Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Nascent Soul Old Fiends Gather
Zhu Qing asked nervously: “Saint?”

She looked at the cult leader, who had suddenly raised his hand to cut her off, and felt very uneasy inside.

She thought: [Does the cult leader think I am useless and does not want to hear me talk anymore?]

She hesitated over whether to defend herself, but then she saw the cult leader suddenly stand up. His face twisted, and the muscles of his features started to tremble.

Zhu Qing was startled and quickly bent forward to apologize: “Cult leader, please calm your anger, cult leader…”

The cult leader suddenly burst into wild laughter and said: “Hahaha! Zhu Qing, you have done very well. If you had not sent a message and summoned me here, how would I have run into the chance of the Divine Dragon being born? Once I seize this opportunity, I will definitely reward you heavily!”

Before he finished speaking, the cult leader’s voice abruptly vanished from in front of Zhu Qing, leaving her standing there in confusion.

It was not only the Sect Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Sect, who was tens of thousands of miles away. Most of the cultivators within a range of several thousand li had heard the dragon roar from Chaozong Gorge.

After a brief panic, everyone rushed toward Chaozong Gorge at the same time, making the area lively and chaotic.

The cultivators who lived in Boran City were the closest and arrived at Chaozong Gorge first.

In the past, they could move freely within Chaozong Gorge with no obstacles. But this time, as soon as they stepped into the area of Chaozong Gorge, a huge pressure fell from the sky.

Many people were caught off guard and collapsed to the ground, lying flat with all four limbs.

The rest learned from their mistake. They raised Spirit Power shields as they moved forward slowly.

However, it did not take long before they felt the squeezing force coming from all directions grow stronger and stronger. Their bones creaked, and their bodies swayed as if they might fall at any time.

They had no choice but to stop walking and could only watch unwillingly as others around them kept inching forward.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Suddenly, several piercing sounds broke through the air.

A few dark figures flashed past above their heads.

Someone saw their faces clearly and cried out in shock: “That hook-nosed old man just now, was that Elder Oblivion? Wasn’t he supposed to be dead?”

Another person shouted: “It’s not just Elder Oblivion! I just saw the One-armed Blade King. She is here too!”

Someone else called out: “Xue Tong Zi is also here!”

Another cultivator exclaimed: “Wow, so there were actually so many Nascent Soul Old Fiends hiding near our Boran City! Truly, real masters never show themselves!”

Xue Tong Zi was speeding through the air overhead. When he heard their chatter, deep mockery flashed across his pale, childlike face.

Those low-level ants naturally could not track their movements. But the Nascent Soul Old Fiends were very clear about each other’s existence.

They all followed the rule of minding their own business and not interfering with one another. If Chaozong Gorge had not shown unusual changes, they probably would never have had a chance to meet like this.

Xue Tong Zi glanced sideways at the few Nascent Soul Old Fiends around him, then fixed his gaze on a one-armed young woman not far in front of him and ground his teeth in secret.

The other Old Fiends were not worth worrying about. Only the One-armed Blade Wielder was his true rival and the person most likely to fight him for this opportunity. He could not afford to ignore her.

As they drew closer to the core of Chaozong Gorge, their flying speed slowly dropped. In the end, to bring out their full speed under the pressure, they stopped flying and switched to moving on foot, charging toward the center with all their strength.

After a short while, they walked out of the forest and stepped into an open area, where they saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

On the wide, flat ground lay countless demonic beasts. They were piled layer upon layer, like an endless mountain range of fur and flesh, rising and falling in uneven waves.

Among them were several huge demonic beasts with fierce auras. They were kneeling on the ground in a reverent posture, as if they were welcoming the return of their king.

Xue Tong Zi and the others did not feel happy at all. Instead, their hearts filled with a strong sense of fear.

A presence that could make even Nascent Soul demonic beasts willingly crouch and submit was not something a few self-styled Nascent Soul Old Fiend cultivators like them could compare to.

They were greedy, but they were not stupid.

Their lifelong wish was long life, not running headfirst toward death.

Their first instinct was to retreat and leave.

But just as they were about to withdraw, Xue Tong Zi suddenly noticed that, among the many demonic beasts, there were actually two young women still standing.

Looking more closely, he realized that both of their cultivation levels were also at the Nascent Soul stage.

Xue Tong Zi stopped in his tracks.

If no cultivator had dared remain in Chaozong Gorge, Xue Tong Zi might not have had any extra thoughts. But when he was about to leave and saw that others were still staying, he suddenly could not move his legs.

Wealth is found in danger.

Opportunity is the same way.

Especially at his current stage, when his cultivation level had hit a bottleneck and his lifespan was nearing its end, ordinary chances were useless to him.

If he wanted to break through his shackles, he had to take a risky path.

In the space of a single breath, he weighed the pros and cons and changed his mind.

He decided to stay.

Xue Tong Zi had entered and moved with the other Nascent Soul Old Fiends. When he stopped, the others also halted and stood where they were.

They did not speak, but the looks they exchanged were very meaningful.

The hook-nosed Elder Oblivion let out a strange laugh and said: “It is rare for everyone to gather like this. I am very pleased. But Zhang One Blade, you only have one arm now. I think you should not join this fun.”

The One-armed Blade King was a heroic-looking middle-aged young woman. Her right arm was missing, and on her back she carried a huge saber almost as wide as she was.

Her surname really was Zhang, but she was not actually named Zhang One Blade. Her real name was Zhang Yi Fan.

By relying on her fierce and overbearing saber techniques and her daring, relentless style, she had earned quite a bit of fame. People began to call her Zhang One Blade.

Later, during a fight, her saber arm was chopped off. Everyone thought Zhang Yi Fan would fade away after that. But five years later, Zhang Yi Fan came back with her huge saber and even broke through her old realm in one go, stepping into the Nascent Soul stage.

From then on, fewer people called her Zhang Yi Fan. Most people respectfully called her the One-armed Blade King.

Only Elder Oblivion, who was the same kind of Nascent Soul Old Fiend as she was, still called her by her old nickname.

Zhang Yi Fan laughed heartily and said: “Even someone who claimed he would not come out of closed-door cultivation until he broke through has shown up. How could I possibly miss such a grand event?”

Elder Oblivion’s old face instantly darkened.

The phrase “no going out without a breakthrough” was exactly what he had declared before entering closed-door cultivation.

Now he had come out without breaking through, which was no different from slapping his own face.

The others did not butt in. They all folded their arms and watched the show from the side.

Elder Oblivion wanted to get angry, but after thinking about their relative strength, he decided he did not want trouble.

For some reason, a wrong idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and he turned his hostility toward Yu Zhao and Long Fei Fei, who were standing off to the side.

Elder Oblivion said: “All of us here are old friends. No matter who gets the opportunity, it will be based on their own ability. But if we let some junior disciples snatch it away, I will be the first one who refuses to accept it!”

Xue Tong Zi and the others understood at once what he meant.

Someone asked: “You are saying…”

Elder Oblivion snorted and said: “Hmph, before the opportunity fully appears, we should first drive those two little brats away. Or we could let them stay too, that is also an option…”

A cold killing intent flashed in Elder Oblivion’s eyes.

A loud, scolding voice rang out: “Old man, your face is ugly, and your heart and guts are uglier! If you want to kill and steal treasures, just say it outright. Why beat around the bush and act like you are something special? At your age, instead of working hard on your cultivation, you still stir up trouble every day! No wonder at such an old age you still only know how to bully the weak! You are nothing but a useless old piece of trash!”