Another Cliché Cultivation Story - Chapter 100
The Great Ancestor’s shocking words created a peculiar silence throughout the battlefield as this was the first time they had heard of such a thing.
Heaven hates us all and wishes nothing but death on all of us…
Seers are an anomaly born from his creation, just like so many others…
What does all this mean? Does Heaven despise cultivators? And what exactly are Seers?
The Great Ancestor’s remark created more questions than answers which led to thoughtful expressions appearing one after the other, even on the Graha’s side this was no exception.
Dong Zongying was also the same. However, she was able to piece a few things together. After all, she was the closest to the old man out of everyone here.
Whether or not the Heavens disliked cultivators, she didn’t exactly know, but she could guess what a Seer was.
She had seen the old man pry into a person’s destiny, discern events of the future, and even change the fate of the Mortal Desolate World.
To have such heaven-defying abilities, she can conclude that Seers are terrifying existences.
Yatong was similar to Dong Zongying. While he didn’t know everything, he had contacts with the Upper World, which allowed him to be privy to certain information, yet, he didn’t have any desire to offer any explanation to anyone. This was simply not the time for that.
He merely narrowed his eyes and let the old man have the last words.
Then, he raised his hand. It was a simple action, but it caused the Great Ancestor to frown.
The reason for it was solely in the clutch of Yatong’s fingers with a golden strand of light visibly seen within his grasp. It wriggled vigorously, desperately trying to escape with all its might. Alas, it was useless as it was tightly held by Yatong.
Before the Great Ancestor could even react, Yatong pushed the golden light into his chest and the two fused into one.
In a blink of an eye, Yatong’s translucent body glowed with a golden hue and he gave off an enigmatic aura that was hard to describe.
The people from the Arcane Mountain were confused, they became wary, expecting a great change to occur, but nothing spectacular happened. This left them puzzled.
Only a handful of individuals truly knew what had just occurred.
Zeng Shihao, standing behind Dong Zongying like her shadow, was one of them. He angrily snorted the moment he saw what Yatong was holding and he was reminded of that hateful Dongwu Sheng, no, Di Wentian. It hadn’t been that long ago since he’d seen that familiar golden light.
“Heavenly Merit…” he muttered.
The Great Ancestor slightly shook his head. He had initially wanted to stop Yatong but alas, he was too late.
Others may not know the significance of this wisp of golden light, but how could he not?
Heavenly Merit was the bane of many great sources of power, including even the Seers’ abilities as well. With this, the advantage he held over Yatong was no more.
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The latter saw his expression and let out a satisfied smile.
“Back then, the only reason why you defeated me so overwhelmingly was because of your ability to see my intended thoughts and actions. You Seers are all like that, always looking into the future to your advantage and that’s what makes fighting you all an impossible task. However, you’re not without weaknesses. Now, with Heavenly Merit protecting me from your divination, the result of our battle this time will be different.”
The people of the Arcane Mountain started to panic. While they were still struggling to understand everything, they could at least recognize that the Great Ancestor was now put in an unfavorable position. They all looked at him in worry.
The old man, however, was still calm. How could he not have predicted that a day like this would possibly come? His thoughts weren’t even on Yatong at the moment but more so on his possession of that golden wisp of light.
The appearance of Heavenly Merit has strangely been increasing more and more lately. There’s Yatong, Di Wentian, the red-haired lass, and Linghun Daiyu as well, if she’s in the Lower World, then without a doubt, she’s shielding herself with Heavenly Merit.
Then there’s also that mysterious couple that Yueyin has mentioned. I’ve tried to divine their identities but in the end, it’s almost like they don’t exist. How could that be when they are the ones who have been sealing the formatics left behind by the Graha? To be able to hide their existence to such an extent, whatever Merit Art they’re using is far beyond ordinary.
So many people in possession of Heavenly Merit, what a strange sight to behold…
Since when did such an exceptionally rare and unique form of resource become so common?
Then again, Yatong, Di Wentian, and Linghun Daiyu all belong to the same faction, and with the Graha race being one of the two rulers of this universe, with their profound knowledge, power, and background, it makes sense for them to be able to get their hand on Heavenly Merit. The same goes for the red-haired girl. If she’s who I think she is, then her status is no lower than that of Linghun Daiyu.
So if those four are all accounted for then who exactly is that man and woman? What kind of background do they have?
The Great Ancestor was deep in thought, which made Yatong furious. He didn’t know what the old man was thinking about but it was obvious that his attention wasn’t on him.
This made Yatong feel like he wasn’t being taken seriously.
A harsh screech suddenly erupted from his body, drowning out all other noises in the vicinity. The disciples of the Arcane Mountain instinctively clapped their ears shut but it did nothing as it was an attack on their soul.
They have no idea how to explain this torment. It was like someone was ringing a gigantic bell in their mind, disturbing their psyche to its very core. It was so loud that their brains felt like they might explode at any second.
ARGH!
Many of them cried out in horror at this uncomfortable sound. They had no idea how to defend against it.
Even the Hall Masters were heavily frowning in pain so one could only imagine how the disciples with weaker cultivation bases were feeling.
Thankfully, the ordinary mirror that was floating beside the Great Ancestor soon radiated with a soft light. Tendrils spawn from it, attaching themselves to everyone from the Arcane Mountain and protecting them from the harsh noise.
The disciples sighed in relief after their pain was alleviated but their faces were still pale with fright.
The screech that emanated from Yatong was too strong! It was almost on par with Linghun Daiyu!
“You’re already at the preliminary point of seeing the Extreme Level, why are you bullying a bunch of juniors?” The Great Ancestor criticized.
Yatong laughed wickedly, “Why does it matter? They’ll all be buried here today! Henceforth, the legacy of Empress Han Lan will be erased and the Mortal Desolate World will be without its Guardian! You decrepit old fool, you dare not take me seriously?! Die for me!!”
Yatong disappeared and at the same time, the Great Ancestor vanished as well. Their figures were nowhere to be seen, but earth-shattering explosions sounded from the void and shook the Mortal Desolate World. Cracks appeared in the sky and on the ground. The fractures were so great that a slight gravitational pull emerged from it and sucked in the water from the ocean nonstop. Some smaller beasts were also caught in the destruction and before they even knew what happened, their bodies were torn to shreds.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed. The sky had long lost its source of light and was completely engulfed in darkness.
The battle between the Great Ancestor and Yatong made people swallow their saliva in horror. In an instant, the nature of the world was flipped upside down.
In the midst of their trepidation, one person failed to notice the chaos around them.
That person was precisely Dong Zongying.