Immortality from Taming Elephant-Chapter 454 - 214: Divine Techniques Manifest, the Six Northern Institutes (Part 2)

Chapter 454: Chapter 214: Divine Techniques Manifest, the Six Northern Institutes (Part 2)

The external manifestation of these Divine Techniques is more like a symbol of noble identity.

At this moment.

"Finally, it’s out!"

A sinister voice suddenly echoed.

Could it be the shadow that leapt from Jiang Chendao’s body when he was slain!?

After such a long time, it still hasn’t died?

Due to the changes induced by the True Blood, the Earth Gate seemed to develop a fissure, and this shadow managed to escape from it. But before it could finish speaking, it suddenly let out a piercing scream.

It was like a cat caught in a door. Behind the Earth Gate seemed to be a dreadful existence, gripping half of its body, with only half of its Divine Soul squeezing out.

The shadow materialized in the void, its form gradually becoming clear, resembling an elderly version of the genie from Aladdin’s lamp.

It saw Xu Guang, with a trace of hatred in its eyes, along with a deeply hidden fear.

"Youngster, your Divine Techniques are impressive. Become my disciple, and I will teach you the way of the Saint..."

He had an otherworldly aura about him, naturally exuding an ethereal disposition; his Divine Soul was inherently elusive, making him appear like a reclusive, peerless sage.

Just with his appearance, he could deceive many people.

After he appeared, the surroundings seemed to change with him, as though this world could not accommodate such a terrifying Divine Soul.

Bang!

Xu Guang’s golden Divine Soul suddenly burst forth from his body, delivering a heavy left hook directly onto the shadow’s head.

The old man screamed miserably.

Xu Guang sat on its head like a street hooligan in a fight.

Pummeling its face with fists, in an instant, its face became twisted and bizarre.

"What are you pretending for, fool?"

The old man kept screaming, trying to resist several times, but in Xu Guang’s golden Divine Soul, that terrifying power that made him scared was continuously flowing.

"Wrong, wrong, I know I was wrong."

Xu Guang stopped, looking at him.

The old man got up, his distorted face returning to normal in an instant, causing Xu Guang to raise an eyebrow slightly.

This indicated that the level of the old man’s Divine Soul was very high, and although his methods could beat it into deformation, he seemed not to have truly injured the opponent.

"What are you?"

Xu Guang asked.

The old man displayed displeasure on his face, "What do you mean, what? Beyond the Perception Void Realm lies heaven, within the Void Realm dwell the gods. Mysterious and boundless, fate is limited, myriad stars preaching and spreading fire in a hurry.

I am the Void Realm Profound Mystery Divine Monarch, young one..."

He wanted to say more, but upon seeing Xu Guang’s clenched fist, he quickly ceased speaking.

Xu Guang squinted at him, "I heard that there are many remnants of ancient times lingering in the Void Realm, and it seems you are one of them."

The old man’s expression remained unchanged, "I am not one of those useless remnants."

These ancient beings have extremely deep minds, and Xu Guang did not want to entangle with him any further, so he directly asked, "What is your relationship with Jiang Chendao?"

"You open that damn gate, and I’ll tell you."

The old man replied with a sinister smile.

Xu Guang slowly raised his hand, a golden luster manifesting on his Divine Soul, "I really want to see if I truly can’t kill your Divine Soul?"

The old man kept smiling, "You can try."

He was somewhat fearful of the terror behind the Earth Gate, but Xu Guang’s cultivation was too poor, and he simply didn’t care.

"Then I’ll send you back where you came from."

The old man certainly did not want to return to the Earth Gate.

"I can tell you something, about Jiang Chendao."

Xu Guang became interested.

...

The early autumn rain was very cold, cascading down from the sky.

As evening approached, Xu Guang sat on a carriage, his eyes transformed into dual pupils, observing everything around with clarity, feeling that the entire world seemed to have changed.

On the blades of grass and leaves of plants, some impurities hovered faintly, these things appeared alive yet like some parasites lingering on the surface of plants, reminiscent of seaweed, blurry and swaying with the wind, imparting an extremely eerie feeling.

’Are these the fundamental things isolating all living beings in this world from contacting the Void Realm, and also the true curse imposed by the Ancient Gods upon this world?’

A tinge of blood-red flame emerged, obliterating the impurities on the plants.

But soon, those things seemed to be like ants, gathering again like a tide, reappearing on the plant leaves.

Xu Guang squinted his eyes, "The curse of the Ancient Gods..."

The carriage slowly came to a stop.

Jiang Zi Yun came out to greet.

"You seem different today."

Xu Guang did not speak. After refining and consuming the True Blood, he was close to the Third Grade, only needing time to absorb enough Spirit Charm in the Void Realm to truly break through to the Third Grade.

This will take some time.

However, Xu Guang estimated, at most it would take half a year.

He had lingered too briefly in the Fourth Grade and needed to make up for some previous deficiencies, so he was not in a hurry.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Zi Yun asked.

"About your origin."

"My origin?"

"You are indeed not the daughter of Jiang Mu Ye. Jiang Chendao’s father was named Jiang Li Sui, who practiced a kind of Evil Technique that could use the blood of Barbarians to break the curse of the Ancient Gods. Thus, in the Fourth Grade, he could perceive the Void Realm. He is also the person you previously mentioned, the one practicing the Evil Technique your father saw Beyond the Border back then."

Jiang Zi Yun suddenly fell silent, "So... he is my biological father?"

Xu Guang said nothing.

He felt quite complicated as well, never expecting Jiang Zi Yun to actually be the sibling of Jiang Chendao.

Initially, he did not actually want to tell Jiang Zi Yun about her origin, but he thought that hiding it might not be a good thing either.

Jiang Zi Yun sighed, saying nothing more.

...

The night deepened, the autumn rain unceasing.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached from afar, swiftly coming from outside the city.