Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 591 Wangduan Mountain! (1 more update)

Chapter 591: Chapter 591 Wangduan Mountain! (1 more update)

The next morning, the Cangqiong Sect troupe escorted the "Mute Eunuch" Nangong Yin back to Cangqiong Mountain to report their mission.

At the moment of departure, Yue Yunlan gave Ling Feng a deep look. Although she actually wanted to accompany Ling Feng to the legendary Wangduan Mountain, the mission of escorting Nangong Yin was of great importance, so she set aside her personal feelings and returned to the sect with her fellow disciples.

At the city gate, Ling Feng watched as Yue Yunlan and the others’ figures gradually disappeared into the distance, unable to refrain from sighing lightly.

"Yo, kid, feeling reluctant to separate?"

Despicable Donkey winked and snickered mischievously, "Young Master Ling, need a drink of water?"

"Scram!"

Ling Feng felt a surge of irritation and was tempted to kick Despicable Donkey away.

"Hahaha!" Despicable Donkey laughed heartily. "Kid, that young lady obviously has a thing for you. Even Grandpa Divine Donkey noticed it. If you had just said one more thing earlier, she definitely would have stayed."

"What right do I have to think about these things now?"

Ling Feng shook his head and chuckled. In the Ancient Cave of Time, everything that "Kong" had mentioned about the destiny of Heavenly Dao’s Son weighed on him like a mountain.

The only thing he could yearn for now was strength!

Incomparably tremendous strength!

"Strange and curious!"

Despicable Donkey shrugged his shoulders, flicked his hoof, and summoned an Evil Cloud, "Let’s go, tired of hearing you mutter, kid."

After finishing speaking, Despicable Donkey, clutching Little Qiongqi, leapt onto the Evil Cloud. Tuoba Cheng also hurriedly jumped up on it.

Ling Feng touched his nose, murmuring to himself, "Wangduan Mountain, Imperial Mausoleum, what kind of place is it actually?"

Leaping onto the Evil Cloud, with Despicable Donkey’s Demon Emperor Level speed, Wangduan Mountain was already not far away.

...

As the sun set, Despicable Donkey controlled the Evil Cloud, swiftly moving through a dry Gobi desert.

"It’s so hot!"

Despicable Donkey stuck out his tongue, looking listless and kept complaining, "What a terrible place, no water at all, it’s killing me!"

"That’s just how the Western Wilderness is."

Tuoba Cheng quickly explained, "Once you leave Duling City and head west, it gets more arid, and almost all of the terrain is desert."

"Hmph! If it weren’t for you, this stinky kid, I wouldn’t have come to this godforsaken place!" Despicable Donkey looked disgruntled. Little Qiongqi, lying on his shoulder, also drooped his head feeling extremely weak and powerless due to the high temperatures.

"How much farther to Wangduan Mountain?"

Ling Feng turned to look at Tuoba Cheng and asked, "This place doesn’t seem to have a mountain around, does it?"

"Master, did I ever say that Wangduan Mountain is a mountain? Our Wangduan Mountain is actually a paradise," Tuoba Cheng said with a grin. "Back then, Emperor Tiance used his Divine Skills to move an ancient city to the Western Wilderness and locked a water source. Thus, inside Wangduan Mountain, there is an abundant water source, a rare oasis in the Western Wilderness."

"Oh?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows. "If it’s not a mountain, why is it called Wangduan Mountain?"

Tuoba Cheng slowly explained, "The so-called Heavenly Mechanism is unpredictable and should not be prematurely determined! The words ’Wangduan’ serve as a warning to our Sky Strategy Clan. Beyond the Imperial Mausoleum, the tombstone of Emperor Tiance bears the Eight Diagrams’ Gen Mountain symbol. Thus, our reclusive land of the Sky Strategy Clan is called Wangduan Mountain."

Despicable Donkey couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Then if it was a Qiantian symbol, wouldn’t it be called Wangduan Heaven? And if it were a Kun Earth symbol, then would it be called Wangduan Earth? Hahaha, your ancestors really knew how to bluff!"

