Chapter 68 - Attaining Breakthrough and Fighting a Primal Core Cultivator!

The old Sword King sacrificed his own life to kill the two dukes and broke the Five Elements Sky-Sealing Formation that trapped the Thousand Autumn Valley, so as to buy some time for the Thousand Autumn Valley.

The First Elder, Lei Shao, temporarily assumed the position of the Sect Master and directed all the disciples of the Thousand Autumn Valley to split up into small groups. They would all disguise themselves and either go deep into Mount Canglan or retreat to other places in Xuanwu Kingdom.

“Master must have thought of this day a long time ago.”

The sun rose and set.

On the seventh day after the event, when the sun slowly rose above the horizon, Liu Chuanyuan and Lei Shao stood side by side with their bodies covered in blood. They stood in front of the entrance of the Thousand Autumn Valley, guarding against the experts who had not left.

During this period of time, those Dao Platform Realm Champions had launched a few attacks, but in the end, they were all driven off by the two of them.

After the series of battles, the two of them also suffered fairly serious injuries, but they felt more and more relaxed, as if an invisible burden was constantly being removed from them.

“The longer we drag this out, the more prepared the enemy will be, and the slimmer our chances of survival.”

Lei Shao sighed with a face full of emotion. The grief in his eyes had not lessened. “If we follow our original plan, the final outcome is that we will be wiped out by the enemy in one fell swoop.”

“Fortunately, we have relocated most of the people.”

The two of them reached for the swords at their waists at the same time, then retracted their hands at the same time.

After two days of intense fighting, their swords had long been damaged, and only half of their hilts were left.

“I think that person is about to arrive.”

Lei Shao shook his head vigorously. He casually picked up an iron sword from the ground and casually twirled it. Suddenly, his gaze fell on Liu Chuanyuan.

“Sissy, this might be our last battle. That issue… Are you really not going to consider it?”

“You mean…”

Liu Chuanyuan, who had also picked up a long sword, looked slightly stunned when he heard this. Then, his handsome face darkened. “Get lost, get lost, get lost! Don’t even think about that kind of thing! It’s enough for me to do it once in my life. If I have to do it again, you might as well let me fight the Primal Core cultivator now!”

Lei Shao sighed, as if he was still unwilling to give up. “Look, Master has also mentioned that my Dao heart is flawed. If you’d just sacrifice a little, I might be able to complete it and obtain a new…”

“Get lost.”

“Can’t you consider it…”

“Get lost. Don’t make me say it again…”

Boom—

At this moment, the two of them sensed something and looked towards the end of the sky.

The sun had just risen. The bright light slowly and firmly swept away the darkness, as if covering the ground with a bright gauze.

However, Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan could clearly feel that the light from the morning sun seemed to suddenly flicker weakly.

After that, a figure in a straw raincoat appeared. There was no earth-shattering aura or soul-stirring pressure. If he stood on the street, people would think that he was an ordinary old man.

However, he just suddenly appeared.

If the world in front of him was compared to a painting, then the old man in the straw raincoat just suddenly squeezed himself into this vast painting.

And in an instant… he became the center of the entire world!

“The Thousand Autumn Valley… Time for it to be destroyed.”

The old man in the straw raincoat spoke hoarsely without any emotion in his voice.

With every step he took, he could cross more than a hundred feet. It was as if he had the ability to shrink distances. In the blink of an eye, he arrived right above the Thousand Autumn Valley.

The old man’s gaze swept past the two men below, then the empty mountain gate of the Thousand Autumn Valley. A trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in his eyes.

Lei Shao and Lu Chuanyuan froze. They wanted to draw their swords, but they were horrified to find that they seemed to have turned into clay sculptures. They were frozen in place, unable to even draw their swords at the other party!

This was the might of the Primal Core Realm and the strongest force that had served to maintain the fortune and destiny of the Xuanwu Kingdom!

“Do you think you can escape like this?”

The old man in the straw raincoat sneered and the disdain in his eyes intensified. “You may escape from the Thousand Autumn Valley, but can you escape from Mount Canglan? All you people with your insignificant cultivations, how far can you escape?”

“No matter how far you run… can you leave Xuanwu Kingdom?”

He shook his head calmly and stepped down from midair to the ground. He shook his head regretfully. “I really didn’t expect that the Sword King of a generation would die just like that. Moreover, he died so cowardly. It’s really a pity.”

He did not seem to lament the loss of the two dukes at all. There was only undisguised mockery in his words.

