Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 132

By the time Jiang Tian reached the foot of the mountain, Wei Shuofeng was already standing proudly atop a massive boulder on the summit. He pulled out an antique-style pottery jar, his gaze cold and imposing as he looked down at Jiang Tian.

Wei Shuofeng caressed the clay jar as if it were a beloved companion, a complex mix of reluctance, regret, and absolute resolve flashing in his eyes. He let out a long sigh. “Old friend, thank you for accompanying me all these years…”

The next moment, he tossed the clay jar into the air, stomped his right foot fiercely, and roared, “Lend me the earth energy of ten li around Tingchao Mountain!”

At that instant, half a kilometer away, on the rooftop of the Golden Sea Tower.

Cao Jianjia, who was observing the battle, suddenly lowered her binoculars with a shocked gasp. “Grandpa, was that an earthquake?”

Everyone felt the massive building tremble, as if a giant dragon were turning over deep beneath the earth. They struggled to keep their footing.

“This is bad! That old fool Wei Shuofeng is desperate. He’s using that ultimate magical treasure, the Xuan Huang Hou Tu Jar!” Cao Shixiong’s face drastically changed color.

“What is that? How can it be so powerful?” The high-ranking officers present all paled.

Cold sweat dripped down Cao Shixiong’s face, his sword-like eyebrows knitted tightly. “That clay jar is said to have been used by the Earthly Sovereign Fu Xi himself. It’s inscribed with ancient Daoist patterns that can communicate with the energy of the earth’s veins.”

His voice trembled with awe. “This magical artifact is immensely destructive. It can kill a grandmaster as easily as cutting down stray grass!”

Everyone watched in horror as, for at least five kilometers around Wei Shuofeng, surging streams of profound yellow earth-vein energy, visible to the naked eye as yellow rays, converged from all directions toward the peak of Tingchao Mountain.

The area around Wei Shuofeng was especially saturated with this profound yellow energy. It erupted from the rocks and the ground like brilliant rainbows, stretching hundreds of meters into the sky.

Wave after wave of vast, profound yellow earth energy continuously gathered, condensing into clusters of yellow light above the clay jar.

“This time, Jiang Taichu is in real danger!” Cao Shixiong’s eyes were sorrowful. “What a pity for such a dazzlingly talented young man!”

“That clay jar is inscribed with ancient Daoist patterns and connects to the spiritual energy of the earth’s veins. My grandfather has been stationed at Tingchao Mountain for decades, setting up arrays and refining it daily. The jar has long since become one with the nearby mountains and rivers!”

Inside the Tingchao Villa, Wei Peng struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from his lips, and stared intently at the mountaintop. “Unfortunately, my grandfather is still only at the Profound Mystery Immortal Master level, not yet a True Dao Body practitioner. He can only activate the jar’s power once.”

His eyes reddened, his expression complex with grief. “Moreover, if the magical backlash is too strong, it could destroy the jar and kill him. I never imagined Jiang Taichu would be so powerful as to force my master to risk his very life!”

“If Elder Wei succeeds in killing Jiang Taichu today, we will never forget his great kindness and virtue!” The gathered tycoons and celebrities were awestruck. Some were even moved to tears, cupping their fists and bowing deeply toward Wei Shuofeng from afar, their voices filled with the utmost respect and gratitude.

Boom!

It all happened in the span of a few breaths.

Streams of profound yellow earth-vein energy had already coalesced above the clay jar into a terrifying dragon over ten meters long.

The dragon seemed almost real, glowing with a brilliant yellow light, its scales appearing forged from indestructible gold.

“ROAR!”

The earth-vein energy dragon’s enormous eyes blazed with fury, its whiskers swayed, and its claws slashed the air. Majestic and powerful, its roar shook heaven and earth, causing everyone’s eardrums to ache painfully.

“Jiang Taichu, with the earth energy of ten li, let’s see how you withstand this!” Wei Shuofeng’s eyes bulged with rage as he roared, guiding the spell with a hand seal.

