History's Number 1 Founder-Chapter 1435 - Heavenly Born Holy Man

Chapter 1435: Heavenly Born Holy Man

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

Suan Ni Grand Sage was mortally wounded by Zhou Yuncong and Ying Luozha. Both his demonic soul and original body suffered injuries.

Although that rolling Purple Smoke Earthen Thunder also blasted Han Yang’s sword realm, damaging Han Yan himself too, it was no consolation for Suan Ni Grand Sage.

It was only because if he was unable to finish off Han Yang, even as Han Yang sustained grave injuries, it would only temporarily enhance his combat abilities.

In the end, after this exchange, the wound suffered by Han Yang was not even as severe as his own.

After taking another huge blow, his injuries worsened, further reducing Suan Ni Grand Sage’s battle power.

Right now, even if he wanted to trade his life, it would not cause much harm at all. As the situation became perilous, even for someone as maniac and perverse as Suan Ni Grand Sage, he could also somewhat feel it was hopeless.

Han Yang’s Immortal Soul reverted back to human form. With a pale face and lightly shaking body, the body forged with his Immortal Soul had more scars.

However, the reverse blood energy boiled over throughout his body, elevating the spell power sword realm surrounding him to a higher power.

“You senile lion, I am the most fearless in trading injuries with my enemies. What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger,” said Han Yang, as he grinned, “at least, before I take your life, I will be stronger.”

Suan Ni Grand Sage’s face darkened considerably. But why would Han Yang, Tang Jun, and the rest give him a chance to recuperate?

A wave of attacks from everyone, crashed over like mountains falling into the sea, making it difficult for Suan Ni Grand Sage to parry and tiring out him from trying to dodge.

During the combat, Tang Jun’s eyes suddenly glimmered, but he did not stop what he was doing for a second. He crossed his fists and teleported beside Suan Ni Grand Sage, jabbing directly at his abdomen.

A pale flame danced in the void around Tang Jun’s body, slowing down time, retarding Suan Ni Grand Sage’s actions involuntarily.

On Tang Jun’s left and right fists, one was burning with the violet-colored Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire, while the other was the golden Grand Sun Primordial Flame, like a thousand needles clustered together.

The Fire Qilin Wicked Fist and Vairocana Golden Crow Divine Palm struck at Suan Ni Grand Sage simultaneously.

Suan Ni Grand Sage was forced into a corner by Zhou Yuncong’s Everlasting Heavenly Yang Explosion and Han Yang’s Luoyuan Destroyer Sword, with no path for escape. Purple Smoke Earthen Thunder also could not protect himself in time, as he barely managed to avoid damage to his vital points.

A rampant flame bursted between the heaven and earth into a violet and golden sea of fire. Almost completely evaporating all the water in the lakes of the realm, beating Suan Ni Grand Sage to the verge of collapse.

Tang Jun’s strong blood energy was only rivalled by Huang Zhenting, in Celestial Sect of Wonders’ second generation. His double punch just now, supported by the destructive power of the two great Primordial Fires, was too much to handle even with Suan Ni Grand Sage’s physique. Furthermore, he was already injured previously.

“Hey, what’s going on?” said Han Yang suddenly, via telepathy, after Tang Jun landed a blow.

Tang Jun gave an affirmative reply, as he said, “I just received a transmission from madam Luo Qingwu.”

Han Yang did not ask him what happened. Nodding his head casually, he said, “return to the Divine Lands if you must. Something that could distract you must be quite serious.”

As he spoke, Han Ying suddenly retracted the sword he was holding. Raising it above his head, he said deeply, “elder Taiqing, if you will.”

In the void, Taiqing Ancient Sword vibrated with a buzz, then it dropped down. Han Yang wielded Taiqing Ancient Sword, as the ominous black sword luster fused with the clear sword luster of Taiqing Ancient Sword. Instantly, sword energy soared to the sky, rending the void.

Taiqing Ancient Sword’s sword luster, vast and mighty like the cloudless sky, suddenly turned to black in that moment. But still, it was clear, like the color of the sky changing from daylight to the night.

Han Yang raised his sword and slashed it down, the blade’s luster illuminating Suan Ni Grand Sage’s somewhat forlorn face.

Tang Jun was a simple and direct man. He nodded his head and said, “in that case, I will leave this to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he left the fight. He nodded at Ying Luozha and Zhou Yuncong, then went farther out to those Celestial Sect followers who were below Immortal Soul Stage, and were therefore spectating the battle from afar. He said, “I have matters to attend to in the Divine Lands. You guys just follow brother Ying Luozha, brother Zhou, and brother Han.”

The leader of the group, Tan Yunqing, and the rest did not ask further questions about the where Tang Jun was heading for. They simplied nodded their head and said, “don’t worry about us, just go”.

Subsequently, Tang Jun pierced through the void and disappeared from this dimension. Behind him, Han Yang shifted Taiqing Ancient Sword, which was unbinded and charged at Suan Ni Grand Sage.

“Unusual activities were detected in the Divine Lands. It is highly possible that it was your father, Tang Wenhua.”

That was the message Luo Qingwu transmitted to Tang Jun.

Though unlike Lei Jie, Tang Jun was somewhat concerned about Heavenly Born Holy Man, or rather, Tang Wenhua.

Between himself and Tang Wenhua, there were no grudge that needed resolving. For Tang Jun, his feeling towards Tang Wenhua was complicated yet simple, familiar yet distant.

There were no affection between him and his father. Though he inherited his Fire Lord Body from Tang Wenhua, in Tang Wenhua’s eyes, he was a mere creation, or rather, an artifact.

His achievements now could partially be attributed to Tang Wenhua. But the trials and tribulation he endured as a child also started with this father he had never met.

