NABC Chapter 2087 Under Heaven, All Land Belongs to the King
Chapter 2087 Under Heaven, All Land Belongs to the King
Chapter 2087 Under Heaven, All Land Belongs to the King
Shi Pojun's strength was no exaggeration, Chen Fei recalled the rumors he had vaguely heard about Shi Pojun's battle achievements.
He once had a fierce direct conflict with a true late-stage Tai Cang Realm expert over the ownership of the core of a certain secret realm.
That was by no means a simple exchange or test. The two sides clashed on a turbulent river, their techniques clashing and their Dao domains colliding, stirring up raging waves for hundreds of thousands of miles.
Although Shi Pojun's cultivation was only at the half-step late stage, he pushed his body-refining evil technique and the violent power brought by the half of the high-grade spiritual material to the extreme. He actually fought back and forth with that late-stage expert for a short time, shattering several sections of the riverbank and drying up a large area of water.
In the end, although Shi Pojun was outmatched, he managed to find a way out and escape unscathed.
In a life-or-death battle where there is a significant difference in skill level, it is already a stroke of luck for the weaker party to survive and escape. However, Shi Pojun not only managed to hold out for a long time but also managed to escape successfully after his opponent gained control of the situation, which speaks volumes.
This means that Shi Pojun not only possesses a frontal assault capability that surpasses that of ordinary mid-stage fighters, but his survival skills, adaptability, and even his ruthlessness and tenacity in finding a way out in desperate situations are also far from easy to match.
That half portion of spiritual material may have been wasted, but it undeniably gave Shi Pojun formidable combat power and the means to survive.
In the distance, Shi Pojun's gaze, sharp as a blade, subtly swept across Chen Fei's turned profile. The muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, before a cold, icy smile spread across his face.
"Chen Fei..."
He silently pondered the name, a complex emotion—a mixture of hatred and doubt—churning in his chest.
Shi Pojun truly hadn't expected that this young man, who had just broken through to the Tai Cang Realm and should have been in seclusion on Cui Ping Peak to consolidate his realm and familiarize himself with his power, would have the audacity to appear outside this ancient Heavenly Court ruins, a place of great upheaval and extreme danger.
Shi Zhoushuo's death was like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.
His nephew, on whom he had placed so much hope, though not as talented as he had been in his prime, was still considered one of the best among the younger generation. With his father's patronage, his future should have been bright. However, everything came to an end at the seventh level of Kunyuan.
The investigation by Dan Chen Sect ultimately came to nothing.
This was within Shi Pojun's expectations, yet it only made him feel more frustrated and resentful. The environment of Kunyuan was truly extraordinary. It was filled with demonic energy that had lingered for millennia, chaotic and distorted spatial rifts, and various bizarre remnants of rules.
Let alone the Tai Cang Realm investigating, even if a powerful being of the Xuan Qiong Tianjun Realm were to personally visit the site, it would probably be difficult to find any trace in that region that was repeatedly washed by various negative energies and spatial turbulence.
Not to mention, how could the death of a fifteenth-level disciple possibly warrant an investigation by a Xuanqiong Heavenly Monarch?
Their lives and deaths, unless they involve the core interests of the sect or a major conspiracy, will not cause the slightest ripple. The allocation of resources and the investment of manpower have their limits.
Shi Zhou Shuo's life is not worth the sect spending such a huge price to pursue a truth that may never be answered.
Therefore, after the initial investigation, the general inclination of the Danchen Sect was very clear.
After gathering information from all sides, the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall concluded that the deaths of Shi Zhou Shuo and his companions were either caused by encountering powerful demons from the Tai Cang Realm or by demonic cultivators lurking deep within the Kun Abyss.
This conclusion makes more sense logically.
After all, the depths of Kunyuan are a paradise for demons, where high-level monsters appear and disappear unpredictably.
Some demonic cultivators who require special demonic energy or the essence and soul of living beings often use that place as their hunting ground. It is not uncommon for several disciples who are only at the peak of the fifteenth level to encounter misfortune in such a dangerous place as the seventh level of Kunyuan.
Moreover, shortly after Shi Zhou Shuo and the others died, the ancient Heavenly Court ruins were directly brought to life by the collision of the void turbulence into the depths of Kunyuan.
Such a momentous event would inevitably trigger the various forces that have accumulated within Kunyuan for countless millennia, producing unpredictable chain reactions.
Instead of suspecting that Chen Fei, a disciple who was only at the fifteenth level at the time, killed them, it is better to suspect that it was some kind of omen or aftershock before the ancient Heavenly Court ruins were revealed, which just happened to erupt at that time and place, causing the unfortunate disciples like Shi Zhou Shuo to perish.
No one in the Danchen Sect doubted Chen Fei, but that didn't mean Shi Pojun had no doubts.
At that time, Shi Zhou Shuo and his group appeared in the seventh level of Kunyuan in order to hunt down Chen Fei.
At that time, Chen Fei was also inside the seventh level of the Kun Abyss.
What are the odds of such a coincidence in this world?
Chen Fei is now safe and sound. Not only is he safe, but he has also successfully broken through to the Tai Cang Realm. Now he is standing here, ready to explore the ancient ruins.
This extreme contrast was magnified infinitely in Shi Pojun's obsessive mind.