“I hold a breath of the Profound Yellow, capable of suppressing Heaven, Earth, Sun, Moon, and Stars!”

Wei Shuofeng shouted fiercely, stomping his feet so hard they sank several inches into the blue stone slabs.

Under the crazy backlash of magical power, his face turned deathly pale. Blood-flecked foam seeped from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his chest like poignant winter plum blossoms.

Instantly, under his guidance, the earth energy dragon descended like the collapse of Mount Buzhou or the weight of Mount Tai crushing down—carrying a force as powerful as thunder—pouncing toward Jiang Tian to suppress and destroy him.

Inside the villa, the elites and magnates attending the inner banquet were stunned and dumbfounded by this sight.

“This profound yellow earth energy could probably crush a tank! It’s beyond what any human can withstand!” Bai Choufei said excitedly.

“Raising a hand to condense earth-vein energy, waving a hand to form a dragon—Elder Wei’s methods are not those of a human immortal, yet they surpass one!” Many of the wealthy elites, witnessing this divine miracle, were moved to tears.

“Grandmaster Ye from Jiangbei, hmph! Even if you had Divine Realm cultivation, this time, you would still die!” Tang Shaoze’s eyes turned cold as he gritted his teeth and snorted.

…

“Heh, is this all you’ve got, Wei Shuofeng?”

Jiang Tian’s hair flew wildly as he let out a cold snort, his gaze sharp. Suddenly, he stepped onto the void as if ascending an invisible staircase, rising into the sky.

With each step Jiang Taichu took, he rose one meter into the air. After nine steps, he had reached a height of nine meters.

By then, the colossal dragon was diving down, almost upon him.

“Regardless of your myriad spells, I shall break them with a single punch!”

Facing this, Jiang Tian showed no fear, advancing courageously to meet it with a punch. He roared, “I told you, you’re nothing but an ant! An ant should know its place—crawl on the ground and die quietly!”

Boom!

Amid the roar, Jiang Tian’s fury erupted like madness. He didn’t use any immortal techniques, relying solely on his physical body to withstand the blow. His fist slammed heavily into the profound yellow earth-vein energy dragon.

Bang!

Shockwaves of energy rolled out, exploding and radiating in all directions, engulfing a space twenty meters around. The air in that area became chaotic, obscuring everything from view.

“Kill!”

Jiang Tian’s eyes flashed with streaks of red demonic flame, his hair flying like a waterfall turned upside down. He possessed an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers. Shattering magic with his physical body, he delivered another fierce punch to the earth-vein dragon.

Clang!

A sound like a giant bell reverberated through the sky, drumming against people’s eardrums and shocking their fragile nerves.

Even hundreds of meters away inside Tingchao Villa, people felt nauseous to the point of vomiting, barely holding back blood.

Clatter!
Bang!
Bang!

A series of terrifying explosions echoed continuously.

The profound yellow earth energy dragon coiled and surged through the air, its roars shaking the heavens, crashing and colliding violently with Jiang Tian’s fists and body.

Turbulent rolling air, the very space around them seemed torn and blurred by the energy fluctuations, as if on the verge of annihilation.

…

BOOM!

A final tremendous explosion, like several tons of explosives detonating at once.

Several yellow energy spheres appeared, continuously expanding and forming ripples that spread out over a hundred meters, lingering for a long time without dispersing.

The terrifying sound of the explosion carried for kilometers.

Even people in the bustling city center noticed the loud noise, looking up in the direction of Tingchao Mountain’s Cape Beach.

“What happened? Was there an explosion at Tingchao Mountain…?”

“Could it be someone quarrying and blasting?”

“Impossible! That’s a scenic area, and the Tingchao Villas are a wealthy district in our city!”

“Maybe the Goddess Mazu has appeared! There was a hurricane earlier!” Many citizens discussed in shock and confusion, various theories abound.

Today, Tingchao Mountain had indeed been the scene of strange phenomena.

A hurricane had erupted, stirring up colossal waves, followed by an earth-shattering explosion, leading to much speculation among the citizens.

Some nearby residents tried to drive over to see, but were stopped and turned back by police halfway.

