UGB Chapter 109: The Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s Nightmare
Chapter 109: The Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s Nightmare
Of course, the events unfolding on the Starry Abyss Sect’s flying artifact didn’t go unnoticed by the other nine major sects.
Despite their intense curiosity and considerable power, none of the experts from these sects, who were all at the Mysterious Platform realm, dared to invade Jiang Chen’s privacy with their divine senses. They kept their distance, avoiding any temptation to listen in on his conversations.
However, even from afar, they couldn’t ignore the clear changes in the expressions of Sect Master Feng Jun and the other high-ranking members. Their faces went from initial trepidation to admiration and longing, finally showing unmistakable joy. This shift made it clear to everyone: they were indeed in the presence of the real Jiang Chen, dispelling any concerns about him being an impostor.
As they reached this conclusion, their looks, previously locked on Jiang Chen, now sparkled with a mix of surprise, envy, jealousy, and a wide range of other emotions.
"Can you believe it? The powerhouse from the Heavenly Origin realm is actually Jiang Chen! This discovery is beyond anything we could have imagined!" one senior member whispered in disbelief.
"How enviable! He’s accomplished in twenty years what we couldn’t achieve in over a hundred and fifty," another expressed their jealousy.
"Those old timers from the Starry Abyss Sect really struck gold. With a real Heavenly Origin realm titan in their ranks, they’re now unbeatable."@@@@
"Sigh, there’s no arguing it, Jiang Chen’s ascent marks the start of significant changes for our three continents, and even the neighboring territories will feel the impacts."
Regardless of whether they were on the flying artifacts of the Heavenly Blade School, the Floating Spirit Sect, the Ice Heart School, the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, the Divine Wind School, or the Azure Jade Sect, the discussions among these elder generation Mysterious Platform realm cultivators echoed a similar sentiment.
Some were beginning to accept their new reality, recognizing that the world had shifted, regardless of their wishes. Confronted with such changes, they realized the necessity of preserving their lives and potentially progressing on their cultivation journey. Submission appeared to be the only practical choice for adapting and flourishing in this new age.
However, even as a wave of relief swept through these individuals upon understanding that the imposing figure before them was not some mysterious Heavenly Origin realm outsider but the real Jiang Chen from the Starry Abyss Sect, the mood on the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s flying artifact was distinctly opposite.
For the cultivators of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain, finding out that the Heavenly Origin realm powerhouse who had emerged from the Cave Heaven Secret Realm was indeed Jiang Chen turned into their most dreaded fear realized. This discovery plunged them into deep concern, nearly driving them to the brink of despair.
"How is this possible?" Gao Zhang, the sect master of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain, muttered to himself in disbelief, his voice quivering with shock.
"No, this can’t be happening!" one person cried out, finding it hard to come to terms with the reality.
"Even if we from the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain aren’t the most formidable in battle, how could all thirty of our disciples be wiped out without exception?" another asked, voice full of disbelief.
"This has to be a lie, a complete fabrication. I won’t accept it!"
Horror was clearly etched on their faces as the senior members of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain teetered on the brink of hysteria. It was as if they had been plunged into the depths of a freezing abyss, their bodies becoming so cold and numb that they were nearly paralyzed.
Faced with the devastating news of the complete annihilation of their thirty most promising disciples, their initial reaction was to deny it. However, deep within, they acknowledged the harsh reality. The formidable presence of Jiang Chen, a force at the Heavenly Origin realm, was unmistakable and undeniable.
What real chance could Deng Jianying and his fellow disciples have had against such overwhelming power?
Accepting this reality was agonizingly hard. Deng Jianying and the other twenty-nine disciples were more than just members of their sect; they represented the future hopes and dreams of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.
Their loss meant more than the tragic end of promising lives; it signified a catastrophic shift in the sect’s fate, indicating a path of decline that appeared both inevitable and irreversible.
"Tsk! What a bunch of filthy rats!" Jiang Chen commented, his voice dripping with disdain. "Today, I will exterminate you vermin to the last one!"
"But before that," he added, "I will expose your wicked actions to everyone here!"
Even though he didn’t raise his voice, it reached every spectator with crystal-clear clarity, making sure his words were heard by all.
Upon hearing this declaration, the faces of almost all the senior members of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain turned even paler, their bodies shaking with fear that intensified with each passing moment. All except for one—Sect Master Gao Zhang.
Since Jiang Chen’s unexpected appearance above their flying artifact, Gao Zhang had kept his head down, his expression hidden by his long hair, leaving everyone guessing about his thoughts.