Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 477 - 285: The Site of True Lord Lei Yin’s Demise_2

Chapter 477: Chapter 285: The Site of True Lord Lei Yin’s Demise_2

This Island Master is definitely not an ordinary Loose Cultivator. Could it be a disguise of a Sect Disciple? Thinking of his own sect, where disciples would undergo trials in the Endless Sea, Zhao Lingpeng felt a flash of insight. If this Island Master possessed fifty or sixty Divine Skills, it would be normal for him to feel inferior. But to think that with only thirty-six, he could so easily suppress his own thirty-five Divine Skills... Such power from a Primordial Pill would place him among the elite, even within the Dao Yi Sect. How could he possibly be just a mere Loose Cultivator?

"You, who are you really!"

"If you are a Loose Cultivator and you kill me, our Dao Yi Sect will undoubtedly issue a sect-wide assassination order. Even if you’ve cultivated thirty-six Divine Skills, or even double that—seventy-two—our sect’s Inner Sect Senior Brother will still come to slay you!"

"Our Senior Brother has cultivated no less than eighty-one Divine Skills."

"His world-shattering Divine Skills ensure that even if you hide in the depths of the Endless Sea, your death is certain!"

"And if you are a Sect Disciple, killing me means you are violating the alliance among the Eight Great Sects. No matter which sect you hail from, you will be expelled!"

Zhao Lingpeng’s voice finally carried a trace of panic, yet he forced himself to appear calm, his tone threatening.

"So what."

The Three Holy Embryos within Jiang Shu’s body pulsed, absorbing and exhaling Yuan Qi. His immense spiritual power bore down, and a massive spiritual hand materialized, pressing onto Zhao Lingpeng’s head.

Zhao Lingpeng’s Divine Power Pill was suppressed.

The Primordial Power within his body roiled, thrown into disarray by Jiang Shu’s crushing blows.

The current Zhao Lingpeng was all bark and no bite; even Han Zhiqing would have stood a chance against him in a fierce battle.

Not to mention Jiang Shu, who had maintained a dominant position throughout.

Divine Skill—Kunpeng Swallowing Technique.

Completely overwhelmed, Zhao Lingpeng’s pupils dilated wide. He could only watch in horror as the spiritual power and Primordial Power within his body were swiftly devoured, as if drawn by an immense gravitational force.

In a mere quarter of an hour, his entire body shriveled.

His soul was left empty, a hollow void.

BOOM.

Severed limbs flew and exploded across the island.

Jiang Shu descended, landing before Han Zhiqing. "Did you see clearly? Now, you can talk, right?"

...

The Endless Sea drew countless Loose Cultivators primarily due to the various opportunities hidden within its spatial turbulence.

Han Zhiqing carefully navigated the treasure ship, her body trembling uncontrollably as she occasionally glanced at Jiang Shu, who sat cultivating inside with his eyes closed.

The more she cultivated, the more she understood just how terrifying Jiang Shu was. An Inner Sect Disciple of the Dao Yi Sect, despite employing every trick he knew, had been utterly crushed, suppressed by sheer force like an insignificant clown. Such methods were hardly characteristic of a Loose Cultivator from the sea. Could it really be as Zhao Lingpeng had guessed before his death, that this Island Master was actually a Sect Disciple?

Forcefully suppressing these thoughts, Han Zhiqing dared not dwell on them. At times like this, the more she knew, the closer to death she was.

"I have already made the Heavenly Dao oath. As long as you take me to the place where you found this Heavenly Rank Treasure fragment, and serve as my maidservant for a hundred years, I will not kill you."

Jiang Shu’s voice was indifferent. Before him floated Zhao Lingpeng’s luminescent Divine Power Pill.

The three Earth Rank Divine Powers within it were being refined one by one.

Ordinary Divine Skills no longer caught Jiang Shu’s eye. He now needed quality, not quantity, in his Divine Skills.

Upon reaching the Primordial Pill Realm, the sheer number of Divine Skills merely enhanced one’s combat strength within that realm.

What was more important were the means to transcend tribulations. Otherwise, regardless of how many Spiritual Grade Divine Powers one had, if one couldn’t condense the essence of Primordial Power or improve the strength of the body, there was still a possibility of perishing in the Wind Tribulation.

His ruthless display in killing Zhao Lingpeng had finally, thoroughly intimidated Han Zhiqing.

Bound by the Heavenly Dao Oath, Han Zhiqing finally revealed the opportunity she had stumbled upon.

