Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 963 - 872 No Need to Stand Side by Side

Chapter 963: Chapter 872: No Need to Stand Side by Side

Chapter 963 -872: No Need to Stand Side by Side

Yin Xu’an had broken through his realm at that moment.

He had finally broken the eternal shackles and entered a whole new realm.

Encounter with Immortals!

Next to him, Qingcheng and Luo Xingchen were shocked at that moment.

Yin Xu’an slowly opened his eyes, which shone brightly, his condition unimaginably good.

Seeing this, Li Fan couldn’t help but smile and say,

“How is it? He has recovered, and there are no ghosts in the village.”

Hearing this, Yin Xu’an was incredibly moved and knelt down to Li Fan,

“Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!”

He understood that the reason he had been able to overcome that hurdle, and the ghostly beings had been eliminated, was definitely because Senior Li had taken action.

As expected of the number one Sword Dao, too strong!

“No need for such formalities, let’s continue drinking.”

Li Fan, indifferent, returned to the side, only to see his group of disciples already passed out one by one.

Li Fan couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle wryly.

It was time to start dragging people again.

…

Meanwhile, Luo Xingchen looked at Yin Xu’an, his eyes filled with excitement.

“How did you do it?”

He hadn’t yet crossed that hurdle.

Yin Xu’an was somewhat dazed as he recounted everything that had happened, and then added,

“In the Path-Scenic Land, that ghostly being, just by taking a distant glance at Senior Li, died…”

After hearing this, Luo Xingchen felt it was some… unbelievably incredible.

From across the Path-Scenic Land, just one look at Senior Li…

And it died??

“Indeed, Senior Li’s stature is unimaginable… even the Path-Scenic Land can be penetrated…”

Luo Xingchen murmured, his old eyes gleaming.

“So, it seems if I can open that gate in the Path-Scenic Land, those ghostly things will be suppressed.”

With Yin Xu’an’s experience now as a reference, he immediately set to work.

Instantly, a gate in his Path-Scenic Land was opened.

“What is this place…”

“No…”

A fierce ghost wailed in the Path-Scenic Land.

Eventually, the ghostly beings in the Path-Scenic Land were also suppressed.

“It’s this simple…”

Luo Xingchen, extremely shocked, said,

“The taboo power of the small village can be reflected in the Path-Scenic Land… Does this mean that in the small village, the path of cultivation can move unimpeded, suppressing all calamities?!”

They looked at each other, aghast.

…

The night deepened.

The bonfire gradually extinguished.

Li Fan carried Nan Feng, Zi Ling, Gong Ya, Su Baiqian, and others back to their rooms one by one.

Then, as always, dragged Wu Dade, Long Zixuan, and others back as well.

Finally, he took care of Yun Xi and put her to sleep before he left.

…

In the small courtyard.

Big Black Dog, holding a pot in its mouth, came running and wagged its tail in front of a group of Earth Chickens.

Inside the pot were various types of Grey Hou meat!

Braised pig trotters, stir-fried meat, pork knuckles…

The old mother hen came over nonchalantly and began pecking at the food.

In the pond, a dragon shadow thundered, some meat also flew to that side of the pond and then vanished.

“Although it’s low-grade ingredients, it’s quite extraordinary when cooked by the master.”

The old mother hen commented.

“Still, the familiar taste…”

Elsewhere, the True Dragon said,

“Pity it’s too little… not enough to eat… I can’t wait any longer, the Grey Mist Sea would make a full meal!”

However, the old mother hen indifferently said,

“All you think about is eating. I think you should be more worried about how to avoid being eaten.”

True Dragon: “…”

The old mother hen then looked up and said,

“That young Sword Cultivator called Yin Xu’an, there are still ghostly beings in his Path-Scenic Land… It seems the Grey Mist Sea has been dominated.”

In the yard, the Peach Tree whispered lowly,

“Black White has fallen, Samsara cut off, nocturnal parade of a hundred ghosts, a great calamity in the world…”

“With no one to wield the authority of Samsara, the repressed ghostly shadows will naturally infest the world…”

The old mother hen sighed,

“It’s a pity, too many peerless individuals died back then…”

The Peach Tree said,

“Not reaching the supreme peak, one is but dust… The proud like dirt, the strong turn to ashes.”

The old mother hen said, “The master took on the karma of ages, just to give them another chance in this life, but ahead… how many can step forth? The master has given too much… Is it worth it?”

