Chapter 386 - 189: A Knife
Chapter 386: Chapter 189: A Knife
The Dragon Abyss Order?
Fang Shuwen raised an eyebrow.
’I still haven’t dealt with the Undying Dragon Emperor, and now a Dragon Abyss Order shows up.’
’Am I fated to be at odds with anything named ’dragon’?’
But when he thought of Long Qingzhi, his mood improved considerably.
He glanced at Zhao Wuji.
"Your clan uncle has been missing all these years with no word.
"Did you never think to seek out the master of the Dragon Abyss Order and ask what happened?"
Zhao Wuji shook his head.
"Everyone has their own destiny.
"My clan uncle had his own path to walk. It was his business alone, and no one needed to interfere.
"Besides, even if I wanted to interfere, it’s impossible to find the master of the Dragon Abyss Order."
"Didn’t you say the Dragon Abyss Order comes from the Central Domain? Why can’t they be found?"
"They are too secretive, existing only in legend. Like a dragon lurking in the abyss, they cannot be seen."
Zhao Wuji tried to relax, wanting to ignore the pain wracking his body.
"I don’t know much about what happened back then.
"I only know that my clan uncle was found by the Dragon Abyss Order. He then went to the Sect Leader at the time.
"After explaining the summons of the Dragon Abyss Order and the potential rewards, he left the Heaven-Slaying Sect.
"He was never heard from again."
Fang Shuwen nodded. ’Of course there was no news,’ he thought. ’Your clan uncle died in the Eastern Domain.’
He then stroked his chin, lost in thought.
According to Zhao Wuji, the group wielding the Dragon Abyss Order was extremely mysterious. But for them to have summoned his clan uncle—a man who was no weaker than Zhao Wuji himself—they must possess immense power and influence.
Thinking of the eight people who had confronted Fang Mingxuan back then, and knowing one of them came from the Heaven-Slaying Sect, it stood to reason that the other seven were also from other major sects, or perhaps even powerful families.
Whether someone from Dragon Abyss itself was among them, no one could say for sure.
But one thing was certain: the group had failed back then.
But Dragon Abyss would not have staked everything on that single attempt. That would defy all logic.
Perhaps... a true member of Dragon Abyss never even appeared before Fang Mingxuan at all.
So... why did this group go silent afterward?
To go to such great lengths only to fall completely silent was truly bizarre.
The Seven-String Ancient Chapter, the Fang Family bloodline, Dragon Abyss...
Fang Shuwen let out a soft breath. He had gotten some information from Zhao Wuji, resolving some of his questions.
But the events of that year were still shrouded in too much mystery. Was Dragon Abyss connected to the group that had forced his family to abandon their ancestral lands?
Or... was Dragon Abyss truly the end of the line?
Fang Shuwen narrowed his eyes, turning to look in the direction of the Central Domain.
’Since Dragon Abyss comes from the Central Domain, there might be clues there...’
’But if even the Heaven-Slaying Sect can’t find anyone from Dragon Abyss, what could I possibly accomplish by going there?’
’However, the main branch of my family is also in the Central Domain. Maybe I can contact them and have them investigate?’
As the thought crossed Fang Shuwen’s mind, he realized he should try using the strength of others.
Two heads are better than one, after all. He, Fang Shuwen, was no longer a lone wolf. He had a terrifying, ancient clan backing him.
Some things, perhaps, could be left for others to handle.
At this thought, he suddenly felt a wave of clarity wash over him.
Seeing Fang Shuwen fall silent, Zhao Wuji hesitated for a long moment before he could no longer hold back and asked:
"Why do you have that saber? Is my clan uncle’s disappearance connected to you?"
Fang Shuwen waved his hand dismissively.
"It’s none of your concern."
Zhao Wuji’s expression darkened. Just as he was about to speak again, he saw Fang Shuwen suddenly reach out a hand toward him.
His entire body was pulled involuntarily toward Fang Shuwen.
A hand clamped down directly on his head.
"You—"
Zhao Wuji had just uttered that single word when the sensation of a massive vortex in Fang Shuwen’s hand enveloped him again.
He took a sharp breath, trying to use the same trick as before to stabilize himself.
But this time, it was no use...
The Inner Strength he had painstakingly cultivated for years flowed ceaselessly into Fang Shuwen’s hand.
The corners of Fang Shuwen’s mouth curled up slightly.
’Just as I predicted.’
He had roughly guessed why the North Nether Divine Technique had been ineffective before.
The Seven Emotions and Seven Sins Heaven-Slaying Saber relied on stabilizing one’s mental state, forcing the user to immerse themselves in sin and firmly believe in their own guilt.
The more they did so, the more powerful the Martial Art became.
Zhao Wuji had been steeped in this guilt for twenty years, making his Inner Strength as solid as a fortress.
That was why, even when Fang Shuwen had tried to absorb it, he found it extremely difficult.
Of course, it wasn’t that a forceful absorption was impossible. It was just that in the heat of battle, when everything happened in a flash, his opponent’s Technique would land long before Fang Shuwen could finish drawing out their Inner Strength.
Although Fang Shuwen had accepted that reality during their fight, he couldn’t help but be bothered by it.
Having guessed the reason, he was now trying again. Just as he’d thought, Zhao Wuji’s once-impregnable Inner Strength was no longer stable.
There were two reasons for this.
First, the words Fang Shuwen had spoken to him earlier had caused a crack in the mindset Zhao Wuji had maintained for decades.
The Seven Emotions and Seven Sins Heaven-Slaying Saber was a purely mental technique.
Any change in his mental state would directly affect the foundation of his power.
As for the second reason, it was because Zhao Wuji was now a cripple.
The greater the master, the higher their perch, and the harder their fall from the clouds.
Zhao Wuji appeared calm now, but in reality, his mental state was on the verge of collapse.
Naturally, he could no longer resist the North Nether Divine Technique.