Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 730 - 729: That person makes a move

There was a mountain with a curious shape, square and not tall, only a few hundred meters high, and its area was roughly the same. There were few plants on the mountain, and vitality was scarce.

Viewed from the skies above, the entire mountain looked like a giant seal, pressing down upon this land. Of course, if you stood even higher, above the firmament, and looked down upon this vast earth, you would see that the whole region took the shape of Xuanwu. And the square seal rested squarely upon the head of Xuanwu.

There had always been rumors. Once, an Ancient Emperor came here, set a grand scheme, and suppressed a great evil. But to the Wu Family, this rumor was nothing more than a joke. They were well aware of what it was: The Four Symbols Land, Xuanwu Gate.

In fact, a long time ago, the Tiger Land of the Zhang Family also had a shape that could be seen with the naked eye, sought after, and stepped upon. However, after that massacre, the Zhang Family suffered a break, and the Tiger Land became an unstable factor. It was indescribable, unspeakable.

At this moment!

It was high noon, the sun shining brightly. A group of strong warriors from the Wu Family stood by the great seal—men and women, old and young, all emanating powerful Physical Strength.

Before them stood an old man in white, tall and thin, forming a stark contrast with the burly members of the Wu Family. At times he murmured to himself; at others, he knelt in front, incessantly chanting something, but no one knew what he was saying. It appeared to be a kind of worship.

The old man in white had a sallow complexion, lacking vitality. His pupils were especially hollow, almost devoid of any color. At first glance, he looked more like a dead man who had crawled out of the loess. His hands were shriveled, skin and bones, without flesh...

Time trickled by. After an indeterminate while, the white-robed elder suddenly vomited blood, and the great seal in front of him quivered abruptly. Following that, a low growl emanated from deep within the earth.

"It's here!"

The people of the Wu Family were visibly excited.

WHOOSH!

More figures sped from afar. Among them was a middle-aged man, dressed simply, his demeanor serious and authoritative without needing to display anger. He was the Family Head of the Wu Family, Wu Yanchang, a powerful warrior of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. His appearance instantly drew the attention of the clan members.

An elder watching below hurried forward to report, "The seal has loosened! Perhaps within ten days or a fortnight, we might be able to open this great seal, allowing Xuanwu to revive once more."

Wu Yanchang nodded but said nothing.

At this time, a few warriors from the Wu Family approached from the left. One of them reported, "The Foot Gate has already begun to loosen."

Soon, another person came to report. Clearly, the place suppressing Xuanwu was not limited to this spot; there were other locations. But the Wu Family had long been prepared, with orders for strong warriors to guard every front, constantly monitoring any loosening of the seals and reporting any abnormalities without delay.

Only an hour passed, and continually, reports of progress flooded back. Yet, the most crucial spot, the heart of Xuanwu, remained silent, without news.

An elder asked, "Who is guarding the heart?"

Someone answered, "Wu An."

"Why is there no message?"

"Elder, I have already sent Wu Chong over," the man said. "Just now, there was some disturbance from that direction. Maybe... that young man is getting restless again."

The Elder frowned. "Right now is a critical moment. Whether the seal of Xuanwu can be broken or not all hinges on these few days. Tell him to stay in line."

The man responded, "Yes!"

About ten minutes later, the old man in white suddenly let out a harrowing scream. His body collapsed, convulsing all over, as if he had encountered some terrible ordeal. The group of people was taken aback, wanting to step forward.

The Great Elder barked, "Do not approach!"

The elder in white trembled, still screaming in agony. What was more terrifying was that a cluster of flames burst forth from between his brows, furiously devouring his life. Wu Yanchang strode forward, his expression cold, pressing down with one finger, trying to suppress it. However, that wisp of flame danced with Dominate Power, fiercely unmatched, and permeated with a dreadful Tao. Even he, as a Quasi-Emperor Realm practitioner, could not suppress it. Instead, it made the flames even more arrogant.

"What is this?" A youngster showed a shocked expression, feeling the Dominate Power within.

No one spoke, each with a heavy look on their face.

The elder in white continued to scream, his body shaking nonstop. Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, his body and life were devoured by the flames. The flames flickered a few times and dissipated into heaven and earth, as if they had never existed.

"Dominate!" On a distant mountaintop stood a young man dressed in lavish clothing. He had witnessed the entire process, wanting to intervene, but a lingering fear held him back. It wasn't until the flames had vanished that he uttered these two words. He was not a member of the Wu Family but a member of the Divine Clan...

Dominate? What kind of cultivation is this? A group of people from the Wu Family frowned tightly.

"A Tao hardly seen in the human world, so... it is understandable that you do not know," the Divine Clan young man spoke softly. "This Tao belongs to the Heavens and myriad worlds. Of course, not just anyone can cultivate it. Since ancient times, those who cultivate Dominate Power are few and far between."

"If it does not belong to the human world, why does it appear here?" asked an Elder.

"Because of him." The Divine Clan young man pointed to the ground. "The Human Sword Immortal Fuxi—he's not just a Sword Cultivator; he also cultivates the most dominant Tao between heaven and earth. Few people know about it because this Tao is far too powerful. Once it operates or is used, one must also bear the corresponding injuries. But... rumor has it that the Human Sword Immortal has always been seeking a way to control it."

Just like Opening Heaven Swordsmanship. He needs a successor who understands restraint and knows when to advance or retreat. And Zhang Ziyu is a very good choice.

The Divine Clan young man then said, "The Sword Immortal is unparalleled in wisdom, paving the way for all Tao, naturally understanding the pros and cons. However... he cannot change it because he is innately a divine being, containing powerful Tao within himself. No matter how he cultivates, he ultimately has but one direction. Therefore... long ages ago, he had been laying out his plans and searching for a successor in the human world."

He paused subconsciously at this point. In his mind, he thought of a person: Zhang Ziyu. A nobody, without cultivation talent, lacking qualifications for cultivation or understanding, a young man who unexpectedly received the Sword Immortal's Sword Dao inheritance. Now, everything made sense.

So? Has another inheritor of Dominate Power also emerged? His gaze was intense, looking out over the distant mountains and rivers of the land. It must be so. The inheritor of Dominate Power emerges, seeking to suppress the Wu Family. Heh... At this thought, he revealed a trace of a smile. "That person is taking action."

"Who? Zhang Ziyu?"

"No! Someone else." The Divine Clan young man's smile remained.

Just then, the heavily wounded Wu An and Wu Chong returned. Seeing the injuries on the two of them, everyone was astonished. "Who did this?"

Fuck! Upon hearing this, the expressions on the two men's faces instantly turned ugly. Such young talents from an Ancient Family had been severely injured by a little girl. How shameful!

The Divine Clan young man standing atop the mountain whispered, "Perhaps, it is the successor of Dominate Power."

On the land of Huangzhou, who didn't know that the Wu Family was an Ancient Family? Not to mention its deep heritage, it was filled with powerful individuals, and each younger generation member was stronger than the last. All of their strengths were around that of a Saint King. With such terrifying strength, who dared to move against them?

Err... Wu Chong's face flushed as he explained, "It's not some inheritor of Dominate Power, just a little girl."

Everyone: "..."