CHAPTER 553: CHAPTER 553 GOING BACK TOGETHER

Yang Tian nodded slightly after hearing this, then looked at Chen Xue and said: "Xiao Xue, in Shenjian Gate, keep your mood stable, strive to master the strength of the robbery period as soon as possible. I will return together with the elders of the sect."

"Alright, I’ll listen to Brother Yang!"

Chen Xue immediately nodded smartly.

After Yang Tian saw what he witnessed, he immediately swung his large sleeves and slowly walked toward the door with his sword.

His destination: the boundless ocean, the chaotic city!

...

In the Cultivation World, the strongest spiritual kingdom is one of the three main sects—Jianling Sect. All the soul tokens of the Jianling Sect are enshrined in the ancestral hall.

At that time, the disciple responsible for cleaning the ancestral hall was not present.

Only two elderly men with furrowed brows remained.

"Brother Duan, have you visited the Imperial Forest today? I wonder if the clan leader has emerged from seclusion?" one elder asked anxiously.

This man, named Xiao Daoyin, was the brother of Zongjian Ridge. He was one of the strongest survivors of Zongjian Ridge.

As for Duan, the brother of Zongjian Ridge and known as "Duan Nong of the Shadowless Sword," he held a unique status.

Duan Nong listened to Xiao Daoyin’s words but did not immediately respond. Instead, he waved his hand, and instantly, a sound-blocking barrier appeared around the two of them. Duan Nong confined their voices within a meter so that no one else could hear them.

After setting this up, Duan Nong shook his head and said: "Still no progress. But I don’t have any new information, either."

As for the state of Zongjian Ridge, Yang Tian naturally was unaware.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care, because he was now carrying his sword across the vast sea and sky, heading toward the so-called Chaos City.

During this journey, while Yang Tian felt at ease and carefree, the Priest Sword elder accompanying him was utterly exhausted, almost to the point of collapse!

After all, as the weakest elder of the Divine Sword Sect, her cultivation level was only at the later stage of the Divine Separation period. Even though Yang Tian was currently suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth to the Divine Separation period as well, she was no match for his speed.

As a result, the elder had nearly depleted her energy to keep up. How could she not feel fatigued?

Of course, it wasn’t that Yang Tian was being unkind or deliberately moving so fast. Instead, the elders feared the dangers that might arise over the three great oceans, forcing them to move at such a rapid pace.

Even if Yang Tian wanted to slow down, they wouldn’t allow it!

Seeing that they were only halfway through their journey and noticing the Priest Sword elder’s weariness, Yang Tian finally halted mid-air and said indifferently: "Let’s find a place nearby to restore our True Yuan."

"No, no, you don’t need to worry about me, Lord Tian! Let’s move quickly! It’s not safe to stay here. Although those insignificant night pests are nothing to you, if they discern my identity and warn Chaos City in advance, I fear this journey will become exceedingly dangerous!"

The elder insisted that they press on despite her state, forcing herself to mobilize her remaining spiritual energy.

But Yang Tian simply flicked his finger lightly, and she found herself completely immobilized, unable to take another step.

"Lord Tian, you..." the elder asked with a trace of confusion as she stared at Yang Tian.

"It’s nothing. Carry on. Even if you’re not tired, Benzi is," Yang Tian replied with a faint smile, casually glancing at a nearby island. He grabbed the elder and flew directly to the island, preparing to rest there for a while.

Seeing this, the Priest Sword elder was immediately moved.

How could she not understand? With Yang Tian’s strength during the robbery period, the energy she had expended was nothing more than a drop in the ocean! He had stopped purely out of compassion for her, a subordinate!

Such acts of humanity were rare within the major sects of the cultivation world.

After all, the law of the jungle reigned supreme in the cultivation world.

To powerful cultivators, weaker ones were like ants.

Otherwise, take Shenjian Gate’s late Sect Leader Ye as an example. During his time, he dismissed the lives of elder swords as mere fodder on the path to immortality, ruthlessly killing anyone weaker than him.

The reason for attempting to kill Yang Tian stemmed solely from protecting his dignity as Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect.

But in the end, Yang Tian rebelled and killed him. Shenjian Gate ultimately fell into Yang Tian’s hands.

Not long after landing on the island, Yang Tian saw that the Priest Sword elder stopped forcing herself, and he naturally removed the restraint on her. Without much ceremony, he casually opened a cave and sat down within it.

Understandably, the elder dared not be as carefree as Yang Tian. Instead, she meticulously inspected the surrounding area with her spiritual abilities and laid down a multitude of alert and defensive measures before beginning her recovery.

It was evident that during the trek with the High Priest, her True Yuan loss was significant!

And so, she meditated motionless for three days and nights!

By the morning of the fourth day, the fatigue within her shen body had finally dissipated.

"Lord Tian, I have restored my energy. I believe we can resume our journey..."

Opening her eyes slowly, the elder began to speak, only to find Yang Tian, who was supposed to be seated in deep meditation, now standing in front of her, silently gazing into the distance with profound eyes.

Seeing this, the Priest Sword elder curiously stepped forward and asked: "Lord Tian, what are you looking at? Did something happen?"

"Look for yourself," Yang Tian said faintly.

At these words, the Priest Sword elder immediately turned her gaze toward where Yang Tian was looking. What she saw shocked her.

Not far from them stood two figures facing each other.

One of them was a one-eyed man. A long scar stretched from his forehead to his chin, giving him an ominous appearance.

As soon as the elder saw this man, she recognized him as one of the sea’s infamous killers!

After all, once cultivators reached a certain level, they had the ability to alter their appearance. Rarely did anyone keep such a disfiguring scar; most would find ways to conceal it.

But... when had this person appeared behind her?

Listening to the indifferent tone of Yang Tian, she couldn’t help but feel the same air as the Ghost Elder—someone to whom killing others was as trivial as squashing ants. Unnoticed, a bead of cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

The one-eyed man, who had initially been observing, gradually suppressed his smile and furrowed his brow.

Because neither he nor Ghost Elder had noticed when Yang Tian had moved to stand behind Ghost Elder.

To block the Ghost Elder’s attacks twice and silently stalk him from behind...

This was no ordinary Divine Separation-level "ant" capable of such feats!

*Shing!*

Ghost Elder instinctively stepped back, distancing himself from Yang Tian. His ghostly eyes glimmered under his black robe as he asked in a heavy voice: "Who are you?"

"You’re not worthy of knowing!"

Yang Tian cast a cold glance at the terrified elder and repeated his earlier words: "If you leave now, my honor will allow you to survive for another lifetime."

"Insulting!"

Hearing Yang Tian’s words again, Ghost Elder’s expression shifted from mocking to seething fury.

Who was he?

He was a high-ranking elder of the Ghost King Sect, one of the Cultivation World’s three supreme clans — feared and unmatched!

His ambition rivaled even the Heavens!

Even within the strongest sects, few dared to speak to him in such a condescending tone.

Yet now, a mere ant in the Divine Separation stage had the audacity to talk to him this way!

Though Yang Tian had proven capable of deflecting Ghost Elder’s and Ghost Bamboo’s attacks, in the Ghost Elder’s eyes, he was still nothing more than an insignificant ant!