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Chapter 968: 108: The Clash of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 968: Chapter 108: The Clash of Mountains and Seas

“Not hiding in the seabed?” The Kunlun Mirror asked curiously, “Then where are you going to hide?”

“The secret realm sends reports three times every quarter of an hour.” Ling Yunpo replied with a smile, “During the reporting time, of course, I will hide in the seabed.”

“Once the report is over, I’ll immediately ascend and launch a surprise attack from the air—at that moment, they will surely think that I’m still in the seabed, focusing their attention below, completely unaware that I’ve already shifted position.”

The Kunlun Mirror fell silent for a moment, thinking that those cultivators trying to play tricks were entirely out of their depth facing this guy.

Might as well have gone for an all-out assault from the start—perhaps they could have exhausted him with a wheel battle strategy…

“Alright, that works too.” She nodded before replying, “I’ll go confirm their positions.”

The Kunlun Mirror teleported away, while Ling Yunpo patiently remained in the deep sea, occasionally shifting his position to ensure that no suspicious anomalies arose during the reporting, such as prolonged stays in one place that might make them think he was preparing some kind of trap.

He drifted aimlessly, and in the pitch-black depths of the sea, an old familiar sense of loneliness suddenly welled up from within.

Ah, when I seize all the fragments of the Heaven-Mending Stone and betray each sect, after finally restoring the heavens… I’ll probably find myself wandering alone like this in the boundless world, won’t I?

Senior Sister, Junior Sister, Daoist Companion—they’ll all be gone…

As he thought about this, Ling Yunpo felt a wave of desolation wash over him.

With Senior Sister An no longer by his side, he no longer needed to play the role of the considerate junior brother, leaving him free to unleash his intelligence—a bittersweet freedom, given there was no one to appreciate it.

Forget it. To save this hopeless world and ascend to the supreme Sky Throne, such sacrifices must be paid in advance.

As for solitude… sitting upon the Sky Throne, loneliness is inevitable. Can one expect cheerful voices to surround the throne?

Ling Yunpo let his thoughts wander, increasingly finding them oppressive, until the Kunlun Mirror returned from teleportation and informed him:

“They’re almost here.”

“Alright, Ah Jing.” Ling Yunpo snapped back to reality and quickly said, “Notify me when the reporting starts.”

A moment later, Kunlun Mirror finally reminded him:

“Time for the report!”

Ling Yunpo instantly merged himself with his sword, slicing through layers of seawater and currents. Under the Kunlun Mirror’s illusion technique, he silently pierced the surface of the sea and shot into the sky.

Off in the distance, he saw nearly a hundred streaks of Sword Light heading his way. Due to the torrential rain and chaotic waves of the sea, they seemed entirely unaware that someone had broken through the surface down below.

Ascending higher, approaching the clouds, Ling Yunpo scanned downward again. He saw those cultivators hovering above the sea, collectively bombarding the seabed with Water Element and Wood Element spells and treasures—aiming specifically at his previous reported location.

Hmm, what should I use next?

After a brief moment of thought, he took out the Huangting Kunwu Sword and fiercely activated the Sword Dao Techniques upon it.

In an instant, a small mountain materialized in the sky.

With Ling Yunpo now at Nascent Soul Realm, the mountain created by these Dao techniques bore five or six parts the size of an actual Qingcheng Mountain summit.

Ling Yunpo pointed downward again, and the Qingcheng Mountain quickly plummeted towards the sea below.

At this time, the cultivators hovering over the surface were still directing large-scale bombardments towards the seabed.

Unable to penetrate the seabed with their Divine Sense, none of them knew the exact location of the Tai Yin Sword Master. Still, given the most recent report hadn’t occurred long ago, they assumed he hadn’t fled far and included the entire surrounding area within their attack range.

After an extended barrage with no sign of the Tai Yin Sword Master, frustration began to mount among the crowd.

“Where the hell is the Tai Yin Sword Master hiding?” Someone grumbled aloud. “Surely he’s not just using some sort of Defensive Technique to withstand all our attacks, is he?”

“Impossible!” Luoyang Scholar immediately shot down the suggestion. “If he truly had such a Defensive Technique, then why bother running? He would simply find a spot in the seabed and stay still—no matter how we attack with spells, he’d block them all with his Defensive Technique, wouldn’t he?”

The crowd mulled this over and agreed. Clearly, if the Tai Yin Sword Master was fleeing, it meant he feared being surrounded.

“Could it be,” the same elder who’d spoken earlier ventured again, “that the Tai Yin Sword Master has already fled far from the locked zone and isn’t within our targeted range at all?”

“Absolutely not!” Luoyang Scholar felt irritated at the suggestion but maintained his composure to explain through gritted teeth, “I’ve calculated the series of reporting positions earlier. He seemed to be leisurely moving forward. Why, then, would he suddenly accelerate to leave this area when we approached?”

“Perhaps he possesses a method of detecting us remotely?” The elder refused to relent and continued to speculate.

“That’s easy to verify,” Yuanzhen Immortal interjected suddenly. “When the next report happens, we’ll see if his position has left this area. We’ll know then… It’s only a third of an incense stick’s time before that anyway. Let’s just continue for now.”

At this, the group intensified their attacks, pouring a vast number of spells into the watery abyss below, churning the sea with waves and whirlpools.

Yuanzhen Immortal, however, had already noticed something amiss. Truth be told, while no solid evidence existed, she leaned towards agreeing with the elder who questioned the assumptions.

Still, unsupported contrarian views would inevitably be shut down by Luoyang Scholar, so she decisively ended the topic and quietly paid closer attention to the surrounding area.

Hopefully the Tai Yin Sword Master had fled. If not, and was somehow undeterred by their spells, they’d be in real trouble…

This thought prompted her to glance skyward, as if on a whim.

She saw a distant speck in the heavens, which grew rapidly until a mountain’s rugged and imposing form emerged. Yuanzhen Immortal’s expression shifted to utter horror as she bit her tongue, spitting Essence Blood to trigger her escape Secret Technique, sprinting away at top speed.

Her abrupt flight instantly drew the attention of nearby cultivators.

Some even instinctively moved to stop her, but the female cultivator’s escape technique was so swift that before anyone could act, she had already left their striking range and vanished without a trace.

The next moment, everyone’s attention turned to the massive shadow descending from above. And when they discerned the enormous size of the Qingcheng Mountain, it was already far too late to flee.

The group scattered in panic—some desperately controlling their swords, others using Secret Techniques, and still others resigning themselves to their fate, using Defensive Techniques in place on the spot. Yet under the colossal weight and sheer force of Qingcheng Mountain, all efforts seemed pitifully insignificant.

The mountain fell, splitting the sea apart. A shocking wave burst outward, forming massive tsunamis that surged in all directions.

Meanwhile, the spots of white light trapped between the mountain and the sea flickered like shooting stars, quickly fading into oblivion.

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