosting the disciples' strength.

Upon hearing this, Ying Huanhuan blinked, then suddenly leaned closer: "And what about you, Senior Brother? You've reached the Life Profound Realm! Won't you be able to utterly defeat them then?"

Lan He smiled but didn't reply.

If he's not mistaken, the sect competition shouldn't start for another year. At his current cultivation pace, he might already be at the peak of the Life Profound Realm, or even have broken through to the Death Profound Realm by then.

What's the point of bullying a bunch of Nirvana Realm cultivators?

If anyone's going to bully someone, it'll be those old fogies, the leaders of the eight departments of the Yuan Sect.

Just then, thump thump!

A deep, resonant bell suddenly rang out from the summit of Dao Peak, echoing throughout the entire Dao Sect.

That was the bell signaling the sect leader's summons.

Everyone was startled and looked up in the direction of Dao Peak.

Lan He's eyes flickered slightly, and he had a vague guess in his heart.

"The sect leader summons me; I'll go now."

He said something to Huanhuan, and with a swift movement, he transformed into a streak of light and sped towards Daofeng.

Daofeng, the main hall for deliberation.

Ying Xuanzi sat upright on the high seat, his expression solemn. The four hall masters had arrived earlier: Qi Lei, the hall master of the Heaven Hall; Xia Yan, the hall master of the Earth Hall; Zhu Shan, the hall master of the Flood Hall; and Chen Zhen, the hall master of the Desolate Hall. They sat on either side, their expressions equally serious.

Lan He stepped into the main hall and bowed slightly: "Sect Leader".

Ying Xuanzi nodded, gesturing for him to sit down.

After Lan He was seated, Ying Xuanzi slowly spoke, his voice low and deep: "The Hundred Dynasties War has ended, but an unexpected event has occurred at the ancient battlefield where Hundred Dynasties Mountain is located."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the four palace masters slightly hardened.

Lan He raised an eyebrow slightly, waiting for what would happen next.

Ying Xuanzi continued, "These past few days, that place should have been closed after the final battle of the Nirvana Golden List, but now there have been unusual developments. According to reports from scouts stationed at the front, the entire battlefield is shrouded in an array diagram, which is suspected to be the Heaven-Sealing Array of the Western Xuan Region."

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He paused, his expression growing increasingly grave, and said in a deep voice, "The Western Xuan Region has been coveting the Ancient Battlefield for quite some time now. I've already sent a message to the Enlightenment Vice Hall Master of Hundred Dynasty Mountain, but I haven't received a reply yet. Something must have happened."

"The major sects have decided to join forces and send powerful experts to provide support. Our Dao Sect also needs to send someone over."

"For this operation, each faction needs to send at least one person at the Life Profound Realm to lead the team. Who from your faction will go?"

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Lan He's eyes.

Calculating the time, it has been half a year since he joined the Dao Sect. From the initial Seven Yuan Nirvana Realm to now reaching the peak of the Lesser Completion of the Life Profound Realm, it has only been half a year.

When he left Baichao Mountain, there were exactly six months left before the end of the Baichao War.

At this point in time, the Western Xuan Region is taking advantage of the factions' laxity to begin using the Heaven-Sealing Array Diagram and prepare to relocate the ancient battlefield.

Lan He's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already made up his mind. He then slowly stood up, clasped his hands slightly towards Ying Xuanzi, and said calmly, "Sect Leader, this disciple is willing to go."

A slight silence fell over the hall.

Qi Lei frowned slightly: "You've only just broken through to the Life Profound Realm, and your realm isn't fully stable yet—"

"Precisely because you've just broken through, you need even more real-world experience," Lan He interrupted him, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Besides, I'm familiar with Baichao Mountain."

He paused, his gaze calm: "When I left, Senior Wudao took good care of me. Now that he is in trouble, it is my duty to go to him."

Ying Xuanzi stared at him for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Alright."

He stood up, his eyes showing a hint of approval: "Then you will lead the team, and select a few personal disciples from each hall to go with you."

"There is another mission on this trip: to enhance the prestige of our Dao Sect and safely bring back the disciples recruited during the Hundred Dynasties War."

Lan He nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Although he felt that with his current strength, he didn't need many people to assist him, tasks such as treating the wounded and escorting his disciples to safety did require manpower.

at the same time.

Ancient battlefield, atop Baichao Mountain.

High in the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and violent fluctuations of Yuan energy swept out like raging waves. The elders and deacons of various sects were fiercely fighting against the powerful figures of the Western Xuan Region, but they were firmly suppressed by the Heaven-Sealing Array Diagram that covered the heavens and earth, and could not break free.

The array diagram shifted and emitted an eerie light, sealing off the entire sky like an iron barrel. Although the elders tried their best, they could only barely hold their own against it and had no way to protect the disciples below.

At the summit of Baichao Mountain, dozens of young figures gathered in a disheveled state.

They were geniuses from various dynasties who had emerged from the Hundred Dynasties War. They should have joined their respective factions after the Nirvana Golden List Battle, but now they had become trapped prey.

In the sky, dozens of figures from the Western Xuan Region swaggered and hovered in mid-air, stopping some distance from the mountaintop. They looked down at the crowd below, who resembled ants, their eyes filled with amusement and disdain.

"So these are the geniuses from the major dynasties of the Eastern Xuan Region? They don't seem to have anything particularly unique about them."

The young man at the head of the group, whose face was somewhat effeminate, spoke with a smile. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears. He casually surveyed the crowd below, as if examining a group of lambs to the slaughter.

