130: Chapter 130 Earth Vein Divine Essence!

At the foot of Qinghua Mountain.

Feng Qingyang and the others were waiting anxiously, their faces filled with worry and unease.

The terrifying standoff atop the mountain, even from such a great distance, made them feel palpitations, and their Souls were trembling.

That earth-shattering demonic might, and that Hegemonic Sword Intent that stood toe-to-toe with it, were far beyond their comprehension.

"Brother Chen... just how strong is he?" a Zetian Sect Disciple muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

"Regardless of how strong he is, he is fighting for our Huang Prefecture," Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice, clenching his fists tightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He had always prided himself as the number one Prodigy of the Zetian Sect, but only today did he realize how insignificant he was in the face of a true expert.

Just then, several figures descended from the sky and landed gently in front of them.

It was the corpses of Feng Qingcheng and the others.

"Junior Sister Feng!"

"Little Xuan!"

The Zetian Sect Disciples let out cries of grief and rushed forward.

Looking at the cold corpses of their former fellow Disciples, everyone's eyes turned red.

Feng Qingyang walked over to Feng Qingcheng's corpse, crouched down, and looked at her face, which was still beautiful but devoid of life, a trace of pain and self-reproach flashing in his eyes.

An indifferent voice sounded behind them.

"The crisis at the mountain peak has been resolved."

Everyone turned around abruptly, only to see Chen Zhiwen standing there, though no one knew when he had arrived.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura restrained, appearing like an ordinary person, yet no one dared to treat him as one anymore.

"Brother Chen, thank you..." Feng Qingyang stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Zhiwen.

He knew that if not for Chen Zhiwen, they, along with the entire Zetian Sect and even the entire Huang Prefecture, would have faced total annihilation.

"No need," Chen Zhiwen waved his hand, "I only did what I had to do. In the following time, there might be major changes in this Qinghua Mountain; Opportunity and danger coexist, so take care of yourselves."

After speaking, he glanced at Zheng Chen and the others who had also rushed over, and nodded slightly: "The same goes for you all. Go seek your own Opportunity; we shall meet again."

"Take care, Brother Chen!" Zheng Chen said solemnly, cupping his fists. He knew that Chen Zhiwen's world was already different from theirs. Forcing himself to stay by his side would only be a burden.

Chen Zhiwen said no more, his figure flickered, and he vanished into the dense forest.

Watching the direction he left in, everyone remained silent for a long time.

"Senior Brother Feng, what do we do now?" a Disciple asked.

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, suppressing the grief in his heart, his gaze becoming firm once more: "Give the Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters a proper burial. Then, we go seek Opportunity! Brother Chen is right; we are too weak! If we don't want to just watch helplessly when the future catastrophe descends, we must become stronger!"

His words ignited the fire in everyone's hearts. Grief turned into strength, and an unprecedented conviction rose within them.

On the other side, Zheng Chen also said to his companions: "Let us go too. This Qinghua Mountain will be our proving ground!"

The crowd dispersed, each embarking on the path to seek Opportunity. None of them knew that an even greater storm was brewing in this ancient mountain range.

...

Deep in the dense forest, Chen Zhiwen's figure moved like a ghost.

"Master, head three hundred miles to the front left. There is an 'Earth Origin Spirit Pool' there, formed by the gathering of the earth's Spiritual Qi. The 'Earth Vein Divine Essence' nurtured within it can not only repair my sword body, but also temper your Physical Body, and it has immense benefits for that pagoda in your Spiritual Sea," the sword's voice echoed in his mind.

"The prison suppressing pagoda, huh..." Chen Zhiwen's thoughts stirred.

Since obtaining the prison suppressing pagoda, it had remained silent in his Spiritual Sea. Aside from being indestructible, he had not discovered any other miraculous properties. Now, hearing what the sword said, this pagoda seemed to have a significant Origin.

"The aura of that pagoda... is very ancient and very powerful. My previous master only obtained it by chance," the sword's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

"My former master studied it for a long time and discovered that it seems not to have fully awakened yet; it requires vast Origin energy to wake it up. The Earth Vein Divine Essence is precisely one such type."

Chen Zhiwen did not hesitate and immediately accelerated.

The distance of three hundred miles was but a moment's work for him. Soon, he arrived at a secluded valley.

The entire valley was shrouded in a layer of natural miasma. This miasma was highly toxic; even if a Grandmaster expert inhaled a single breath, they would be poisoned to death instantly.

But in front of Chen Zhiwen, this miasma acted like docile sheep, automatically parting to both sides as he approached, unable to get near him at all.

Passing through the miasma, the scene inside the valley suddenly opened up.

Inside the valley, birds sang and flowers smelled fragrant. The Spiritual Qi was so dense it almost turned into tangible mist; taking a breath made one feel refreshed.

In the very center of the valley, there was a pool about ten zhang in circumference. The pool water was a heavy, earthy yellow, bubbling away, and an extremely pure aura of the earth rushed to his face.

This was the Earth Origin Spirit Pool.

In the center of the Spirit Pool, there was a fist-sized, amber-like, crystalline yellow crystal, slowly bobbing up and down, emitting a soft halo of light.

Earth Vein Divine Essence!

"What pure energy." A flash of joy crossed Chen Zhiwen's eyes.

However, just as he was about to step forward to take the treasure, a tyrannical roar erupted from the depths of the Spirit Pool.

"Roar!"

The calm pool water exploded suddenly, and a huge Yao Beast rushed out.

This Yao Beast resembled a pangolin, but it was more than a hundred times larger. Its whole body was covered in thick, earthy-yellow scales, each one shimmering with a metallic luster, and the aura it emitted had shockingly reached the Peak Grandmaster level!

This was an "Earth Dragon Beast" guarding the Earth Vein Divine Essence.

"Scram!"

Chen Zhiwen couldn't even be bothered to look at it; he only spat out one word.

An invisible pressure descended like the sky collapsing. It was the pressure belonging to a Great Grandmaster, and it was further infused with the will of his Hegemonic Sword Intent.

That Earth Dragon Beast, which had been so ferocious just a moment ago, stiffened under this pressure, its bell-like beast eyes instantly filled with extreme terror.

It felt as if an archaic divine mountain was pressing down on its body; even moving an inch became an impossible luxury, and its Soul was trembling.

This was absolute suppression originating from the level of life!

With a "thump," the Earth Dragon Beast's massive body collapsed to the ground, and it began to kowtow repeatedly in Chen Zhiwen's direction, letting out whines as if begging for mercy.

Chen Zhiwen ignored it, took a step, and arrived at the center of the Spirit Pool, reaching out to take the Earth Vein Divine Essence into his hand.

It felt warm and smooth to the touch, and a vast, heavy energy instantly surged into his body.

He sat cross-legged above the Spirit Pool and began to refine this Earth Vein Divine Essence.