Chapter 446: Chapter 452: How Is This Possible? (Second Update)

At the entrance of Ink Pool Peak, a group of individuals was gathering. Amid the exchange of greetings and pleasantries, every disciple of the Ink Pool Peak showed respect and admiration on their faces.

Although most of the newcomers were advanced in age, their aura was incredibly potent. Barring a cultivator in the Mahayana Phase, almost all of them possessed formidable cultivation at the Tribulation Crossing Period. This put the common disciples of Ink Pool Peak in awe and silence.

The Sha Clan Elder maintained an unruffled demeanor. As far as those from the Great Sects on the Northern Island were concerned, even though the current state of the Sha Clan was declining, they had managed to survive, even when they were almost wiped out by the Sky Crying Great Saint. After all, they were from the Shanggeng Ancient Clan. The depth of their heritage and the resources they were privy to were beyond what the present Great Sects of Northern Island could compare to.

However, compared to the Ke Clan and Ancient Spirit Clan, and other ancient clans which possessed cultivators in the Mahayana Phase, the Sha Clan seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The Sha Clan hadn’t established a firm footing yet, with their older generation still in deep slumber and not having revived. At this juncture, facing the Ke Clan, as well as the Ancient Spirit Clan, the Sha Clan found themselves lacking courage.

Elder Qian looked at everyone and said cheerfully, “Today, there are no distinctions between clans or sects. As we are to enter the Mobei abyss together, we must unite against the Death Zy. As for what will happen once we enter the Mobei abyss, we will discuss that then.”

From the Ke Clan, the delegation was headed by the Second Elder and Saint Lin. The two exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

The Second Elder looked at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess by Elder Qian’s side, and said jocularly, “We haven’t met in a few days, but the energy around the Thousand-Spirit Saintess seems even more solid. I guess you will cross your Tribulation again soon?”

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess nodded and replied, “I have been suppressing my cultivation for a while. However, my bottleneck loosened a few days ago, and I’m likely to cross my Tribulation soon.”

The Second Elder heaved a sigh and said, “Sometimes I truly envy the Ancient Spirit Clan for having such a gifted Saintess. It truly makes our generation envious. However, initially we had agreed that the first to enter the Mobei abyss would be led by the Thousand-Spirit Saintess. That seemingly will not be possible now.”

Thousand-Spirit Saintess looked calm, glanced at Saint Lin, and said slowly, “With the Iron Armor at our disposal, it seems I won’t be needed any longer to enter the Mobei abyss.”

Saint Lin was slightly startled, looked at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, and laughed, “Thousand-Spirit Saintess, you’re joking. You know very well that this Iron Armor was actually forged by Yang Zhen. If not for me still being unable to bring out its full power, it would have been a fortunate thing for her and me to enter the Mobei abyss together.”

At this moment, the Sha Clan Elder abruptly spoke up, “I heard that this Iron Armor was obtained by Saint Lin in exchange for the Shangyan Ancient Scripture. Is this true?”

Saint Lin was taken aback, somewhat annoyed he shot a stare at the Sha Clan Elder. He pursed his lips and said, “Yes….. that is true. However, it was a fair trade. There’s no question of gain or loss as the world says.”

Everyone said that Saint Lin had made a huge profit, but Saint Lin was the only one who knew his struggles. Up to this point, not only had the Ke Clan been unable to decipher the forging technique of the Iron Armor, but they had also made zero progress.

A group of forging Grandmasters of the Ke Clan was equivalent to generations in front of Yang Zhen, but they circled around the Iron Armor for quite a while yet remained clueless. This problem had resulted in several more strands of the Second Elder’s hair turning white from worry.

The Sha Clan elder looked surprised. He glanced at Saint Lin and asked curiously, “Aren’t you afraid that Yang Zhen will fully comprehend the Shangyan Ancient Scripture before you and tarnish the Ke Clan’s reputation?”

This question… was indeed the most concerning issue for the Ke Clan.

