History's Number 1 Founder Chapter 721: Where Does the Path Go?

Chapter 721: Where Does the Path Go?

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

Lin Feng looked at the white light pathway and felt his eyes shine. “It is quite strange.”

The white light pathway cut straight through the dimensions and the Freshwater Holy Man planned on escaping through that. Lin Feng looked at the white light and noticed that the other side was a sparkling clear sea. However, white clouds surrounded the sea, causing it to appear illusory.

While he had visited the Ying Sea personally before, Lin Feng quickly recognized that the other side of the white light pathway was the middle of the Ying Sea.

No wonder the Freshwater Holy Man appeared fearless. The Ying Sea was similar to the Void Battleground. In it, the situation was complex and even an Immortal Soul stage cultivator would find it hard to navigate inside.

Even if Lin Feng himself entered, he could at most ensure that he would not get lost. However, if he planned on finding someone or something, then it would be extremely difficult.

“However, where did his talisman come from? It could directly lead him into the Ying Sea from the void, rather than through the Inter-World Passage between the Ying Sea and the Divine Lands,” thought Lin Feng to himself.

As he pondered, an uneasy feeling arose in Lin Feng’s heart. “It… may not be so simple.”

As he thought about it, Lin Feng reacted extremely quickly. As the Freshwater Holy Man was about to make his escape, Lin Feng waved his hand and produced a black and white jade.

The jade gave off an astounding brightness in mid-air. Black and white light shone and a vast amount of clouds appeared. It appeared as if a sun made up of Yin and Yang was slowly rising!

Countless amount of arcane and mystical runes began to envelop the void, shaking the heavens and earth.

In the next instant, the endless amount of brightness turned into an astounding rainbow. It seemingly carved the sky into two separate halves.

In the half-white, half-black brightness, one could hear an alluring singing, as if it came from the gods themselves. Then, the gods began to take actual forms as they stood on the brightness. It was if the gods had decided to stand on a heaven-spanning bridge.

Once the bridge appeared, it trapped the white light pathway from the Freshwater Holy Man’s talisman. It did not disappear, but it was unable to go anywhere too.

The Freshwater Holy Man looked at the scene in shock. Despite his many years of cultivation, he had lost. It was hard for him to believe.

In his shock, the power of his Immortal Soul Avatar weakened and it was utterly suppressed by Lin Feng’s cosmic form.

Xiao Zhener looked at the terrifying black and white light from Lin Feng and turned her head to look at Xiao Yan. “Brother Xiao Yan, is that…”

Xiao Yan nodded his head and said, “That’s the crystallization of master’s own Holy Light of Creation.”

The Holy Light of Creation was unique and only Lin Feng himself could use it. Neither one of his avatars possessed such an ability.

However, to crystallize one’s Holy Light of Creation, it was much more difficult. Lin Feng could only crystallize his Holy Light of Creation thrice. He didn’t even have spares to give to his disciples.

While he wasted one crystallization of his Holy Light of Creation, Lin Feng did not feel that it was wasted. To him, the talisman that produced the white light pathway was much more valuable.

After he cut off the Freshwater Holy Man’s escape, Lin Feng started to finish him off. The Freshwater Holy Man, who had lost his only escape, fought like a trapped beast. Lin Feng looked at him, chuckled, and flipped his palms. An ethereal, icy-cold fog began to spread from the center of his palm.

In the fog, one could faintly see a chilling, bright sword radiance.

That was the second-most powerful magic treasure of the Heaven Lake Sect, which ranked right after the Dual Polarity Peak. It was called the Ice and Soul Clouds and it was a type of spell sword. Its original form could exist as either ice or clouds, and hence it was extremely mystical.

After Cao Wei and the Two Elders of Ice and Fire were suppressed by Lin Feng, the magic treasure chose to submit to Lin Feng after falling in his control.

With the white light, Lin Feng no longer wasted breath and time with the Freshwater Holy Man. Instead, he attacked him directly with the Ice and Soul Clouds.

Resisting, suppressing, overpowering, killing and catching all required different levels of difficulty. The Freshwater Holy Man’s Immortal Soul Avatar could not beat Lin Feng’s cosmic form, but he was still in his Immortal Soul stage. If he were to fight for his life, it would be ugly.

Lin Feng possessed the upper hand over the Freshwater Holy Man. If he wished to defeat him, chase him away or injure him, that was still okay. However, if the Freshwater Holy Man did not run and choose to fight to the death, then it was another matter entirely.

However, with the Ice and Soul Clouds in his possession, the situation was completely different. While the Advanced Nascent Soul stage Steel Tree Avatar could not maximize the use of this Metaplasia level magic treasure, it was more than enough.

The Freshwater Holy Man saw his Black Gui Thunder Water slowly freezing over. His heart froze over too.

“Too bad Wang Lin is not here. If not, his Heaven Gods-Sealing Banner could have been of use here,” Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. He attacked even more vigorously. Together with his cosmic form, the Ice and Soul Clouds destroyed the Freshwater Holy Man’s Immortal Soul Avatar.

Pity the Freshwater Holy Man! Thousands of years of cultivation were lost in a single day!

At the Nascent Soul stage, he still received instruction from the Flowing Waves of Holy Man and only reached the Immortal Soul stage under his guidance. Afterwards, he took advantage of his former mentor’s absence to commit murder and steal his abode. Today, he was killed by Lin Feng’s Steel Tree Avatar.

