Chapter 818: Flame Young Master, Zhang Yan!

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: JayC

“Who’re they? Their clothes are really weird.”

“I’ve never seen people like this. Not only have they balded their heads, they even made so many scars on their heads… They really have nothing better to do!”

“They called themselves lowly monks? Besides that, what does ‘Buddha be praised’ mean?”

…

The representatives and young geniuses of the various Dynasties discussed animatedly.

They’d never seen people that were dressed like this.

Of course, only the representatives of the various Dynasties that knit their brows tightly as they seemed to have recalled something, and they cried out in low voices.

“I heard everyone within some formidable sects of the Foreign Lands are bald, and they have dotted scars on their heads… They abstain from lust and meat, concentrating on the Martial Dao, causing their martial prowess to be utterly profound!”

“Right! I’ve heard of them as well… Supposedly, they were called Divine Monks by the ordinary people of the Foreign lands, but the martial artists of the Foreign Lands normally address them as monks.”

“I never imagined that monks really exist… I wonder if they really abstain from lust and meat!? Just thinking about days without the pleasure of women and meat causes me to feel extremely unwell.”

…

The voices of the representatives of the various Dynasties entered clearly into the ears of the others.

Monks?

Abstain from lust and meat?

Besides Duan Ling Tian, all the representatives and young geniuses of the ten Dynasties were dumbstruck.

“There are actually people like this that abstain from lust and meat while concentrating in the Martial Dao? If they’re unable to become experts, then it would be truly unjust!”

“I wouldn’t want to be an expert like this even if I could!”

“Everyone has their own aspirations, and what everyone wants is naturally completely different.”

…

For a time, the scene went into an uproar because of the arrival of the three monks.

As he looked at the three monks, Duan Ling Tian couldn’t refrain the curiosity in his heart, and his Spiritual Force swept out and touched the young monk at the first possible moment because he was the weakest.

The young monk was around the age of 35, with a handsome appearance and calm gaze, and he seemed to be weighed down by age, as if he’d already seen through the world itself.

“Sixth… Sixth level of the Void Interpretation Stage?” After he detected the cultivation of the young monk, Duan Ling Tian’s pupils couldn’t help but constrict as never had he imagined that this young monk who was at a similar age to most of the young geniuses of the ten Dynasties was actually an existence at the sixth level of the Void Interpretation Stage.

This was truly unbelievable!

“Where did these monks come from? A young monk is already so strong, wouldn’t these two middle aged monks be…” Duan Ling Tian hadn’t finished thinking when his Spiritual Force that flashed towards the monk in the lead, Hui Ming, had stopped suddenly, and then it seemed to have sank into the ocean and vanished without a trace.

“Little Benefactor, you possess such attainments in Spiritual Force at such a young age, it’s truly shocking.” At the same time, a voice sounded out by Duan Ling Tian’s ears, and it was the voice of Hui Ming.

Duan Ling Tian couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He knew that this Hui Ming ought to be an expert of the same level as Ning Can and Sword 13, and he was an existence at the seventh level of the Void Transformation Stage or above as well.

Moreover, there was surely a colossus that was on par with the Skywolf Fort and Blade Sect behind Hui Ming.

Hui Ming glanced amiably at Duan Ling Tian before looking at Saber 5. “Vice Sect Master Saber, long time no see. Have you been well?”

“Of course I’m more well than you, baldy.” Saber 5 grunted, and he seemed to dislike Hui Ming extremely.

Hui Ming didn’t get angry and looked at Feng Wei before he greeted. “Vice Fort Master Feng, this humble monk is honored.”

“Hui Ming, Hui Jing, take that little baldy and leave quickly… Our Skywolf Fort doesn’t welcome you!” Feng Wei spoke with a low voice. At the same time, he looked towards the distant Sword 13 and seemed to be reminding Sword 13 about something.

“Baldy Hui Ming, we know clearly about your intentions in coming here… But my Blade Sect has already come to an agreement with the Skywolf Fort, and your Empyrean Temple is probably unable to join in and have a share.” Sword 13 looked at Hui Jing and spoke slowly.

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried an indisputable tone.

“Vice Sect Master Sword, since I’ve made an appearance, then I naturally have the confidence to interfere.” Hui Ming smiled indifferently, and his emotionless face faintly contained slight confidence.

No matter if it was the Skywolf Fort’s Ning Can and Feng Wei, or the Blade Sect’s Sword 13 and Saber 5, their expressions instantly went grim when they heard Hui Ming’s words.

At the same time, they raised their heads in unison to look high up into the sky.

“Since you’ve come, then why conceal yourself?!” Ning Can spoke in a sonorous voice.

Practically at the instant Ning Can finished speaking, a middle aged man in simple clothes flashed out from behind the clouds and mist in the horizon to appear before everyone.

The middle aged man had an ordinary appearance, yet he faintly emitted an unapproachable aura. Obviously, he’d cultivated a special cultivation technique.

The middle aged man had a calm and expressionless face, and his eyes were even dim and lusterless, causing him to simply seem to be even more contented with his life than the other three monks.

“Pei An!” The expressions of Ning Can and Feng Wei sank in unison when they saw this middle aged man, and even the expressions of Saber 5 and Sword 13 weren’t too slightly. Obviously, they never imagined that this person would come here.

Whoosh!

The middle aged man’s figure flashed before gracefully descending down from the sky.

Another person appeared from the clouds and mist behind the middle aged man, and it was a young man with a calm expression who similarly wore simple clothed. The young man followed close behind the middle aged man and descended down along with him.

“It’s him!” Duan Ling Tian’s pupils couldn’t help but constrict as an astounded expression appeared on his face when this young man made an appearance.

