Chapter 525

Chapter 525: You Are the Cultivation World’s Sinner!
By the time Yu Zhao had gone around to every courtyard where the Seniors lived, Ancestor Sui Bian could no longer laugh.

Ancestor Sui Bian thought sourly: if Yu Zhao were not his own junior, his eyes would probably be red with jealousy by now.

His earlier plan had been completely unnecessary.

He had no idea if those old fellows had just been lonely for too long, but when they saw Yu Zhao, it was like seeing their own granddaughter. They stuffed every good thing into her arms, and no one could stop them.

Each one of them also looked like they wanted to pull Yu Zhao down to sit for a heart to heart talk and even wanted to chase him away.

Thankfully he was clever. He brought up the other old fellows to change their minds, or he might have almost lost Yu Zhao on this one trip out.

After they left the last courtyard, Ancestor Sui Bian asked: “Yu Zhao, you have already paid respects to all the elders. What are your plans now?”

When they mentioned serious matters, Ancestor Sui Bian put away the gloom on his face.

Yu Zhao answered seriously: “Ancestor, I plan to go into Closed-Door Cultivation for a period of time.”

Ancestor Sui Bian asked in detail: “Tell me your plans carefully.”

Yu Zhao laid things out: “I must take part in the Daqian Alliance’s selection. Before that, I have to raise the strength of this body as fast as possible and be sure to switch back to my main body before the selection begins. So during this time, I will need to trouble you to pay more attention to news from the outside world, and please also look after Elder Qun Fang’s side for me.”

Yu Zhao had already spent last night planning her next steps.

She had almost finished preparing the Starry Sky Stones, but she still had not found the coordinates of the Cultivation World.

She could only place all her hopes on Dao Lord Tai Wei of the Great World.

During this period, she would stay in Four Seas City to recover her strength and face the Great Thousand Alliance Selection in her best state.

Ancestor Sui Bian had been with Yu Zhao long enough to know that once she made up her mind, she would not change it.

He took a deep breath and slowly let it out as he said: “Alright, I understand. Since you are ready to give it your all, I cannot drag you down. Leave the matters outside to me.”

Yu Zhao bowed deeply and said: “Thank you, Ancestor, for helping me.”

Ancestor Sui Bian waved his hand: “Go, go. This old Ancestor is tired and does not have the drive you young people have. The future is still your world.”

Yu Zhao smiled slightly, went back to her room, slowly closed the door, and began a new round of Closed-Door Cultivation.

…

In the Cultivation World, at Chaozong Gorge.

The storm caused by the appearance of the Dragon Roar had long since calmed, and Chaozong Gorge had returned to its usual peace.

However, on this day, the long silent Chaozong Gorge suddenly became lively.

Dozens of Divine Transformation Cultivators hovered in the air, forming a circle around the gorge. Spirit Power surged around them, forming one powerful stream of air after another and kicking up howling gales.

A dark figure stood in the center of the gorge. He wore a huge black robe and had a thin body. His face was hidden in the darkness, leaving only a pair of slightly mad eyes showing.

Master Qing Yan gave a cold laugh as he said: “All of your clone bodies have already been destroyed. I want to see how you escape this time.”

The man in black, Lei Nuo, stared straight at Master Qing Yan with gloomy eyes. A hoarse voice came from under the black robe as he said: “Qing Yan, do you really think you can catch me? How laughable!”

Even faced with the siege of dozens of cultivators, he still kept an arrogant, disdainful posture, as if these people could not threaten him at all and were just a group of weak ants.

Master Qing Yan said calmly: “I know you came from another world, but do not forget that this is the Cultivation World. The strength you can use here is only at the Late Divine Transformation Stage, while we have four cultivators at the Late Divine Transformation Stage on our side. Four against one. Do you still think you can win?”

As soon as he said this, a fierce light burst out in Lei Nuo’s eyes.

Lei Nuo warned darkly: “Since you have guessed my identity and still dare to attack me, are you not afraid of bringing a disaster that will destroy the Cultivation World?”

