High-Level Martial Era - Chapter 1001

Chapter 1001: Chapter 499: Trap! My Name is Gao Long_2
 

The soul aura emitted was similar.

But under Li Yuan’s Divine Palace exploration, he could distinguish them clearly: two at Level 51.

One at Level 57.

“Two at the Initial Rank of Pseudo-God.” Li Yuan felt somewhat surprised. “There’s even a Pseudo-God Limit powerhouse? Seven Star Meridian Pseudo-God? The aura disguised seems like Middle Rank of Pseudo-God.”

To cultivate to Level 57, aside from awakening the Seven Star Veins, one’s Law comprehension must also reach the eighth stage at its peak.

Within the realm of Pseudo-God, it is rather rare to awaken the Seven Star Meridian; generally, only one in several thousand Pseudo-Gods can achieve this.

Li Yuan couldn’t help but take another look at the Level 57 Pseudo-God.

The opponent was a black-robed youth, his expression exceptionally aloof, merely glancing at Li Yuan who had entered the temple, then closing his eyes again.

Li Yuan was not surprised; he was disguising his realm with the “Dream Realm Stone” as the Initial Rank of Pseudo-God, naturally unable to capture the other’s attention.

Whoosh!

Li Yuan sat cross-legged and quietly entered cultivation; his soul consciousness divided into several strands, with one part deducing the True Intent of Space, another part studying the Laws of Wind and Space, and yet another analyzing the ninth stance of “Boundary Cloud Spear.”

Simultaneous progression.

“With my accumulated Law comprehension, the integration of three major Laws theoretically holds potential for comprehending the ninth stance of ‘Boundary Cloud Spear.'” Li Yuan thought internally.

Law comprehension is merely the foundation.

But ultimately, the extent of combat strength unleashed depends on combat techniques, which bridge the gap between theory and practice.

“Life is finite and cannot afford a moment of waste.” Li Yuan immersed himself in cultivation.

…

After watching Li Yuan enter the temple.

Swoosh!

The black-armored, long-tailed Pseudo-God darted through the void.

Soon, it reached a temple tens of thousands of miles away, an even grander and more magnificent edifice where over ten figures sat cross-legged inside.

“Qing Yun, how did it go?” A man in golden robes, emanating a terrifying aura, spoke in a hoarse tone: “No unexpected incidents, right? Who arrived?”

“A newcomer from some inconsequential planet, just a Pseudo-God at Initial Rank.” The black-armored, long-tailed Pseudo-God replied. “No threat, so I directly let him into the temple.”

“Pseudo-God Initial Rank?”

“Perfect, we can deal with them together.” The golden-robed man nodded slightly. “Get ready, once the temple operates into the formation zone in two days, we will strike at once.”

“Star Master,” a black-armored youth beside him couldn’t help but speak. “This time there are four Pseudo-Gods, and one of them seems to be a Pseudo-God Middle Rank powerhouse. Isn’t this a bit risky? Should we wait for the next batch?”

The other Pseudo-Gods in the temple turned their gaze toward the golden-robed man, awaiting his decision.

“Wait?”

“It’s just a Middle Rank of Pseudo-God, no real threat.” The golden-robed man said coldly. “We’ve done this before. What, Fang Qu, are you afraid?”

“We’ve already probed the identities of these four; they’re unremarkable with no background. One face-to-face encounter, and we’ll finish it in an instant.”

The black-armored youth gritted his teeth.

For the past hundred years, they had stationed themselves here, occasionally targeting passing Pseudo-Gods for treasure.

To date, several Pseudo-Gods had perished at their hands.

“I just feel that we’re striking more frequently now.” The black-armored youth could not help but say, “Initially, we acted once every ten years; now, we’re moving every few months…”

“In a few years, we’ll move to another station.” The golden-robed man said with a frown. “What, are you scared now? Where was this fear before?”

“Or maybe you want to report our deeds to the True Gods?” The golden-robed man sneered.

The black-armored youth dared not make a sound.

He had participated in previous actions; even if he wanted to report, the ultimate consequence would likely be execution… Moreover, former team members who attempted to report mysteriously disappeared.

Some had even fallen to their deaths.

“Enough.”

“Let’s all put in a few more years of effort, save up enough Divine Crystals, and exchange for some treasured relics, and we’ll return home with glory.” The golden-robed man said deeply. “Though it’s dangerous, it’s far safer than venturing into perilous zones.”

The numerous Pseudo-Gods nodded.

They were mostly from insignificant Third Class planets… On the path of cultivation, one requires all kinds of fortuitous treasures.

Relying solely on one’s strength is exceedingly difficult.

Venturing into perilous zones carries an extremely high probability of death… Yet operating as they did under the guise of “Garrison troops,” stealthily robbing others proved significantly more effective and profitable.

…

The various floating temples outside Wanlong Star continuously orbited the planet.

Two days passed.

