The Strength of a Founder
Chapter 984: The Strength of a Founder
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
War was always synonymous with tragedy, and with countless experts from both the God and Demon Races participating in it, this large-scale battle affecting the entire universe became even more brutal!
In the first fifteen minutes when the war started, both sides had already lost tens of thousands of warriors, and the losses were incalculable! The law powers these experts unleashed were enough to twist the entire region of space that they were in!
Galaxies shattered! Nebulas splintered! Countless planets teeming with life got ejected from this region of space, ruined by the mighty forces exerted on them! The sea of stars was a mess!
The war began in the star region known as Fishscale River Valley.
Since ancient times, this had been a place that the two peak races fought over. After the many battles occurring here, the originally beautiful galaxy had shattered into numerous segments, becoming densely layered like fish scales that sparkled in vibrant colors. This was how it got the ‘Fishscale River Valley’ name, except that this was no valley formed by a river but rather by an entire galaxy!
*Roar*
During the fight, a group of mysterious warriors wandered around the battlefield, holding a strange tripod-like vessel in their hands. If Xia Fei could see this scene right now, he would very quickly identify the thing as a soul vessel!
Though this soul vessel was not as superior as the one Hosu had left behind, it could still pique people’s interest, for this rumored soul vessel was an amazing weapon that had come from beyond the Cosmic Gate. How could they, therefore, be in the clutches of these strangers?
With swift speed, thousands of busy individuals in black guarded the battlefield’s perimeter as a steady stream of transparent white gas was being sucked into the soul vessel. These individuals in black held the vessels as they wandered to every corner of the battlefield, not letting any of the white gas flow away.
Far away from the battlefield were two experts. One of them was holding an even larger container; apparently, it was also a soul vessel that specialized in gathering all the disparate souls scattered about.
These two experts wore masks on top of their war armor. Actually, every member in this team of warriors that the Founders had gotten to gather souls was wearing a mask, for all of them were Executors. They were people who dedicated their lives to the Founders, abiding by their shameless and dirty commands.
"How is it?" whispered one of the warriors. He was wearing a golden mask.
Another warrior with a silver mask shot a glance at the medium to large soul vessel in his hands and spoke in a low voice, "We’re still at the phase where both sides are probing each other’s strength, so all we’re getting are low-rank souls, with hardly any that qualifies. I believe that the longer the war goes on, the more quality souls we’ll be able to collect."
The golden-masked warrior nodded slightly, even as he complained, "Just what’s going on here? Didn’t the people from the two palaces decide that they’d fight each other to the death?! Why then are they still probing each other now? Just when will the two peak races engage in a real bloodbath?! Only when the blood is flowing freely can we collect enough souls. After all, the number we need to gather this time around is astronomical."
The silver-masked warrior nodded. "It’s too difficult. There are countless elites from both sides, and if they really go all out with each other, the battlefield will have to be expanded, and with the manpower we currently have, I’m afraid that we won’t be able to collect all the souls.
"Ultimately, souls, like fruit, have shelf lives, so unless there are some rare outliers that can directly turn into immortal souls and never die, the souls will have to be collected into a soul vessel. Otherwise, they’ll just dissipate into nothing."
"We need to do this no matter how difficult it is!" insisted the golden-masked warrior sternly. "Otherwise, all the hard work we’ve previously done will be for naught!"
Just as he said that, a meteor came streaking across the sky, heading directly for the main battlefield between the two races!
"Someone’s coming! A Founder!" the golden-masked warrior gazed into the starry sky and screeched. "It’s the accursed Xia Gucheng! Nothing good can come out from him butting in now!"
*Rumble*
An unparalleled violent attack of massive proportions! Xia Gucheng had unleashed an unprecedented spatial tear, which forcibly divided the warriors from both races who were engaged in a fierce battle!
Such great power was top-tier strength and should only belong to the Thirteen Founders! No way these warriors had seen such a formidable attack being unleashed before, so they were all feeling bewildered. Everyone turned to look at Xia Gucheng with skeptical expressions on their faces, as if he were a god that had descended from the heavens!
"Stop! All of you! This old
This was the might of a Founder!
An absolutely exceptional cultivation gave Xia Gucheng a destructive power!
"That’s Xia Gucheng! The grand ancestor of the Skywing Clan!"
"Is the Demon-sealing Fiendish Blade back? Didn’t the Skywings already depart from the Law Realm? Now that they’re here, I wonder which side they’ll be standing on?"
"That’s not right! Something is very wrong here! The past Xia Gucheng was never this powerful. At present, his aura is unfathomable and practically atypical! Could he have successfully gotten past the limit?!"
The warriors avidly discussed this change in Xia Gucheng as they stared incredulously at the man descending from the sky. All along, they were also wondering just what his intentions were.
"Xia Gucheng, I recognize you! You’re the patriarch of the Skywing Clan, a Peak Law God! Your clan has already departed from the Law Realm, so you shouldn’t be interfering with the war between the two races any longer!"
The one who had spoken was a patriarch of the Demon Race. The departure of the Skywings gave their side a great boost in morale. After all, in the many clashes between the two peak races, the performance of the Demon-sealing Fiendish Sword was displayed for all to see, and their actions became deeply etched in everyone’s mind!
With his arrival, the various patriarchs of the Demon Race were led to believe that the Skywings had not truly left and that it had all been a ruse of the God Race. As such, they could not help but feel panicky. If the Demon-sealing Fiendish Blade had made its return, it would very well create much trouble for the Demon Race; such a scenario was something none of them looked forward to.
Xia Gucheng chuckled as he swept an arrogant gaze across the battlefield and solemnly retorted, "Peak Law God? That’s all in the past! This old man has reached Founder tier now!"
