Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Sacred Road

“Where are we?” Mu Yu asked after hearing Lu Xiong exclaim he knew where they were.

“This is Ocean Fiend King Yujiang’s smell. We have already arrived in his territory!”

“Are you positive?” Qiao Xue questioned, unable to pick up aforementioned smell.

“None of you here would’ve met him before because he was defeated thousands of years ago, but I recognise his smell and aura. Just as he has a different smell to us, his dynasty is also distinctly different from ours.”

Qiao Xue helped Lu Xiong move along the rocky wall as he searched for something on it. Curious, Mu Yu scrutinised the wall until he, too, noticed there were lines carved deliberately on it but would be missed if one didn’t check under the layers of moss. Mu Yu had an express method of seeing the full picture through connecting to the moss. Had he not used his unique ability, he would have had to continue descending to see the entire thing that stretched hundreds of metres.

“It resembles a totem,” Mu Yu uttered.

“You’ve figured it out already?” queried Lu Xiong.

“Yeah, thanks to the moss.”

“Draw it out for me. We can activate it to reach their dynasty,” directed Lu Xiong.

Mu Yu, using his formation skills, drew the heptagon totem in the air, taking a mere fifteen minutes.

“A coral reef throne, yes, that’s it! This is his totem!”

While the fiends were elated to hear that, the dragon vine berated, “I call that hideous graffiti. Rodent, I reckon you paint better.”

“Hahaha, of course. In fact, I’ve levelled up my skills by leaps and bounds since the last time Mu Yu and I scribbled in ‘Poison Scripture’ at Ku Mu Valley.”

In a dilemma with how to deal with the insult, Lu Xiong turned a blind ear to it and conveyed, “Mu Yu, take me to this place on the totem.”

Mu Yu wrapped Lu Xiong and himself up with a tree root and lowered them down to the right, using a formation as a torch with one hand and brushing aside moss with his other hand. What he was searching for was an upside-down triangle resembling a tooth, tentacles and an outline resembling a mouth.

“He Ziping, come on down,” hollered Lu Xiong.

“Right away, Elder Lu,” responded the chubby hippopotamus, proudly slicing his hand and offering the “mouth” his blood upon arrival.

“Why do you fiends like blood rituals? It grosses me out,” bemoaned Xiaoshuai, also speaking on behalf of Qiao Xue and Mu Yu.

The blood flowed to the other lines, lighting the totem red. Despite the volume of blood offered, He Ziping was unfazed. More interestingly, the blood didn’t remain as a liquid. The mouth expanded, then converted into a black hole and sucked the water belting down from the waterfall in, yet there was the sound of water flowing coming from down below.

“Where does the river flow to?” Mu Yu nudged Qiao Xue and inquired.

“I don’t know. There’s energy stopping anyone from manipulating its flow.”

“Follow me. Do not touch anything. Qiao Xue, don’t control the water because King Yujiang can also control water and is as strong as Water Spirit Lord,” informed Lu Xiong, following the trail of water with Mu Yu’s support.

The flowing river didn’t push them along. Instead, it was just a path for them to amble along. Mu Yu touched the water walls of the tunnel, discovering he could even dip his hand in and questioned, “This is…?”

“King Yujiang’s power has a large range. That’s why you can say the entire ocean is his turf. It’s said that he opened seven paths called Sacred Paths that are hidden on numerous islands. Only those from his imperial court know how to locate the paths based on smell. There’s only one path to Sacred Island from the ocean that’s always changing. The seven paths are the only alternative if you don’t travel by boat. That being said, there’s no way an outsider could tell which path leads where. Unlike us, they don’t need to offer blood to the totem, either, as the contraption is only aimed at keeping outsiders out. Normally, the only time you’d notice the totem is if you chanced upon the entrance to one of the paths; you can say we’re quite lucky,” enlightened Lu Xiong, showing his concern for the three who went missing on the island.

Several silhouettes sneaked up behind Mu Yu’s group, approaching the entrance they entered.

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