289 Old Mother of Tianshan (2/2)
But now, since the array was revealed, it was no longer a threat.
”Although we have no grudges, the fact that you are visiting Old Mother of Tianmu means that you must have a token! Since you are in the fight as well, this is only normal!”
From the shadows, a dream master emerged. He had white eyebrows but black hair and seemed about 50 years old. With the cultivation of Illusionary Divine, he was considered rather good among the dream masters.
”Oh? I'd like to hear more about it!”
Fang Yuan sighed. He knew that he was tricked by Elder Smelter and had unknowingly gotten himself involved in trouble.
”Don't you know about it? Don't you have a token with you?”
The dream master was confused as well.
”Whoosh!”
At that moment, a red streak of sword essence exploded in mid-air and flashed.
”You...”
He shrieked as the space around him started to bend. As the sword essence struck onto the ground, a charred hole appeared.
”A dream array master? With some illusionary spells?”
Fang Yuan laughed heartily and walked up. He blocked the path of the dream master as the dream master tried to escape into the array. With the wave of his hand, a chilly blue streak of sword essence appeared. ”Go!”
Combining the powers of fire and water, the array master started to retreat and quickly shouted a formula. ”Strike!”
As he chanted his formula, he started to distort and become translucent. It was as though he was about to disappear in the next moment.
”Keke... What a small trick. Destroy!!!”
4 spiritual meridians appeared on Fang Yuan's back as his muscles started to grow. With that, he exclaimed.
With the Seventh Elemental Force and the thick blood of Wu Zongs, the air around him shook, revealing the shocked face of the dream master.
”You... do you want to live or die?”
Since there might be a possibility of other highly-skilled people observing their fight, Fang Yuan did not want to continue using his powers as a dream master. Instead, he used his martial arts and with a flying kick, he struck the dream master and placed the fire sword on his neck.
”Master!”
Everything happened within seconds. Only when Fang Yuan held the dream master to his neck did a few people appear from the thick vegetation with shocked looks.
”Tell me... what is the use of the token?”
Fang Yuan held the fire sword and forced an answer.
”How can you not know?”
The dream master was in a daze. ”Why are we still fighting, then?”
”You speak too much nonsense!”
Fang Yuan frowned. The fire sword flickered and the few surrounding Wu Zongs quickly retreated as though they had been hit.
”A token is a token! It is the item you need to enter the Changli Mountain Hollow!”
With his life on the line, the dream master spilt everything out.
”Changli Mountain Hollow? What has it got to do with this token? Also, where is Old Mother of Tianmu, the owner of the mountain?”
Fang Yuan probed further.
”It has nothing to do with the token. The Changli Mountain Hollow is a joint discovery by the 5 powerful organisations of the dream masters. The token was also created by the 5 powerful organisations and it is rumoured that with the token, one will be able to get help from Old Mother of Tianmu to enter the Changli Mountain Hollow. Changli is a person rumoured to have attained the Prominent Divine Stage. Even though he had passed away, whatever that he left behind was enough for us descendants to enjoy for a long time to come...”
With a sword by his neck, the dream master blurted out everything he knew quickly.
”I see. You don't have a token, so you wanted to snatch mine. What a person...”
Fang Yuan shook his head and asked a final question. ”Where is Old Mother of Tianmu?”
”This... I have no idea!”
”Since you have no idea, what's the use of being alive?”
A murderous look flashed across Fang Yuan's face. He would not let anyone with ill intentions towards him get away.
The fire sword shook and was about to land.
”Bang!”
As the ground shook, a green vine appeared and shielded the dream master from the sword.
”Ding!”
Although fire was the weakness of wood, the Leaving Fire Sword could not damage the green vine. Instead, there was a distinct sound like jade colliding with ice.
A voice was heard in Fang Yuan's ear. ”I don't wish to see blood!”
”It's Old Mother of Tianmu! Greetings!”
Seeing the appearance of Old Mother, Fang Yuan stopped and took a bow.
”I know the intentions for your visit. I am willing to see you!”
Fang Yuan kept his sword and followed the vine. Son, he arrived before a cliff, which was covered in green rocks.
As soon as he arrived, the cliff started to split, revealing a black tunnel.