Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 395: Chapter 393: Eastern Ancestor (22nd Update!)

Chapter 395: Chapter 393: Eastern Ancestor (22nd Update!)

It should be known that the era has changed since the founding of the other nine Super Sects; at that time, the Dragon Martial Continent did not have as many Sects, nor such hierarchy division.

It can be said that they were the first batch of Sects established, and overall, it was much easier to do so.

But thirty thousand years ago, all the rules had already been established, from Ninth-Rate Sects to Super Sects, everything was in place. To elevate a Sect by one level was extremely difficult, let alone ascending from a Ninth-Rate Sect to a Super Sect.

Seventy years had fully proven the strength of One Slash Palace.

That was the aura of fully integrating dominance and strength!

Once a slash was struck, if it did not break, one perished!

This saying meant that if the opponent did not die from a single slash, then it was certain that one’s own demise was inevitable.

The disciples of One Slash Palace, whenever they made a move, would always exert their full strength without holding back in the slightest.

Compared to other Super Sects, the people of the Dragon Martial Continent had always had a great deal of respect and admiration for One Slash Palace.

Because before One Slash Palace, there were already the Top Ten Sects on the Dragon Martial Continent, and One Slash Palace’s ascension was by annihilating one of the Super Sects and thus joining the ranks of the Top Ten Super Sects!

Just from this point, one could see the strength of One Slash Palace.

…

In the cave, Su Han lifted his gaze, as if he could see through the thickets, beyond the towering trees, through the endless clouds, to the disciples of the Top Ten Super Sects standing at the foot of Mountain of the Divine Medicine.

On a certain platform, there was a group of young men and women dressed in white; they appeared very young, yet their faces bore a look of desolation and vicissitudes, as if they had endured the ravages of time.

On their backs they all carried a huge sword scabbard, which occasionally trembled, as if it could no longer contain the edge within.

These people were the disciples of One Slash Palace.

They seemed isolated from the world; the platform on which they stood was much further away from the platforms of the other Sects.

The disciples of the other Super Sects would occasionally glance at them, and even the most arrogant expressions would be forcibly concealed when looking their way.

Next to the platform of One Slash Palace, there were also large groups of figures standing.

These figures looked extremely ferocious, and even ugly, with sinister smiles on their lips when they looked at disciples from other Sects.

Such abnormal appearances and chilling smiles, except for the calm demeanor constantly maintained by the disciples of One Slash Palace, evoked a feeling of revulsion from everyone else.

These were the disciples of the Demon Domain!

Their Cultivation Base could not naturally take human form, but the Demon Domain had powerful individuals who had used heaven-defying power to transform them into humans for this grand tournament.

However, the transformation compressed their strength somewhat; only when they returned to their original forms would their Cultivation Base fully explode.

The disciples of the Demon Domain and One Slash Palace were the most distinct groups of people here.

The others were not much different, simply self-assured because they were disciples of Super Sects, fortunate enough to participate in this grand tournament, full of pride and arrogance, as if they paid no heed to others.

This was a common ailment amongst the disciples of the Super Sects.

Aside from the disciples of the Top Ten Super Sects, there were countless Loose Cultivators, just like the ones who had gone to witness the Gate of Deer Chasing at Myriad Treasures Pavilion, continuously flocking towards Mountain of the Divine Medicine.

Their presence completely sealed off the Mountain of the Divine Medicine, leaving no way for water to escape.

After all, this grand event only happens once every five hundred years. Although there is no particular benefit for them, there is also no harm, and having the chance to witness the grand competition of the Super Sects is obviously a stroke of great fortune.

Moreover, once the competition begins, a huge silver screen will appear in the sky above the Mountain of the Divine Medicine. No matter when or where one is, they will be able to see the events of the competition through the silver screen.

“Buzz~”

At this moment, a light flickered in the distance, setting off a humming that resonated between heaven and earth.

An Immortal Crane approached slowly, appearing to fly very leisurely with its wings flapping only after a long while.

Yet when this Immortal Crane appeared, it was thousands of miles away, and by the time it reached the foot of the Mountain of the Divine Medicine, its wings had flapped only thrice.

Atop this Immortal Crane, an elder sat cross-legged, holding a horsetail whisk, a gentle smile gracing his lips. His hair was snow-white, his face lined with countless wrinkles, his body hunched and looking extremely emaciated, as if he had lived for countless years.

Upon seeing this elder, the leaders of the Super Sects, such as Jin Lan from the Immortal Dao Court, Duanmu Lin from the Sword Immortal Tomb, and Liushui Kuanghan from the Giant Island, all clasped their fists in greeting.

While the other disciples, except those from the Demon Domain, slightly bowed and said in unison, “We pay respects to the Eastern Ancestor.”

“Haha, I have emerged from a three-thousand-year seclusion and was invited to oversee this grand competition of the Super Sects—an honor indeed, for opportunities like this are coveted by many and attained by few,” said the old man riding the Immortal Crane, slowly descending to hover in the center surrounded by the platforms of the Top Ten Super Sects.

“Eastern Ancestor jests. Having you preside over this competition is indeed our disciples’ good fortune,” replied Jin Lan with a smile, her words carrying a hint of flattery.

The Eastern Ancestor himself betrayed no aura whatsoever, but everyone knew he was a Pseudo-Emperor.

The Eastern Ancestor’s true identity was not that of a member of any of the Top Ten Super Sects; he was a Loose Cultivator from the Dragon Martial Continent.

On the Dragon Martial Continent, strong individuals were not found only within Sects. If one were to count, perhaps Loose Cultivators had the greatest number of powerful individuals.

Among them, the Four Ancestors—Eastern, Western, Southern, and Northern Ancestors—were particularly well-known.

This old man was not the true Eastern Ancestor. The true Eastern Ancestor had been in seclusion for ten thousand years and had yet to emerge.

This man… was merely an Avatar of the Eastern Ancestor!

Merely an Avatar, yet he had already achieved the level of a Pseudo-Emperor. From this, one could infer that the Eastern Ancestor’s true self was at least of the Dragon Emperor Realm!

This was precisely the reason why the leaders of the various Super Sects were so reverent and polite upon meeting the Eastern Ancestor.

“To speak of presiding, in truth, it is simply to allow me to select a few talented disciples to carry on my Dao Lineage. I am well aware of what needs to be done,” said the Eastern Ancestor with a smile.

Hearing this, Jin Lan and the others chuckled awkwardly.

However, they knew that since the Eastern Ancestor had come, he was willing in his heart and had agreed to the matter.

If he were unwilling, even the Super Sects could not have invited him.

“Very well.”

The Eastern Ancestor cast his gaze over the disciples, and anyone his gaze fell upon trembled and hastened to show a respectful demeanor.