“Back then, so what if you had defeated me for a while? Now, you’ve turned into a pile of yellow soil, while I’ve become the strongest person in the world!”

The two men were shocked.

So this Primal Core Realm cultivator from the Xuanwu Kingdom was actually from the same generation as the old Sect Master, and the old Sect Master had even outranked him before!

However, their final circumstances were worlds apart!

The old man in the straw raincoat had the support of an entire kingdom, while the old Sect Master was tied down by the Thousand Autumn Valley. After 120 years, the differences between the two of them had finally boiled down to the difference between being alive and dead.

“And now, I can destroy your sect bit by bit, seize the inheritance of the Thousand Autumn Valley, and destroy everything you want to protect… and you can’t do anything about it.”

“You can try.”

The moment the old man in the straw raincoat raised his hand, a calm voice suddenly came from the depths of the Thousand Autumn Valley.

In an instant, Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan felt the pressure on their bodies lighten. Both of them looked towards the source of the voice in surprise. It was coming from the direction of the Qionghua Courtyard. At this moment, the door to the courtyard opened quietly, and a white-robed young man with a calm expression walked out.

“Fellow practitioner Feng!”

Seeing Feng Xia making an appearance, the two of them thought of something at the same time and could not help but look happy.

“Fellow practitioner Feng?”

The old man in the straw raincoat was slightly stunned. Then, he shook his head and laughed. “Ji Qixi, oh Ji Qixi, your two disciples are both out-and-out trash. They actually called a little boy who has not even activated his Mystical Wheel a fellow practitioner?”

In the face of the old man’s ridicule, Feng Xia was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, “Mo Yuanlong, have you already forgotten that your incarnation was destroyed by me?”

The old man in the straw raincoat, Mo Yuanlong, stared at Feng Xia in disbelief. “…It’s you!”

As soon as Feng Xia spoke, he immediately realized that the young man in front of him was the main culprit who had destroyed his decades of hard work in the Thousand Autumn Bell!

“So it’s you! I thought you had already escaped. I didn’t expect you to stay behind to die. And I definitely didn’t expect you to not even be at the Inception Realm…”

Mo Yuanlong suddenly laughed wildly and raised his hand to capture Feng Xia. At the same time, Feng Xia took a step forward.

Kaboom—

A dark and obscure Mystical Wheel suddenly took shape behind Feng Xia’s head, making his aura rise to another level!

“You’ve activated your Mystical Wheel? Even if you’re in the Inception Realm, you’ll still have to die!”

“Mo Yuanlong, open your eyes and take a good look at my cultivation level!”

Almost as soon as Feng Xia spoke, he had already taken seven steps forward.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

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There were seven loud bangs in a row. Eight dark and obscure Mystical Wheels rose behind Feng Xia’s head, and his aura was now surging like a volcano!

The eighth level of the Inception Realm!

“You…”

The old man in the straw raincoat raised his eyebrows.

In just eight steps, the young man had gone from an ordinary person without a Mystical Wheel to an expert at the eighth level of the Inception Realm. He had never heard of such an unbelievable thing!

“I see. Looks like you have a secret too. Perhaps you’re the one who took Chao Haisheng’s inheritance!”

Mo Yuanlong’s voice went cold, and the imposing aura of the Primal Core Realm exploded with a bang. He did not hold back in the slightest, manipulating all the spiritual energy of the world to surge madly towards that young man with the intention to kill him on the spot!

“What a pity. Not to mention it’s just the eighth level of the Inception Realm , even if it’s the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm…”

Clang, clang, clang—

A melodious and ancient ringing sound came from the depths of the Thousand Autumn Valley. Immediately after, eight small bells filled with spiritual light flew over and landed in the Mystical Wheels behind Feng Xia’s head.

Every time a small bell with spiritual light landed, Feng Xia’s cultivation aura would increase by leaps and bounds!

“Eighth level of the Divine Power Realm! Those eight bells are actually eight divine powers?!”

Mo Yuanlong’s expression finally changed.

Just as he was in a daze, Feng Xia’s surging blood essence erupted. Golden Dao Platforms that were filled with indescribable wonder appeared one after another!

In an instant, the white-robed young man had already arrived in front of Mo Yuanlong.

He opened his mouth and spat out the shadow of a pill. It landed in the center of the eight Dao Platforms like it was the only chess piece of heavenly origin on the chessboard!

“Mo Yuanlong, I’ll kill you… with one move!”

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