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Chapter 547 - 487: The Inevitable Battle - Part 2

Chapter 547: Chapter 487: The Inevitable Battle - Part 2

A month later.

Changbai Mountain Heavenly Pond.

A figure stood in the icy water, his right fist swung up violently, and he struck the pond with a punch!

"Boom——"

With the punch, power burst forth, blasting the water open and turning it into a spray that scattered in the air, a spectacular sight to behold.

"Still not right!"

As the water droplets fell, soaking Ye Fan’s hair and bare upper body, he wasn’t concerned about it. Instead, he frowned in deep thought.

In the past month, he had explored all the dangerous places around Changbai Mountain and finally, ten days ago, found another herb necessary for the Lifespan Extension Pill in a crevice of the rocks in a valley not far from the Heavenly Pond—the Sky Cold Mushroom.

After collecting the Sky Cold Mushroom, Ye Fan intended to leave but discovered that the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi around the Heavenly Pond was rich, so he decided to cultivate there.

This cultivation lasted ten days.

During the past ten days, apart from using meditation to absorb Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to enhance his Magic Cultivation, he devoted all his energy to cultivating the Third Level of "Qi Rushes to the Sky".

As the killing move of the High-level Martial Arts "Xuansha Fist", each level of "Qi Rushes to the Sky" increased the power ninefold, extraordinarily powerful, yet so difficult to master that Ye Fan spent a full ten days and still couldn’t figure it out.

"In the world of martial arts, speed is of the essence. That old bastard and Aunt Chu Ji both said that the second and third levels of ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’ emphasized speed, while levels beyond the fourth combined both speed and slowness."

"After ten days of exploration, although I can now accumulate power in a very short period, I can’t compress it at the same time, and I can’t release 27 times the power!"

"The reason for all this is because I cultivated the ’Nine Heavens Profound Skill’, storing power in 72 acupoints with different pathways for the power to travel through."

In the morning light, Ye Fan reflected on what Chu Xuanji and Chu Ji had said, and murmured thoughtfully, "True speed is not only about how fast the punch is thrown, but also how quickly the power is gathered and condensed into one point before it bursts out."

Thinking hard, a spark of insight flashed in Ye Fan’s mind, and he slapped his forehead suddenly, "I’m such an idiot——why am I trying to gather power from 72 vital acupoints? If I only use the power from one vital acupoint, it could solve the problem of not being able to gather up the power at the same time!"

"Huh!"

Having realized this, Ye Fan threw another punch in the manner of ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’.

This punch, because he only mobilized the power from the acupoint closest to his right fist, gathered power much faster than any of his previous punches!

Power concentrated, compressed...

Release!

"Boom——"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the water in front of Ye Fan blasted away again, creating a whirlpool as the water dispersed in all directions.

"Huh~"

Sensing the power of this punch, Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief and a smile of joy appeared on his face, "I’ve finally mastered the Third Level of ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’. With the power of this punch, if an Innate Great Perfection Cultivator were to take it directly, it would undoubtedly be lethal!"

"This kid managed to master the Third Level of ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’ in just ten days, truly worthy of being Xiao Yun’s son, his comprehension is terrifying."

Several hundred meters away from the Heavenly Pond, within the forest, Chu Xuanji watched Ye Fan create a whirlpool with a punch and scatter the water around him, so shocked that his mouth hung open.

As in the past month, because Chu Xuanji was far stronger than Ye Fan and deliberately concealed his presence, even with the High-level Magic Artifact, the Ghost Ring, Ye Fan couldn’t sense Chu Xuanji’s presence.

"Although the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi here is abundant, it’s impossible for me to break through to the Innate Great Perfection Realm in a short period. It’s time to leave." Ye Fan emerged from the Heavenly Pond and decided to leave.

After all, his main reason for coming out was to find the herbs for the Lifespan Extension Pill, and furthermore to see if he could encounter any serendipity that could improve his strength in a short time—cultivation was a secondary concern.

"Now that I have the Immortal Grass and Sky Cold Mushroom for the Lifespan Extension Pill, only four ingredients are missing, one of which is the Yin Spirit Flower located in the Shangganling area of North Korea Special Zone, not far from here. I should head there first."

Putting on a set of gray sportswear, Ye Fan thought for a bit and decided his next stop would be North Korea Special Zone.

In the afternoon, Ye Fan returned to Changshi Village and did not see Elder Miao in the village but learned from Zhang Dasheng that Elder Miao had gone into the mountains to gather herbs early in the morning.

Concerned, Ye Fan specifically inquired if any Nolan Family member had come to cause trouble for Elder Miao, and, having learned that they hadn’t, he was completely relieved. He decided not to wait for Elder Miao and left Changshi Village directly, heading for North Korea Special Zone.

...

Just one hour after Ye Fan left Changshi Village, Nolan Changfeng appeared in the lakeside No. 1 Pavilion’s hall at the Nolan Manor.

"Dad, you really thought of everything!"

In the hall, Nolan Changfeng stood in front of Nolan Mingde and spoke with lingering fear.

"That little bastard went to Stone Village again when he left?" Nolan Mingde, after a moment of thought, guessed the reason.

"Yes, it’s all thanks to your advice to practice patience and hold back from taking action against that old bastard."

Nolan Changfeng nodded, recalling how he had sent people to Stone Village and learned that Miao Xiuling had been taken away and only Elder Miao remained in the village.

At that time, he wanted to order Elder Miao’s capture, but he remembered Nolan Mingde’s warning and held back.

And just a while ago, he received a report from the Nolan Family intelligence personnel that Ye Fan had reappeared in Stone Village, hence he came to report to Nolan Mingde.

"Now that he has left Changbai Mountain, you can take action against that old man."