He didn't believe in any monster attacks or the nonsense about the aftermath of the revelation of ancient ruins. He only believed his own judgment: Chen Fei had used some unknown means to kill Shi Zhou Shuo and his group.
“If the Dan Chen Sect’s Enforcement Hall doesn’t arrest you, Chen Fei,” Shi Pojun slowly closed his eyes, a flash of crimson light seemingly appearing deep within them. “I, Shi Pojun, can do it myself.”
This thought had been buried deep in his heart not long after the news of Shi Zhoushuo's death arrived.
However, at that time, Chen Fei had returned to Danchen Sect and was under the sect's protection, so he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to make a move.
He originally thought that this matter would only be resolved many years later, perhaps when Chen Fei went out to gain experience, or perhaps during a battle for a secret realm.
Unexpectedly, Chen Fei will appear here today.
The ancient celestial ruins are fraught with danger, rife with slaughter, and a motley crew of various factions, with countless desperate outlaws.
It's perfectly normal for one or two people to die in there, especially for someone like Chen Fei who has just broken through to the Tai Cang Realm.
This is a perfect stage where he can act freely without worrying about the consequences.
Despite the surging murderous intent in his heart, Shi Pojun's face remained calm.
He closed his eyes to rest, and the hidden aura around him gradually subsided, merging with the aura of the surrounding disciples.
Killing Chen Fei was something he could easily do, but it was by no means his goal for this trip.
The ability of Shi Pojun to get to where he is today is due to his ability to distinguish between primary and secondary matters and weigh the pros and cons. This is a fundamental quality for survival and climbing to a higher level.
His biggest goal is to find a sixteenth-grade high-quality spiritual material and then break through to the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
He'd had enough of the awkwardness of being a half-step late-stage player.
The power boost from that half portion of top-grade spiritual material was considerable, but only when he truly entered the later stages of cultivation could his path of cultivation get back on track and he be qualified to glimpse the higher realm of the Profound Sky Heavenly Monarch.
"The resources in the ancient Heavenly Court back then were so abundant..." Even with his eyes closed, Shi Pojun couldn't help but feel a burning longing in his heart.
The ancient Heavenly Court once ruled over most of the primordial continent, and even many powerful demonic forces were under its control.
Except for some truly remote and inaccessible places, or extremely unique and forbidden areas, there was no place that the ancient Heavenly Court could not reach.
That was a truly unified era where all land under heaven belonged to the emperor.
With the power of the Heavenly Court, it gathers resources from the entire primordial continent and even its subordinate planes. After a long period of accumulation, its profound foundation is simply unimaginable.
Many treasures that seem incredibly rare today were merely ordinary reserves in the Heavenly Court's treasury back then. And there were probably quite a few peerless treasures that would even make the Xuanqiong Heavenly Lord's heart flutter.
And now, these resources are located within these unexplored ancient celestial ruins.
Even though the ruins in Kunyuan today are just one piece among many fragments of the ancient Heavenly Court, and have been eroded by the disaster of the collapse of the Heavenly Court and the long years of void turbulence, the resources in the ruins must have been damaged and lost.
Even if only one-tenth or one-hundredth remains, it would still be an astonishing treasure that could change the fate of these Tai Cang Realm cultivators.
Time slipped away quietly in the oppressive and tense wait, and before we knew it, the next day had arrived.
Just as a sliver of light appeared on the horizon, attempting to pierce through the thick, dark clouds of demonic energy.
"Om..."
A deep, resonant sound, seemingly emanating from the depths of the darkest Kunlun Abyss, came without warning.
The sound was not loud, but it seemed to carry a power that reached the very essence of the soul, clearly entering the ears and hearts of every cultivator standing outside Kunyuan.
The next instant, a visible ripple surged from the depths of Kunyuan at a seemingly slow but actually extremely fast speed, spreading out in the blink of an eye and affecting the area outside Kunyuan.
"boom!"
The moment the ripples passed by, the previously barely agitated Kunyuan demonic energy seemed to be completely ignited, suddenly boiling over.
The towering demonic clouds churned wildly, within which countless twisted demonic shadows seemed to writhe and struggle. The pressure in the entire world suddenly increased, making it difficult to breathe.
"Something has changed at the ruins!"
"Is it activated?"
Almost simultaneously, all the cultivators who had been resting with their eyes closed suddenly opened them and turned their gazes toward the Kunyuan Abyss, where demonic energy surged.
"Boom!"
As if in response to the spreading ripples, a vast and terrifying divine power, as powerful as the might of heaven, extended unreservedly from the core areas of the various forces' strongholds.
These divine senses were so powerful that they were beyond the comprehension of ordinary cultivators. Wherever they passed, space froze, demonic energy retreated, and it even gave people the illusion that the rules of heaven and earth were making way for them.
One after another, the divine thoughts of the Heavenly Sovereigns, like giant pillars piercing through heaven and earth, reached straight into the deepest part of Kunyuan.
Their divine senses weaved and intertwined amidst the churning demonic energy and chaotic spatial fluctuations, probing and engaging in silent communication and collisions with one another.
“The Xuanqiong Heavenly Monarch Realm…” someone couldn’t help but whisper, their face filled with awe and longing.