Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 1378: Wastrel

Jiang Yi asked in detail about the Phantom Race and quickly verified that the Phantom Race was not connected to the Mighty God Race at all.

The Phantom Race members were physically very normal. They weren’t like the Mighty God Race where it was normal for people to be thirty to forty feet high. The bodies of the Phantom Race members were also not strong. Their strongest points were their ability to escape and their attacking strength. If it wasn’t for the fact that the Ink Feather Race members were so very fast and had powerful soul spirits, the Ink Feather Race might not have been able to suppress the Phantom Race.

Since they were talking about the Phantom Race, Jiang Yi had a thought as he asked, “Is it difficult to head to the Saint Spirit Domain? I want to go there to find someone!” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

“It is difficult!”

Gu Mu shook his head and said, “It is hard to cross to another domain. Unless you are a Hunting Envoy from the Earth Emanations Pavilion, Demon-Killing Pavilion, Battle God Pavilion, or a Titled Battle God formidable martial artist. Ordinary people do not have the ability to directly fly in the spatial zone. If you want to go to the Saint Spirit Domain, you can only do so by teleporting from the Earth Emanations City. If it was any other domain, it might be easier. However, the Phantom Race had always been anti-foreigners. If you wish to enter, you need to pay ten times the ordinary amount of divine roots. While I do not know the exact sum, I think you will need at least ten million divine roots!”

“Ten million!”

Jiang Yi sucked in a cold breath. He was now the City Lord and could only make at most twenty thousand divine roots a day. That would be three million divine roots in a year. To gather ten million divine roots would require three to four years. A year in the Higher Domain was a hundred in the Lower Domain. That meant that he needed three to four hundred Lower-Domain years to be able to accumulate enough divine roots!

Within that amount of time, Yi Chan and company would have all passed away, right?

Although Yi Piaopiao was from a divine race—after so much time, she would probably be a fossil by then, right?

“How about heading to the Ten Thousand Saints Domain?” Jiang Yi asked again. Gu Mu thought about it and replied, “The Ten Thousand Saints Domain is small. This is cheaper. It would probably require a few hundred thousand divine roots.”

Jiang Yi asked curiously, “A small domain? How small?”

Gu Mu explained, “The Earth Emanations Domain is about the size of a hundred Ten Thousand Saints Domains. If I recall correctly, the Ten Thousand Saints Domain is a subsidiary of a huge domain. Master, you have a friend there?”

“So small?”

Jiang Yi’s eyes revealed his slight disappointment. He had thought that the Mystic Thearch was doing pretty well. Now, it seemed as if he wasn’t. The Mystic Thearch was just a city lord of a small city; that was the same as Jiang Yi now.

“Oh, right!”

Jiang Yi thought about the matter of heading down to the Lower Domain and asked again, “Can members of the Phantom Race go to the Lower Domain as they please? Isn’t the Mortal Domain’s spatial zone very unstable? The Phantom Race is a divine race; wouldn’t they make the Lower Domain disintegrate?”

Gu Mu sighed deeply and said, “This is where the Phantom Race is powerful. They can easily enter any small mystic realm or any small domain. Once they have hidden there, they could then suddenly assassinate their enemies. Their race can completely hide any aura of theirs. Even a King-Ranked formidable martial artist would not be able to detect them. They are that terrifying.”

“King-Ranked; The Green Eagle King is King-Ranked, right?” Jiang Yi had thought of the Green Eagle King.

“Yes!”

Gu Mu nodded and said, “To be able to reach the Demon-Killing Battle God Realm would make one a formidable martial artist. Beyond that, there are Titled Demon-Killing Battle Gods; people that are bestowed names and titles. These people are considered the cream of the crop. For example, Mo Lingqiu had been given the title ‘Cold Autumn’. Normally, people would call him the Cold Autumn Heaven Emanations martial artist. Above Titled Demon-Killing Battle Gods are the King-Ranked martial artists. There are no more than ten in the entire Earth Domain who have been bestowed this rank!”

“Oh, oh!”

Jiang Yi finally understood. It seemed like it wasn’t a coincidence that Yi Piaopiao could easily enter and leave the Stellarsky Domain; this was a unique mystical ability of the Phantom Race. Jiang Yi was deep in thought for a while, and he then rose to enter the Technique Practicing Room. He was prepared to test it out and see if what he had cultivated was the Power of Heaven and Earth or not.

The Earth Emanations Pavilion Luo Clan’s Technique Practicing Room was of a very high grade. Even a peak-stage God King would not be able to destroy it from the inside. Jiang Yi activated the restrictions and immediately circulated the yellow energy in his ninth star sphere and spread it throughout his body.

