Master of Untold Daos

Chapter 427: Star Dragon’s Descent

Li Suyi and Ling Xian watched the peak from the foot of the mountain, “Third junior brother, what do you make of head senior sister’s summon?”

Li Suyi replied, “Perhaps she’s bored and called us for a chat.”

They felt a sudden icy breeze sweep their legs, enough to make their skin crawl. Ling Xian said, “I got a bad feeling about this.”

Li Suyi felt fear when he gazed at the peak, “I feel the same.”

They hesitated before Ling Xian said, “Let’s not keep her waiting or it could get worse.”

Fifteen minutes later, wails of agony filled the mountain.

Six hours later found Li Suyi and Ling Xian peppered in wounds and Zhuo Qingyao asking them, “What’s wrong, juniors? Is this the time to slack off? Your power hasn’t budged an inch of progress.”

“Well, forget it. Tend to your wounds and be here first thing in the morning.”

The two clasped their hands, “Yes, head senior sister!”

They rested and were at the foot of the mountain at the first crack of dawn, looking bitter. Ling Xian began, “I thought you’re a no show.

Yan Mountain was filled with cruelty, but the number one horror in their hearts was the diabolical spar with head senior sister.

Just yesterday they were beaten to an inch of their lives. But once they found out Master was to pass the Sacred Mountain’s Wordless Upheaval, all thoughts of complaining left them, coming once again before Zhuo Qingyao.

Li Suyi said, “Training a thousand days for one moment. If this is Master’s Wordless Upheaval, I will also participate in the Mortal Tribulation no matter what!”

Ling Xian said, “We shall see then the difference between us and the world’s geniuses.”

“On the day of Master’s tribulation, the Galaxy will get to know the existence of Yan Mountain. Its name will spread throughout the world.”

“Master once said, people have one life, and they need to live it to the fullest, to do the things they like the most. With a world so wide, I want to fight my way through.”

Li Suyi and Ling Xian looked up at the so-called geniuses filling the sky. Before head senior sister’s savagery, they only amount to this.

Different points of views.

Chen Ming and Ninth fought a savage battle for over a day. Chen Ming sported some flesh wounds, yet none proved cumbersome.

Chen Ming took this course to see if he could beat the crap out of Ninth’s Nirvana.

At least, he never remained wounded a day ago. According to Nirvana Aura’s description, there was a certain chance to possess an undying body, though not a true eternal body.

What Chen Ming figured was that his wounds healed slower.

The cultivators watching them for so long sighed again and again.

How to beat such an opponent?

Even a thousand average Earth Immortals would’ve fallen by now.

They didn’t know the meaning of fatigue.

And to top it all off, they were spiritual cultivators wrestling with their bodies. They couldn’t even begin to wonder how strong those hardship cultivators from Crownless Assembly were.

Powerful spiritual cultivators had their own means of protection, or they would’ve been mowed down by hardship cultivators.

As for the two before them, they were spiritual cultivators with incredible cultivation, with a spiritual power of ruthless character. Refining their body with it would also achieve some form of hardship cultivation.

The two never used any serious moves so far.

Just how Chen Ming never used the Allheaven Stellar Array, Ninth refrained from using one of the grand immortal arts, Sun God’s Brilliance.

The so-called cultivation method was to promote one’s realm. It could increase one’s body strength, spiritual power, and immortal power.

Magical arts, on the other hand, were a fight’s trade. The outcome of one would rely greatly on their strengths. Powerful cultivators had a killing move, a magical art that sucked a large part, if not all, of spiritual power.

Fights weren’t a trading blow contest. True victory lied in the span of a single move.

And here came the question. This was all good and all but didn’t that mean all cultivators needed to train in only one magical art? Yet reality was different, with each cultivator having an entire arsenal of strange and mystical magical arts.

Why?

The answer was one word, miss.

If one used most of his spiritual power, if not all, and missed, his future was bleak.

He’d feel awkward beyond belief, plus endanger his own life.

They practiced other magical arts to use the right tool for the job, to take advantage of a situation with the attack that fit the window presented to them.

As such, this was the most uncommon way of fighting, one that only fit geniuses. They alone dared to take such a gamble. They were confident enough the enemy couldn’t dodge.

Immortal arts were divided into common and grand. Grand immortal arts were immortal arts that only an Immortal King could unleash their true power. Supreme Gold Immortals were also able, though not as powerful. The ten grand immortal arts were those that everyone came to call killing moves.

Any could train in grand immortal arts, however, the displayed effect left to be desired.

The same spiritual power used through the ten grand immortal arts was far more powerful used to power grand immortal arts, who in turn were stronger than immortal arts.

This was concerning equal levels, obviously.

If they differed, then it was a whole nother ball game. Just like comparing an Earth Immortal with a Transcending realm cultivator, the first released immortal art like no tomorrow, while the later one, tops. Not to mention a Transcending realm cultivator wasn’t certain he could possess one to begin with...

One person smiled at Chen Ming, “Star Dragon Crown Prince is only so-so. He can’t even handle Ninth Crown Prince for a moment.”

“What Star Dragon, he is no match for Ninth Crown Prince.”

“Is Star Dragon unusable once the fighting is drawn-out?”

“Ninth Crown Prince didn’t use Sun God’s Brilliance either!”

Stars glittered from Chen Ming’s back and a Star Dragon took to the skies. This was the first appearance of the complete Allheaven Stellar Array.

The Star Dragon flitted around and, in three li range, the ground sank a foot, his pressure bearing down on all creation.

This immortal metal like ground crumbled as the Earth Immortals shivered. If they were inside its range, they would be turned to mush!