Who Tang Jun cared about the most was actually his mother. Even before she died, she still thought fondly of the man who suddenly disappeared without a trace, abandoning her like an old shoe.

Their entangled fate was what kept Tang Jun awake at night. At least, he wanted to get to the bottom of this matter and provide closure for his dead mother.

Tang Jun flew with urgency, and returned to the Divine Lands in no time. He soon discovered that Luo Qingwu was already waiting for him.

“Ma’am,” said Tang Jun upon seeing Luo Qingwu, as he bowed before her. She nodded in acknowledgement and without saying the word, she clapped her hands gently.

As the void vibrated, a vast and powerful aura dispersed, shaking the Greater Worlds. A Destiny World seemingly descended and appeared before them.

This spell signature was quite familiar to Tang Jun as he experienced it first hand before.

The midnight green four-legged crucible, heavy as the expansive earth of the Divine Lands, was seemingly molded with bronze. The crucible’s body was decorated with intricate patterns, depicting the mountains and rivers of the Divine Lands. Every grass and every tree, and all the geographical features were inscribed in detail.

It was indeed the Magical Treasure of Destiny – Crucible of the Divine Lands.

Tang Jun came into contact with this treasure several times, in the company of Xiao Yan. Even after he surpassed Immortal Soul Stage, under the guidance of Xiao Yan, he refined elixirs in this treasure with his own hands.

Luo Qingwu tapped with her finger as she and Tang Jun flew into the crucible. After Crucible of the Divine Lands trembled gently in the void, it teleported through the void, towards somewhere far away. Naturally, it was much faster than if Luo Qingwu and Tang Jun each flew there.

Only now, when they were on their way, Luo Qingwu finally opened her mouth. She said, “the place we are rushing to now is Mount Baiyun.”

Tang Jun looked at her calmly, and said, “Mountain Baiyun, Great Void Sect? In that case, he was really the Heavenly Born Holy Man who deserted Great Voice Sect during the Middle Ages…”

Xiao Yan once fought with him from across the dimensions. He deduced that Tang Wenhua was merely a pseudonym and an avatar. The man concealed his real identity.

Back then, Lin Feng and Xiao Yan had guessed that this man was not just some nameless figure that came out of nowhere.

Tang Wenhua had been trying to avoid being tracked down by some powerful enemies. Enemies so powerful were obviously not on the same playingfield as the Lei Family.

Shortlisting the most untrackable, mysterious, and powerful people throughout history, Heavenly Born Holy Man, who deserted Great Void Sect during the Middle Ages, was the best candidate.

Afterall, Dream Holy Woman Ning Wan’ge’s true identity was already known to all members of the Celestial Sect of Wonders.

As this mattered to Tang Jun personally, Xiao Yan told him most of what happened. As such, upon hearing that Tang Wenhua was related to Mount Baiyun, he could more or less ascertain the true identity of Tang Wenhua.

Hearing his tranquil voice, without any fluctuation of emotion, Luo Qingwu lowered her head slowly and said, “he vanished for so long and lived in recluse all these years. Now that he suddenly appears again, there must be a compelling reason.”

“Great Void Sect has been onto him all these years. But right now, Mount Baiyun itself is actually very hollow. Though it’s uncertain whether there are any Vipralopa stage person in charge, the severity of the situation at the Spirit Sea dictates that Great Void Sect has to go all out on that. Those left guarding the Mountain are at most as strong as those during the previous war between the two realms.”

Luo Qingwu said, “most likely, it is even more empty than it was during the War.”

Tang Jun nodded his head and said, “I think so too. If Heavenly Born Holy Man had any matter to settle with Great Void Sect, now is definitely the best time.”

He shifted his glance and said, “however, we don’t know what he is really up to.”

Luo Qingwu crossed her legs and sat in the void within the Crucible of the Divine Lands. Xuanche Sword, seemingly made of black crystal particles, lay on her knees horizontally. She smiled and said, “our sect and Great Void Sect never got along well. Aunt Xuan Li has to caution against the reemergence of the demons. Hence Heavenly Born Holy Man probably thinks that he can get away with anything now.”

“Let’s not rush into taking sides. After reaching Mount Baiyun, we will act based on the situation there.”

Tang Jun nodded and said, “yes ma’am, I’ll follow your orders.”

Luo Qingwu paused briefly, then suddenly asked, “how is Yuncong? It hasn’t been long since he reached Immortal Soul Stage. Technically, after achieving Immortal Soul, he should not be bothered by Yang Incinerating Entity. But what about when he engages in combat? What happens then?”

Upon hearing this, Tang Jun smiled and said, “don’t worry ma’am, brother Zhou is completely capable of reigning in his Yang Incinerating Entity now. Not only can he handle it at will, there is also no backlash, even his emotions remain unaffected. However, he is still a man of few words.”

Luo Qingwu nodded and smiled gently. She said, “that’s great.”

She gradually levitated out from the Crucible of the Divine Lands, staring far ahead into the void, and thought, “we are doing as master asked. What is Great Void Sect up to next?”

As Luo Qingwu pondered upon it, Crucible of the Divine Lands bolted through the void, forging ahead.

After some time, the view before Luo Qingwu changed. She observed closely as Crucible of the Divine Lands came to a halt, but still concealed within the void.

Through layers of the void, in the Greater World’s Divine Lands, Great Void Sect’s gate, Mount Baiyun appeared in sight.

Mount Baiyun was shrouded in clouds, but in the void above the peak, a huge formation revolved continuously. Indeed, it was Great Void Sect’s longstanding guardian formation – Supreme Yin-Yang Void Formation!

The formation was fully activated, symbolizing the arrival of a formidable enemy.