Plip! Plop!

As the Power of Heaven and Earth circulated in his body, a familiar sensation spread throughout him. He felt as if he had taken the China Root Elixir as all the bones and muscles in his body started to become stronger at a frightening speed. From his bones also came sounds of cracking and expansion. Jiang Yi clenched his fist and felt as if he had an unlimited source of power, that one punch from him could kill a peak-stage God General.

“This is indeed the Power of Heaven and Earth. My physical body is at least tens of times stronger; so is my strength! Furthermore, this is only after using a small amount of the Power of Heaven and Earth. If I cultivate the first stage of the Mighty God Technique to the Phenomenal Stage, wouldn’t my body and strength be increased by a hundred-fold?”

Jiang Yi’s eyes lit up. Everything was as the Mighty God Technique had described. As his feet moved slightly, his body moved explosively and slammed into the wall ahead of him as he then smashed his fist on it.

Boom!

The walls trembled slightly as the restrictions in the Technique Practicing Room started to flash. Jiang Yi’s eyes lit up. His strength had increased by at least thirty-fold, and his speed was so very fast. He had successfully cultivated the Mighty God Technique.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jiang Yi was itching to try it out as he smashed the wall a couple more times. He then looked at his radiating fist and was silently shocked. His shock quickly turned into curiosity: only members of the Mighty God Race could cultivate the Mighty God Technique; this was common knowledge. Why was it that Jiang Yi could cultivate this?

Yi Piaopiao and the Mighty God Race had no connection whatsoever, much less Jiang Bieli who grew up in the Stellarsky Domain. Hence, Jiang Yi’s blood should not be of the Mighty God Race’s bloodline.

“Could it be due to the Nameless Divine Art?”

Jiang Yi recalled that the Power of Heaven and Earth had appeared in his ninth star sphere and not his divine core. This ninth star sphere had always been very strange. It could not only absorb the astral winds but could also automatically merge flames. Now, it could cultivate the Power of Heaven and Earth as well. Something was going on here.

“Something isn’t right though!”

Although the Nameless Divine Art was mystical, it was—after all—something that the mysterious elder had created. Although it was without question this elder was very strong, he couldn’t actually be more powerful than the Mighty God Race, right? If the mysterious elder was not as strong as them, how could some cultivation technique he had created be compatible with the Mighty God Technique? If the mysterious elder was stronger than the Mighty God Race, how could this elder have died? Who could have killed him?

“It doesn’t matter anymore!”

Jiang Yi shook his head. Regardless of the reason, the most important thing was that he could cultivate the Mighty God Technique now. If he kept on cultivating this and reached the ultimate level of the Mighty God Technique—when he used it then, his body could be a hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand times more powerful!

What would it be like to have a body ten thousand times stronger?

Jiang Yi could not imagine. When he used the China Root Elixir which had strengthened his body ten-fold, he could already be on par with a peak-stage God General. If his body was made ten thousand times stronger, could he be directly on par with a Demon-Killing Battle God?

“Cultivate!”

Jiang Yi did not want to care about anything else. He immediately sat cross-legged to start to realize the Mighty God Technique. He wanted to buy time and cultivate the first stage of the Mighty God Technique to the Phenomenal Stage. Once that happened, he would possess a strength hundred-fold stronger.

“Uh...”

However, Jiang Yi was in seclusion for a full ten Lower-Domain days when he discovered a problem. His realizing speed was very slow; he had only made a little progress in ten days. In contrast—when he was in the Primitive Mystic Realm, he felt as if everything was accelerated; and his speed was much faster then.

“Could it be one’s realizing speed was elevated within the Primitive Mystic Realm as well?”

A huge question mark surfaced in Jiang Yi’s mind. If that was the case, it was going to be problematic. Jiang Yi could only go into the Primitive Mystic Realm once more for free. He did not dare to go in casually anymore. The Primitive Mystic Realm was too precious a place. As his level was still extremely low, it would really be a waste if he entered now.

However, if he tried to realize the Mighty God Technique here in the outside world—based on his current speed, he would probably have to use one or two full years in order for him to reach the Phenomenal Stage of the first level.

A year in the Higher Domain was a hundred in the Lower Domain!

Jiang Yi could not afford to wait. He paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and went to the Demon-Killing Pavilion again.

When he mentioned to Lu Hong that he wanted to enter the Primitive Mystic Realm once more, Lu Hong’s eyes shrank; and he almost spat out blood. Even if Jiang Yi wanted to be a wastrel, this wasn’t the way. An ordinary Demon-Killing Battle King needed at least ten years to accumulate enough battle merits to enter this place once.