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Secret Conversation – Part II.
They spoke in such a low voice that even Rong Tian's enhanced hearing couldn't catch a single word. Only the movement of their lips and their serious expressions were visible in the pale moonlight filtering through the willow trees.In an effort to hear more clearly by leaning forward, Rong Tian accidentally stepped on a dry willow branch hidden beneath fallen leaves.CRACK!The sound of the broken branch shatters the silence of the night like a thunderclap, like lightning splitting the sky and announcing danger to all who could hear.Teacher Lin immediately turned his head with speed that betrayed his high cultivation, his eagle like eyes locking onto Rong Tian's position within the magical illusion that concealed him. "Who's eavesdropping on matters of state!" he shouted with voice that carried across the cemetery.In an instant faster than mortal eye could follow, he drew his sword from its sheath with metallic ring. The sword's energy shimmered with deadly intent, creating waves p
Secret Conversation – Part I.
Rong Tian remained motionless behind the ancient tombstone, using the hiding technique he had mastered through years of demonic cultivation. He sharpened his hearing to supernatural levels, hoping to catch the conversation between State Master Lin and the mysterious figure called "Prince" who stood beside him."The mission in the Hadarac Desert was a complete failure, Lin Zhao," the Prince's heavy voice sounded cold as winter frost cutting through the night air. "You caused unnecessary chaos that drew unwanted attention to our operations."State Teacher Lin bowed slightly with hands clasped before him, his voice full of regret though his eyes showed calculating intelligence. "Forgive me, Prince. The plan to divide the white sect and the demon sect did not go as expected despite our careful preparations.""Five hundred royal archers in black masks were supposed to create perfect chaos and confusion," the prince replied with disappointment evident in his tone. "But instead, you've made
At the Imperial Cemetery of Bei Fang- Part II.
Instead it transformed his foundation, strengthened his cultivation base, and filled him with power beyond mortal limits. Rong Tian trembled uncontrollably as his body struggled to adapt, cold sweat pouring down his forehead in rivulets that soaked his collar.His hands clenched tightly into fists until knuckles turned white, the veins in his arms bulging grotesquely beneath his skin. "Hold on..." he muttered to himself through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse but determined despite the agony coursing through every nerve."You are the Black Bat King who walks the path of demons. You will not lose here to a long dead emperor!"The energy surging through his body slowly transformed as he gained control, turning into a dark black wave flowing like a river of darkness through his meridians. Suddenly without warning, the shadow of the old emperor's spirit appeared before him materializing from nothing.A terrifying figure in a tattered golden robe that had once represented ultimate authorit
At the Imperial Cemetery of Bei Fang- Part I.
Rong Tian dived from the sky with a movement that exuded elegance and power beyond mortal capability. His Black Bat King's robe fluttered dramatically behind him, splitting the darkness of the night like the wings of a giant bird soaring through the sky with supernatural grace.His Qinggong technique was flawless and refined through countless hours of practice, as if he were part of the wind itself rather than merely riding upon it. Unfortunately, no one witnessed his breathtaking display of martial prowess that would have left observers speechless with awe.The silent night was the only witness to his extraordinary skill that defied natural law. As his feet touched the ground with precision that spoke of absolute control, each step created a subtle yet palpable vibration that spread outward.The vibration rippled through the air in expanding circles, like ripples on the surface of calm water disturbed by a falling stone. In front of him lay the Bai Feng Dynasty Imperial Cemetery stre
The Black Shadow on the Horizon.
Night fell on the beach of Biramaki City like a dark curtain descending upon a stage. The previously bustling atmosphere was now quiet and empty, the dragon boat festival had ended hours ago, leaving behind traces of liveliness that were slowly fading away into memory.Rong Tian looked around carefully with eyes that missed nothing, making sure there was no one left on the beach. The area was now only lit by the moonlight that cast long shadows across the sand and reflected off the gentle waves.He saw Qi Yu lying weakly beside him among the wooden debris, unconscious and pale as death. "I can't leave you here to die alone," he murmured with voice barely audible, his heart filled with deep concern that weighed upon his chest like stones.Carefully, he lifted Qi Yu's body with arms that trembled slightly from exhaustion, feeling her weight as he carried her into his embrace. Despite her slender frame, the burden of responsibility felt heavier than any physical weight.Using his Qinggon
Master Lin of the State, Part II.
State Master Lin Zhao merely snorted coldly at the shallow praise that meant nothing to him. His gaze was sharp and unwavering like a drawn blade, ignoring all the cheap praise around him that flowed like water.It seemed he was focused entirely on searching for the vanished spiritual traces that still lingered faintly. The flattery of mortals held no interest for one who had reached his level of cultivation.The crowd followed enthusiastically as State Master Lin walked around the arena with measured steps. Every step State Master Lin Zhao took created tremendous fear in those nearby, his aura pressing down on them like physical weight.The attendees whispered among themselves in hushed tones, trying to catch the mysterious movements of the State Master. "Look! He's looking for something important!" whispered a young man to his companion with eyes wide, pointing at the slowly moving figure.State Master Lin Zhao slowly moved his hands in intricate patterns, emitting a thin yet sharp
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