However, after his Immortal Soul Avatar was destroyed, Lin Feng allowed him to keep a bit of his remnant soul for the purpose of interrogation.

The Freshwater Holy Man was utterly depressed. Then, he remembered how Lin Feng referred to himself in front of Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi before he attacked.

Your master.

Only one person was able to speak to Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi in this way, and that person was no other than the Master of the Celestial Sect himself, Lin Feng.

At that moment, he realized that the bronze-skinned purple-robed youth he fought was Lin Feng’s avatar.

After he took in the news, the Freshwater Holy Man felt slightly vindicated in defeat. Then, he thought about how Lin Feng’s avatar was only in its Advanced Nascent Soul stage and felt that the whole affair was ridiculous.

However, now that he was in Lin Feng’s control, his Fate was no longer up to him to control. He replied honestly to everything Lin Feng asked.

“From where did you get the talisman?” Lin Feng had retracted his cosmic form. He smiled at the white light pathway that was trapped by the black and white light in the sky as he interrogated the Freshwater Holy Man.

As the Freshwater Holy Man was completely under his control, he could only reply honestly and truthfully, “Earlier, I secretly pledged allegiance to the Great Zhou Empire. I obtained the talisman from the Great Zhou Empire.”

When he heard that the Kui Cows had joined the Celestial Sect of Wonders, he still refused to budge from Mount Liubo. Other than sealing himself away from the outside world, he also became the Great Zhou’s Immortal Soul Envoy. Due to a myriad of reasons, no one in the outside world knew.

Other than the talisman, he obtained other goodies from the Great Zhou Empire. The talisman was an item the Great Zhou Empire bestowed upon him to protect his own life. Earlier, as the Freshwater Holy Man noticed that Lin Feng himself had not come, he did not try to escape immediately. Instead, he thought of retrieving the magic treasure on the mountain that he was almost done cultivating.

Because of his greed, he lost his life

Hearing that, Lin Feng’s expression did not change. A notion tugged at his heart.

“Other than you, are there other cultivators in the East Sea who possess such a talisman? How many of them work for the Great Zhou Empire?” Lin Feng probed.

“In the past few years, quite a lot of independent cultivators joined the Great Zhou Empire. However, I don’t know the exact number,” said the Freshwater Holy Man as he listed a few names. Most of them were Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Then, he added, “To what I know, only I possess the talisman. I believe only Immortal Soul stage cultivators are allowed to have it.”

Lin Feng nodded his head and said nothing as he thought.

The Demonic Commander stage Spiritual Sea Horse looked at Lin Feng in reverence. He wanted to say something but he dared not. He quietly whispered to the Kui Cow King, “Cow King, could you help me ask the Master of the Celestial Sect where is my father?”

The Spiritual Sea Horse King, fearing for the safety of his tribesmen, chose to submit to the Freshwater Holy Man and become his steed. However, while he followed the Freshwater Holy Man on his expedition this time, he did not return with him.

The Kui Cow King was jolted. He rushed to Lin Feng’s side but he did not dare to interrupt Lin Feng’s train of thoughts. Hence, he waited quietly by the side.

Lin Feng heard the words of the Spiritual Sea Horse. He turned to the look at the Kui Cow King and smiled. Then, he looked at the remnant soul of the Freshwater Holy Man and asked, “Did you hear that? Explain yourself.”

The Freshwater Holy Man said in a low voice, “He was still alive when I left him but I have handed him over to the people of Luofu Mystical Island. From them, I obtained a treasure I needed to cultivate my magic treasure. I don’t know if he is dead or alive right now.”

Yang Qing said quietly, “The Luofu Holy Man has a good reputation in the East Sea. Those under him can’t be too bad too, right?”

“If the Spiritual Sea Horse King told them about the incidents of Mount Liubo, aren’t you afraid of being exposed?”

The Freshwater Holy Man replied, “I’ve controlled his soul and placed restrictions, causing him to fall into a deep sleep. The people of Luofu Mystical Island want a Demonic Lord stage Spiritual Sea Horse so they could use his bones as medicines. However, before they cultivate their medicines, he must be alive.”

“To avoid trouble, they will not lift my restrictions and hence, they will not know of the origins of this Spiritual Sea Horse. They also won’t know about what had happened on Mount Liubo. Even if they do, all I need to do is to bide my time and finish cultivating my magic treasure. Then, I will hide myself in the Ying Sea.”

The group of Spiritual Sea Horses were enraged and the Kui Cow King heaved in anger as he fixed the Freshwater Holy Man with a deadly gaze.

Lin Feng handed the remnant soul of the Freshwater Holy Man to Xiao Yan and said to his disciples, “I shall take his magic treasure and settle it in the future. For now, I will hand the matter of the Spiritual Sea Horse King to you lot. Take note of your method and language. Since we are here, we should not risk offending the biggest boss of the area.”

Hearing that, the Kui Cow King and the Spiritual Sea Horses thanked Lin Feng profusely.

Xiao Yan and the rest nodded their heads and then asked, “What about you, master?”

Lin Feng flicked his finger and the black and white light disappeared. The white light shone once more, breaking through the void and leading straight into the Ying Sea.

“I will go and see where this road leads to and discover its secrets,” said Lin Feng. He looked at the white light pathway and realized it could only take one person.

He stepped on the white light pathway and was immediately bundled into the void.