Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

Chapter 54 Yang Jie's Anger (Seeking First Subscription)

At the cave entrance a hundred miles away, Lin Jia anxiously gazed into the distance, her beautiful eyes filled with unwavering worry.

She knew that Luo Qianqiu was engaged in a great battle, and judging from his power, his opponent this time was definitely not someone from the Second Secret Realm.

Four poles!

The third great secret realm of the human body, once mastered, will connect the four poles of the human body with heaven and earth, allowing one to unleash immense power with every gesture, easily tearing mountains and splitting rivers.

It was from this secret realm that the path of cultivation truly began.

The Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm and the Dao Palace Secret Realm are mostly just foundational stages.

Just like a special physique, only by entering the Four Extremes Secret Realm can one achieve minor mastery of the physique and experience a surge in combat power. The holy sons of noble families and holy lands also only travel the world after reaching the Four Extremes.

The Four Extremes Secret Realm is special not only because of this, but also because of the differences in cultivation. Although resources are still indispensable, it is more inclined towards enlightenment.

Only by truly understanding the essence of the Great Dao can one's cultivation improve; relying solely on resources is no longer sufficient.

All these unique features signify the power and special nature of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

Lin Jia's mind was in turmoil, and the more she thought about it, the more worried she became.

She knew that Luo Qianqiu was very powerful, and that defying immortals had become commonplace for him.

But that's a fourth-level expert!

If Lin Jia hadn't known that with her meager cultivation level, rushing there would only add to her burden and serve no other purpose, she would have flown there long ago.

At this moment, she not only felt powerless, but also hated her own incompetence. If her cultivation hadn't been so slow, would she have been able to fight alongside Luo Qianqiu?

Instead of what she is like now, where every time something happens, she can only wait and accept whatever the outcome may be, good or bad.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed." Suddenly, a clear voice interrupted Lin Jia's reverie.

She looked up abruptly and saw Luo Qianqiu standing not far in front of her with a smile on his face.

He was still dressed in black, tall and slender, exuding a heroic air. He was not missing any limbs, and there didn't even seem to be any injuries.

Lin Jiaxin's heart instantly settled back into her stomach, as if she had survived a disaster, even though she had only been waiting the whole time.

"I told you, with me here, nothing unexpected will happen." Luo Qianqiu noticed Lin Jia's exhaustion.

It wasn't physical fatigue, but rather a state of mental tension followed by a sudden relaxation.

He stepped forward and gently embraced Lin Jia, his arms, strong enough to fight a savage dragon, now serving as her only support.

However, this heartwarming scene did not last long before Luo Qianqiu personally brought it back to reality.

"We should leave now. Among the people who came this time, there is a heavyweight. His death will surely provoke the wrath of the Purple Mansion Holy Land."

Lin Jia raised her head, her mind instantly shifting from self-pity to a resolute expression.

She couldn't help anyway, so she absolutely wouldn't allow herself to hold Luo Qianqiu back at this time.

"Let's go," Lin Jia said firmly.

Seeing Lin Jia regain her capable appearance, Luo Qianqiu felt a little better.

Without further delay, he reached out and embraced Lin Jia, Dao patterns appeared beneath his feet, and he disappeared at the cave entrance.

In a grand hall of the Purple Mansion Holy Land branch in the Holy City, Yang Jie, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes. Two terrifying beams of divine light shot out, like two heavenly swords, piercing the void and causing it to collapse inch by inch.

A terrifying pressure permeated the air, like a volcano about to erupt. Anyone present would surely collapse to the ground under its power.

"The primordial spirit imprint in the Boundless Divine Bell has been erased?" Yang Jie's white hair danced wildly, like a demon king who could dominate the world.

"Who! Who killed my grandson?"

A furious shout resounded throughout the entire Purple Mansion Holy Land branch and quickly spread outwards.

At this moment, the entire holy city trembled.

"Yang Jie's grandson was murdered?"

"Which grandson? I remember he has quite a few grandsons, right?"

"It should be the one who always follows the little girl from Yaochi around; that old man dotes on this grandson the most."

That's not good.

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The leaders of the various holy lands stationed in the holy city branches communicated with each other using their divine senses, but soon things returned to calm.

This matter may be a momentous event for the general public, but in their eyes, it's nothing more than children playing house.

As long as it's not their grandson who dies, nothing else matters.

In the Purple Mansion Holy Land branch, Yang Jie soared into the sky, summoned the Mysterious Jade Platform, and traversed tens of thousands of miles in a single leap.

After crossing the river dozens of times, he arrived at the battlefield and saw his grandson's headless corpse.

"roar!"

A terrifying roar shook the heavens, its sound like crashing waves, causing endless mountains and rivers to collapse in an instant.

In Tiannan City, three thousand miles away, everyone looked at the distance with fear and unease.

There, it was as if a god or demon was roaring across the heavens and earth, shattering the clouds and smashing the mountains.

"My God, just a single roar is so terrifying! What kind of terrifying being is this?"

"The roar tore through the clouds and collapsed the mountains; it was undoubtedly a powerful expert."

"What's wrong with him? Why does his voice sound so sorrowful?"

Everyone was uneasy, yet they couldn't help but discuss it with curiosity.

But soon, all sounds ceased abruptly, and a terrifying figure appeared above Tiannan City.

He was dressed in purple, with a youthful face and white hair. He was handsome, and his body radiated a dazzling glow. If it weren't for his full head of white hair, no one would doubt that he was a handsome young man.

Yang Jie stood tall in the sky, his powerful divine sense spreading out without reservation. Soon he locked onto a spot and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in a pavilion, looking at the middle-aged man before him and saying, "You are the most powerful cultivator in this city. Have you noticed anything unusual about the area three thousand miles outside the city?"

"I...I must inform you, senior, that about a few hours ago, a strange phenomenon appeared outside the city, with a hazy Buddhist light spreading out—my cultivation is limited, and I only saw these things." The middle-aged man recounted the story tremblingly, not daring to hide anything.

"It really is the Western Desert!" After listening to the middle-aged man's account, Yang Jie's eyes shot out two beams of light, which were extremely sharp and intimidating.

With his cultivation level, he naturally sensed the lingering Daoist charm on the battlefield, which was full of Buddhist intent. He considered no other place besides the Western Desert.

I came to Tiannan City to inquire, simply to confirm my guess.

"Why would the people of the Western Desert kill someone without cause?" Yang Jie was filled with confusion.

If we're talking about someone who's had a grudge against Yang Wuduan during this period, there is one, but that person is only at the second level of the Dao Palace realm, so Yang Jie ruled him out without even thinking about it.

Yang Wuduan was an outstanding figure among the fifth level of the Dao Palace, comparable to the first level of the Four Extremes. In addition, there were more than a dozen other renowned figures from the Four Extremes with him.

With this lineup, even an ancient emperor at the second level of the Dao Palace wouldn't be able to turn the tide, let alone kill them all.

Yang Jie felt that the person who made the move was at least at the peak of the Four Great Perfections. Only someone at this level could prevent a group of renowned elders from even escaping.

"So, it wasn't a premeditated ambush, but more like a chance encounter where conflict arose between the two sides, leading to a violent killing?" Yang Jie thought to himself.