Chapter 583: Unknown Martial

If Yan Buji's guess is not wrong, it might be that old thing Jianfan he encountered before in the Boundless Sea; this guy woke up from a demon tribe war fortress and even took away some fragments of a man-slaying sword, and finally left with the Red Falcon Clan.

After inquiring about the situation, Yan Buji then set out to leave.

"In that case, I'll go first; you all take care of yourselves."

"Good!"

Yan Buji flew away, and Wang Long'an clasped his hands in farewell.

"Daoist Friend Wang, is this senior truly the former king of your Dragon People?" the Fox Tribe member asked.

"What? Do you think I would mistake the person?" Wang Long'an said discontentedly.

"Daoist Friend Hu doesn't mean that." the Water Sprite said at the side: "That... senior, although strong, doesn't seem to be fully transformed into a Dragon Person, right?"

"The former king was originally not a Dragon Person but was transformed via the Dragon People's secret method." Wang Long'an said; this is no secret, those familiar with the Dragon People's origins know they were not born of heaven and earth but were transformed by a secret method created by a great power.

"But the former king not only solved the Dragon People's infertility problem, he also lifted the forbidden curse rooted in our bloodline and led us out of the Boundless Sea Trench. Just this achievement alone is worthy of our Dragon People remembering and singing of!" Wang Long'an's eyes were full of respect.

That is indeed formidable!

The two Otherworldly Race members' eyes flashed with admiration; no matter what, a leader who can guide a race toward development is worthy of respect.

Meanwhile.

Yan Buji thought: "The Dragon People have expanded their territory; now over a million Dragon People live in the Frigid Winter Ocean, becoming one of the two major powers among the Otherworldly Race, but they still lack top-tier combat strength—expanding like this might not work."

It's also not impossible.

If the Heavenly Demon King shows himself, even powerful demon tribes would have to give him some face.

Although Yan Buji doesn't fully understand the Heavenly Demon King's true purpose, this time returning he isn't seeking old friends to catch up with, so he doesn't need to worry about these things.

As for how the Dragon People develop, with the Heavenly Demon King secretly pulling the strings, he doesn't need to worry; meanwhile, the Fox Tribe has heard that an Elder at Nascent Soul has been promoted to Spirit Transformation, instantly becoming a major power.

As for someone causing trouble at the Shallow Dusk Snow Mountain and the Demon Tribe's royal court, that has even less to do with him.

What's there to fear if it's not him ordering it?

Thinking thus, Yan Buji flew all the way and finally reached the Dragon People's territorial waters after two months.

Looking ahead, a super-large city built upon the icy sea, with two major cities above and below the sea surface, and nearby many scattered islands were filled with Dragon People.

Seeing this scene, Yan Buji felt somewhat moved.

After a slight perception for a moment, Yan Buji set out and quietly arrived at the original Dragon People's island.

Seeing the bustling streets and busy Dragon People, Yan Buji chuckled without drawing anyone's attention and came before the Yellow Sand Lingyu.

Sneaking inside, Yan Buji soon arrived at She Shen Temple.

The abbot of She Shen Temple sensed Yan Buji's arrival, turned to greet him: "Benefactor, you have returned."

"I have come to fulfill my promise; this is the information I gathered in the West Sand River Basin—take a look."

Yan Buji tossed out a jade slip, which recorded the information he had gathered in the West Sand River Basin.

Upon seeing it, the abbot sighed immediately: "Indeed, it is as such."

"After all, what are you thinking? As Buddhist disciples, must you insist on cultivating the Martial Dao against the Buddhist path?" Yan Buji chuckled.

"Back then, She Shen Temple unearthed an extremely terrifying Martial Cultivation method; in order to understand its mysteries, they began practicing."

Yan Buji frowned; to hear the abbot say such words, that method truly made him want to witness it.

"What's so terrifying about that Martial Cultivation method? Can it overturn heaven and earth, or make one invincible under heaven after mastery?"

The abbot shook his head, then suddenly sensed the aura emanating from Yan Buji.

"You are also a Martial Cultivator, right?"

"Not bad."

The abbot smiled, producing a bottle of pills and an extremely ancient stone tablet: "She Shen Pill, this is the reward I promised you; then, this tablet records the Martial Cultivation method that would destroy She Shen Temple in an instant—are you willing to take it on?"

Yan Buji hesitated: "You're just giving it to me like that?"

"We cannot handle this unknown object; benefactor, you are a person of great bearing and great opportunity—perhaps this thing could let you gain some insight." The abbot laughed.

Yan Buji furrowed his brow, nodded: "Then let me have a look."

As they spoke, the pill bottle and stone tablet flew before Yan Buji; he took them, stored the pill bottle, and carefully examined the stone tablet in his hand.

The stone tablet seemed to record a series of small pictures, like some martial arts lineage, which struck Yan Buji as strange.

"Are these not mortal martial arts depicted here?"

"Benefactor, have you already comprehended it?" the abbot exclaimed in surprise: "But this stone tablet was excavated from a relic dating back to time immemorial. This tablet is even older than the Human Sovereign Era."

Older than the Human Sovereign Era?

That would be the Manghuang Era, when humanity was still struggling, right?

According to a simple division of human history, it's roughly the Manghuang Era, the Human Sovereign Era, the Ancient Martial Arts Era, and now the Magical Cultivation Era.

In practice, cultivation for humanity seems to have existed since the day of birth; it's just that each era follows a different path.

Yan Buji recalled the Manghuang sacrificial text scroll he had found in the Youming Realm; instinctively he asked: "The people of the Manghuang Era seemingly worshipped the Manghuang Era's deities—was this stone tablet left by those gods?"

"It seems you know quite a bit, benefactor, but this stone tablet was not left by those deities."

"How can you be so certain?"

"Because the poor monk once heard the Buddha say that the Manghuang deities' power comes from the outside world, they cannot leave even a word in this world. Moreover, they cannot absorb this world's power, only using their original strength." The abbot said.

Yan Buji furrowed his brow.

That is not right.

Back when I was still a priest of the Lord of the Starry Sky, how could he leave a mark on me?

Yet the abbot's words are also very firm; perhaps he truly heard the Buddha say this, but what does what happened to me count as?

Could it be that what I encountered was not the Lord of the Starry Sky?

"If so, I'll take this stone tablet; senior, you have nothing else to attend to, right?"

"Worldly trivialities are all illusory. The poor monk only regrets that the She Shen Temple's lineage was destroyed by me, and now I can find no successor."

While speaking, the abbot of She Shen Temple gradually vanished, and the entire Lingyu began to tremble!

In an instant!

Yan Buji snapped back to his senses and was already outside, while the yellow‑sand Lingyu ahead seemed to have already collapsed, disappearing into the heavens and earth.

"Has it vanished?"

"You have returned, my king."

A familiar voice came, and Yan Buji turned his head to look.

It was a dragon priest, smiling as if he had long known that Yan Buji would return.