Chapter 671: Chapter 671: Spiritual Mechanism
For the matter of this kind of person becoming the dominator, Yang Chuan was deep in thought, garnering attention from the surrounding mountains.
Shortly after, Yang Chuan was already headed for the mountain peak.
Among all the mountain peaks, this one had a rare, lush greenery.
Greenery symbolized flourishing plant life, and on Blackstone Star, it also indicated the density of its Spiritual Mechanism.
However, the aggressive fluctuations emanating from the mountain clearly indicated an existing conqueror.
Yet Yang Chuan remained undeterred and flew straight to that mountain peak.
The reason was simple!
Because someone there was drinking!
Like a scene from before, where Yang Chuan had killed a thin man, weak as a Demon World being! This world, soft and fragile, belonged to Jiang Zhi!
In this kind of world, one can only rely on pure and unyielding strength!
True power conquers directly and takes what it wants!
Evidently, Yang Tian had adapted to the law of survival here. Slowly, he opened his mouth, his voice carrying clarity and dominance.
"The aura of this mountain feels different!"
Luoyue Mountain!
Furthermore, around Chi Lian University, where Blackstone City’s most prominent cultivators gathered, this location boasted the richest Spiritual Energy outside Chicheng!
Moreover, the red blood and moonlight fell from the mountain summit, earning the name Moon Mountain!
Luoyue Mountain consisted of 13 peaks. Each peak was occupied by powerful individuals from Blackstone City, unwilling to become mere slaves!
The peak that Yang Chuan gazed upon was naturally one of the 13, Xiujing Peak!
Though Xiujing Peak didn’t have the richest energy, it had crystal-clear lakes nestled within its valleys.
Its towering green trees offered the most picturesque scenery amongst the 13 peaks!
On the mountain, near the glaringly excavated cave entrance, two men radiating killing intent were drinking heavily and eating meat.
These two were the occupiers of Li Xiujing Peak, Heavenly Horse-level warriors Zhu Kanggong and Liu Hai.
Around them stood several subordinate horseback warriors.
Some keen observers noticed their cups. In a fleeting moment, the truth about the eerie design emerged—the cups were made from human skulls!
"Haha! Splendid!"
Zhu Kanggong, evidently at the Heavenly Horse Early Stage, took a grand gulp from the skull-cup and laughed heartily. "Those cowards from the other side of the mountain—what a nuisance! Teaching them a lesson today was truly satisfying!"
"And Zhu Heng said as much!"
Beside him, Liu Hai burst into laughter at those words. "That punk only got scolded by you, big brother, and his branding iron is already in your hands!"
He gestured at Zhu Kanggong’s skull-cup.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Kanggong laughed even more boisterously. "It’s all thanks to Brother Liu’s cunning maneuvers. That brat was truly helpless! But you know what, sipping from his skull really gives the drink an unusual taste—hahaha!"
"Authority! True authority!"
"Indeed, any fool daring to challenge Xiujing Peak deserves to have their head handed over! That’s how it should be."
"When my elders arrive, we’ll flatten that outrageous mountain and turn their heads into drinking cups!"
The subordinate horseback warriors laughed and cheered rowdily alongside Zhu Kanggong and Liu Hai.
But amidst their growing laughter, a faint sound suddenly echoed from beyond the east.
"The aura of this mountain feels different!"
"What was that?"
The moment Zhu Kanggong heard it, his face darkened, and he smashed the skull-cup into pieces.
The others stopped laughing abruptly.
At this moment, who dared approach the mountain?
"Hmph! Chaos upon chaos today!"
Fury flashed in Zhu Kanggong’s eyes as he tossed aside the remnants of the cup and aggressively strode forward.
"Follow me!"
With that command, the warriors stood up, abandoning their merriment and followed him forth.
Liu Hai furrowed his brows, mumbling under his breath. "Who in their right mind dares utter such words about Li Xiujing Peak’s mountain? What forces do they belong to? Do they seek death...or are they truly strong?"
Contemplating this, Liu Hai decided to follow.
Rustling sounds filled the air!
As Zhu Kanggong dispersed the drinks and advanced, the cave within Xiujing Peak churned like an enraged hornet’s nest, unleashing streams of battle-ready warriors. None would dare someone threaten Xiujing Peak’s dominion!
