Chapter 2090 - The Ninth Disciple (One)

The man who seemed to be in his thirties said, “Our Daoist Sect of Divine Sound was once renowned throughout the Saints’ World due to the glory brought on by the Third Ancestor, but after she passed away, we’ve declined. Our current status is not even a fraction of what it was in the past. But Mu’er, your appearance has brought hope to our sect, allowing us to see that we will shake up the Saints’ World once again in the future. This is all because you’ve obtained the Third Ancestor’s legacy.”

“But if you want to inherit the legacy completely, the artifact spirit of the Zither of the Demonic Cry must awaken completely, and then you can obtain the full legacy of the Third Ancestor from there. As a result, awakening the artifact spirit is the most important matter both to you and the entire sect.”

The man sighed gently when he reached there. He said powerlessly, “However, there’s nothing in our sect that can awaken the artifact spirit of the Zither of the Demonic Cry. The only method we can think of right now is in the Neptunean Divine Palace.”

“Mu’er.” The third ancestor of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound, the woman who seemed to be in her thirties, looked at Shangguan Mu’er and said, “The Neptunean Divine Palace opens once every ten thousand years, and it just happens to be open right now. Originally, we planned for you to go the next time it opened. We believed that with your talent and the unconditional support and nurturing of our sect, we could raise your strength to the level of supreme Godkings in ten thousand years such that you would be without worries in the Neptunean Divine Palace.”

“However, plans are never perfect. Now that the artifact spirit of the Neptunean Divine Palace has awakened, and a new master for the divine hall will be chosen, it’ll probably be the last time the Neptunean Divine Palace opens. You cannot miss out on this opportunity.”

“Ancestor, you want us to go to the Neptunean Divine Palace right now?” Shangguan Mu’er asked.

“That’s right. The Neptunean Divine Palace opens for a very short period each time, so if you want to make it in time, you need to use the teleportation formation across planes,” said the central old woman. Then, she said to the two ancestors, “Lian Qi, Gu Na, you know exactly how important Mu’er is to our Daoist Sect of Divine Sound, so I’ll leave the escorting up to you and your husband when you go to the Neptunean Divine Palace.”

“Moreover, the Neptunean Divine Palace this time will be different. Many supreme prodigies will definitely be gathered in there. Although Mu’er has already become a Godking from the sect’s full support, she is still nowhere close to those supreme prodigies, so her safety in there will be handled by Jun Kong.”

With that, Jun Kong’s face immediately lit up. He said in a hurry, “Please do not worry, master and ancestors. In the Neptunean Divine Palace, disciple I will definitely keep junior Mu’er safe to the best of my abilities.”

“Alright. With Jun Kong going in again, we don’t need to worry about Mu’er’s safety too much in the Neptunean Divine Palace,” said the man. He was Lian Qi as well as Jun Kong’s master, one of the four ancestors of the Daoist Sect of Divine Sound.

“Let’s not tarry and set off right now,” Gu Na stood up and glanced at Lian Qi gently before immediately leaving in a group of four.

At the same time, there was a gloomy space that never saw daylight elsewhere. The environment there was horrid, filled with swamps and poisonous insects. There were even abnormally powerful magical beasts and lifeforms of other races that darted about like shadows. Bloody slaughtered happened everywhere.

Currently, there was a young man soaked in blood within a forest in that space. He engaged in an intense battle against a huge, golden ape that was a hundred meters tall. He fought with great intensity, where each clash was like the collision of two huge meteorites. Deafening booms rang out with terrifying energy shockwaves. Whenever they clashed, it would carry an overwhelming amount of origin energy, leading to a destructive fight.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The huge ape was covered in blood, where its thick, lustrous, golden fur had been dyed red by blood. It roared out furiously and struck out time and time again in a battle to the death against the young man.

The battle lasted for several hours. In the end, the young man produced a huge strand of sword Qi that pierced the golden ape’s head, bringing the battle to a close.

After the battle ended, the young man knelt on one knee as he gasped for air. He murmured, “I never thought Ancient Great Apes would actually be so powerful. It was just a young gold ape king, yet it was so difficult to deal with despite being at the same cultivation level. I really wonder just how terrifying dark gold apes will be.”

“It’s already very impressive that you could defeat a gold ape king of the Ancient Great Apes. However, unless you rank within the top ten on the Godkings’ Throne, you’re nowhere close to being the opponent of a dark gold ape king of the Ancient Great Apes. That is because their bloodline is so powerful that it’s only a tad weaker than the warring gods,” a woman’s voice rang out of nowhere at this moment, reverberating across the entire world.

With that, the gloomy world suddenly distorted heavily. The entire world actually faded away at a visible rate before completely vanishing in the end. It was replaced by a huge, empty space.

The young man soaked in blood stood within that huge space. Tremendous, unimaginable formations filled the surroundings, where every line of inscription glimmered like the stars in the sky. However, the energy pulses they gave off were enough to destroy worlds.

Even in the Saints’ World, this was a formation that had reached the very peak. The gloomy space before and the golden Great Ape had been conjured by the formation.

Even though the world was fake, the battle was real, so the young man’s blood did actually drip from his body while his wounds were real as well.

“It’s just a pity that dark gold ape kings haven’t appeared for several million years,” the woman’s voice rang out once again with pity.

This time, the origins of her voice were no longer undetectable anymore. It had clearly originated from behind the young man.

Several hundred meters behind the young man, a woman who only seemed to be in her twenties stood there in a red dress. Although she seemed like a mortal, without giving off any presence of possessing cultivation, her bearing was otherworldly. She possessed a beauty that was capable of outshining even the moon.

The bloodied young man looked at the woman and snickered. He clasped his hands towards the woman and said, “Greetings, eighth senior.”

“Although you were brought up by senior Bisheng, you haven’t been formally acknowledged as a disciple, so you’re not exactly my junior. Clean yourself up immediately. Master wants to see you,” the woman said to the young man before turning around and leaving.

“Master wants to see me?” The young man blinked when he heard that. He wondered inside, “I’ve already been here for so long, but I’ve never seen master. Let alone master, I haven’t seen anyone else apart from eighth senior and that old man called Bisheng. Moreover, that old man is not even a person. He’s an artifact spirit.”

“That old man called Bisheng always praises how powerful master is, but I’ve never seen master before at all. I can finally see him now. If master really is as powerful as that old man says he is, sending me back must be a piece of cake for him.”