Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 516 - 61: Clashing Head-On with the Grandmaster

Seeing that black arm, Wuxiang’s heart suddenly startled.

Upon it, he sensed an aura not inferior to his own. The arm’s design suggested it had mostly been crafted into a tool by a craftsman.

"What is this person’s identity? Wuxiang Valley hasn’t been at odds with anyone recently, right?"

But though he pondered, Wuxiang’s motions didn’t stop for an instant. As the Sect Master of Wuxiang Valley, although he was aged, he was still a genuine Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Over more than ten thousand years, he had fought countless battles. Merely a single arm couldn’t intimidate him; such an attempt was the fool’s dream.

Yet before he could strike, he saw Richard’s figure flash, vanishing within the Scripture House.

"Fighting a big battle in the Scripture House? You don’t care about the damage, but I do, so come out and fight!"

Richard’s voice echoed in the ninth floor of the Scripture House, causing Wuxiang to pause, then he burst into an enraged laughter. Did this man in black think he could treat the Scripture House of Wuxiang Valley as his own property?

Immediately afterward, he too flashed out of the Scripture House.

What Wuxiang failed to notice, however, was that after his departure, a crow penetrated the curtain and entered the Scripture House.

Stepping out of the Scripture House, Wuxiang hadn’t yet made a move when he felt an intense wave of heat. He saw Richard, across from him, waving a Magic Wand, which summoned a blaze as brilliant as the Great Sun.

Feeling the temperature of the Flames, Wuxiang’s expression involuntarily shifted.

These flames were likely beyond what any ordinary fire school Grandmaster could summon with such ease.

As the Great Sun onslaught came, Wuxiang took a deep breath, and his gaze became suddenly sharp. The next instant, his body swelled in size, rapidly transforming into a giant.

This giant glowed with golden light and threw a fierce punch.

A thunderous boom resounded as if thunder had cracked in the clear sky.

The onrushing Fireball that mimicked the Great Sun was shattered by his punch, turning into a scattering of flame embers.

"Ulysses, this old thing isn’t as weak as you said," Richard muttered, looking at Wuxiang and cursing inwardly, "This Fireball was nearly at one hundred thousand Energy Levels, and yet this old man seems to handle it with ease."

The very next moment, Ulysses’ voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Don’t be scared; just go for it. This old man might look formidable, but his foundation is sustained by lifespan. Strike a few more blows, and he will dare to shatter his soul right on the spot."

World Masters had very long lifespans. Normally, it was nothing unusual for a Master of a civilized world to live for ten or so epochs.

However, in the Wilderness Land, Martial Arts Grandmasters often met their end after merely one or two epochs.

This was not because there was a flaw in Martial Arts; instead, it was the result of a kind of internal struggle.

To protect their Sectors, Grandmasters in the Wilderness Land frequently used martial skills that burned away their lifespan.

After all, you can live after burning your lifespan, but if you’re killed by someone, any amount of lifespan is in vain.

This, in turn, created a vicious cycle where if you burned a hundred years, I would burn two hundred years, and as this cycle continued, the lifespans of all the Grandmasters on the Wilderness Land plummeted drastically.

In Ancient Times, the Martial Arts Grandmasters of the Wilderness Land could live up to a hundred thousand years, but in recent times, a Grandmaster who could live for twenty thousand years was considered a Grandmaster among Grandmasters.

The Faceless Holy Scripture of Wuxiang Valley was born out of this very phenomenon of internal struggle.

Looking at the man dressed in black before him, the emptiness of his soul almost brought him to the verge of retching. Once the Faceless Holy Scripture was fully activated, it would begin to overdraw the soul, which implicated life years.

At this point, his lifespan was nearly at its end.

"I need to make this battle quick!"

With a determined thought in his heart, Wuxiang’s True Qi surged within him, his vitality churning like billowing smoke; his body’s emanation of vital energy made him appear thousands of years younger in an instant.

This was a secret technique to overdraft the flesh, different from the soul; although overdrafting the flesh would cause fundamental damage, it could be remedied with various treasures.

"Ha!"

With a loud shout, a younger version of Wuxiang instantly appeared before Richard. The next moment, a colossal Ape Demon phantom emerged above Wuxiang, and a fist with one hundred and fifty thousand Energy Levels tore through space, instantly reaching in front of Richard.

Boom!

A loud explosion was heard, and the fist passed through layers of Composite Energy Barriers, instantly blasting Richard’s body, from the neck down, into a cloud of blood mist.

"You old man, quite strong, aren’t you?"

Within the blood mist, a voice reached Wuxiang’s ears.

Wuxiang instantly felt a sense of foreboding and saw that the exploded blood mist suddenly lit up, the particles connecting with each other, forming an extremely complex geometrical structure in the air.

The next moment, the structure erupted.

With a resounding boom, a third sun seemed to rise in the sky of Wuxiang Valley.

An immense shockwave burst forth from the sky, sweeping away the palace complex of Wuxiang Valley like autumn winds strip falling leaves. Despite the disciples of Wuxiang Valley forming battle arrays under their elders’ leadership, they were still struck hard enough by the shockwave to vomit blood.

Before long, the light dissipated.

The once serene and elegant Wuxiang Valley had now turned into a complete mess.

In the sky, Wuxiang stood firm in a horse stance with arms crossed before his chest, protected within a faint mountain shadow.

Far away, covered by a Composite Magic Barrier, Richard’s head was rapidly regrowing a new body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After more than nine hundred days of refinement, Richard’s Radiation Rule had merged with the Life Rule. And that explosion was an application of this unified rule.