A palm-sized sword fragment!

At that time, after using a Breaking Sky Talisman to tear through spatial turbulence, she had inadvertently arrived at an island near the edge of the Inner Circle.

Having just entered the Inner Core Realm, she hadn’t dared to venture deep. She had merely caught sight of the sword fragment on the island’s periphery. She had hurriedly stored it in her Storage Bag and departed in haste.

Subsequently, she continuously researched the sword fragment and eventually identified it.

The Great Thunder Sound Sword Formation, once wielded by True Man Leiyin!

Composed of eighty-one Treasures: nine Heavenly Rank Treasures and seventy-two Earth-grade Treasures.

When unleashed, the Sword Array’s might shook the heavens and the earth.

It had once slain a Transformed Demon within the Endless Sea.

Regrettably, because of this, during a major battle between the Human Clan and the Demon Race, it was pursued to a dead end by a peak Transformed Demon. There has been no news of it since.

Its life or death was unknown.

Even Nirvana Realm experts can fall. This shows that once war breaks out between the Human Clan and the Demon Race, everyone below the Nirvana Realm, whether they are in the Primordial Pill Realm or Furnace Fire Realm, is mere cannon fodder.

After completely assimilating one of the Earth Rank Divine Powers, Jiang Shu put away the Divine Power Pill. He adjusted his breathing, and the sword fragment Han Zhiqing had obtained appeared in his palm, seemingly of its own accord.

The Ten Thousand Treasures Cross-Integration Technique he obtained from True Man Duobao was not just a Body Refinement Divine Skill, but also a skill for appraising Treasures.

Therefore, he could clearly detect that this sword fragment definitely came from one of the nine Heavenly Rank Treasures.

Heavenly Rank Treasures, how precious! Even such a small fragment is worth as much as a typical Earth-grade Treasure. If True Monarch Leiyin really were still alive, how could he possibly allow a fragment of his Treasure to be lost like this? However, this was merely his speculation. The truth would only be revealed once he reached that region.

The speed of the treasure ship decreased steadily. The suspected resting place of True Monarch Leiyin seemed to be located almost within the Inner Circle of the Endless Sea.

A moment’s carelessness could lead to an encounter with a Transformed Demon.

At this point, even Jiang Shu halted his cultivation, his spiritual power constantly alert to any changes in their surroundings.

Periodically directing Han Zhiqing, Jiang Shu navigated them away from one potential crisis after another.

The closer they drew to the Inner Circle, the stronger the Inner Core Realm Demon Beasts became. Even the current Jiang Shu had to proceed with caution.

Time passed.

Finally, after half a month, the tension Han Zhiqing had been holding onto slowly eased.

Directly ahead, a familiar island came into view.

"Island Master... we’ve arrived." Han Zhiqing, who held some minor renown in Fuhai City of the Endless Sea, stood before the treasure ship. Her head was bowed, her voice quivered, and her hands traced a path from her slender waist down over her well-defined curves.

Her cheeks flushed red as she gracefully knelt, like a common handmaid from the mortal world.

"Just wait for me here. Be careful."

Transforming into a streak of light, Jiang Shu shot out and landed on the island, his spiritual power slowly unfurling.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly. A subtle sense of danger seemed to emanate from the unknown. If it’s an opportunity, then danger is destined to be a part of it. This small warning wouldn’t cause Jiang Shu to shrink back. Though it might be a minor danger to him, for Han Zhiqing, this could be a dire threat. Taking her deeper into the island would not only offer no benefits but might also hinder him. It’s better for her to wait here.

"Yes..."

Gazing at the island, Han Zhiqing bowed her head in acknowledgment. She was now Jiang Shu’s handmaiden, possessing no rights to speak of.

The only consolation was that after a hundred years, she could regain her freedom. Moreover, by following such a genius Island Master, who was presumably a Sect Disciple, perhaps she could obtain some fine Treasures, even aspire to advance further within the Primordial Pill Realm.

Harboring her own calculations, Han Zhiqing respectfully watched Jiang Shu venture deeper into the island.

Compared to the island Jiang Shu occupied, this one seemed to be under some kind of restriction. Even with his vast spiritual power, he could only probe several hundred meters around him.

The island’s periphery was barren, with only discarded ores piled haphazardly.

The deeper he ventured, the more numerous these discarded ores became.

Until, finally, a broken sword appeared before Jiang Shu.