Chapter 2107: Altar Transmission

After obtaining thirty Yuanli Pills with the token Master Kong had given him, Zhang Xuan specifically went to the sea outside the Stargazing Palace and stayed there alone for a while.

He still didn't see anyone from the Temple coming to kill him.

He felt a little disappointed.

In the past, they would not only send pills but also send people to their deaths. Now, they seemed reluctant to provide either the pills or the heads.

This "Master Kong" wasn't as honorable as he used to be, especially since Zhang Xuan had discovered his true identity.

"If I had known," he thought, "I wouldn't have tried to be a hero and gone to the Temple..."

After waiting for more than another hour and confirming that no one was coming, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to return to the Stargazing Palace.

"Master Kong had mentioned earlier that he had been suppressed for thousands of years and hadn't fully recovered. Additionally, he had expended power to unseal the Temple. Thus, his true strength wasn't as weak as it seemed; otherwise, he wouldn't have been defeated by the combined efforts of my clone and numerous immortal beasts. But... who was it that suppressed him?"

This Master Kong had indeed said he was suppressed for thousands of years...

The destruction of the Temple alone indicated its immense power. If even the most transcendental forces couldn't deal with it, who possessed the ability to suppress him directly for thousands of years, only for him to awaken now?

He pondered for a while but still couldn't understand, so he decided not to think about it anymore.

He consumed the thirty newly acquired Supreme Yuanli Pills. His cultivation was now just a sliver away from the peak of the False God realm and could break through at any time.

Feeling the surging power within his body, Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.

He summoned his clone again.

This time, the two fought fiercely, their strengths evenly matched, with his own power no longer inferior to his clone's.

Moreover, this was without him even using his sword techniques.

"Finally, I'm stronger than my clone..." he murmured.

Zhang Xuan sighed in relief, filled with emotion.

Ever since he acquired the clone, he had always been suppressed by it at the same cultivation level. Only after comprehending his own unique cultivation method did he finally surpass it.

"It's time to go to the Temple..."

Stepping out of the room, Zhang Xuan exuded strong confidence.

It was also time to go to the Temple, rescue Du Qingyuan, and settle all grievances.

As for whether that person was truly Master Kong, he finally had the strength to confront him and find a way to expose him.

He found Zhao Yue, Jiang Yao, and others, and asked Wu Chen to bring out the Spirit Race altar.

"Sect Master," Han Jianqiu said, his voice filled with worry, "I'm afraid... if you know about this, the other party must also understand. It's highly probable that they've already set an inescapable trap in the Temple..."

The other party could even master the special language used for sacrifices, meaning their understanding of sacrificial rites far surpassed anyone present. If you can understand that people can be teleported through altar sacrifices, how could the other party not know? Perhaps, they have already set up a trap, waiting for you to walk into it!

"If I don't do this," Zhang Xuan replied, shaking his head, "there's no way to rescue Du Qingyuan, and I can't keep wasting time here..."

He knew this, but he couldn't just keep waiting indefinitely. Most critically, he had fought that Master Kong. Even without fully recovering, Master Kong had fought his clone to a standstill. Once he fully recovered, who would be able to defeat him? If that time came, his own death would be a minor matter, but everyone connected to him would certainly not survive. Regardless of the reason, he could not and would not back down now.

"Teacher, we want to go with you..." Zhao Ya and the others said, stepping forward.

"Your current strength is still too weak," Zhang Xuan said, waving his hand dismissively. "These jade vials contain a special power that can help you break through to the False God realm. Cultivate quickly; if you gain the strength of a False God, you'll be able to help me!" With a flick of his finger, he sent the special energy he had prepared for his disciples toward them.

Zhao Ya and the others had been in the Firmament for too short a time. Although they now had sufficient resources and cultivation methods, they were still a long way from reaching the False God realm. If they went to the Temple, not only would they be unable to help him, but they could also very likely be captured, making him hesitant to act. Rather than that, it would be better to let them continue cultivating here and strive for an early breakthrough.

Knowing their teacher's concerns, Zhao Ya and the others said no more, each clenching their fists. Their teacher was going to take a risk, yet they, as his disciples, were too weak to help; it was simply a great humiliation.

"Han Jianqiu," Zhang Xuan suddenly remembered something and turned to him, "I have gained new insights into the God Sword Intent. I will teach them to you now..."

"Thank you, Sect Master..." Han Jianqiu's eyes lit up. He had been diligently studying the cultivation method for the God Sword Intent that the Sect Master had previously given him and was just a sliver away from breakthrough. If he gained new insights, he might be able to fully comprehend it and break through immediately! Once he comprehended the God Sword Intent, with his False God realm strength, even if he couldn't restore his ancestors' glory, he certainly wouldn't be as passive when facing the Divine General Hall and the Temple again.

"However," Zhang Xuan hesitated, "this sword technique is my unique understanding; it already deviates somewhat from the God Sword Intent within the sect. If you wish to learn it, you must first acknowledge me as your teacher and become my student. Elder Han, are you willing?"