Zhu Kanggong gripped his Ghost Blade as he led the group of ferocious Demon warriors out.
Once outside, they froze in disbelief.
Because there wasn’t a large-scale enemy assault as they’d expected!
Standing before them was a lone man, his silky black hair cascading to his shoulders, his expression icy and composed. He raised his hand, motionless, seemingly admiring the clear waters of Xiujing Peak’s lake and the surrounding trees, as though he had come only to enjoy mountain vistas.
That man was, of course, Yang Chuan!
"The scenery here is exquisite." Yang Chuan spoke leisurely, his tone unperturbed. "Gather your belongings and leave."
Upon spotting Zhu Kanggong, Yang Tian didn’t retreat. Instead, he spoke indifferently.
"Do you enjoy the view?"
"Put your things in order, and leave?"
At these words, Zhu Kanggong and his subordinates, who had initially been startled by Yang Chuan’s presence, now erupted into mocking laughter one after another.
"Hahaha! You really startled me! Turns out you’re just a lunatic—where did you come from, fool?"
Zhu Kanggong sneered at Yang Chuan, laughing openly as if mocking a simpleton.
He had occupied this area for centuries!
From being a subordinate under others to becoming one of Xiujing Peak’s dominant fighters, the struggles he endured carved a brutal path unfit for the fainthearted.
Mountain takeover battles were always clashes between rival forces!
How could someone single-handedly challenge a mountain as Yang Chuan did?
"Just a madman, huh."
So Zhu Kanggong ignored Yang Chuan and spoke directly to his subordinates, "Kill this lunatic and bring his head back. Make a new skull-cup for me."
"Yes, my lord!"
A few horseback warriors near Zhu Kanggong grinned wickedly and approached Yang Chuan, laughter brightening their steps, preparing to strike.
"Fool! Die!"
One of the warriors moved ahead, visualizing Yang Chuan’s quick demise while meticulously holding back, careful not to damage his skull.
After all, Zhu Kanggong’s cup was broken earlier—Yang Chuan’s skull was perfect for replacement!
What the warrior hadn’t anticipated was Yang Chuan turning slightly, his brows furrowing as an ominous pressure emanated from him.
In an instant, the warrior felt his Magic Power surge uncontrollably through his body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three abrupt explosions resounded. As Yang Tian let out a bone-chilling snort, the pursuing horseback warriors instantly blew apart, reduced to dust that scattered in the air.
And yet Yang Chuan, unharmed amidst the chaos, emerged calmly from the dust and spoke with chilling finality. "Leave, or die."
Leave, or die...
Those three warriors, having succumbed to Yang Chuan’s ominous voice, perished violently on the spot.
The remaining warriors, retreating sheepishly into the cave, trembled. But their fear quickly festered into rage as they processed Yang Chuan’s power.
At that moment, another Heavenly Horse-level warrior, Liu Hai, appeared beside Zhu Kanggong.
As Heavenly Horse-level cultivators, Zhu Kanggong and Liu Hai stood atop their forces, not mere pushovers!
Their authority over their subordinates was evident; none would openly question them!
Yet Liu Hai was acutely aware that, despite their strength and dominance, killing Yang Chuan wouldn’t be an easy feat.
"Strong enemy!"
In a heartbeat, Liu Hai warned Zhu Kanggong and whispered, "Lord Zhu, this man isn’t ordinary—we need to proceed cautiously!"
"Caution?"
Zhu Kanggong, arrogant and hot-tempered, had used his tenure on Xiujing Peak to amass loyal followers and bolster his presence.
Now Yang Chuan had not only killed his men but had dared to demand their withdrawal or death, delivering these words as a blatant disrespect before his subordinates.
How could Zhu Kanggong tolerate this insult?
Fury consumed him!
Grinning spitefully, Zhu Kanggong sneered at Liu Hai, "Brother Liu, relax! This pretentious beast won’t last long. I’ll claim his head and accompany yours for the next drink!"
With that, Zhu Kanggong raised his Ghost Blade and charged at Yang Chuan.
"Fool!"
Witnessing Zhu Kanggong’s reckless charge, Liu Hai couldn’t help but grimace.
Yet, he didn’t stop him!