Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Qiu Mo led the way, and Ye Wushuang followed. Half a day later, the two arrived at a great mountain.

Even before they drew near, Ye Wushuang could feel a vast, heavy aura pressing down. As a result, not a single beast’s shadow or bird’s cry could be found for thousands of miles in any direction.

Ye Wushuang’s brow was heavy as he strode into the mountains. Inside, there were no verdant pines or towering Ancient Trees—only rocks and wild grass, a desolate scene stretching as far as the eye could see.

This great mountain was none other than the Desolate Mountain!

The deeper they ventured into the mountain, the heavier the mysterious aura became, weighing on their shoulders like a great peak. It took Ye Wushuang and Qiu Mo a full hour to cover a mere thousand meters.

Then, an ancient temple came into view.

The ancient temple was situated in the center of the Desolate Mountain. It stood over a hundred feet tall, magnificent and imposing. Mysterious light radiated from it, making it look like a Divine Temple from Ancient Times—mysterious and grand!

The ancient temple was only two hundred meters away from Ye Wushuang and Qiu Mo, but the two of them didn’t walk any closer. Instead, they stood on a large rock, observing from a distance.

At that moment, a crowd was stirring in front of the Divine Temple. All eyes were fixed on the mysterious main gate before them, which pulsed with a blazing light!

Among the crowd were many people Ye Wushuang recognized, such as Bing Yan, Lan Zhe, and Luo Yunjiao. Murong Ye and Bai Han were also there.

What weighed on Ye Wushuang’s heart even more was that even experts from the Feather Race had come, including the silver-robed elder he had encountered before.

These people either held grudges against Ye Wushuang or wanted him dead for their own purposes. They had been hunting him for a long time, and if the Divine Temple hadn’t emerged, they likely would have continued to do so.

”Hahaha, kid, weren’t you looking for an Enlightenment Land? The Divine Temple right in front of you is a great spot.” The Dragon Cat’s voice echoed from within the Chaos Space.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s face showed no sign of joy, only immense gravity. He believed that the moment he revealed himself, he would immediately become a target for attack.

’But giving up a chance to change my destiny? Absolutely not!’

’Enlightenment Land!’ Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed. He silently repeated the two words, his gaze shifting as he tried to think of a plan.

”Wushuang, Yuan Chong is here too,” Qiu Mo suddenly warned from beside him. He had also heard about how Ye Wushuang had crippled Yuan Mei, which was why Yuan Chong had pursued him all the way to the Endless Wilderness, intent on taking his life.

’Yuan Chong!’

Ye Wushuang’s gaze darkened. He looked in the direction Qiu Mo indicated, and a young man came into view. He had an upright posture and an imposing air. This was Yuan Mei’s older brother, Yuan Chong!

’And him!’

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang’s gaze shifted. There was another young man cradling a sword, his hair dancing at his temples, looking elegant and unrestrained.

This was Jian Bufan, whom Ye Wushuang had met once at the Ancient Spirit Sect. He was here too!

”The Divine Temple’s appearance is a great opportunity for us all! Everyone, let’s attack together and break its defenses!” After a long period of silence, a young man couldn’t help but shout.

This young man wore a black cloak, and a mass of Demonic Light churned above his head, emitting a bone-chillingly cold aura.

His eyes were like those of a beast—unnatural and crimson—as he stared fixedly at a great door behind the Divine Temple’s nine mottled, sky-pillar-like stone columns.

This gate was the very entrance to the Divine Temple, just as mottled and ancient, yet exuding an air of mystery and the unknown.

The Divine Temple was a peculiar place from Ancient Times. It might hold powerful Cultivation Techniques, numerous Spiritual Talent Celestial Treasures, or even Divine Soldiers.

Obtaining even one of these items would be a monumental opportunity, enough to make anyone’s eyes turn red with greed.

As soon as the demonic-looking young man finished speaking, a young man from the Feather Race’s camp also spoke up, ”Moo Li, I agree. Let’s break the defenses together. Any opportunities found will be up for grabs.”

