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Chapter 481: 481, ?Random Killing?

Chapter 481: 481, ?Random Killing?
 

In the study atop the backyard mountains, the master was meditating with his eyes closed while the mute elder stood guard next to him, leaning on his crutch.

Within the short span of three breaths, a mystical scene unfolded on the hillside behind the Demon Sect, as if everything had come to a standstill.

The wind stopped, falling leaves hung suspended in mid-air, even the water ceased its flow in the brooks…

It seemed that upon the entire mountain, save the softly-breathing master and slow-moving Elder Gui, everything else was frozen in time.

Elder Gui glanced around, even for his worldly self, the scene before his eyes was nothing short of extraordinary.

He slowly approached a falling leaf which now hung not two meters above the ground. The mute elder lifted his right hand, trying to touch it, only to find that no matter how much force he exerted, he could not alter the leaf’s suspended position in mid-air.

The mute elder instantly grasped the reason.

Within this area, the law of nature had changed instantaneously.

The master was currently using the Power of the Heavenly Path, though he wondered to what end.

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As dawn broke, the throne of contention in the Three Thousand Mountain Area was drawing to a close.

After Lu Xun’s Sword Qi swept away another batch of low-level Foreign Race, the conflict in the Three Thousand Mountain Area eventually died down.

Hovering high in the air, he looked down, the view of the ground below could be described with four words—strewed with corpses.

Some belonged to the Foreign Race, and some to the Heavenly Dust Cultivators.

The bodies of the Foreign Race were slowly disintegrating, destined to disappear without a trace with the passage of time.

As for the bodies of the cultivators, their spiritual power within would be returned to nurture the earth, becoming part of nature’s spiritual energy once again.

Taken from the Heavenly Dust, returned to the Heavenly Dust.

Flying high above, Lu Xun looked down at the tiny bodies on the ground, which were no more significant than specs of dust under the sky, littered everywhere.

“Heavenly Dust, is this the meaning?” He pondered to himself.

Within the Three Thousand Mountain Area, the senior members of all the Sects came forward to express their gratitude to Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei.

Some were Sect Masters and Sect Leaders who came in person, others were Elders replacing the Sect Masters who had died in battle, to convey their thanks.

As Lu Xun scanned the gathering, he discovered that some Sects had battled till the end, leaving less than a hundred Heavenly Dust Cultivators apart from the players.

Lu Xun did not engage in courteous exchanges with the high-ranking personnel from the various Sects close by, for he was acutely aware that there were ongoing matters they needed to attend to.

Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei stepped back a few paces and were quickly swallowed by the darkness of the night, their presence concealed.

Lu Xun chose not to leave immediately. Instead, he lurked in the darkness, observing the scene unfold.

“Little Junior Brother, so many more people have died.” Mao Nanbei, perched on Lu Xun’s shoulder, lamented.

“Hmm.” Lu Xun nodded, he didn’t say much.

He could sense that the little girl was feeling somewhat melancholic. Looking down at the corpses lying bumper to bumper and witnessing people weeping on their knees, he too felt a twinge of sorrow.

“Little Junior Brother, do you think we can… win in the end?” Mao Nanbei asked.

“We can.” Lu Xun replied without hesitation, his tone resolute.

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Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei did not linger in the Three Thousand Mountains region for too long. Instead, they began their quest, looking for places needing reinforcement.

After the battle at Three Thousand Mountains, Lu Xun’s character earned a staggering increase of 30 million experience points.

He had killed countless high-level Foreign Race, while the low-level ones were beaten down in batches. The experience gained by killing creatures was alarmingly fast.

He only needed another 2 million experience points to level up to 60. In his past life, level 60 was the ultimate level, in this embodiment he was on course to make some breakthroughs.

Along the way, Lu Xun was browsing forums on his panel, checking on the situation of the different regions in Heavenly Dust.

Though the currently Heavenly Dust was not taken by surprise like it was in his past life, it sustained heavy losses.

Lu Xun found that there was a small area called Mo You Valley completely besieged. Over thirty sects were eradicated, and the entirety of Mo You Valley was engulfed in flames, with smoke filling the air, rendering the skies almost dark!

Those players who were killed by the Foreign Race to the point of being kicked off-line were cursing on the forums.

“Damn it! We were on the brink of victory until an unexpected Boss appeared!”

“Damn it! Our luck was too bad. How could we tackle this final Boss? Was this a random spawn?”

“Sob sob! At the start, I thought he was just a cute little boy. But one smack from him demolished our entire Sect!”

“Damn the brat! He brought down our home!”

Looking at the players’ descriptions and then searching for the videos, Lu Xun’s gaze froze.

The boss mentioned by the players was the Foreign Race High Priest!

Even the High Priest’s incarnation had the strength close to Ninth Rank. His true form would undoubtedly be above level 90.

Lu Xun did not know his exact level. In his past life, he did not have access to this information and only saw a string of question marks.

A great cultivator having the strength on par with the Ninth Realm wouldn’t find it difficult to sweep an entire small region single-handedly.

Lu Xun checked a video posted by a player. In the footage, the High Priest, donning a large hat, casually raised his arm and lightly pressed his hand down, causing a small hill to collapse!

For any regular fifth realm Great Cultivator, a simple wave of his hand stirred up waves of turbulent energy, blowing away a large area.

Finally, the Priest clenched his air over the distant sky. A black surge rapidly recoiled and sliced thousands of cultivators into sections.

The video ended at this point because the player recording the video was also killed and kicked offline.

Lu Xun continually refreshed the forum, only to find that the posts were all about the High Priest.

After destroying Mo You Valley, the Priest went to several more war zones. Wherever he went, he employed thunderous tactics to destroy and wreak havoc, killing players until they lost their spirit to fight.

Of course, in the game, he nodded with approval, on the forums he struck hard! There were still quite a few tenacious players criticizing fiercely on the forums.

“High Priest is the first amongst the Foreign Race under the Supreme Lord. If it comes to a one-on-one fight, even Second Senior Sister wouldn’t be able to stop him, right?” Lu Xun thought to himself.

On the Heavenly Dust Continent, the only two beings Lu Xun was aware of, possessing power beyond the Ninth Realm were his Master and Elder Gui.

He was not certain about Senior Yanli’s cultivation base. As the Senior was in a closed-door meditation, he was not considered in the equation.

Under these circumstances, no one could prevent the Priest from killing indiscriminately.

“Hmm? That’s not right.” Reading the posts uploaded by players, Lu Xun quickly discovered something amiss.

Looking at the route, if the High Priest keeps moving in the current direction without deviation, he would be headed to the Eastern Region!

“No, he’ll probably change course soon,” Lu Xun pondered to himself.

“Head to the Eastern Region?”

“Would he dare!?” Lu Xun wondered to himself.

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