Nolan Mingde said, understanding very well that Nolan Changfeng had had a tough month; if not for the Nolan Family’s overall interest, Elder Miao might have been torn to pieces long ago!

"Mmm!"

Sure enough, Nolan Changfeng coldly nodded his head, then coldly laughed, remembering something, "Dad, guess where that little bastard went?"

"Where?"

"North Korea Special Zone!"

"Uh..."

Startled by the news, Nolan Mingde first froze, then sneered, "It seems he’s in a hurry to join Xiao Xuan in the afterlife!"

Nolan Changfeng sneered and nodded in agreement.

Because he knew Wu Mu and Ku Rong, the master and disciple, were currently in the North Korea Special Zone and would stay there for some time.

And since the North Korea Special Zone wasn’t large, Ye Fan was likely to encounter them there!

...

Just as Nolan Changfeng had predicted, Wu Mu and Ku Rong had indeed not left the North Korea Special Zone.

Five Saints Mountain in the central part of Jinhua County, North Korea Special Zone.

Seventy years ago, during the era of the nation-states, a battle that was called a miracle by the militaries of various countries erupted here.

The Battle of Shangganling.

That battle was decisive for the war, completely crushing the arrogance of the Alliance Army and destroying their confidence, laying the foundation for the ultimate victory.

In that battle, the Volunteer Army annihilated 25,000 members of the Alliance Army, but also paid a heavy price—sacrificing 11,500 of their own!

After the war ended, China and North Korea built the Martyr Garden on Five Saints Mountain in memory of this great battle. It has now become the largest Martyr Garden in the North Korea Special Zone, where the heroic souls of tens of thousands of volunteers are buried!

Besides, the remains of the 25,000 members of the Alliance Army are buried in a place not far from the Martyr Garden, an area heavy with yin energy.

"Master, nearly forty thousand people died or were injured in the Battle of Shangganling. It should be the place with the heaviest yin energy in the North Korea Special Zone, with so many resentful spirits!"

At night, Ku Rong and Wu Mu arrived at Five Saints Mountain and sensed the pervasive yin energy. Far from paying respects to the valiantly fallen volunteers, they instead wore smiles of ill-intent.

Over the past month, he had accompanied Wu Mu to many places in the North Korea Special Zone, all of which were ancient battlefields with heavy yin energy and full of resentment.

Wherever Wu Mu went, he would set up a Soul Summoning Array, absorbing the resentment and resentful spirits of those places into a magic artifact.

Now, using that artifact, Wu Mu had already absorbed nearly a million resentful spirits, forming an entity even more powerful than the one inside the Soul-devouring Blade.

"After absorbing the resentful spirits and resentment here, we’ll be able to forge the Soul Summoning Banner!"

Wu Mu also sensed the pervasive resentful spirits and resentment across the mountain and clearly saw a small military camp guarding the garden within.

Upon seeing this, Wu Mu, just as he did in the previous days when absorbing resentful spirits and resentment, first made hand seals, setting up a high-level ’Mysterious Formation.’

"All of you, sleep!"

Having done this, Wu Mu sneered and made hand seals once again.

As the seals were completed, the Primordial Qi above Five Saints Mountain fluctuated, forcibly dividing the yin and yang energies. A column of Evil Yin Qi descended from the sky, invisible, hurtling towards the military camp in the Martyr Garden.

In a matter of moments, the soldiers were overwhelmed by the Evil Yin Qi, collapsing unconsciously to the ground.

"Master, did you kill them?"

Ku Rong was slightly taken aback upon sensing this.

Although it would be trivial for Wu Mu to kill those soldiers, much like stepping on an ant, their deaths could potentially draw the military’s attention. If the Yanhuang Organization decided to investigate, they might uncover some clues.

"I’ve merely put them to sleep temporarily."

Wu Mu sneered and shook his head, "Of course, by the time they wake up, they will all have gone mad, becoming lunatics."

"Master, how clever!"

Upon hearing this, Ku Rong immediately understood Wu Mu’s intentions.

Besides the Shangganling Martyr Garden, many other martyr gardens and special cemeteries under guard have also had media reports over the past years of the guardians going insane and soon after departing this world.

Now, by doing this, Wu Mu seemed to be merely putting the soldiers guarding the Shangganling Martyr Garden to sleep when in reality, he was indirectly sending them to meet the King of Hell, just without leaving any traces.

After setting up the Enchanting Soul Array and dealing with the soldiers guarding the Martyr Garden, Wu Mu didn’t linger. He took out five small black flags, each printed with many strange patterns and teeming with yin energy.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh..."

Shortly after, Wu Mu activated his Mind Power, and the five small black flags flew out simultaneously, eventually planting themselves in five positions atop Five Saints Mountain.

After accomplishing this, Wu Mu took out a black jar.

Compared to the five small black flags, the yin energy within the black jar was even denser, enough to give Ku Rong a feeling of hair standing on end.

"Swoosh—"

Once again activating his Mind, Wu Mu released the black jar, which dropped to the center of the Martyr Garden.

Immediately afterward, Wu Mu didn’t pause but began to wave his hands, releasing multiple hand seals as he started setting up the ’Soul Summoning Array.’

Wuu wuu wuu! Wuu wuu wuu!

Quickly, the sinister ’Soul Summoning Array’ was successfully established. The mournful wails of ghosts and howls of wolves rang out as the resentful spirits, summoned by the array, scrambled towards the black jar.

"After seven days and seven nights, the resentful spirits and resentment here will be completely absorbed, and then we can forge the Soul Summoning Banner!"

Under the night sky, Wu Mu showed not a hint of remorse. Instead, he let out a sinister laugh, full of anticipation.

...

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