The Peach Tree was silent for a long time before it slowly said,

“The road ahead is arduous, calamities swarm, great enemies abound… But, that’s not the most desperate part…”

“The despair comes from, after suppressing all calamities, finding that friends and family have perished, leaving only one person in the world to age with the years…”

“Master doesn’t need anyone to fight alongside him.”

“He just wants to have a lingering concern and warmth in his heart when he steps into darkness.”

The old hen fell silent.

For a long, long time.

“Three shrimp have come from the Grey Mist Sea.”

“It won’t be long before another three Evil Corpses will fill the Heavenly Abyss.”

“The Heavenly Abyss will eventually disperse, and once the barrier is gone, it will be a time of sudden changes.”

“The Red Dust Jade left by master must have been split into twelve pieces.”

“On the day they are gathered, a startling change will occur…”

She said with a hint of anticipation,

“I’m curious about what grand scheme the person at the End of Myriad Paths has laid using master’s jade…”

…

Martial Desolate Realm.

Northern Border, World-Stabilizing Pavilion.

“Three people actually smuggled themselves from the Grey Mist Sea…”

Pavilion Master Yu Linglong had a surprised look in her beautiful eyes.

Just today, she received the message from The Main Pavilion.

It was from her sister!

“Sister, I heard that the beings from the Grey Mist Sea are going to transmit the Demon Path laws only to the core geniuses of every clan.”

“I also overheard it… they didn’t tell us.”

After reading the letter from her sister Yu Lingxue, Yu Linglong’s face grew extremely grave.

“No wonder… no wonder the aura of the Demon Path has spread across all heavens…”

“So, it was the beings from the Grey Mist Sea who came to the Demon Desolate…”

She pondered, then suddenly looked up and said,

“Beings from the Grey Mist Sea wouldn’t come to the True Ancestor World for no reason…”

“Martial Honor has just been born, and just a few days ago in the Martial Desolate Realm, an unpredictable battle occurred; could it be that the beings from the Grey Mist Sea are targeting Martial Honor?”

Yu Linglong, with her sharp mind, immediately sensed something and said right away,

“This matter must be reported to Martial Honor immediately!”

At once, she headed for Oath Keeping Valley.

Before leaving, she specifically sent a secret letter to her sister.

Stay away from the Gray Fog Method!

She didn’t dare tell Yu Lingxue about the resurrection of the ten Venerables; after all, the news would be earth-shattering if leaked!

…

Soon, Yu Linglong reached Oath Keeping Valley.

In the grand hall, the people of the Martial Clan were waiting.

In addition, there were three more people present!

Chen Yue, Chen Zhongtian, and Chen Zhonglie of the Chen Clan.

They had witnessed the birth of Sword Venerable with their own eyes, and the sight of the reincarnated Sword Venerable left them utterly astounded.

Although Chen Zhonglie had previously been reduced to just a head by the Dugu Clan, with the help of Big Black Dog, he had now recovered his body.

After that, they came to Oath Keeping Valley together with Wu Xiaokun.

“Young Master Wu, a major event occurred in the True Ancestor World.”

Yu Linglong shared the news she had received with everyone.

Everyone was shocked.

“What… beings from the Grey Mist Sea smuggled themselves here?”

Chen Zhongtian said,

“The Wall of Corpses… could there be a loophole? That’s impossible!”

Their Chen Clan’s Eighteen Swords were guarding the border.

How could they allow beings from the Grey Mist Sea to infiltrate unnoticed?

“The Heavenly Abyss is unpredictable, anything could happen.”

Yu Linglong shook her head and said,

“They are likely targeting the ten Venerables.”

“We must inform the ten Venerables about this!”

Wu Xiaokun’s expression turned grim as he said,

“I understand, I’ll go at once!”

…

The next day.

Li Fan woke up groggily.

The weather was quite cold, and he touched Xiao Bai in his arms.

Xiao Bai meowed.

“Lazy cat, you sleep a bit more.”

Li Fan got up, dressed, and opened the door to walk out.

A group of disciples had already gotten up and were busy with their individual tasks.

The loud reading of Xinning could be heard, making Li Fan feel quite uplifted.

Morning reading is important for learning.

Despite his young age, Xinning could persist in getting up early for morning reading during these cold winter months, which made him very satisfied.

“Master, please have breakfast.”

Gong Ya had already made breakfast and brought it out.

Since there was meat, their impoverished life had finally improved, and today they had century egg and pork congee.

Everyone was very happy.

“Is Senior Li here?”

At this moment, the knocking of Wu Xiaokun came from outside.

…