325 The Saintâs Scripture (1)
Jiang Ming stood in front of Fei Ming, a disciple of the Cangming Grotto-Heaven. They were by the Soul Suppressing River. His eyes were calm as he asked one question after another.
In Fei Mingâs eyes, this seemingly gentle young man was undoubtedly no different from an incomparably ferocious demonic beast. He did not dare hold back as he replied fearfully.
Jiang Ming had already planted a soul seed in his mind. At such a close distance, he could really control him so that he would not be able to resist.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI am mainly responsible for searching for a map fragment during this trip to the ruins,â Fei Ming said while trembling.
However, Li Qianya, Qi Yue, and the others could not hear anything.
A small flag with a black pole hung in the air, isolating Jiang Ming and the other man in an array formation. They could only vaguely see two figures in it. However, they could not see clearly or hear anything.
âIt seems like he doesnât trust us!â Li Qianya clenched the folding fan in his hand and whispered.
Qi Yue was calm as she smiled. âWhat right do you think we have to ask him to trust us? If Iâm not wrong, heâs a powerhouse with a terrifying background. He should not be provoked.â
âYou meanâ¦â Li Qianya was stunned. âYou mean heâs from a cultivation sect outside the Feather Kingdom?â
âOf course, how else could the Feather Kingdom find such a monstrous Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator?â
Qi Yueâs fingertips were surrounded by runes that danced around her body like butterflies, healing her injuries. Li Qianya clicked his tongue in wonder as he looked at the mysterious runes of the Chasing Moon Lake.
Qi Yueâs eyes flashed as she chuckled. âThe method he used to kill that Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator could be said to be very skillful. There was no profound technique at all. He killed him with a casual strike. If he goes all out, Iâm afraid none of the cultivators in this Foundation Establishment Realm area can withstand even a few of his moves!â
âWhat he said just now about killing dozens of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators was probably not fabricated. It really happened.â
Li Qianyaâs breathing stopped, and a hint of terror flashed in his eyes. Was there really such a ridiculous powerhouse in this world?
What kind of cultivation sect could nurture such a terrifying existence?
He did not doubt Qi Yueâs judgment at all. The disciples who came out of the Chasing Moon Lake were all extremely mysterious and terrifyingly powerful. They could basically be considered the strongest disciples of their generation. Even in the three great grotto-heavens, it was difficult to find someone who could contend with them. Since Qi Yue said this, it was definitely not far from the truth.
âThen, if we cultivate to the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, can we come this far?â Li Qianya asked quietly, suddenly curious.
Qi Yue glanced at him. âThe problem is that his cultivation is not at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm at all. Heâs only at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. If he cultivates to the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, what kind of frightening strength do you think he will have?â
Li Qianya was completely dumbfounded. Was this guy even human?
If he had such terrifying combat strength at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, then when he cultivated to the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, wouldnât he be able to fight a Golden Core Realm cultivator?
Li Qianya shuddered, frightened by his ridiculous idea.
Jiang Ming naturally did not know that these two were having an in-depth discussion about him. However, he had transformed into Zhang Shan and did not deliberately hide his cultivation. He did not care if his cultivation was seen through.
What he was concerned about was the Cangming Grotto-Heavenâs plan for being in this area.
âSo, youâre saying that in the deepest part of this snowy valley, at the end of the Foundation Establishment Realm area, thereâs a Saint-level cultivation technique?â Jiang Mingâs eyes were sharp as he stared at Fei Ming.
Fei Ming immediately felt a terrifying pressure, around his divine soul. He could not help but answer, âI only heard from the elders in the sect that there seemed to be some remnants of a scripture when this blessed land was destroyed back then. However, after tens of thousands of years, I donât know if this scripture still exists! One of the most important goals of the Cangming Grotto-Heavenâs exploration of the ruins this time is to explore the location of that scripture! Itâs said that the Black Ruins belong to a blessed land of cultivation. Back then, the Saint-level cultivation technique was the strongest scripture in the world of immortal cultivation between the Foundation Establishment Realm and Golden Core Realms. It can crush the cultivation techniques of other blessed lands of the same realm.â
Jiang Mingâs emotions fluctuated as he listened to Fei Mingâs answers.
Beneath the ethereal and untraceable immortals, the Saints were the strongest cultivators in this world. It was rare for such an existence to appear in tens of thousands of years. Every Saint had left a supreme reputation in the history of immortal cultivation.
Legend had it that Saints were so rare that in every era, the great cultivation of Heaven and Earth could only fuse into one person. However, this was only speculation made by the immortal cultivators in this world.
Everything about Saints was shrouded in mystery. Almost no one below Saints could delve into the intricacies of becoming a Saint.
Some people even speculated that the reason why Saints were rare was that the path to becoming a Saint was too difficult. If a Saint could be born in an era, it was enough to be called an incomparably brilliant era.
It was unknown how many tens of thousands of years had passed since the development of this era of cultivation. The number of blessed lands in the entire cultivation world could be counted on one hand. Some people even secretly speculated that some blessed lands were suspected to have been inherited from the previous era.