Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 844 - Relics

Chapter 844 – Relics

Yang Junshan was being watched!

This time, he was not being targeted by Xu Tiancheng, but by the cultivators of Purple Wind Sect!

Two days ago, when Yang Junshan had obtained the Universe Stone and engaged in a huge battle with Xu Tiancheng, although he had relied on his tyrannical body and the fact that he had mastered the diagram of his mind to suppress his injuries, this did not mean that his internal injuries could be delayed indefinitely.

After discovering that the Heaven and Earth Stone was able to predict the appearance of the flying bottle gourd, Yang Junshan was no longer worried about Xu Tiancheng’s sneak attack.

Maybe because he was hiding underground, Xu Tiancheng was not able to confirm Yang Junshan’s whereabouts, or maybe because Xu Tiancheng was tied down by other things these two days. In short, without Xu Tiancheng’s interference, Yang Junshan had two days worth of valuable recovery time.

But not long after he stabilized the injuries in his body and came out from the ground, he felt that he was being watched, and the feeling of being watched was not like Xu Tiancheng’s, but a kind of normal tracking!

However, as the overlord of the Xi Zhou, the cultivators who wanted to sell the Purple Wind Sect a favor were many. After the Adept Sheng passed down the instructions of finding Yang Junshan to the other sects, these Purple Wind Sect cultivators used their own network of people who had entered the Desolation Jedi to keep an eye on them. Sure enough, they discovered traces of Yang Junshan in a short two to three days.

Yang Junshan originally had enough time to get rid of the stalker, but after he confirmed that it was not Xu Tiancheng who was spying on him, he changed his mind.

Very quickly, the person who was secretly monitoring him appeared in front of him. Three Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns from Purple Wind Sect blocked his path!

“Why did you three block my way?”

When Yang Junshan saw that the person in front of him was a Purple Wind Sect cultivator, he already understood the reason, but he still asked despite knowing the answer.

“Yuzhou Yang Junshan?”

Spiritual Master Zheng did not even bother to answer Yang Junshan’s question, as he asked Yang Junshan with a disdainful tone.

The corner of Yang Junshan’s mouth lifted slightly, and said: “Looks like my recent fame has risen quite a few people are familiar with!”

Master Zheng looked at Yang Junshan witrace of pity in his eyes and said: “Being called out to be killed by the Purple Wind Sect is your honor, who knew that you would actually collude with that Spirit Demon lady Ziyuan, furthermore, even Brother Huang lost his Path because of this, if I don’t kill you, I will kill you too.”

Saying this, Daoist Master Zheng nodded to his fellow sect members on the other two sides and said, “Let’s do it, we’ll end this quickly!”

From the tone of Master Zheng’s voice, it was obvious that he was fully confident that the three of them would be able to kill Yang Junshan together.

However, just as Spiritual Master Zheng and the other two were about to attack, Yang Junshan seemed to have already expected this and actually waved his arms out one step ahead of them!

Three balls of sand mist rose up, and separated into three groups in the air. Each of them transformed into a fierce beast, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, as it pounced towards the three Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns of Purple Wind Sect!

“Not good, this guy actually dares to make the first move!”

“Be careful, this sand fog is a bit strange, actually affecting my Spiritual Sense.”

“Where are you two? Be careful of the enemy’s sneak attack!”

In the middle of the sand fog, Yang Junshan was holding onto an array flag.

The mirage that enveloped the skies did not manage to trap the three people in front of them, and the strand of sea serpent gas in Yang Junshan’s hand naturally did not have any effect. However, Yang Junshan did not seek for the flag to be able to trap the three Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns of Purple Wind Sect, all he wanted to do was to delay them a little.

Yang Junshan smiled slightly towards a certain direction, and said: “These three can be considered as my ‘gifts’ to you. It’s just that I don’t know if it’s because Ling Yizong’s teachings are a little more powerful, or if the older cultivators in Purple Wind Sect are a little more!”

With a flick of his wrist, the Chess in his hand disappeared. At the same time, Yang Junshan also disappeared, leaving behind only a trace of soil elemental energy.

The instant Yang Junshan disappeared underground, a spatial gate suddenly opened. A light brown bottle gourd appeared on Xu Tiancheng’s waist, but in front of them were three scattered Chess, each of the three Purple Wind Secble to break free from the influence of the sea serpent energy and rush towards Yang Junshan. They were shocked to discover that the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign that was initially surrounded by them had turned into a True Divine Realm cultivator!

The three Purple Wind Sect’s Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns were unable to withdraw in time. Naturally, Xu Tiancheng would not sit still and wait for death to happen when faced with such a sudden change in situation.

“People of the Purple Wind Sect, it’s you again!”

Xu Tiancheng’s furious roar travelled far and wide, his tone was somewhat exasperated, just that he did not know what had happened between Xu Tiancheng and Purple Wind Sect.

