Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 1063 - 530: The Secret of the Celestial Eye Forest (2)

Hmm?

A flicker of doubt crossed Chen Xuan's mind. Had they not heard the news from Yong'an Prefecture?

"I'm truly envious of you."

"By the way, before you head to the Celestial Eye Forest, make a stop at my place. I’ll throw a celebration for you and wish for your Yuanmiao’s successful evolution into a superior grade!"

"Hahaha..."

Qingsui let out a hearty laugh upon hearing this, exclaiming, "Certainly, I will absolutely come."

"With superior grades... reaching the higher levels is absolutely no issue!"

As he spoke, a spark of elation ignited in his eyes.

So long as the Yuanmiao in the Celestial Eye Forest achieves a superior grade, one could theoretically be revived through it even after death.

Superior grade...

After Qingsui departed, Chen Xuan meticulously delved into Lan Yanlin's memories; he had only grasped a superficial understanding before.

Three days later!

His eyes slowly fluttered open.

Indeed, the Tree-man Race are the favored children of the heavens, and the Celestial Eye Forest is a naturally formed Spirit Land.

Through the diligent research of the Tree-man Race's ancestral spirits, it was discovered that by planting their Yuanmiao, they could continuously absorb the energies of the Spirit Land for rejuvenation.

This is the fundamental reason behind the exceptional recovery abilities possessed by the Tree-man Race.

However, Yuanmiao are also categorized by grades.

The higher the grade, the greater the amount of energy it can absorb from the Spirit Land, consequently leading to a stronger recovery ability.

This includes the 'superior grade' previously mentioned.

Yet, achieving it is exceedingly difficult.

Within the entire Tree-man Race, there are not many who possess superior-grade Yuanmiao.

Most are of lower and middle grades, with even middle-grade being a rarity.

Above superior grade lies the earth grade, and then the legendary heaven grade.

Currently, the Tree-man Race boasts only one individual with an earth-grade Yuanmiao, that being the Young Clan Leader, Cyan Ink Jade, who is rumored to have the potential to reach the level of the Tree-man Race's ancient ancestors.

From the moment of his birth, he was taken in by the ancestral spirits of the Tree-man Race for personal tutelage.

As for Lan Yanlin, his Yuanmiao is of the lower grade.

And Qingsui, despite being a legitimate son of nobility, undoubtedly possesses talent; his Yuanmiao is of the middle grade.

This very fact allows him the opportunity to enter the Celestial Eye Forest this time.

Otherwise, in such a vast clan, why would the chance fall to him?

Because his Yuanmiao is of the middle grade, it grants him the prospect of aiming for a superior grade, although the hope remains exceedingly slim.

"Lan Yanlin, today is our turn."

Qingsui's voice echoed from outside.

"Coming!"

After replying, Chen Xuan swiftly rose and exited the treetrunk.

Along the path, Qingsui, brimming with excitement, informed Chen Xuan that the appointed time had been set: precisely ten days from now!

"Ten days!"

Chen Xuan began to calculate internally, noting that this timing aligned perfectly with their designated rest period.

Just right!

The plan was to usurp his position and infiltrate the Celestial Eye Forest!

...

At the entrance of the Blood Cry Realm.

The Blood Race legions continued their unyielding onslaught, inflicting heavy casualties upon Great Yu, with their consumption rates soaring dozens of times higher than before.

Within the confines of the Nine Heavens Star River Array.

The National Preceptor appeared weary, as did Duke Liu by his side.

As for Zhan Tian, he bore the brunt of the exhaustion.

The phantom manifestations of the Blood Race elders encountered over the preceding days had all been dealt with by him. Despite possessing strength at the early ninth layer, he was barely managing to hold his ground.

"Send reinforcements; they must be experts, at least above the late eighth layer of the Dao Realm. We cannot hold on any longer."

Zhan Tian’s voice was laden with profound fatigue.

Even though he could prioritize the use of various elixirs for recovery within this location, the sheer mental pressure arising from confronting the phantom forms of the Blood Race elders was beyond what either of them could truly comprehend.

"By the way, have Duke Qin and Duke Yuan arrived? Someone must come."

"Furthermore, I can no longer contend with the Blood Race elder; you must devise a plan in advance."

Zhan Tian articulated his words one by one.

However, the National Preceptor and Duke Liu remained in silence.

Reinforcements?

Great Yu had already dispatched every capable individual available; there was no one else left!

As for Duke Qin and Duke Yuan, perhaps one of them could offer some assistance.

But the most critical issue at hand was the Blood Race elder. Zhan Tian was not exaggerating; this fact was acknowledged by both of them.

Even their phantom projections were formidable; one could only imagine the terrifying nature of his true form.

The sole mitigating factor was that the elder's true form had likely not fully awakened yet, preventing its personal intervention.

Otherwise... it would indeed be perilous!

"If I were to fully unleash the power of the Nine Heavens Star River Array to support you, what would our chances be?"

The National Preceptor directed his gaze towards Zhan Tian.

"I don’t know."

Zhan Tian responded with irritation, "How am I supposed to know how monstrous his true form is without having faced him!"

He considered the question utterly pointless.

"Regardless, do not hold out too much hope."

After a moment of contemplation, he added.

His estimation placed the Blood Race elder’s strength at the mid-ninth layer, or at least very close to it. Though this was merely his conjecture, if the elder proved even stronger...

Upon hearing this, the National Preceptor and Duke Liu exchanged a look, despair evident in their eyes.

As paramount figures of Great Yu, these elite individuals felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness at this moment.

"Report to His Majesty!"

Duke Liu let out a sigh. This predicament was far beyond their ability to resolve; only Emperor Yu could address it.

Otherwise, the Blood Race would undoubtedly breach their defenses and descend upon Great Yu.

By then, it would be far too late!

"Do as you see fit. I'm going to get some fresh air," Zhan Tian declared, dismissing these trivialities.

He was solely focused on combat, setting aside all other concerns. Leaving the array's central point, his gaze drifted towards the entrance of the Blood Cry Realm, where he perceived a faint crimson light.

This crimson glow emanated an alluring, almost enchanting, quality.

"Is this truly alright?" Zhan Tian questioned himself. It wasn't that he doubted the Hall Master, but a persistent sense of unease settled upon him.

His heart felt heavy, making even breathing a challenge. This was merely the phantom form of the elder!

"Lord Hall Master, are your predictions truly accurate?"

... Blood Cry Realm.

A stone hall hovered over a vast blood pool.

Within this hall, a mesmerizing man with blood-red eyes occupied a stone throne, radiating an aura of pure malevolence.