Free Web NovelChapter 1635: Chapter 1261: Wu Ming Assassinated
Just as Jiang Dali was urgently preparing for the plan and selection to rescue Wu Ming at the Heavenly Gate, atop the majestic Snow God Mountain, within the breathtaking Heavenly Gate that seemed like a city in the sky, Shakyamuni, wearing a mysterious Mystic Ice Mask, learned from his subordinates, the Abnormal People, about a great battle that had occurred at Leshan.
"Leshan Lingyun Cave... It’s unexpected that the Black Wind Village Chief actually fought against the Unrivaled City Sword Saint atop the Great Buddha..."
Shakyamuni flexed his fingers, tilted his head, and muttered to himself while thinking carefully. Then, he sat upright on the Divine Throne, his gaze like lightning sweeping toward a player kneeling below, and he said with a faint smile, "The reason you couldn’t understand the course of that battle, little one, is because your Realm is too low. From your description, it seems that the Unrivaled Sword Saint was able to wound the Black Wind Village Chief immediately and gain his recognition. It seems their strength is at the same stage.
Interesting, interesting, who would’ve thought, that kid the Black Wind Village Chief could break through so quickly again, and that Sword Saint actually comprehended an even more formidable new Sword Move from the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, hahahaha... hahahaha..."
The kneeling player heard this and promptly complimented, "No matter how strong the Black Wind Village Chief and the Sword Saint are, how can they compare to you, Divine Sovereign? You just need to raise a finger to easily crush them."
Shakyamuni laughed heartily, then slowly spread his arms, "You’re right, no matter how much they cultivate, it’s effortless for me to eliminate them."
As soon as his words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared mysteriously.
When he reappeared, he was in front of the player, suddenly striking the player’s head with his palm. A powerful and surging force frantically poured into the player’s body.
Immediately, the aura of the player began to continually surge, and the person let out painful screams, feeling his meridians ache as if they were about to burst, with a pain throughout his body that made it seem as though he was about to explode.
Yet, no one knew that within his status panel, his Inner Strength was rapidly climbing, and in an instant, it soared from the Gang Qi Realm directly to the pinnacle of the Gang Qi Realm, leaving only the final bottleneck before the Heavenly Human Realm.
Whew—
Shakyamuni withdrew his power at this time, coldly laughing, "You may leave now. Next time I’m in a good mood, I’ll grant you a Divine Beast Pill anytime, enabling you to enter the Heavenly Human Realm."
The player saw this and was immediately delighted, ignoring the pain throughout his body, thanked and left the Divine Temple excitedly.
He was once part of the earliest batch of Black Wind Village players, but later, due to the outbreak of war between Black Wind Village and Tyrant Hall, he made an erroneous judgment and exited the Mountain Village, causing him to fall behind the players of the same batch in the Martial World.
However, recently, he was found by people from the Heavenly Gate, recruited into the Heavenly Gate, personally receiving transmitted cultivation from Shakyamuni, and easily broke through from Blowing Qi Realm to Gang Qi Realm, even learned the Heavenly Rank Absolute Skill he dreamed of, leaping to become a top player among players, so it’s no wonder he was unprincipled in praising an NPC, as Shakyamuni gave so much. freēwebnovel.com
And now, within the Heavenly Gate, there are quite a few players who were specifically recruited like him, but precisely how many there are, and who exactly they are, he doesn’t know, nor does he want to know too clearly.
"Sword Master Dugu Jian... In the past, several generations of Unrivaled City’s City Lords, regardless of their high Martial Arts, were unable to connect with the Sword Heart of the Unrivaled Sword. Until Dugu Jian was born, the Unrivaled Sword hidden in the Unrivaled City treasury released a dazzling light, rejoicing for finally waiting for a companion that matched itself..."
In the spacious Divine Temple, Shakyamuni walked with hands behind his back toward the depths of the corridor, sighing as he walked, "A good story, a good story, every hero in the Martial World has a good story at birth. Legend has it that when Emperor was born, a yellow dragon descended from the sky holding a treasure in celebration, when Song Country’s loyal minister Yue Fei was born, a great roc long cried outside the house, the ’Fei’ character in Yue Fei’s name thus gained meaning."
"Even for my good grandchild, before you were born, the bamboo leaves outside were anomalously arranged neatly throughout the years, bamboo resembling a sword, this is the anomaly of All Swords Bowing to the King, you are born to be the King of All Swords..."
When saying this, Shakyamuni had already walked past the corridor into the inner prison, his gaze falling on the blue-clad Wu Ming bound with iron chains to an ice pillar, extending his hands with a faint smile.
"In the past... the Sword Saint waited from your birth to fight against you, only battling you after you grew up and mastered your skills, but unfortunately, with the birth of Zhuge Liang, why was Zhuge Ye born? From that battle, he entirely gave the myth of the Sword King, the Sword God, to my good grandchild you."
"Hahaha..."
