Chapter 3167: Heavenly Roar Tribe (Gone Today)

Wang Mengbin inquired about the origin of the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture. Two Void Refinement cultivators explained that it had been passed down through their ancestors for over ten thousand years. The Xu family’s ancestral land was over two hundred trillion li away from human forces like the Qiankun Palace. The journey was immense, requiring passage through the territories of multiple races; otherwise, the Xu family would have long since moved to human settlements. The Zhang family also possessed the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture, though theirs was incomplete.

Wang Mengbin decided to visit the Xu family to see if they had the complete scripture. As they traveled through the territories of various races, even with a Body Integration cultivator among them, they encountered some difficulties. Fortunately, they emerged unharmed. Along the way, they met different races and experienced diverse cultures. They exchanged cultivation techniques with friendly foreign races. As for those hostile to humans, they avoided them if possible; if not, they fought. If they couldn't defeat them, they fled. Wang Mengbin’s lightning spells were incredibly powerful; he frequently stayed behind to cover their retreat, holding off Body Integration cultivators from other races before rejoining Wang Yingjie and the others. During this arduous journey, Wang Zongyun successfully overcame his bottleneck and smoothly advanced to the mid-Void Refinement stage.

Unexpectedly, upon reaching the Flower Race’s territory, they received news that the Flower Race and the Ancient Vault Race had gone to war. The two main races were not directly involved, but their affiliated races were clashing. They rushed to the Xu family’s location as quickly as possible but were still a step too late.

The young woman in the green dress had taken a pill, and her condition had slightly improved. “Seventh Uncle, Fifth Elder, who are they?” she asked, her gaze fixed on Wang Mengbin and his four companions.

“Qingyao, they are our saviors. If not for them, we would all be dead. What happened? How did the Sky Roar Race destroy our Xu family? Where is Ancestor Shouguang?” the white-robed elder anxiously inquired. The white-robed elder, Xu Yimin, was a mid-Void Refinement cultivator. Xu Shouguang was a late-Void Refinement cultivator who had recently passed a major heavenly tribulation. Xu Yimin and Shouguang had participated in the Hundred Races Convention, hoping to find high-grade materials for tribulation transcendence, but they had unfortunately failed.

“Ancestor Shouguang was killed,” Xu Qingyao said, her face filled with grief and indignation. “The Sky Roar Race’s Grand Elder advanced to the Body Integration stage and personally led the assault. We couldn’t resist at all. Ancestor Shouguang died on the spot. Some of us managed to escape, but the rest of our clan was annihilated by the Sky Roar Race.” The Sky Roar Race had previously had Body Integration cultivators, but they had perished in major heavenly tribulations. The Xu family and the Sky Roar Race had been feuding for many years. With neither side having Body Integration cultivators, they couldn’t truly defeat each other. However, the Xu family’s sword cultivators, relying on the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture, often held an advantage in combat. Who could have imagined that the Sky Roar Race would once again produce a Body Integration cultivator, who would then personally lead the extermination of the Xu family?

“What about the scriptures in the Library Pavilion? Did you manage to bring any out?” Xu Yimin asked anxiously.

“They’re not with me,” Xu Qingyao replied, still full of sorrow. “They were with Ancestor Shouyun, but she was pursued by Sky Roar cultivators and has also been killed.”

“Young friend Xu, does your Xu family possess the complete Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture?” Wang Mengbin asked gravely. If they didn’t, there would be no need for them to go to the Xu family’s ruins; simply taking Xu Yimin and the other two away would be sufficient.

Xu Yimin sighed deeply and nodded. “To be honest, Senior, our Xu family did indeed have the complete Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture. Our ancestor brought it from the Qianyuan Grotto-Heaven. As you’ve heard, this cultivation method has now fallen into the hands of the Sky Roar Race.”

“Is that true? You’re not deceiving us, are you?” Wang Zongyun frowned, as the complete Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture was an immense temptation.

“I swear on my heart demons that I speak nothing but the truth,” Xu Yimin immediately vowed. “Should I deceive you, my cultivation shall regress.” Throughout their journey, Wang Mengbin had been inquiring about the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture but hadn’t resorted to forceful methods. Xu Yimin had originally intended to trade the scripture for cultivation resources with Wang Mengbin, but with his family annihilated and the scripture stolen, there was no longer any reason to conceal the truth.