Ten kilometers away, Yang Junshan emerged from the ground. Although the ground in the Desolation Jedi was enough for Yang Junshan to execute the Earth Disappearing Spirit Art, this sacred art seemed to have been inexplicably affected. He could only escape for more than five kilometers, but that was enough for Yang Junshan to hear the deafening rumbling sound from behind him.

This was originally the inheritance location left behind by the Purple Wind Sect’s Ancestor, Cang Xuan. However, there were originally two Adept Tai Gang s, Zhao and Sheng, who were guarding this place. When Yang Junshan rushed over, there was not a single person present.

Yang Junshan naturally did not know that there were two Adept Tai Gang s guarding this place previously. Furthermore, Sheng and Zhao had already known that there were other existences that could enter the Ancient Ruins, and decided to wait for them here.

However, when Yang Junshan rushed over, he naturally scouted the surroundings carefully, and did not find any other cultivators hidden in the vicinity.

Suspicious of being a little nervous towards the unknown, Yang Junshan took out the map fragment with the word “Huang” written on it. In the midst of Yang Junshan’s surprised gaze, the word “Huang” suddenly surfaced from the map fragment, as if it had connected with something hidden in the void. Then, a spatial door slowly opened in front of him, and the scene inside the door was something that could not be investigated.

Yang Junshan slightly hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still took a deep breath and stepped into the door.

After Yang Junshan’s figure had disappeared into the spatial gate, the entire spatial gate gradually shrank and disappeared. The surroundings once again returned to its original tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that his entire body had returned to control, his legs felt like he was stepping on the ground, following that, a burst of pain assaulted him!

“Hiss …”

Yang Junshan took in a deep breath of cold air. The spatial travel could actually bring such intense pain to the cultivators, and yet, he didn’t know how Xu Tiancheng was able to use the spatial travel to fly around with the help of the flying bottle gourd in order to avoid the pain from his body. Or, was it possible that the spatial travel with the help of the flying bottle gourd could prevent injuries to his body?

Whether it was Xu Tiancheng or Xiao Xianger, before they went through the spatial gate, they both had the protective talisman bestowed upon them by the elders of the sect, which was completely comparable to avoiding the damage to their bodies from the spatial pressure. It was also because Yang Junshan’s body was much more powerful than the cultivators of the same level that he was not crushed into powder by the spatial energy, but even then, that kind of unspeakable pain caused him to lose control of himself for a moment.

Fortunately, there was no one else present, otherwise, on the surface where he had completely lost the ability to resist, even a Martial Realm Cultivator would probably be able to cause him sufficient harm.

Yang Junshan concentrated his gaze to survey his surroundings, yet, he discovered that this was only a dusky space. He tried to step forward two steps, but instead discovered that he seemed to be walking in place.

Although he was unable to execute the spatial divine ability, his experience had allowed him to be familiar with the power of space. He could clearly feel the rich power of space around him, which meant that this should be a spatial secret plane that was opened up, but he did not know what sort of medium was used to create this space.

“Oh, right, that map fragment!”

Yang Junshan immediately took out the map fragment “Desolate” character, but he found that there were changes on it. The terrain on the scroll suddenly looked lifelike, as if it had come to life, and the surrounding dusky space also changed. Yang Junshan was dumbstruck, as the space had completely changed according to the map fragment to produce the exact same terrain.

What kind of methods did Great Divine Cultivator have to be able to do this?

Could Daoist Ziyuan or the Taoist Eastflow do it?

Although the Mortal Ancestor’s ability was incalculable, Yang Junshan’s intuition was such that even the two Patriarchs would not have sucbility!

Then the question was, if even the Taoist ancestor could not enter the Desolation Jedi, then who could create such a superb masterpiece?

was anxious, but it was useless to be afraid right now. He simply followed the route drawn out in the remnant map and walked on the spatial terrain. This time, Yang Junshan was no longer standing still, and that feeling of standing firmly on the ground made it impossible for him to determine truth from falsehood.

Was this an illusory magic array, an extremely brilliant one?

Impossible!

Yang Junshan denied it in his heart and then immediately shuddered. This was the power of space, a spatial formation, a formation set up by a master level spirit cultivator with spatial abilities or higher. If this was a formation of at least the Grandmaster level, then there should be array formations of at least a certain level!

The reason why he was sure that this should be an array space and not a secret realm created by a spatial magic treasure was because of the recent spatial evolution. The secret realm created by a magic treasure was fixed, and without the help of the Daoist Ancestor, it was extremely difficult to change anything inside.

As long as the formation genie existed, the array space inside could freely change, and it was solid, making it impossible to determine whether it was real or fake. And the fragment painting in Yang Junshan’s hand, was the key to activating the array space transformation.