I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1823 - 254: Farewell

Chapter 1823: Chapter 254: Farewell

Dragon Continent Calendar, March 19, 1796

Several Grandmasters clashed in the skies above Luyang City, exchanging dozens of strikes that triggered a Primary Qi disturbance, yet the Wind Media of the Dragon Continent turned a blind eye to the event, and not a shred of information leaked out.

Aside from those who witnessed it firsthand or felt the ripples of Primary Qi, this brief yet intense conflict seemed as though it had never occurred at all.

If Unparalleled City hadn’t deployed all their Wind Media agents to search for Du Sha, perhaps they might have assumed Luyang City remained as tranquil as ever.

Yun Xiaoxiao relayed this news to Tang Luo via the dedicated communication line, catching a glimpse of a faintly disappointed look on Shangguan’s face.

But the young man didn’t dare ask further questions. After setting down the recent movement briefings of various factions, he bowed and withdrew.

"Is the change in Luyang City making Master unhappy?"

After Yun Xiaoxiao left, Yun Xiu emerged from a hidden door, glanced at the briefings on the table, and asked Tang Luo with a curious expression.

"Cao Lie wouldn’t dare let the Beast Taming Sect know he’s injured, so he kept the conflict within manageable limits. He’d rather retreat and compromise to buy time for recuperation than expose his weakness."

Tang Luo tapped his finger on the report about Luyang City and shook his head distantly. "It seems he hasn’t given up on plotting trouble yet."

"What preparations do we need to make in response?"

"No need."

Tang Luo replied coolly, "He is a true viper—he may overreach and err out of arrogance, but he won’t fall into the same trap twice."

Raising his hand to assess his fully recovered right palm, Tang Luo spoke confidently, "Until he figures out how to defeat me, he won’t dare show himself again. But once his body is healed and he’s found his method, the world will change yet again."

"Has Master found his world already?"

Encouraged by the conviction in his words, Yun Xiu asked joyfully.

"I’ve found some promising leads worth verifying."

Tang Luo nodded slightly, "But there’s no hurry—it’ll have to wait until I visit a certain place first."

"Then I shall accompany Master."

At the mention of another journey, Yun Xiu spoke gently.

"This time... there’s no need."

Tang Luo’s expression grew heavy, and a trace of irrepressible sorrow loomed in his eyes as he slowly shook his head. "I’m going to... say farewell."

"Ah..."

Sensing the grief hidden in Tang Luo’s voice, Yun Xiu immediately understood and spoke softly, "Then... please be careful on your way, Master."

"Hmm."

In the Dean’s Office, situated at the top of the Unparalleled Tower, surrounded by windows on all sides, Tang Luo gazed toward the northern horizon. Then, like foam dissolving into nothingness, he vanished.

...

Beimang Lingxiao Sect, Heavenly Pond Thermal Sea

This awe-inspiring haven, brimming with earthly energies, goes by many names among mortals: Sea’s Eye, Dragon Pool, Fountain of Youth.

Although it rests atop the frozen peak of a sacred mountain, the surrounding thermal sea remains picturesque and temperate year-round, with dramatic celestial phenomena—mists floating and gentle rains weaving tranquil patterns; or clouds retreating, revealing a crystal-clear azure sky.

Legends say that in ancient times, the Dragon Clan’s Great Saint loved to slumber in the depths of this thermal sea in Heavenly Pond, exhaling once every seven days.

This is why the pool—its waters shimmering and mirror-like—appears unmoving most days, but every seven days rises in a tide.

When the tide surges, vitality blooms, ice and snow melt away, and the world feels reborn as though in spring.

Locals call these waters "Holy Water," capable of healing external injuries or hidden ailments. However, whenever Holy Water is taken out of the thermal sea, it inexplicably degrades into ordinary spring water.

These enshrouding mysteries and tales eventually attracted powerful individuals to establish a sect on Lingxiao Peak, giving rise to the Lingxiao Sect.

At the heart of the Heavenly Pond Thermal Sea lies an area known as "Rejuvenation Cave," where a near-dead figure resides.

This individual was entrusted to the sect’s care by a Void Grandmaster, although over the years, they’ve brought no small amount of infamy to the sect.

First, the person outwardly appears devoid of life, their body entirely keratinized, resembling a piece of decayed wood or coral more than a living being, and is also saturated with deadly toxins.

Housing someone like this in the thermal sea has led many to believe it would eventually contaminate its waters.

Second, this individual’s identity—the walls of the world never truly block the wind—revelations surface even regarding those whose origins seem unknowable in their day.

The truth is this person is Tang Zhi, notorious leader of the Longxi Alliance, who orchestrated the rerouting of Longjiang and brought flood and ruin to Lingjiang’s hundreds of cities and thousands of villages—a genuine demon.

Rumor has it he was poisoned to death by Medicine God Sect’s Dao Child, yet now he has inexplicably returned from the grave, appearing here. It’s clear this is the Void Grandmaster exchanging favor to wrest life back for their clan leader.

Having ties to a Void Grandmaster is undoubtedly advantageous, but if salvaging Tang Zhi’s life is the cost?

Such sentiments are intricate—a simultaneous yearning for concrete benefits paired with a reluctance to incur Beimang’s reproach.

Over time, disciples have grown sensitive about this matter. During the last sacrificial ceremony hosted by Xuanji Sect, several true disciples from Lingxiao Sect ended up brawling with those from Xuanji Sect over this topic, each side walking away battered and scarred.

Perhaps the scorn exchanged was too severe, as now, many disciples within Lingxiao Sect view this as a humiliation, leaving only Main Branch Disciples willing to oversee the thermal sea.

Thus, when Tang Luo entered the Heavenly Pond Thermal Sea, the Inner Sect Disciples tasked with guarding it were fully engrossed in their cultivation, entirely unaware of a living being passing by.

Of course, even if these Inner Sect Disciples had widened their eyes and pushed their spiritual senses to the limit, they would still have been unable to detect Tang Luo’s entry.

For at this moment, Tang Luo was akin to a gust of wind—who would pay attention to the passage of a breeze drifting into the cave?

A bed crafted of cold jade floated upon calm, lake-like spring waters, where Tang Zhi, covered in wood-like sedimented layers, lay silently.

Just as expected, Tang Zhi’s condition had worsened further. If years ago he still vaguely resembled a human form, now he seemed more a piece of deadwood or coral—none would argue otherwise.

His limbs and torso had fully petrified, leaving only his heart and head showing faint signs of blood circulation, but even this was sluggish and dim, resembling a flame about to be extinguished.

Putting oneself in his position, detached from emotions, even celestial beings might feel compelled toward self-destructive gestures—how had the clan leader survived in such a state thus far?

Standing on the water’s surface, Tang Luo leaned forward, directing his focus toward Tang Zhi’s Sea of Consciousness.

It was a barren wasteland empty of all but an enduring obsession echoing in its depths.

In this Sea of Consciousness, lingering incessantly were the unrelenting words:

’Five years... five years... five years... five years... five years...’