The Prodigies War-Novel

“There it is, the entrance to Mulberry Woodland.”

An hour later, Zhao Xingye and Lin Xun appeared inside a huge, barren canyon. Its end was covered in gray mist.

Zhao Xingye looked at the mist and said softly, “Over ten years ago, the great emperor entered that place with the others. Not only them, the great figures of the Brute Warriors and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans all entered as well.”

Lin Xun looked at the canyon’s end and saw that it was indeed different from back then.

When he had first chere, the mist had been much thinner and not too menacing.

But at this moment, just standing outside the entrance, Lin Xun could already feel an imminent threat.

What exactly did that place hide?

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun asked, “Senior, how should I go and join the great emperor?”

“Take this token and follow its scent.” Zhao Xingye had cprepared. She handed Lin Xun a golden jade tablet engraved with mysterious runes. “Remember, you must be careful!”

Lin Xun nodded, then suddenly asked. “Just what are the cultivation levels of…the emperor and the others?”

This was a question that he had speculated about many times and had also asked many people, but unfortunately, no one had given him an answer.

“Quasi-Emperor.”

Zhao Xingye’s reply was casual, but it was like a sky-shattering stone that shook Lin Xun to the core. He just stood there in shock.

Quasi-Emperor!

The gravity of this word was enough to suffocate any Saint!

“Even that old fox Zhao Tailai is one?” blurted Lin Xun incredulously.

Zhao Xingye couldn’t help but smile. “It’s normal that you find it hard to believe. Cultivators in the empire are subjected to the laws of this plane. Not to mention Quasi-Emperors, even Saint-Kings will find their hands tied and their cultivation level suppressed.

“The empire is like a small pond, while a Quasi-Emperor is like a huge dragon. In order to survive in the pond, they can only transform themselves into a fish.

“But strictly speaking, the empire isn’t a small pond…which you should have felt when you returned to the empire this time. With the drastic changes in the heavens and earth, the laws that the empire are subjected to are also different from what they used to be.

“In short, the reason why the great emperor and the others have willingly stayed in the empire is to wait for this drastic change to arrive and seize this great opportunity!”

By this point, Lin Xun finally managed to calm down quite a bit. He smiled bitterly, “I really didn’t expect the empire to be so unfathomable.”

To think that a barren place that was regarded as a lower plane by the Ancient Wasteland Domain had Quasi-Emperors hibernating within. Who in the Ancient Wasteland Domain would dare to believe it if they knew?

“It’s not just our empire; this is also the case for the Magi Brute Warriors and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.” Zhao Xingye calmly said, “The Ancient Wasteland Domain is indeed extraordinary, vast, and hundreds of times more flourishing than the lower world.

“However, it doesn’t have the Return Dominion that is one of the four great dao dominions, nor does it have a primal chaos origin land like Mulberry Woodland. This is where our true depths lie.”

Speaking of this, Zhao Xingye looked at Lin Xun. “Have you ever wondered why Lu Boya chose to stay here?”

Lin Xun frowned. “Also because the lower world is not simple?”

Zhao Xingye nodded. “I didn’t understand it before, but after I beca Saint and remembered sthings from the past, I realized that the lower world is truly extraordinary. But it’s pointless to tell you about this now, you’ll understand when you beca Saint.”

“Mhm.” Lin Xun agreed and collected his thoughts. Turning his gaze to the distant entrance to Mulberry Woodland, he said, “I’m off, Senior.”

Then, he strode toward the woodland’s entrance.

Zhao Xingye advised, “Remember to watch out for the experts of the two other camps. I’ve been searching for traces of the enemy in Blood Kill Battlefield in the past few days, but have cup empty-handed. I suspect that Niu Zhenyu and the Dark Blood Magi Saint have also led their groups into Mulberry Woodland.”

Lin Xun couldn’t help but turn around and ask, “Senior, aren’t you curious as to what this great opportunity in the woodland is?”

Zhao Xingye shook her head. “This kind of great opportunity is still beyond my reach, so I might as well stay in Blood Kill Battlefield and protect our young’uns.”

Lin Xun cupped his fist. “The empire is blessed to have you, Senior.”

Zhao Xingye laughed and waved her hand. “Get going.”

Saying no more, Lin Xun turned around and headed into the mist.

……

The second Lin Xun entered the mist world, he was like a different person. His aura furiously circulated, and although his expression was calm, his figure resembled a huge, fully drawn bow.

The gray fog was permeated with a bizarre power that limited the spirit sense, allowing cultivators to only perceive an area of a thousand feet in radius.

Lin Xun had to be vigilant.

He hadn’t forgotten Lone Man’s warning that there would be not only Saints in Mulberry Woodland, but also Big Saints, Saint-Kings, and Quasi-Emperors!

This coupled with Zhao Xingye’s explanation confirmed for Lin Xun that there were really Quasi-Emperors in this place, and more than one at that…

This was simply terrifying!

If it wasn’t for the sake of seizing the opportunity to break the Taboo Dao Tribulation, Lin Xun would never have taken even half a step into this place.

But such was the path of cultivation.