Shakyamuni laughed wildly and mockingly, "This proves that with the Divine Blood flowing through your body, you are also expressing gratitude for the benevolence of me, your ancestor."
Wu Ming, indifferent, closed his eyes and said calmly, "A true warrior is strong in spirit, not because of the blood flowing through their veins."
"Humph!"
Shakyamuni snorted displeasedly, turned his back to Wu Ming and coldly laughed, "If it weren’t for the Divine Blood flowing through my veins, I would have long become a mound of yellow soil. You have never experienced this kind of eternal life force; you will never understand."
Wu Ming said lightly, "The meaning of life is not about how long you live, but whether you live meaningfully. Some people, even if they live only one day, are remembered by countless people, while others, even if they live for a thousand years, no one remembers who they are or what they’ve done."
Shakyamuni clenched his fists behind his back, Wu Ming’s words seemed to strike a nerve. However, his deep scheming and patience prevailed, coldly laughing, "I won’t argue with you here, my dear grandson. According to my predictions, the Black Wind Village Chief must already know that you, my dear grandson, are imprisoned here.
He controlled the Ice Emperor and Luo Xian seeking the location of Heavenly Gate, but I simply let him go."
Just a few days ago, someone actually found this place. He must think that I was severely injured in the last God-searching Palace battle and have not recovered, so he will certainly not miss this opportunity and plan to come to Heavenly Gate to rescue you soon. Hehe, that will be the time for this god to deal with him."
Wu Ming calmly said, "The Black Wind Village Chief has repeatedly created miracles in the Martial World, and his strength is advancing rapidly. You might not be able to easily handle him."
Shakyamuni abruptly turned around, and under the mask, his eyes revealed a cold gleam. His fingers stretched out like claws as he tilted his head and sneered at Wu Ming, "Well then, grandson, you better be prepared and wait and see!"
After his words, he swiftly clapped his hands.
From the darkness of the corridor beside them came the sound of light footsteps, as a figure gradually emerged.
The shadow of the figure stretched long on the ground, but as it drew closer, it was revealed to be increasingly small. Finally, before the two, appearing to bow respectfully to Shakyamuni, was an ancient, creepy old man with large eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and head, but unexpectedly with a short stature. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"Greetings, Divine Sovereign!"
The old man respectfully addressed.
Shakyamuni laughed heartily in satisfaction and introduced with pride to Wu Ming, "Grandson, do you know who this is? This person is the direct disciple of the Palace Master of God-searching Palace, the Undying God. However, what this person inherited was not the Martial Arts achievements of the Undying God but the achievements in Medical Skill, which is what concerns your ancestor the most. His name is - Divine Doctor!"
Wu Ming’s brow slightly furrowed, speaking coldly, "Not everyone can be called a doctor. If they don’t practice benevolence and moral cultivation, healing the dying and caring for the injured but instead aid the wicked, they are unworthy of being called doctors."
The ugly old man seemed to be provoked, suddenly letting out a wicked laugh, "Well, since you say I’m unworthy of being called a doctor, later, I will make sure you recognize the means of me, the Divine Doctor. I will make you, this Martial Arts Legend, because of me, the Divine Doctor, become - ruined! disgraced! shattered!"
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"Wu Ming!"
In the Leshan Branch, within a quiet chamber, Sword Master Dugu Jian suddenly opened his eyes. A piercing Sword Qi instantly shot out from his shimmering eyes, weighing heavily enough to suffocate people.
The sharp sword energy emitted from his eyes could cut gold, slicing up the surrounding area of two meters into pieces, sending dust and stones swirling around the chamber.
The Sword Master abruptly stood up, stood with hands behind his back, then turned suddenly, the sharp gaze beneath his white brows seemingly pierced through the walls to gazingly observe a place in the north, his resolute face filled with grave doubt.
In that moment of silent contemplation, his spirit fluctuated, and Wu Ming’s image appeared abruptly in his mind, sensing the intense Sword Intent akin to All Swords Bowing, startling him from his state of meditation.
Upon carefully recalling it now, his face turned heavy, his heart was alarmed, gradually guessing what might have happened.
With his strength at this level, he had already realized the Heavenly Sword Realm, plus the past duel with Wu Ming, practically day and night, his mind couldn’t help but constantly duel with Wu Ming, reaching a stubborn madness, having thus established a certain causal connection with Wu Ming in the ethereal.
The reason he suddenly sensed Wu Ming’s image and Sword Qi in his mind was likely due to entering the Unity of Heaven and Man state while collecting his spirit and nourishing his luck. He happened to perceive the linkage caused by Wu Ming’s eruption of power in the Heavenly Sword Realm, creating the feeling of touch from his spirit, hence Wu Ming’s image unexpectedly appeared in his mind.
Then—why is it happening?
Combining Wu Ming’s current situation, it’s highly possible that Wu Ming has encountered trouble.
"The situation has changed!"
The Sword Master no longer hesitated and immediately strode out the door, seeking Jiang Dali to inform him of the matter...
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