However, for the top levels of Lingnan’s officials and the military, they knew a shocking battle was taking place here today.

This battle was no small matter; it would determine the political, commercial, and underground landscape of Lingnan for years to come. It was a battle that would decide the ultimate outcome!

“Master has won!”

As the sounds ceased and the energy waves dissipated, Wei Peng let out a cheer.

Many of the Jiangnan powerhouses also showed relieved smiles.

“Immortal Master Wei Shuofeng is truly too powerful! He could probably suppress and kill even a Divine Realm expert!”

“There are no Divine Realm experts in this era. No matter how strong Jiang Taichu is, he’s still flesh and blood. How could he withstand the power of the earth’s veins?” lamented a master of arcane arts.

“Hmph, once we eliminate this Master Jiang, we can march north and take over Jiangbei!” Tang Shaoze, Bai Choufei, and others felt their worries turn into wild joy, their hanging hearts finally settling.

But then they saw Wei Peng’s face change drastically, as if he had seen a devil. They whirled around.

They saw a tall, imposing figure in the villa courtyard, holding the Xuan Huang Hou Tu clay jar, slowly descending from within the dissipating white energy spheres.

His face was handsome and serene, his eyes shining with an intimidating light. His perfect features resembled God’s finest artwork. Not a speck of dust stained his white robes, making him seem almost divine.

It was none other than Jiang Tian!

Instantly, all the noise in the villa courtyard was sucked away as if by a giant, invisible sponge. The scene froze into silence, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Only the distant sound of waves and the occasional clap of thunder could be heard.

Everyone stood dumbfounded, their gazes filled with shock. They didn’t even dare to breathe the slightest breath, rendering the inside and outside of the villa deathly silent. The only sound was the frantic beating of their own hearts.

Everyone simply stared, speechless, at that tall, imposing figure, unable to believe their eyes.

Wei Shuofeng had used the Xuan Huang Hou Tu Jar, mobilizing the earth energy of ten li around Tingchao Mountain—a force capable of killing even a Divine Realm expert. Shouldn’t Jiang Tian be the one dead? Why was he descending the mountain?

“Jiang Taichu, you… you’re not dead! And you took the clay jar?” Tang Shaoze’s legs trembled violently, large beads of cold sweat pouring down his face. His voice shook with disbelief.

Jiang Tian’s methods were like those of an immortal. He had even suppressed Wei Shuofeng, making Tang Shaoze tremble with fear, wishing he could kneel and worship, begging for mercy.

“Jiang Taichu, where is my grandfather?!” Wei Peng stepped forward, demanding angrily.

“Hmm?”

Jiang Tian turned his head sharply, his eyes flashing. A blade of spiritual sense shot from his forehead.

Wei Peng immediately collapsed, bleeding from all seven orifices. He convulsed violently like an electrocuted rat for a moment, then died.

Jiang Tian’s spiritual sense had grown stronger with his increasing cultivation. Now at the third level of Qi Refining, his spiritual sense was even more powerful.

If his previous spiritual sense was a flying dagger, now it was a bullet, even artillery!

Wei Peng’s arcane arts were merely at the Entry-level; how could he withstand it even for a moment?

Witnessing this, everyone was horrified, their hearts filled with dread.

Young Master Wei had received Wei Shuofeng’s true teachings, possessing Entry-level cultivation. Yet Jiang Tian had killed him with a glance. Didn’t that mean none of them could withstand even a look from him?

“Grandmaster Jiang, we meant no disrespect. It’s just that Elder Wei has guided us all, so we were naturally concerned!” Master Hongye mustered his courage, cupped his fists, and bowed deeply, his tone extremely humble. “Might I ask, Grandmaster Jiang, where is Elder Wei?”

“I crushed him with a single palm.”

Jiang Tian’s tone was light, as if killing Wei Shuofeng was no more significant than squashing an ant.

Everyone’s hearts sank into an abyss. Cold sweat broke out all over their bodies. Their eyes were filled with terror, and also with a trace of doubt.