Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 1022: A Chance Encounter

He Jian let out a soft exclamation. The spiritual Qi in his Dantian Lake surged and merged with his mental power. Then, it crushed toward Turbid's location. Ou Yangming had told him the location of this foreign race through voice transmission. The pressure was like an ocean. Consequently, Turbid's body quickly dispersed, turning into countless poisonous insects that wanted to merge into the yellow sand. Nonetheless, the moment it flew out, its body seemed to be fixed in mid-air by an invisible force.

Even the world in Turbid's eyes turned black and white, turning into a vortex that kept collapsing and contracting toward the middle. The vortex kept spinning, turning into an unparalleled gale that seemed to want to suck its body in. The poisonous insects gathered again uncontrollably. It was as if time had reversed, and none of them were able to escape from the vortex.

With a crack, they were directly crushed into powder by the tyrannical pressure.

The Dead Turbidity, which had the strongest survival ability in the Big Ruins, was dead!

Silence—dead silence. Only the sound of wind could be heard within the fog vortex.

The few remaining Blood Horned Dragons were pale, and cold sweat dripped down. They looked at He Jian as if they were looking at a devil, and every pore on their bodies emitted cold air.

Their minds were blank and muddled. Even the Venerable Blood Horned Dragon could not block a single move from him, so how could they do it?

He Jian pointed 3 fingers in the air. The Meridian Sword, the Chronicle, and the Blood Helianthus let out light cries and circled above his head. With a whooshing sound, they charged toward the remaining Blood Horned Dragons. These 3 longswords seemed to transcend space. Every time the longswords cut through the air, a Blood Horned Dragon would be lying in a pool of blood. Even killing a top-grade Blood Horned Dragon was like slaughtering a dog. There was not a single Blood Horned Dragon that could block the swords.

The strength of He Jian was evident from this alone.

"Ghost! He's a devil! Run—we have to run…" A Blood Horned Dragon's eyes lost focus as it roared loudly. It had long been scared out of its wits.

As soon as its voice sounded, "Buzz…" A blood-red light flashed and drew a stunning arc, directly passing through its heart. Spiritual Qi exploded in its body.

The Blood Horned Dragon's eyes dimmed, and blood trickled out of the corner of its mouth. With a bang, it fell into the fog.

He Jian used his spirit to control his swords like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. In just 2 or 3 breaths, all the Blood Horned Dragons had died. This space seemed to become hell on earth. A strong, unresolvable smell of blood drifted in all directions.

He pressed his right upper middle finger in the air, and the 3 swords circled around his head before returning to the sword case on their own.

Seeing this, Ou Yangming could not help but think, 'When the god of swords drew his sword, you've already lost.'

Jiang Yingrong and Zang Jian were also shocked. At the same time, they muttered in their hearts, 'Is this the strength of one who overcomes 6 Heavenly Thunderbolts? Isn't it a little scary?'

Nonetheless, Jiang Yingrong was more delighted. After all, He Jian was the Guardian Elder of the Jiang family, which would now gain another Venerable One. This was enough to break the original balance. After stepping into the Venerable One realm, the elder's Dantian Lake had turned into a lake, which was a qualitative change. As such, the tactic of the human sea would be useless. A Venerable One's spiritual Qi was so dense that it was difficult to describe. One could also borrow the universe's power. It could be said that every Venerable One was an existence that was like a strategic resource.

Ou Yangming waved his sleeve and walked forward. He cupped his hands and smiled. "Senior He, you're blessed with a lot of good fortune. Congratulations on taking the big leap."

He Jian did not put on the airs of a Venerable One. He lifted his sword case and did a fist salutation. "Brother Yu, I won't say much. I'll remember this favor of attaining the path. If you need me to do anything, just tell me. I won't refuse even if I die." He was being sincere. After meeting Ou Yangming, his life trajectory had undergone a huge change. Not only did he restore his foundation, but he had also passed 6 Heavenly Thunderbolts—6 Heavenly Thunderbolts!

If not for the Earthly Formation Boards and the Thunderbolt Resistant Suit, even if he wanted to transcend the 6 Heavenly Thunderbolts, the probability of him dying would be extremely high.

Moreover, this was the grace of attaining the path, hence he had no choice but to repay it.

"Senior He, you're exaggerating…" Ou Yangming waved his hand with a casual expression. Even so, he did not dodge the salutation. He also knew this favor was ridiculously great. If he were to move aside, He Jian might have some thoughts in his heart.

Zang Jian and Jiang Yingrong walked over at the same time and expressed with a smile, "Congratulations, Venerable One He!"

The words "Venerable One He" made He Jian burst with joy, and his mood became even better.

After chatting for a while, Ou Yangming looked at the Thunderbolt Resistant Suit that was scattered on the ground, and a suction force burst out from his hand. He raised his hand and grabbed, and the few pieces of equipment immediately flew over and were put into his interspatial bag. After all, the suit was too precious, so he did not want it to be scattered on the ground randomly. If it was secretly learned by someone with evil intentions, the consequences would be unimaginable. Of course, the Thunderbolt-resistant Runes were not so easy to master. The young fellow was not afraid, but he was doing this just in case. He was cautious and meticulous. This was a rare quality in him.

"Let's go!" Ou Yangming shrugged his shoulders and walked out.

"Yes!" He Jian nodded slightly and followed.

He had not expected so many things to happen on this trip.

Ou Yangming did not know that at this moment, Yu Tianrui's name had spread throughout the Big Ruins. Everything he did was enough to cause a sensation.