Tuoba Cheng furrowed his brows and gritted his teeth, "This is the Heavenly Mechanism at work, already destined. Wangduan Mountain is indeed Wangduan Mountain."

After a pause, Tuoba Cheng continued, "Because they didn’t want to be disturbed by worldly troubles, outside Wangduan Mountain there is a formidable spatial formation. Without knowing the way of formations, even if one reaches the entrance of Wangduan Mountain, they cannot gain entry."

"For thousands of years, the number of outsiders who have noticed and entered the formation of my Wangduan Mountain can be counted on one’s fingers, and most of them have chosen to stay within Wangduan Mountain forever, never to leave."

Ling Feng curled his lips, thinking to himself, Those who didn’t want to stay were probably killed by the people of the Sky Strategy Clan. After all, only the dead can keep a secret forever.

"Alright, we are nearby now. Three years, and at last, I have returned!"

Tuoba Cheng leaped down from Evil Cloud, followed by Despicable Donkey and Ling Feng, the sand emitting a burning heat, somewhat scorching their feet.

Ling Feng gazed into the distance, seeing nothing but an endless expanse of sand. Indeed, it seemed, just as Tuoba Cheng had said, that there must be a spatial formation here, twisting time and space, which made it undetectable.

"Master, follow me!"

A smile appeared on Tuoba Cheng’s face as, after many years away from his homeland, he finally returned home.

Under Tuoba Cheng’s leadership, Ling Feng indeed faintly felt the fluctuations of the power of time-space. Tuoba Cheng, using blood as a medium, dropped a droplet of fresh blood and with a strange seal, could guide the way with fresh blood.

Before long, they had crossed through the spatial formation and stood at the entrance of Wangduan Mountain, which indeed revealed a majestic and grand city.

Wangduan Mountain turned out not to be a mountain at all!

"What a large city!" Ling Feng remarked.

"The city may be large, but the population of the Sky Strategy Clan is not," Tuoba Cheng sighed softly, speaking solemnly, "Master, follow me to the east city, I will take you to the Great Elder."

"Mhm."

Ling Feng nodded. As Tuoba Cheng had mentioned before, Wangduan Mountain was now divided into two factions. One was led by the Great Elder, who hoped to find the person from the prophecy to open the Emperor Tomb and restore the former glory of the Sky Strategy Clan.

The other faction was led by Elder Hei Yu, rejecting any outsiders and even harboring some hostility.

For the so-called person of prophecy, they were utterly resentful; why should an outsider be eligible to inherit the legacy of the Sky Strategy Clan? This was absurd indeed.

Just as Tuoba Cheng said, though the city was stately and grand, there were hardly any people inside, not even gate guards or patrols.

"The Sky Strategy Clan, even with both factions together, won’t exceed three thousand people, and the younger generation who can awaken the Heavenly Strategy Power has become increasingly rare. That’s why the Great Elder and the others are eager to find the person from the prophecy to open the Emperor Tomb,"

Tuoba Cheng’s expression became somewhat somber, clenching his fist, "If this continues, in not many generations, perhaps the Sky Strategy Clan will eventually die out. So, Master, you must help us!"

"Tuoba Cheng, how much exactly have you kept from me before?"

Ling Feng shook his head with a bitter smile, feeling like he was on a thief’s ship.

"There’s nothing left, Master, really, that’s all," Tuoba Cheng laughed, "You are my master; how could I deceive you? You just didn’t ask!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Let’s not talk about this now, and don’t call me Master in the future!"

"A day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father—should I call you father instead of Master? Please, Master, don’t make such ethical jokes!"

Tuoba Cheng was precisely the type of annoyingly persistent gum, impossible to shake off.

"..."

Ling Feng’s forehead darkened; to have such thick skin must be a kind of talent too.

At that moment, several very young men and women came out from the city, their clothes differing somewhat from those of the outside world, all wearing large robes and holding something like a lantern in their hands, each emitting different halos.

These lanterns seemed to be the weapons of these Sky Strategy Clan people.