"Haha, when we move this space to the Western Xuan Region, these so-called geniuses will probably become prisoners!"

A man next to him laughed loudly, his eyes filled with greed.

"By then, each and every one of them will be top-quality Danu!"

"Ha ha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted in the sky, the arrogant laughter piercing the hearts of every young cultivator in the Eastern Xuan Region like a sharp blade.

Below, countless people clenched their fists, gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with anger and resentment. But they all knew that with their current strength, charging forward would only lead to their deaths.

Just then, Zheng!

A sharp sword cry suddenly resounded across the mountain peak.

Everyone was stunned. A black heavy sword, like a black lightning bolt, carrying a world-destroying force, slammed down on the effeminate figure in the sky.

The effeminate man's expression changed drastically. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

boom!

The black greatsword slammed into his chest, the terrifying force knocking him from the air, where he crashed heavily onto the rocks, raising clouds of dust.

"Who goes there!"

The dozens of figures in the sky all changed color and shouted sharply.

A figure slowly emerged from the mountaintop.

He stood tall and straight, his face cold and stern, radiating a sharp sword intent. The black heavy sword had flown back into his hand, which he held with one hand, its tip pointing diagonally at the crowd.

"Sword Dynasty, Chen Nan!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling killing intent.

"The Sword Dynasty? So it's a genius from a subordinate dynasty of the Sword Sect. Impressive cultivation and swordsmanship—"

From the crowd, a man dressed in a dark red robe stepped forward and spoke with a smile. His smile seemed kind, but his eyes concealed a hint of malice.

"However—" he changed the subject, speaking slowly and deliberately, "do you know who you injured?"

Chen Nan stared at him coldly, without replying.

The man in red robes wasn't annoyed and continued, "That's the only son of an elder from the Blood Demon Sect in the Western Xuan Region. Your sword strike has probably brought you a lot of trouble."

Before he could finish speaking, a burly man behind him impatiently said, "Brother Cao Yu, why waste time talking to them? The lords are sealing this battlefield. As long as we cripple these brats, no one can interfere with our grand plan!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yu smiled and waved his hand, his gaze sweeping playfully over the group on the mountaintop before finally settling on Chen Nan.

"Cripple them? That's easy. But I'd like to see how many of these so-called geniuses from the Eastern Xuan Region can step forward."

As soon as the words were spoken, several more figures stepped out from the mountaintop.

Lan Ying, dressed in a green robe, had a cold expression and a surging aura around her, clearly indicating that she was at the Sixth Stage of Nirvana. Behind her, Qing Feng followed closely, also at the Sixth Stage of Nirvana.

Following the two of them, Ji Shan of the Great Wilderness Dynasty, Mo Leng of the Divine Dynasty, Fu Ling of the Talisman Dynasty, and others also stepped forward one after another, all of them being at the peak of the Fifth Element Nirvana Realm.

Everyone stood together beside Chen Nan, facing the sky.

Lan Ying raised her eyes, coldly looked at Cao Yu, and said indifferently, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste so much time talking? We're both at the Sixth Stage Nirvana Realm, are you afraid of us?"

"The Six-Yuan Nirvana Realm?"

In the sky, Cao Yu chuckled lightly, his eyes full of mockery. He casually adjusted his cuffs, his tone flippant: "If this operation hadn't been restricted, and if those of us here weren't the strongest, you so-called dynasty geniuses wouldn't even have the right to stand before me and speak."

The people from the Western Xuan Region behind him immediately burst into laughter.

"Brother Cao Yu, why waste words with them? Let's fight first!"

"Exactly! Let them see what a real genius is!"

Cao Yu's lips curled slightly, and he waved his hand, saying, "Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures shot out from behind him, like a pack of wolves pouncing on their prey, and swooped down towards the mountain peak.

Lan Ying's eyes turned cold, and she was the first to meet them.

Qingfeng followed closely behind, his body shimmering with azure light.

Ji Shan roared, clenching his fists as he faced a cultivator from the Western Xuan Region. Mo Leng waved his sleeve, and countless puppets shot out, swarming towards the opponent. Fu Ling's fingertips flashed with runes, and attacks roared forth.

Chen Nan locked his gaze on Cao Yu, and with a swift movement, his black heavy sword aimed straight for the opponent's throat.

Cao Yu sneered, and with a wave of his hand, black light surged as he engaged Chen Nan in battle.

In a secluded corner not far from the mountaintop, three figures were quietly observing the chaotic battle.

The leader was tall and handsome, and it was Lin Dong.

Beside him stood a man in purple robes, his hands clasped behind his back. His handsome features were almost otherworldly, and his narrow eyes held a hint of amusement. It was Little Sable, who had regained his physical form.

On the other side was a burly man, as tall as an iron tower, with broad shoulders and a fierce aura; it was Xiao Yan.

"Tsk tsk, they've started fighting."

Little Marten squinted, looking on with amusement, a smile playing on his lips: "Cao Yu is at the peak of the Six Yuan Nirvana Realm. Chen Nan is also at the Six Yuan level, but he's a step behind. I'm afraid he won't last long."

Lin Dong nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Chen Nan.

He knew a thing or two about Chen Nan.

It is said that half a year ago, Chen Nan was defeated by Lan He, the legendary figure of a hundred dynasties and now a renowned butcher.

Although he was defeated, being able to fight against such a figure proves his strength in itself. After all, that person was a ruthless individual who slaughtered mountains of corpses and seas of blood during the Hundred Dynasties War, and later even went so far as to rebel against the Yuan Sect's steward.

To survive under his command and even make breakthroughs, Chen Nan is no ordinary person.

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