However, there was a solution to this problem; it depended on whether Yang Zhen would comprehend the Shangyan Ancient Scripture first, or whether the Ke Clan would decipher the Iron Armor first.

If the Ke Clan deciphered the Iron Armor first, they naturally wouldn’t need to worry. But, if Yang Zhen comprehended the Shangyan Ancient Scripture first…

How was that possible?

It was absolutely impossible! It definitely could not happen!

Saint Lin laughed it off and said to the Sha Clan Elder, “You worry too much, Sha Clan Elder. Even the founder of my Ke Clan couldn’t fully understand the Shangyan Ancient Scripture. While Yang Zhen does have some talent, he may only attain some achievement in cultivation. But as for comprehending the scripture, I highly doubt it.”

The Sha Clan Elder seemed to remember something, his face flashing with a strange expression. Seeing the strange looks cast by everyone, he hesitated for a moment before finally saying, “To be honest, as far as I know, the talent of young friend Yang…”

Before he could finish, all the faces changed simultaneously, filled with surprise. Suddenly, they all turned their heads to look towards the Ink Pool Peak.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Earth-shattering roars echoed, and violent waves of energy tumbled in the air, giving off a terrifying aura that sent chills down everyone’s spine.

“This is… someone is cultivating?” said the Sha Clan Elder in astonishment.

“Whoever is cultivating can cause such a spectacle?” said Elder Qian thoughtfully. “I suppose another exceptionally talented young genius has emerged from Ink Pool Peak. This surge of energy is forceful, yet it remains stable, a truly promising seed indeed.”

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess also nodded, a hint of doubt flashed in her serene eyes as she said slowly, “This aura feels… somewhat familiar.”

Hearing this, the Saint and the Second Elder exchanged a glance. Their expressions changed, and without waiting to give any notice, they exploded into speed, racing towards Ink Pool Peak.

The sudden movement of the two startled everyone else. The confused and uncertain leaders of the other great sects asked, “What happened to them?”

Upon hearing this, the Sha Clan Elder’s face turned more peculiar, as he murmured, “If my feelings are not mistaken, this aura seems to be that of young friend Yang. And this spectacle caused by the cultivation method seems triggered by the Shangyan Ancient Scripture.”

Elder Qian smiled and nodded, saying, “This aura does indeed belong to that Yang Zhen. It seems like our young friend is about to surprise us once again.”

The leaders of the other great sects realized something but remained puzzled and intrigued.

A cultivation method that could trigger such a celestial phenomenon was clearly beyond what successful cultivation could explain. The Saint’s words still echoed in their mind—had Yang Zhen comprehended the Shangyan Ancient Scripture in the blink of an eye?

Thinking of this, even Elder Qian couldn’t help himself. He hurried towards Ink Pool Peak. When everyone arrived near the mountain cave of Ink Pool Peak, they were left speechless.

The Second Elder and the Saint stared blankly at the diffusing aura in the sky, their faces pale and full of disbelief.

“Could… could Yang Zhen truly have comprehended the Shangyan Ancient Scripture?” Elder Qian knew only about the aura and effects of the Shangyan Ancient Scripture but so far as what Yang Zhen had truly grasped, even as a Mahayana Phase cultivator, he couldn’t determine.

Hearing Elder Qian’s words, the Second Elder and the Saint turned their heads in unison, looking at Elder Qian, shouting in unison, “No, this is not the Shangyan Ancient Scripture.”

“Not the Shangyan Ancient Scripture?” Elder Qian was taken aback, asking incredulously, “If it’s not the Shangyan Ancient Scripture, what could it be?”

What it could be?

The Second Elder and the Saint looked at each other. Damn, we were also curious to know what it was.

Basing on the aura, what Yang Zhen was practicing indeed belonged to the heritage of the Shangyan Ancient Scripture. Yet, in some aspects, it was strikingly different. What was more, over the years, many in the Ke Clan who successfully cultivated the Shangyan Ancient Scripture never managed to conjure such a terrifying spectacle.

Was this really Yang Zhen’s first time practicing the Shangyan Ancient Scripture?

How the hell could that be possible?