History's Strongest Senior Brother

Therefore, when he saw an indistinct figure appear in his field of vision, Yan Zhaoge could not help but take notice.

This meant that somehow had discovered the stone pillar.

This person strolled over slowly in the midst of the Black Nightmare Storm, as though just walking along leisurely.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly, because distinguishing carefully, he discovered that this person had arrived precisely when the Black Nightmare Storms of the Great Western Desert were at their most ferocious.

Walking along so relaxedly and leisurely, this person’s unfathomable strength caused a feeling of apprehension in others.

Especially when observing carefully, Yan Zhaoge discovered that he couldn’t clearly see the person’s appearance.

The other party seemed to have been enveloped by a clear layer of light, such that only the body’s contours were visible. It was a young woman, but her exact appearance and garb was a complete mystery.

This woman now came before Yan Zhaoge, or should it be said, before the stone pillar.

She gently reached out and stroked the stone pillar’s exterior, sighing lightly as words seemed to resound within Yan Zhaoge’s very heart, “Vast oceans to boundless fields, objects everlasting yet people faceless…”

Yan Zhaoge’s pupils dilated abruptly, because listening to this person’s words, he actually didn’t feel like he was viewing a re-enactment of that time, but like this person was actually in the same era as him, right beside him as she spoke softly by his ear!

Hearing the person’s words, carefully considering the meaning within, Yan Zhaoge’s heart beat wildly.

Vast ocean to boundless fields, objects everlasting yet people faceless…

Stabilising his mind, Yan Zhaoge continued viewing the illusory scene.

That girl traced the patterns on the surface of the stone pillar, seemingly talking to herself, “Is the path that we will be walking the right one? When we die, will we be able to look our ancestors in the eye?”

She sighed lightly once more. She pressed down with her hand, not taking away the stone pillar, but pushing it such that it sank down even deeper, buried within the vast desert.

Gazing over carefully, Yan Zhaoge saw that the girl vaguely seemed to be wearing a crown on her head.

The scene very quickly vanished, but Yan Zhaoge’s mind shuddered slightly once more.

“If I’m not wrong, that seemed like…the Extreme Yin Crown?” Yan Zhaoge’s eyelids twitched as his expression turned rather strange.

While he had not personally seen it, Yan Zhaoge had viewed images of the Extreme Yin Crown quite a few times before.

The accessory on that girl’s head, whilst seeming blurry and unreal, was clearly extremely similar in size to the Extreme Yin Crown.

Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath as he awoke, breaking from the memories left behind in the stone pillar.

His expression was calm as innumerable thoughts flashed through his mind.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge recovered, his eyes squinting slightly as he raised his head and gazed over.

While the changes were slight, with Yan Zhaoge’s current vision, he could accurately tell that the pillar of the divine palace before him was now a little shorter than before.

This meant that some results had already been seen in his second refinement of the pillar.

However, if he wanted to completely do what he had set out to do, it was not like the initial refinement earlier in the Great Western Desert, which could be done in a single leap.

This second refinement would require quite a bit of time and grinding to complete.

Yan Zhaoge reached out, pressing his palm on the surface of the stone pillar, his mind moving slightly as the stone pillar instantly became taller once more, resuming its former appearance, with no signs of anything out of the ordinary having happened.

However, it was indeed already different from how it was before. Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge’s thoughts, the length and size of the stone pillar could already see some limited changes.

Accompanied by refining it further day by day, the extent to which the stone pillar could change in size would also increase unceasingly.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the pillar of the Divine Palace, not speaking for a long time.

In the days ahead, Yan Zhaoge remained stationed within Suzhou City. Other than for Elder Li’s funeral, he remained cultivating, as well as refining the pillar of the Divine Palace.

Before the new Acting Elder of Suzhou got here, Broad Creed Mountain’s martial practitioners in Suzhou would report to Yan Zhaoge on anything that happened.

However, everything here had long since been decided, and Yan Zhaoge was of no mind to mess around with the order of things. He just followed that which had been set in place earlier, peacefully going on with the status quo for this transition period.

Broad Creed Mountain losing an Acting Elder had already given its martial practitioners here bellies full of fire, and there was no one blind enough to provoke Broad Creed Mountain at this time.

After allocating the tasks that Yan Zhaoge had asked him to handle, Ah Hu returned to Yan Zhaoge’s side.

Viewing the inscribed patterns on the stone pillar, Ah Hu also gradually quietened his heart, his gaze flickering as he seemed to have had some gains.

One fine day, the meditating Ah Hu suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flickering within as that tangible spiritual light above his head shot straight up into the horizon, its momentum surging.

Sitting where he was, Yan Zhaoge watched this scene calmly.

The spiritual light above Ah Hu’s head gradually receded into the crown of his head, the gaze within his eyes also beginning to retract.

Finally, the spiritual light above Ah Hu’s head vanished, the sharp light within his eyes also gone without a trace.

Ah Hu got up and punched out with a fist, the resulting scene formed of his aura-qi and fist-intent virtually solidified into solid form.

The spiritual qi of his aura-qi could not be seen from the outside, inside being accumulated within the heaven and earth formed of his fist-intent, heavy and vibrant.

It was like a patch of fertile soil, able to nourish boundless life. As soon the seeds were planted, they could then be nurtured, next growing roots and birthing sprouts.

That forceful, heavy power on Ah Hu’s entire body was yet also extraordinarily intelligent, having risen greatly from how it had been before!

He seemed to have switched his bones and been reborn, entering a completely new heaven and earth.

The spiritual light above his head vanished, not having been intentionally kept hidden like before, but instead truly having vanished.

The spiritual light vanishing did not mean that he had weakened. On the contrary, Ah Hu had grown even stronger, because now, as every single one of his acupoints pulsed slightly, they seemed like they could communicate with the heavens and the earth, not just that one spiritual light above his head that was connected to the heavens any longer.

The sharp light within his eyes having been retracted, leaving it warm and smooth like jade, also shared this principle of the resuming of simplicity.

This was precisely the sign of a martial practitioner succeeding in their breakthrough from the Martial Scholar realm to the Martial Grandmaster realm!

Ah Hu leapt up from the ground, rushing before Yan Zhaoge upon which he broke out laughing, “Young Master, I’ve succeeded!”

Yan Zhaoge also laughed joyfully as he patted Ah Hu’s shoulder, “Heavenly Connection to Spirit Vessel, heavens and earth no longer the same-good!”

Like the Martial Scholar realm, the Martial Grandmaster realm also contained three major stages.

The ten levels of the Martial Grandmaster realm, counting from the bottom, consisted of the Spirit Vessel stage, the Essence Spirit stage and the Essence Talisman stage, each stage also individually divided into early, mid and late.

The final, peak stage of the Martial Grandmaster realm was the Transcending Mortality stage.

Like Ah Hu today, Heavenly Connection Martial Scholars, in breaking through that final bottleneck, stepping from Heavenly Connection into Spirit Vessel, would rise from a Martial Scholar to a Martial Grandmaster, achieving a cultivation base of the early Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster realm.

The spirituality of the aura-qi resuming simplicity, the heaven and earth of the fist-intent turning from illusory into real, spirit soil beginning to form.

When a spirit seed was condensed, increasing in strength as it grew within the spirit soil, one would have stepped into the mid Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster realm.

As Yan Zhaoge felt happy for Ah Hu, he had also long had an idea regarding his own upcoming cultivation progress, “From the late Xiantian stage to the Heavenly Connection stage is not hard, but if I want to quickly get from the Heavenly Connection stage to the Martial Grandmaster realm, some things will have to be prepared beforehand.”