Li Yuan and the other three Pseudo-Gods remained quietly cultivating within the temple, and there were no additional arrivals.

“Hmm? We’ve entered a formation zone?” Li Yuan’s Divine Sense noted something unusual.

Though he had been cultivatin quietly, being within the garrison’s temple which was supposed to be safe, Li Yuan never trusted others for his own safety. He maintained vigilance outside using a portion of his Heart Power.

The temple was not sealed.

Thus, with the strength of Li Yuan’s True God-level Divine Sense, he silently permeated the temple, sensing a range of tens of thousands of kilometers.

Li Yuan could feel that the temple he was in, while in motion, seemed to have entered a formation zone.

“This doesn’t look right; why are so many temples converging?” Under Li Yuan’s Divine Sense, he detected more than ten temples appearing from various directions over ten thousand kilometers away, all racing toward him.

These temples were Pseudo-God Artifacts, tightly sealed.

Li Yuan, though possessing True God-level Divine Sense, couldn’t directly penetrate these temples to investigate their interiors.

But Li Yuan instinctively felt something was amiss.

“Could it be my bad luck encountering the ‘Black Garrison’?” Li Yuan’s heart grew alert.

Soldiers may pass through like a comb, but bandits like a razor!

In the Divine Realm, some powerhouses prosper through “plundering,” some target backward planets, and some True Gods even dare raid Second Class and First Rank planets.

Similarly, certain garrisons on key planets secretly attack passing cultivators.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Twelve temples eventually stopped, positioned about three thousand kilometers from the temple where Li Yuan and his companions were.

This distance precisely marked the extreme range of Divine Sense detection for Pseudo-Gods.

The next instant.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The twelve temples simultaneously erupted with dazzling black light, merging into the void, seemingly activating latent formations. The vast span of thousands of kilometers of starry skies instantly changed in color.

Space-time distorted, a vast black mist enshrouded thousands of miles of starry skies, completely severing external investigation.

Crunch! Crunch! The two entrances of the temple where Li Yuan and his companions resided suddenly radiated layers of light, enormous gates dropped heavily, attempting to seal the exits entirely.

Everything changed too quickly.

Boom! The Level 57 black-robed youth was even faster in reacting. Almost the instant the gates began descending, he opened his eyes, his figure darting toward the temple’s exterior.

His reaction was swift; Li Yuan’s reaction was swifter.

Boom! Li Yuan’s figure moved through the temple, and simultaneously, his arms suddenly extended and stretched to several hundred meters, instantly grabbing the two Pseudo-God Initial Rank cultivators who had not yet reacted—one in each hand.

He rushed out of the temple along with them.

“Boom~” The two temple gates shut completely, but Li Yuan, the black-robed youth, and their group of four had already escaped.

“What’s this?”

“A formation? What’s happening?” The two Pseudo-God Initial Rank cultivators, both dressed in white robes, remained somewhat stunned, staring at the overwhelming formation that surged forth.

“It’s the Black Garrison.” The black-robed youth said coldly.

“Black Garrison?” The two Pseudo-God Initial Rank cultivators were immediately startled.

“Two idiots, aren’t you going to thank this brother?” The black-robed youth scolded coldly. “If he hadn’t been kind-hearted and brought you out, you’d be trapped inside that temple and surely dead.”

“Thank you, brother.”

“Thank you, brother.” The two Pseudo-God cultivators quickly bowed to express their gratitude to Li Yuan.

“No need for thanks. Lending a hand while traveling, that’s all.” Li Yuan replied faintly.

If this were a dangerous zone where survival depended on one’s strength, Li Yuan might not have helped, as entering such places involves accepting the risk of death.

But this was a “Safe Planet,” and the two were merely passing through, utilizing the Transmission Array when caught in an unwarranted attack, which Li Yuan regarded poorly.

“Brother, you have quite the kind heart. Your reaction speed indicates exceptionally strong abilities. I enjoy associating with forthright and honorable heroes.” The black-robed youth directly turned to Li Yuan and transmitted, “My name is Gao Long. What’s yours?”

“Xu Yuan.” Li Yuan transmitted back. “Brother Gao Long, let’s chat later. For now, let’s focus on finding a way out of this predicament.”

Within the area encompassed by Li Yuan’s Divine Sense, the black mist surged, and twelve temples were rapidly approaching.

“Alright.”

“Bunch of scoundrels.” The black-robed youth’s gaze turned icy, his killing intent flaring. “The Divine Kingdom dispatched them to guard the Transmission Array, yet they dare to commit theft and murder in secret. According to the Divine Kingdom’s laws, this is a capital offense—they deserve to die!”

“You two, be careful and hide yourselves.” The black-robed youth admonished.

“Understood.” The two white-robed Pseudo-Gods also realized that Li Yuan and the black-robed youth possessed formidable strength.

“Brother Xu Yuan, shall we join forces to overcome the enemy?” The black-robed youth looked at Li Yuan.

“Alright.” Li Yuan nodded.