“The Sky Roar Race’s Body Integration cultivator ascended to that stage less than five hundred years ago!” Bai Yuqi stated solemnly, relaying the information she had extracted through soul-searching a Sky Roar cultivator.

“Sky Roar Race! The Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture!” Wang Mengbin’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them.

“Let’s go. We’ll leave here first and discuss further,” Wang Mengbin said gravely. They didn’t know much about the Sky Roar Race. They needed to find a safe place to thoroughly understand the Sky Roar Race’s divine abilities before confronting them. If there was only one Body Integration cultivator, Wang Mengbin wouldn’t hesitate to raid the Sky Roar Race’s stronghold.

They boarded the silver flying boat one by one. Wang Mengbin performed a hand seal, and the silver flying boat immediately shone brightly, transforming into a silver rainbow that shot through the air, quickly vanishing into the horizon.

***

Sky Roar Mountain Range, the Sky Roar Race’s stronghold.

In the northeast corner of the mountain range, on a towering peak that pierced the clouds, sat a resplendent golden palace. A plaque above its entrance bore the three golden characters: “Sky Roar Hall.” This was a vital area for the Sky Roar Race, with free access granted only to a select few elders.

The main doors were open, and a short, stout elder in yellow robes sat on the main seat, a smile gracing his face. This was Hou Lei, an early-Body Integration cultivator who had advanced to that stage less than three hundred years ago. The Sky Roar Race had strictly sealed off this information, with only a few clan members aware of his exact ascension time.

Destroying the Xu family had yielded significant gains. Unfortunately, some Xu family members had escaped with scriptures, but thankfully, they had been caught by the Sky Roar Race. A tall, golden-robed young man stood to the side, looking respectful.

“Hao’er, you’ve done exceptionally well; you’ve performed a great service,” Hou Lei said excitedly. “Take the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture and exchange it with the Ancient Vault Race. It will undoubtedly bring in a substantial amount of cultivation resources.”

“Ancestor, why don’t we allow our clan members to cultivate the Myriad Spirit Sword Scripture?” the golden-robed youth, Hou Hao (a late-Void Refinement cultivator and a key talent groomed by the Sky Roar Race), asked curiously.

“Our Sky Roar Race’s innate divine ability is sonic attacks, and we possess immense physical strength,” Hou Lei explained. “Sword cultivation techniques cannot fully utilize our strengths. Furthermore, our clan is in dire need of resources, especially Dharma Idol materials and tribulation-transcending treasures. Trading this cultivation method for resources will allow us to cultivate two Body Integration cultivators within ten thousand years. We must play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses; the way of the sword is not our forte.”

“Yes, Ancestor, your wisdom is clear,” Hou Hao said, flattering him.

“For now, store it in the Scripture Repository,” Hou Lei said, a look of anticipation on his face. “Once Fellow Daoist Gu and others arrive, or when the war subsides, I will personally visit the Ancient Vault Race. This is our Sky Roar Race’s opportunity to rise.”

Hou Hao nodded. Then, remembering something, he said with a smile, “It’s fortunate that the Xu family’s Spirit Physique cultivator failed to break through to the Body Integration stage. Otherwise, if the Xu family had produced a Body Integration cultivator, our Sky Roar Race would have suffered greatly.” The Xu family had possessed a Spirit Sword Physique, a born sword cultivator, who had attempted to break through to the Body Integration stage, attracting nine bolts of seven-colored divine lightning, which killed him outright. However, the Xu family had kept this a secret. Hou Lei had been so eager to destroy the Xu family precisely because he feared this individual would advance to the Body Integration stage. He had not expected this person to die during the Seven-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

“Hmph, it just shows the Xu family was ill-prepared, and their tribulation-transcending treasures were too inferior,” Hou Lei said with a hint of relief. “This individual was indeed worthy of being a Spirit Sword Physique, to attract nine bolts of seven-colored divine lightning when attempting to break through to the Body Integration stage. If he had succeeded, he would undoubtedly have been a significant problem. We are also fortunate that there are no powerful human cultivators within hundreds of trillions of li. Otherwise, if this person had returned to the human race and grown, he would certainly have become a huge threat.” This area was too far from human settlements, making it extremely difficult for Void Refinement cultivators to reach them.

After giving a few more instructions, he dismissed Hou Hao.