Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 1446 - 57 Patriarch of True Martial

Chapter 1446: Chapter 57 Patriarch of True Martial

North Sea.

From the depths of the Northsea Continent, the icy winds have been day after day sweeping over this vast and serene sea.

Ice and thick mist are almost the only landscapes here.

The howling icy wind is almost the only sound here.

Only deep within this thick fog, one can faintly see the silhouettes of rafts and boats, intermittently visible and hidden.

High above.

A middle-aged man in a Dragon Robe and a blond elder stand side by side, overlooking from above.

This mysterious and silent sea area is completely clear in their eyes, without any secrets.

At this mont in their line of sight.

A complex and exquisitely crafted yet slightly damaged giant bronze city is half subrged in the sea, and half erging from the water.

Countless ships, large and small, gather from all directions toward this Bronze Giant City. Then, True Martial Cultivators, indistinguishable from mortals in aura, walk out from the boats, entering the city through the gates.

Around the city, a great number of ships are heading out to the outer periter.

Yet all this is silent under the cover of the thick surrounding fog.

Yang Que raises his eyebrows slightly, sowhat astonished:

“These True Martial Cultivators actually possess such skills?”

The blond elder is also sowhat surprised.

In their previous understanding, these True Martial Cultivators were nothing more than mortals with no special traits, completely incapable of using Mana, yet unexpectedly, they have established such a grand city in the desolate North Sea.

Fortunately, Yang Que’s question did not linger for long. He looked at the city below with rising interest:

“The Patriarch of True Martial should be here, right?”

The blond elder shakes his head slightly.

The environnt here is peculiar, seeming to interfere with the Mana and Spiritual Sence of Cultivators, and the city itself seems to possess the ability to block external probing.

Of course, the most crucial part is that these True Martial Cultivators are nearly indistinguishable from ordinary mortals if they do not utilize their Qi and Blood.

They can hardly feel any difference between these True Martial Cultivators and mortals.

The blond elder hesitates for a mont, then speaks softly:

“Your Majesty, how about I catch soone to ask?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Que can’t help but shake his head with a smile:

“Why bother with such trouble.”

“This city is of such a grand scale, all True Martial Cultivators converge here, even if it is not the dwelling place of the Patriarch of True Martial, it must be the most important place for the True Martial Cultivators.

I just need to make so noise, and he will necessarily co over, otherwise how could he convince the crowd?”

The blond elder shows hesitation, but ultimately nods his head.

The next mont, with a thought from Yang Que,

A Divinity Transformation cultivator of the primitive Demonic Sect imdiately shoots out like an arrow.

Then swiftly piercing through the thick fog, they land above the Bronze Giant City.

The arrival of the Demon Sect cultivator quickly raises the alert of the True Martial Cultivators within the city.

“Who is it?!”

“Quick, it’s a rebellious cultivator from the Demon Sect!”

“They actually found this place!”

“Quickly notify the Enforcer!”

Several urgent voices.

Imdiately afterward, dozens of figures with obscure Qi, gaunt bodies, and aged faces break through the air, staring vigilantly and defensively at the Demon Sect cultivator above.

Underneath the thick fog, more than ten figures quietly erge from the water, encircling the Demon Sect cultivator above.

Seeing these dozens of figures, Yang Que, whose form is hidden in the fog from afar, reveals a hint of astonishnt.

These True Martial Cultivators who rushed out first, despite their extrely obscure Qi and Blood, were still instantly caught by him, a Divinity Transformation cultivator, sensing a faint fluctuation.

“Is this Class IV True Martial Cultivator?”

“Using Qi and Blood to forcibly control the surrounding Spiritual Energy, to achieve an effect close to Mana, it’s completely different from Body Cultivation. Although it appears rough, it does have rits.”

Yang Que, watching from above, nods slightly, increasingly satisfied in his eyes.

He doesn’t fear that the True Martial Cultivators are too strong; he fears that they will not et his expectations.

And these True Martial Cultivators below, although seem a bit weak for now,

Given the short ti since the rise of True Martial Cultivators,

There’s no doubt they possess trendous potential.

In the long run, they will beco an important force to suppress the Supre Dragon Transformation.

Thinking of this, Yang Que’s gaze sweeps obscurely over the Supre Dragon Transformation.

A cold laugh echoes within his heart.

Once his strength is strong enough, regardless of whether the other party is an Artifact Spirit, they can only obediently be an Artifact Spirit!

Before then, this group of True Martial Cultivators is undoubtedly the best tool.

His thoughts whirl.

Below, the Demon Sect cultivator, expressionless, upon a signal from Yang Que, without any sign, imdiately releases a huge Specter Spell towards the Bronze Giant City below!

The Specter quickly morphs into a giant black scythe, becoming solidified, crashing down towards the city below!

“Courting death!!”

“Rebel, you will die!”

The dozens of True Martial Cultivators flying over the city imdiately show changes in expression!

So rush to et the bloody Spell.

So gaunt old n with muscles withering show coldness in their eyes.

Steam of blood rapidly rises, bursting forth!

Wrapping their bodies like a layer of armor, they then step into the air, soaring up, quickly condensing a blood-red lance in their hands.

Raising the lance over the shoulder, twisting the hip and turning the waist.

They ferociously hurl it up at the Demon Sect cultivator in the sky!

He’s exceedingly fast.

Almost instantaneously, the blood-red lance travels the already short distance, striking the Demon Sect cultivator forcefully.

Bang!

The light bursts instantly.

Slightly shattering.

However, before these True Martial Cultivators can show any joy,

In the sky, dozens and hundreds more shadows of Demon Sect cultivators break through the fog from above.