Founder!
This word was like a thunderclap that immediately struck the warriors present numb!
A Founder! It was such an unrivaled moniker! Ever since the Thirteen Founders established the Law Realm, no one else had been able to get past Peak Law God. Xia Gucheng was the first! He was someone who had broken the rule!
Of course, there were extraordinary experts who had once aspired to reach the Founder tier in the past, but with the Thirteen Founders covering up this segment of the Law Realm’s history, it had long been forgotten.
In any case, the attainment of a Founder cultivation was a startling development, meaning that Xia Gucheng was now an existence whose power matched that of the Thirteen Founders!
A warrior of such caliber went well beyond what everyone imagined and could be considered a true god! Meanwhile, the Skywings that Xia Gucheng was part of could no longer be viewed as a super first-rate clan of the Law Realm. Following their patriarch’s promotion, it could now be seen as a godly clan!
Such a heaven-defying individual suddenly descending on the masses naturally caused the countless elites from both races to break out in a cold sweat, their eyeballs nearly falling out of their sockets with how wide they opened their eyes! No one could make sense of how the Founder celestial threshold, which no one had been able to cross, ended up being breached by Xia Gucheng!
Xia Gucheng gave a cold snort. He could feel the numerous eyes and mental scrutiny coming from everyone. Many were keen to see if he had truly done the impossible that he professed.
"Hmph!" Xia Gucheng huffed in extreme dissatisfaction before sternly issuing a warning. "Guess you all won’t cry till you see your own casket. Since you’re all so keen on finding out the strength of a Founder, let this old man fulfill your wish!"
*Rumble*
There was a suffocating atmosphere as Xia Gucheng earnestly exuded the powerful aura that none of those present had ever felt before.
His aura was like a tidal wave that swept across space, instantly submerging the millions of warriors present in it!
Everyone collapsed all over the place, throwing everything into disarray!
In the blink of an eye, with Xia Gucheng serving as the focal point, an area of a hundred thousand miles had been emptied out!
Planets and warriors alike were gone!
Just Xia Gucheng’s aura alone was enough to send so many elite warriors flying!
Bracing themselves, these warriors came to realize that they had already been pushed very far away just by Xia Gucheng’s release of his aura and even found themselves surrounded by enemies!
"You all should believe me now, right? This old man has indeed become a legendary Founder!" Xia Gucheng raised one arm high in the air, like a god holding the heavens above as he shouted.
"There’s no doubt about it; Xia Gucheng has definitely gotten past the limit!"
"Why?! Why was it Xia Gucheng? My grand ancestor has been a Peak Law God for even longer than Xia Gucheng, so why has he been overtaken?! This is far too unbelievable!"
"Xia Gucheng has already reached Founder tier? Then this means that the Demon-sealing Fiendish Blade has surpassed all clans! That’s it. The Skywing Clan is now unstoppable!"
Shock! Fear! Incredulity!
Each one had lost their senses and was still accepting the bombshell news that he had brought!
Letting out a mirthless laugh, Xia Gucheng said, "I came here today in order to request for everyone to give me face by temporarily halting the aggression and ending this war with each other."
Xia Gucheng had only addressed the various patriarchs and had not mentioned a thing about the Palace of Gods or the Palace of Demons. This was because he knew very well that the two palaces were under the control of the Founders. This war had been started for the Founders’ best interest and not out of both races’ personal desires.
"You’re a traitor who left the Law Realm; what gives you the right to stop us from fighting?!"
*Bang*
Before everyone could even make out the one who had questioned the Skywing patriarch, they saw Xia Gucheng wave his hand grandly and immediately blow up that person who had spoken up!
"What gives me the right?" Xia Gucheng glared as he unreasonably exhorted. "Based on the fact that I am now someone with Founder cultivation, the Demon-sealing Fiendish Blade’s strength, and how ruthless we, Skywings, can get!"
His words were somewhat coercive, but no one dared to raise any objection. Xia Gucheng had indeed spoken the truth, and hearing the words ‘Founder’ and ‘Demon-sealing Fiendish Blade’ was enough to chill everyone’s hearts.
After a pause, Xia Gucheng continued speaking. "Also, the last condition! If you’re willing to show me some face and cease fighting, I’ll be willing to share the technique of how I broke through the Founder celestial threshold with everyone here!"
"Whoa!"
A sudden burst of exclamation came from everyone!
Xia Gucheng had actually stated that he would share the secret of breaking through the Founder level?! This was something even more valuable than actual treasure and gold! After all, there was not one warrior out there who did not wish to improve themselves further. Those patriarchs of the various major clans had been stagnating at Peak Law God for several tens of thousands years! They were all ladened with despair at their lack of progress!
Meanwhile, Xia Gucheng was offering hope to these desparate people. Good thing these Law Gods did not faint after hearing his offer!
It must be said that Grand Ancestor Xia Gucheng was extremely crafty!
He had only made his breakthrough after dying then being reborn!
The courage necessary to get promoted following one’s death was not something anyone could do!
The more powerful someone got, the more likely they would treasure their own life; how could they gamble their lives, just like what Xia Gucheng had done?
This was why it would hardly matter if Xia Gucheng shared his technique. After all, they were not him, and there was not a second Fiendish Blade in the Law Realm!
…
Grand Ancestor Xia Gucheng had successfully stopped the great war between the two races just by himself, and while this was happening, Xia Fei had been speeding off toward the base of the Guardians.
Just that, Xia Fei did not expect that a fight would be occurring there as well!
Furthermore, it was an even more brutal collision than between the two peak races!
As the smoke from the beacon rose, the entire universe was engulfed in killing intent!