Whether it was in the Ziyao Empire or the Ancient Wasteland Domain, Lin Xun’s nhad already spread to every corner and shaken the world, and he was revered by countless cultivators.

Behind his achievements and glory was tireless effort and dedication!

Was his ten years of fighting and killing in the SuprRealm not tragic?

Furthermore, who in the sgeneration would dare to risk their life entering Mulberry Woodland like him?

The Broken Blade swept out, accumulating momentum and ready to strike.

The No-Nonsense Bow and the Biluo Arrow were also slung on Lin Xun’s back out of precaution.

In his hand, the golden jade slip Zhao Xingye had given to him emitted a strange strand of fluctuation that guided him forward. Lin Xun quietly followed it in an alert manner.

In the gray atmosphere of mist, the dead silence of this world made one’s hair stand on end.

Four hours later.

A mournful shriek suddenly resounded in the distance.

Lin Xun abruptly stopped in his tracks, his expression flickering as the miserable shriek was right on his path.

In the end, Lin Xun decided to take a detour.

He would rather avoid it than risk his life.

It would be fine if he ran into a True Saint, but what if it was an existence above the Big Saint stage? He would definitely be seeking death then.

Lin Xun went around in a big half-circle of over a thousand miles before following the golden jade slip’s guidance again.

But not long after, his face sank.

Because it guided him to the original path, only from where he could actually move forward.

“I really can’t go around it?”

After a long contemplation, Lin Xun clenched his jaw and decided to have a look first.

Soon, a huge mountain that looked like it was made of iron and stone appeared in the gray mist.

Lin Xun moved forth until he reached the peak, where he saw a ropeway built out of thick white bones leading deeper into the gray mist.

The bone ropeway was articulated by huge animal bone sections that only allowed one person to fit on it. It floated above the misty abyss. When the mountain wind blew, it swayed and made clattering sounds.

Lin Xun surveyed the surroundings, then looked down at the golden jade slip in his hand. In the end, he determined that in order to continue, he would have to take the bone ropeway.

Lin Xun flicked a stone into the abyss, but before it was even halfway there, the stone exploded into pieces.

At the stime, a group of blood-colored bats shot out from the depths of the high-altitude mist, emitting hideous and icy hisses.

Each bat was the size of a millstone, with dark scarlet wings, sharp fangs, and a terrifyingly powerful aura.

They swooped toward Lin Xun in a big group. From afar, they were a petrifying sight that resembled a blood torrent.

Lin Xun didn’t hesitate to retreat. To his surprise, however, the bats stopped in front of the bone ropeway.

Suspended in the air, their scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Lin Xun while their mouths emitted ear-piercing hisses that resembled the mournful cries of ghosts.

They seemed eager to kill him, but they didn’t dare to leave the abyss above which the bone ropeway ran through.

As Lin Xun felt a little bit more at ease, he realized that the mournful shriek he had heard earlier might have cfrom these vicious bats.

“Master, these are Spiteful Blood Bats. They feed on the dead souls and evil tendencies of cultivators and have the most violent and bloodthirsty nature. In the ancient era, they were regarded as an ominous ferocious creature and were detested by all species,” explained Little Silver. “Seeing how vicious the aura of these bats is, they apparently have gnawed on the dead souls of Saints.”ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

Lin Xun frowned at once. He also noticed that each Spiteful Blood Bat was incredibly powerful, only slightly inferior compared to the False Saints he had seen.

In the outside world, a Spiteful Blood Bat would be able to reign suprand wreak havoc on a region, making even the blood of longevity SuprKings run cold.

But in this place, they cin swarms!

“Looks like I’ll have to kill them to cross this bone ropeway.” A cold light raged in Lin Xun’s dark eyes.

Back then, when leaving the SuprRealm, he had killed a False Saint. That fight had been strenuous because he had only been at the seventh longevity stage.

But now that his cultivation had reached the ninth longevity stage, he was no longer afraid of False Saints!

The fully charged Broken Blade darted out. At the stime, Lin Xun also moved. As his fleshly qi rumbled, the Nine Pure dao lights streamed out from his muscles and formed a large abyss.

From the acupoints within him, three thousand Taixuan sword qi clanked!

In an instant, a Spiteful Blood Bat at the front failed to dodge and was sliced apart by the sharp tip of the Broken Blade before exploding to pieces.

The rest of the group becagitated. They erratically attacked while emitting mournful hisses that shook the whole area.

Even the naked eye could see the vibrating, blood-red sound waves.

“Slash!”

Lin Xun didn’t evade. He leaped into the swarm of bats at an astonishing speed alongside the Broken Blade that danced like a lightning streak.

Around him, the Nine Pure dao lights that had coalesced into an abyss also operated like crazy.

A fierce battle erupted in deafening rumbles and splashes of blood.

From afar, Lin Xun resembled a sharp blade cavorting along the bone ropeway. Wherever he passed, the Spiteful Blood Bats were either cut down by the Broken Blade or crushed to bits by the Nine Pure dao light abyss, shrouding his path in sticky red and tragic shrieks.

The scene was bloody and horrifying!