Sect Master Ji Yuan was getting impatient. He shouted: “Stop wasting words with this old thing. He has ruined so many of our Spirit Veins. Killing him is still not enough to vent our anger!”

In order to capture Lei Nuo, the entire Cultivation World, from Sect Ancestors at the top to rogue cultivators and wandering cultivators at the bottom, had all moved.

Yet even so, Lei Nuo had been able to escape again and again.

It was only not long ago that they killed his last clone and finally cornered him at Chaozong Gorge.

Sect Master Ji Yuan knew well how hard Lei Nuo was to deal with. To avoid any surprises, he only wanted to kill him right now so that he could not use some strange Cultivation Technique again.

Master Qing Yan stopped him: “Wait a little longer. It is not time yet.”

Over these years, Master Qing Yan’s temper had improved a lot, though that was only toward his own people.

Facing Lei Nuo, his face was as cold as ice.

Master Qing Yan said icily: “If you had a way to contact your world, you would not be running around like a homeless dog.”

Lei Nuo’s heart tightened, but he still forced a fierce smile onto his face and taunted: “Heh. If you do not believe me, then do it! On the day the Cultivation World is destroyed, everyone will curse you with the most vicious words. You are the sinner of the Cultivation World! You will be the one who killed everyone!”

Lei Nuo’s words stirred memories that Master Qing Yan did not want to recall.

A desolate, barren world suddenly appeared in his mind. His body trembled, and some of the color drained from his face.

Lei Nuo laughed wildly: “Hahahahaha! You are afraid! You are afraid!”

Grand Elder looked at him, a flash of worry quickly passing through her eyes.

From what she knew of Qing Yan, it was impossible for him to be shaken by such words.

The Sect Masters and elders of the other sects also looked at Master Qing Yan in confusion.

Master Qing Yan shook his head at Grand Elder to show that he was fine. His gaze toward Lei Nuo became as sharp as a blade as he ordered: “Tell us your identity and your purpose in coming to the Cultivation World.”

Lei Nuo snorted in disdain: “A group of ants like you are not worthy of knowing this lord’s identity.”

Then Lei Nuo flicked his sleeve, and his body suddenly rushed downward.

There was an invisible Defensive Barrier above Chaozong Gorge that cut off everyone’s Spirit Power and Divine Sense. No one had ever been able to break it.

Until this day, under everyone’s eyes, Lei Nuo’s figure shot down like a bolt of lightning, pierced through the Spirit Power Barrier, and disappeared into the depths of Chaozong Gorge.

Everyone turned pale with shock.

Sect Master Ji Yuan suddenly remembered that Yu Zhao had once told him that the one sleeping beneath Chaozong Gorge was most likely a Bixi Dragon-Tortoise of the Azure Dragon bloodline. His face changed greatly as he shouted: “Not good, he is going after the Bixi Dragon-Tortoise!”

Everyone instantly understood what Lei Nuo wanted to do.

He wanted to draw out the Bixi Dragon-Tortoise’s Spirit Power for his own use and shake off their siege again.

Several people shouted together: “Stop him! Hurry!”

In the blink of an eye, several figures vanished from where they were and in the next moment appeared inside Chaozong Gorge.

However, before they could even look closely, a clear Dragon Roar rang out from below and in an instant swept across the entire gorge.

Even with their deep Cultivation Levels, the Spirit Power in their bodies surged wildly. Their ears buzzed, and their Seas of Consciousness shook as if rivers and seas were being overturned.

Someone cried out in shock: “A dra… Dragon Roar! It is a Dragon Roar!”

A thousand li away, at Spirit Mountain.

White Peacock Bai Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of joy.

However, in the next moment, his expression instantly became dark.

Although he could not understand the meaning of the Dragon Roar, he could feel the emotions within it.

Anger, fury, fear.

It was full of all kinds of negative emotions.

This was not the kind of sound the Dragon Clan should make!

Bai Ling’s heart sank as he asked himself: “Who is it!”