What was more, he had done all of these things successfully.

Not to mention other things, being an Advanced Spiritualist, he managed to force a Venerable One to defend with all his strength and even cracked open his palm. This was something that all the God-favored ones and Daoist disciples could not do. After the news spread, everyone wanted to see just what kind of genius Yu Tianrui was. Of course, the Blood Dragon Ji family already hated him to the bone.

At this time, all kinds of news were spreading around.

Yu Tianrui's name shook the Big Ruins. He had a domineering and awe-inspiring aura, and everyone knew who he was.

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Yellow sand filled the sky and covered the earth. The land was desolate.

A figure was rushing through the desert. His hair was messy, and his clothes were tattered. His face was worn out from travel. Nevertheless, his eyes still carried arrogance. This was the arrogance left behind by the bloodline of a top clan.

Who was this person if not Jiang Yunkai?

Speaking of which, Jiang Yunkai's life after leaving the Jiang family had been miserable.

He provoked Ou Yangming under the Jiang family's totem. In the end, before the young fellow even said anything, 2 top-grade Spiritualists jumped out to support him. What was even more terrifying was that it seemed as if if Jiang Yunkai said one more word, he would be cut into two by He Jian's sword so after deliberating for a moment, he still retreated.

After that, Jiang Yunkai had painstakingly planned to show off his existence, but he was ignored by Ou Yangming again. In his anger, he could only move forward alone. After going through all kinds of hardships, he finally arrived outside the Barren Desert.

At this moment, Jiang Yunkai realized in despair.

'Damn it, the fella I looked down on is actually a figure at the level of a Daoist disciple. He's actually on par with Ji Haoran. Oh my god, how could this be?'

Jiang Yunkai was so scared that his soul almost left his body. There was only one Daoist disciple in the entire Jiang family, and he had been traveling all year round in search of a chance to attain the path.

It was unknown how long it took for Jiang Yunkai to calm down his thoughts. He suppressed his uneasiness and entered the Barren Desert in search of an opportunity.

However, at this time, a strange change occurred again. All of the Spirit-devouring Scorpions seemed to have gone mad. They were mad and bared their teeth. If he was not smart enough to use the art of controlling and swallowing breath from the mouth, where he pretended to be dead and fell into a giant pit, he would have been killed long ago. Jiang Yunkai did not find any opportunities but instead, he got into trouble. One could imagine how traumatized was at this time. How could it be described? He was so traumatized that the feeling was haunting him at all times.

The bitterness in his heart was hard to describe with words.

After an unknown period, he quietly climbed up from the huge pit and left the Barren Desert.

All in all, Jiang Yunkai's experience could be summed up in one sentence. His journey had been difficult. In fact, he was unlucky.

"Pfft…" He spat and walked out into the distance with deep and shallow steps. His back was bleak, and there was even a hint of vicissitudes.

All of a sudden, Jiang Yunkai stopped in his tracks. He raised his head to look at the Barren Desert and thought to himself, 'Even if Yu Tianrui's on par with a Daoist disciple, he'll likely be killed in that terrifying beast tide, right?' Thinking of this, he felt like bright and beautiful sunlight was shining in his heart, and his mood instantly became much better.

While the enmity between him and Ou Yangming had been settled, it did not stop him from gloating.

Of course, this was also human nature. After all, he had suffered a setback from Ou Yangming. Under the circumstances where the two of them did not have much interaction, there would be a faint hostility at the bottom of his heart. This was unavoidable because this was what a normal person would think.

Jiang Yunkai forcefully exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, stepped on the yellow sand, and walked toward the Jiang residence.

At this moment, more than 10 figures appeared in his senses. Their auras were powerful, and their bodies carried a wisp of the Black Dragon Totem's power.

Joy spread across Jiang Yunkai's face. He had recognized that these were people from the Black Dragon Clan.

As expected, these 10 or so powerful auras were moving in his direction. Jiang Yunkai no longer hesitated and took the initiative to welcome them.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and muttered in his heart, 'Why did the patriarch come? What exactly happened?' The spiritual Qi in his dantian burst out. His shoulders were spread out, and he turned into a light stream, pushing his speed to the limit.

He flew directly in front of Jiang Liuche and said respectfully, "Greetings, Patriarch!"

Jiang Liuche glanced behind him and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Master Yu?" There was a hint of undetectable eagerness in his eyes. The other elders were the same. Given the kind of God-favored one Ou Yangming was, not to mention joining the Jiang family, as long as the young fellow was tied to them, as long as he broke through to become a Venerable One, and as long as the Jiang family could borrow his power, how powerful would they be?

As for whether Ou Yangming could break through to become a Venerable One? It was a given!

The young fellow was a person who had comprehended the true path intent. As long as he had a solid foundation, would breaking through to the Venerable One realm not be as easy as eating or drinking?

"What?" Jiang Yunkai thought he had heard wrong. 'You beloved disciple is also on the list of people who came to the Barren Desert this time, yet you asked about an outsider?'

He was stunned for a moment until he saw Jiang Liuche's eyebrows knitted together. He then hurriedly replied, "I don't know, I got separated from… From them."

Jiang Liuche was silent for a long while. The wrinkles on his face squeezed together slightly. He looked mighty without being angry.

Jiang Yunkai saw his expression and felt uneasy. He thought to himself, 'What happened? Why… Why are the strong powerhouses in the clan acting so strangely?'