”We agree as well.”

The others also spoke up one after another, their voices deafening.

Their gazes locked onto the Divine Temple, a sharp glint slowly emerging in their eyes. As if by a silent, mutual understanding, they all unleashed their techniques at once. Terrifying beams of energy erupted forth, tearing through the void to bombard the Divine Temple.

BOOM! RUMBLE!

Instantly, the Divine Temple erupted with blinding light, its surface rippling from the impact. Like an immortal temple that had stood for ten thousand ages, weathering the endless storms of time, it remained just as magnificent and vast!

”Again!”

The crowd knew a single strike wouldn’t be enough. With a fierce light flashing in their eyes, they roared again, unleashing the terrifying auras from within their bodies. At once, the very air above the Desolate Mountain seemed to churn as rocks shattered and wild grass turned to dust!

’These people’s strength... it’s incredible!’

As Ye Wushuang watched, his heart grew heavy. He swept his Divine Sense over the crowd and discovered that not a single person’s Cultivation was below the Qi Vortex Sixth Layer.

’And some of them, like Jian Bufan, that demonic-looking youth, and the young man from the Feather Race, are at least in the True Essence Realm. Their auras are terrifying!’

”They are indeed very strong!” Qiu Mo’s expression was also grave as he watched. He then added, ”But they aren’t the strongest!”

”Not the strongest?” Ye Wushuang’s pupils suddenly contracted. He turned to look at Qiu Mo. He really knew very little about the younger generation.

Qiu Mo said, ”These people are, at best, the genius Disciples from the Major Influences. However, they are not the strongest Disciples within their Sects!”

”The strongest?” A sharp light flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he pressed, ”What are the strongest Disciples?”

”The strongest Disciples are no older than thirty, have a Spiritual Talent of at least twelve Qi Vortexes, a Cultivation that has reached the True Essence Realm, unparalleled Combat Power, the ability to defeat stronger opponents, and heaven-defying techniques!” Qiu Mo replied.

These few short sentences left Ye Wushuang deeply shaken.

Someone like Jian Bufan, with his twelve Qi Vortexes and True Essence Realm Cultivation, was already terrifyingly powerful. But it seemed he was only considered a ’genius Disciple.’ ’Then just how horrifying are these ”strongest Disciples”?’

’It seems I’ve been a frog in a well, seeing only a tiny corner of the world. The future is sure to be exciting!’ Ye Wushuang’s eyes gleamed sharply. Genius Disciples, the strongest Disciples—these were all his new goals.

BOOM!

BOOM! RUMBLE!

As the crowd continued their relentless assault, the protective barrier gradually dimmed.

Then, after the final wave of attacks, ripples suddenly spread out from around the Divine Temple. A mysterious radiance shot into the sky, and a terrifying shockwave billowed out from within.

”Fall back!”

The crowd hurriedly activated their defenses to protect themselves and flashed backward. Many of them couldn’t react in time and were sent flying by the shockwave, spitting torrents of blood.

”It’s broken!”

Seeing the Divine Light disperse, the crowd was ecstatic. With eyes red with greed, they charged toward the Divine Temple.

Ye Wushuang’s fists clenched as he prepared to make his move. ’At a time like this, almost no one will be paying attention to me. As long as I’m fast enough, I can make it into the Divine Temple.’

However, the moment this thought occurred to Ye Wushuang, the Divine Temple suddenly underwent a strange transformation. The Divine Light in the sky above began to churn, abruptly revealing a bizarre image.

”What’s happening?”

”Why is this happening?”

The people who had been knocked back roared in frustration.

”Everyone, look at the sky!” a young man suddenly shouted, pointing a finger at the image overhead.

Within the image, a blurry yet towering figure emerged from the depths of the starry cosmos. A blood-red light swirled around him, with countless crimson rays piercing through the heavens in all directions. He crossed a hundred thousand li in a single step, and beneath his feet, the cosmos itself was annihilated, leaving behind mountains of corpses and seas of blood!