By manipulating the Life Energy within his Flesh, Richard’s body had exploded, but the remnants were still under his control.

On this foundation, Richard used the Radiation Rule to make the Flesh burst into High-energy Radiation. Then, utilizing the knowledge he had gained from the Defensive Secondary Gun of the Star Realm Fortress, a simple adjustment was made, and a Spell Model was born.

However, all of this sounded easy, but the consumption of spiritual power nearly drained Richard’s soul dry.

Looking at the Wuxiang enveloped by the mountainous phantom in front of him, Richard already had the intention of retreating in his heart.

He didn’t need to fight this old thing to the death.

Suddenly, a black crow flew out from the Void.

"The item is in hand, do you want to leave, or kill this old thing?"

"Nonsense, of course I’m leaving."

"Then follow me."

Ulysses’s body was surrounded by a layer of Holy Light, and he turned and transformed into a stream of light flying out of Wuxiang Valley. Richard followed closely behind; Wuxiang felt a slight sense of relief upon seeing this.

He made a gesture as if to pursue, but the distance between him and Richard grew further and further apart.

Finally, when one man and one bird left Wuxiang Valley, he stopped walking. At this moment, numerous Elders of Wuxiang Valley finally flew to Wuxiang’s side.

As the youngest disciple, Liu Wuming asked with concern, "Master, you..."

"Come to the quiet room."

Before Liu Wuming could finish, Wuxiang’s figure disappeared into thin air.

As one flower blooms with two blossoms, each on a separate branch.

Having seen that Wuxiang did not pursue them, Richard and Ulysses, one man one bird, boldly returned to Wuxiang Valley after leaving it.

Inside the Scripture House, Richard and Ulysses inexplicably appeared. The Scripture House, being the only building in Wuxiang Valley that contained a Qi Men Array, withstood the aftermath of the battle between Richard and Wuxiang without being destroyed due to its robust quality.

The illusion left behind by Ulysses remained standing in place as if nothing had happened.

After dissipating the illusion, Richard acted scared and walked out of the Scripture House. He just happened to run into the Tower Master returning from outside the building.

"Tower Master, what exactly happened outside?"

The Tower Master pressed down his worry for Wuxiang and adopted a nonchalant demeanor.

"Nothing much, just someone sneaked into the valley and was discovered by my master. It’s all settled now."

The Tower Master didn’t suspect Richard, although during this time period, Richard was the only outsider to have entered Wuxiang Valley. But the brief engagement between Richard and Wuxiang had convinced the disciples of Wuxiang Valley that the attacker must certainly be a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The protective measures of Wuxiang Valley could handle a Martial Arts Master, but they were not an insurmountable wall for a Grandmaster.

Richard feigned relief and replied, "That’s good, that’s good. Since there’s nothing wrong, then I’ll be going back."

The Tower Master agreed pleasantly and then rushed hurriedly to the quiet room.

In the entire Wuxiang Valley, no one understood the condition of his master better than he did.

...

Outside the quiet room, the various Elders of Wuxiang Valley stood anxiously, waiting for the several Sect Leader disciples to come out of the quiet room.

Before long, Liu Wuming was the first to walk out of the quiet room.

"Master is not in serious trouble, but he has lost some lifespan."

Liu Wuming preempted the numerous Elders and answered the question they most wanted to know.

Hearing that the Sect Master was alright and had only lost some lifespan, the faces of the many Elders showed relief. The loss of lifespan wasn’t a big deal for a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Which Sect Leader wouldn’t lose a hundred or two hundred years of lifespan after a fight?

Having said that, Liu Wuming then bowed to the many Elders and said, "Please work hard during this period. In addition to rebuilding the Sect, please also prepare for the Disciple Acceptance Conference."

"All is for the contribution to our Sect, there’s no question of hard work."

"Indeed, as long as the Sect Master is fine, we’ll go start rebuilding the Sect now."

"Hey, wait for me, Brother Li, let’s go together. This time, my palace must not have any mishaps again."

...

After calming the hearts of the people, Liu Wuming entered the quiet room once more.

Inside the quiet room, Wuxiang sat with closed eyes, kneeling on the ground. In front of him, the portraits of past Sect Leaders of Wuxiang Valley were watching over him.

"Master, the Elders have gone back."

Wuxiang opened his eyes, "Good."

Behind Wuxiang knelt his other disciples, but at this moment, their faces were filled with profound sadness. freёwebnoѵel.com

"With such long faces, do you want the disciples inside the Sect to know that our Wuxiang Valley is going to fall?" Wuxiang turned around and chided loudly, "I am not dead yet! Wait till I am dead before you mourn."

As the current Sect Leader of Wuxiang Valley, he valued the continuity of the Sect’s legacy above anything else.

Hearing this, the disciples hid their sad expressions, but a desolate atmosphere still enveloped the quiet room.

Wuxiang Valley was called a Sect because of the existence of Wuxiang, the Martial Arts Grandmaster. Without this Grandmaster, Wuxiang Valley would be divided up within a year.

But now, as Wuxiang was nearing the end of his lifespan, the valley had yet to find a new leader to take over as Sect Leader.

This almost declared Wuxiang Valley’s death sentence.

"During these days, do not stay inside the Sect," Wuxiang spoke again, "I can hold on for a few more decades, during these years you must go to the cities below and find someone capable enough to take over the position of Sect Leader, a Martial Arts Master.

"Remember clearly, without the Sect, everything is gone."