He knew this young man, and he’d even fought with the young man in the past.

But never had he imagined that this young man would appear here.

It wasn’t only Duan Ling Tian that was extremely shocked, even Zi Shang and Long Yun had astounded expressions at this moment, and they seemed as if they’d seen a ghost.

“Why is he here?” The same thought arose in the hearts of both of them.

“Duan Ling Tian… He… Isn’t he one of the five great young masters of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom, Flame Young Master?” Suddenly, Su Li had arrived by Duan Ling Tian’s side, and he asked slightly hesitantly.

Su Li remembered clearly that when he participated in the Genius Competition of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom that day, he’d once seen this young man in simple clothes that was descending from the sky, and the young man seemed to be one of the five great young masters of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom, the Flame Young Master.

He seemed to be called Zhang Yan!

The Flame Young Master, Zhang Yan!

He still remembered that during the Genius Competition that day, Zhang Yan was eliminated from the five positions because of his arrival, and Zhang Yan was unable to head to the Darkstone Empire to participate in the Young Genius Competition of the Empire.

Shouldn’t Zhang Yan be in the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom and be mediocre for his entire lifetime?

Why has he appeared here?

Moreover, he seemed to be following an expert that even Su Li’s Master was slightly afraid of, and a person Su Li’s Master was afraid of was undoubtedly someone that could be considered to be an extraordinary expert in the Foreign Lands.

“Sect Master Pei!” Hui Ming and Hui Jing pressed their palms together as they looked at the middle aged man in simple clothed and bowed slightly.

“Sect Master?!” Sword 13, Ning Can, Saber 5, and Feng Wei were greatly shocked when they heard the words of the two monks.

Obviously, both of them had never imagined that the middle aged man before them had actually already become the Sect Master of that sect.

They knew clearly what this meant.

“Pei An, you… You’ve stepped into that realm?” Saber 5 gasped. Even though he’d guessed in his heart, he still couldn’t help but ask.

Pei An looked at Hui Ming and Hui Jing before nodded lightly towards them, and then he looked at Saber 5 and spoke slowly with a calm and empty voice. “Saber 5, you seem to have not improved during these past few years.”

Saber 5 was angered to the point his face flushed red, yet he was at a loss for words.

If it was anyone else, then he’d have swung his saber over since long ago, yet the middle aged man before him wasn’t someone he could go against.

As someone of the same generation, the halos on this middle aged man had even surpassed his Junior Brother Sword 13.

Sword 13 could be considered to be the number one figure in the Blade Sect in their generation.

“Who’re you to actually dare humiliate my Master!?” Saber 5 didn’t make any reaction, yet Long Yun was enraged, and he took a step forward and looked angrily at Pei An.

In his heart, his Master was someone that he wouldn’t allow anyone to disrespect.

Slap!

A clear sound of a slap resounded out as Long Yun’s head tilted, and a fiery palm print appeared on his face.

At the same time, a young man in simple clothed had appeared before Long Yun and looked at Long Yun with an expressionless face.

The person that gave Long Yun a slap earlier was precisely this person.

“Zhang Yan, you’re courting death!” Long Yun was muddled by this slap, then he revealed a savage expression when he recovered from his shock, and he raised his hand to flash out with his hand that was formed into a saber that slashed towards the person before him and seemed as if he wanted to slash this person into two.

Whoosh!

Long Yun’s enraged strike was executed with his full strength, a second level Void Interpretation Stage cultivation and a first level Saber Concept were completely revealed, and when combined with his grade three spirit saber, it drew the energy of the heavens and the earth to develop into 70 ancient horned dragon silhouettes.

Zhang Yan still had an expressionless face when facing this strike that contained the strength of 70 ancient horned dragons, and he seemed as if he didn’t even notice it.

Right when many people thought Zhang Yan would be slashed into two by Long Yun.

Clang!

An enormous clang resounded out, and it caused the scene to fall into deathly silence.

Under the gazes of everyone present, Long Yun had attacked with his full strength, and his strike that contained the strength of 70 ancient horned dragons was actually received by the young man in simple clothes with his bare hands.

Moreover, he’d only utilized two fingers, his thumb and index finger.

The two fingers that were coiled by a layer of material Water Concept held onto the blade of the saber and stopped Long Yun’s enraged attack.

“Ha!!” Long Yun shouted out explosively and wanted to withdraw the grade three spirit saber in his hand, yet he noticed that Zhang Yan’s hand was like an iron clamp that caused him to be utterly unable to withdraw his saber.

“How could this be possible?!” For a time, Long Yun’s pupils constricted and had an astonished expression on his face, and he looked at the expressionless Zhang Yan with disbelief. “You… How could you possible possess such formidable strength?!”

At this moment, it wasn’t only Long Yun that was astonished.

Duan Ling Tian, Zi Shang, Su Li, and anyone who knew Zhang Yan in the past were exceedingly shocked by the strength Zhang Yan revealed.

“How could Zhang Yan possibly possess such a formidable strength in these mere few years of time?” Duan Ling Tian felt his heartbeat quickened to a terrifying degree as he looked at the 150 ancient horned dragon silhouettes that danced about ceaselessly in the sky above Zhang Yan.

When his Spiritual Force stretched out, he detected Zhang Yan’s current cultivation.

“Sixth… Sixth level of the Void Interpretation Stage?!” Duan Ling Tian’s expression turned to an expression of slight shock. Never had he imagined that in these short few years, Zhang Yan actually possessed such a formidable cultivation.

The strength of 150 ancient horned dragons.

A cultivation at the sixth level of the Void Interpretation Stage only constituted 80 ancient horned dragons.

In other words, Zhang Yan had also comprehended sixth level Intermediate Water Concept.