He wasn't trying to insult Han Jianqiu, but rather to see if he could condense a Tome of Heaven's Path. He was about to go to the Temple, and although his cultivation had improved significantly, he still had no confidence at all when facing Master Kong! But if he had one or two Tomes of Heaven's Path, he certainly wouldn't be as passive. As long as he took a disciple and earned their genuine gratitude, a Tome could be generated; it didn't necessarily have to be a direct disciple.

"Alright!" Han Jianqiu said, surprised for a moment before nodding. Many powerful individuals had a rule of not passing on knowledge to outsiders. The God Sword Intent was infinitely profound, so it was normal for the Sect Master not to want to pass it on casually. Just being a teaching student was nothing to him.

Seeing his agreement, Zhang Xuan pointed a finger. His understanding of the Sword Dao immediately entered Han Jianqiu's mind.

Holding a long sword, Han Jianqiu continuously wielded it. After an unknown amount of time, a sound like breaking glass resonated within him. Immediately, all the power in his body erupted, as if he himself had transformed into a drawn longsword, sharp and indifferent.

"I've comprehended it..." Han Jianqiu's eyes turned red. To comprehend this sword intent, he had spent no less than a hundred years of diligent study and arduous cultivation, but unfortunately, he had not succeeded. He never expected to achieve it this way.

"Thank you, Teacher, for your guidance..." Han Jianqiu said, bowing to the ground with a respectful expression.

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. His mind entered the Library, and after waiting for a moment, he did not find a Tome of Heaven's Path. He couldn't help but frown. Under normal circumstances, as long as he took a disciple and gained their genuine gratitude, a Tome of Heaven's Path could be generated. Why had it failed this time? Could it be that Han Jianqiu wasn't truly grateful?

"Get up!" he said. Knowing he couldn't ask, he helped Han Jianqiu up and looked at Jiang Yao, Qin Yuan, Kui Xiao, and the others beside him.

Using the same method, he imparted his understanding of cultivation, beast taming, martial arts, and other subjects. The three also received immense benefits, their cultivation barriers were broken, and they also addressed him as "Teacher," but... only Jiang Yao formed a Tome of Heaven's Path.

"It seems that what is called gratitude is not just a deep inner feeling," Zhang Xuan mused, "but also relates to the degree of yearning..."

Although Han Jianqiu, Kui Xiao, Qin Yuan, and others were also grateful, as they were already sect masters and False God realm experts, their gratitude wouldn't be overly emotional. It was like inviting a chef to a meal; they might not be particularly grateful. But give a child a lollipop, and they'll think you're the best person in the world. The more one experiences, the less one desires. Jiang Yao herself was not a sect master, and she had experienced the Sunken City with Zhang Xuan, almost dying. To be granted a cultivation method again was the final push, making her gratitude immense!

As for obtaining Tomes of Heaven's Path on the Master Teacher Continent, it was relatively easy. This was probably because the culture of teacher-student inheritance had been nurtured for tens of thousands of years, leading everyone to genuinely respect teachers from the bottom of their hearts. As long as they acknowledged a teacher, they would genuinely submit. However, in the Firmament, although teachers were also respected, it still lagged far behind the Master Teacher Continent with its Master Teacher Pavilion.

"Gratitude is also a form of emotion..." Zhang Xuan mused. He had long known how Tomes of Heaven's Path were formed, but had never paid much attention. If he had known this earlier, perhaps he could have created powerful cultivation methods like "Heaven's Sentience" much earlier, and wouldn't have been stuck in the Immortal King realm for over half a month.

"Let's begin!"

All preparations complete, no more words were exchanged.

As the sacrificial items burned, the altar nearby floated up, emitting an aura that made people hold their breath. Wu Chen chanted in a special language, and the flames grew hotter. The space before them continuously twisted, as if a portal, just wide enough for one person, had appeared out of thin air.

"Teacher, why don't I go first and check?" Han Jianqiu said, rushing forward. "If there's danger, we can then make further plans!"

"Let me go," Elder Kui Xiao offered, "although my strength is not as great as yours, I have many ways to protect myself..."

Seeing the two filled with eagerness, Zhang Xuan smiled. "Neither of you needs to. I'll go first. Regardless of the danger, you can follow. Even if it's the Temple on the other side, we must brave it!"

"Alright!"

Everyone's blood was boiling. Breaking into the Temple: thousands of years ago, their ancestors had succeeded. Perhaps this time, there was hope again. However, regardless of success, since the Temple had revealed its sharp claws, the Six Great Sects were not weak and easily bullied! For the dignity of their sects, passed down for thousands of years, they would also fight with all their might!

*Whoosh!*

Taking a step forward, Zhang Xuan arrived before the portal, then moved and entered directly.

The space before him distorted. With a light chuckle, he released his clone, while he himself re-entered his storage ring. As others had said, the Temple was fraught with danger. It was highly likely that an inescapable trap had already been laid, and the clone, with its immortal body, was most suitable to go ahead.

Immortal power circulated, and the clone stepped forward horizontally.

The next moment, the clone emerged from the folded space.

"Hmm? Where is this?"

What appeared before the clone was not the Temple it had seen before, nor the destroyed Divine General Hall headquarters, but a long, narrow passage stretching into the void with no end in sight. The altar that had teleported it was beneath its feet.