HLnovel Chapter 409 - 383: The Holy Mountain’s Secret Realm
Chapter 409 - 383: The Holy Mountain’s Secret Realm
Aurora Sinclair was surprised to find that Alvin Morgan’s strength had reached the level of a Grandmaster. She grabbed his wrist and used the Power of Heaven and Earth to probe his body.
His body’s current strength was already that of a Grandmaster, and there was even some residual Power of Heaven and Earth inside him.
He must have just been practicing the Positive Order Boxing Technique.
"Have you reached the Fourth Layer of the Fist Technique?" Aurora asked.
Alvin Morgan nodded and said with his head lowered, "Alaric Winslow has already reached the Tenth Layer."
"He’s practicing it too?" Aurora Sinclair was a little surprised.
’With The Holy Mountain’s power, they shouldn’t care about an Ancient Martial Inheritance from the outside world.’
Alvin Morgan understood what she was thinking. He suddenly grew serious and said, "Aurora, The Holy Mountain doesn’t have a complete Body Refinement inheritance either."
Aurora Sinclair was stunned.
Alvin Morgan continued, "Alaric Winslow said their ancestor once issued an order to destroy all Cultivation Techniques below the Great Martial King Realm that could draw upon the Power of Heaven and Earth."
"Why?" Aurora Sinclair asked.
"Ancestor Winslow discovered that among the energies of the world, only Power could rapidly raise a person’s realm of strength and be converted into the body’s own energy. In contrast, the energy from the Power of Heaven and Earth was too immense and required a very long time of martial cultivation. Most importantly, it couldn’t become a part of one’s body."
Aurora Sinclair nodded slightly. It was true that this Power of Heaven and Earth, unlike Power, couldn’t remain in one’s meridians and Dantian for long. Although it was immense, it placed harsh demands on the body. If one’s body didn’t reach a certain level of strength, it simply couldn’t withstand its energy.
Moreover, every time she used it, she needed to rest for a long time before she could use the Power of Heaven and Earth again. To completely control this force, she had to ensure she had sufficient physical strength and stamina. Otherwise, it would be easy to lose control and ultimately die from the backlash.
Both she and Lucas Kane had experienced the backlash from the Power of Heaven and Earth. She was luckier; because her body’s strength had reached the level of a Martial Lord, she wasn’t paralyzed like he was. However, her injuries had also been extremely severe. If a Martial God hadn’t saved her, she might never have seen the man before her again.
At this thought, Aurora Sinclair rested her head on his chest again, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.
Alvin Morgan froze. A trace of disbelief appeared on his face, and his voice trembled as he asked, "Aurora, you remember me?"
Aurora Sinclair gave a muffled "mhm." "I remember everything."
Alvin Morgan’s heart trembled. His arms gradually tightened around her, and he lowered his head to gently kiss her forehead.
"That’s good..."
Alvin Morgan looked into her eyes, his gaze so profound it was as if she were his entire world.
A blush instantly spread across Aurora Sinclair’s fair face. She asked in a fluster, "Morgan, what happened after that?"
Alvin Morgan raised a hand to stroke her hair and said, looking into her eyes:
"This energy is essentially a force that heaven and earth lend to humanity. So, after a person uses it, the Power of Heaven and Earth slowly dissipates and returns to the world. That’s why he ordered the people of the Martial World to modify their Cultivation Techniques, abandoning the old methods of martial cultivation. He only allowed those who reached the Great Martial King Realm to practice techniques that used the Power of Heaven and Earth."
Aurora Sinclair grew even more confused. "Power is difficult to comprehend. If one’s talent is insufficient, they can’t grow stronger through martial cultivation."
Alvin Morgan nodded slightly. "Come with me."
He took her hand and led her toward a certain place.
The two arrived before a massive block of ice. Inside was a stone stele, perfectly preserved by the ice, allowing them to clearly see the contents written on it.
Only seven words were written on it:
The Saint’s Realm
Quasi-gods may enter
"Aurora, I think he issued that order because of this. He abandoned Body Refinement, a slow method of increasing strength, most likely to quickly create Quasi-gods to send here."
Aurora Sinclair thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Power is difficult to cultivate. Those who can sense Power need extremely high talent. Although it increases one’s strength quickly, but..."
Aurora Sinclair suddenly stopped mid-sentence, looking at him as if in disbelief.
Alvin Morgan smiled. "It seems you’ve figured it out. Someone with my constitution can feel Power here. So, it’s not that the energy of Power can’t be sensed, but that the concentration of Power in the outside world isn’t this high. This has caused the threshold for Martial Artists to become higher and higher..."
Just as his voice fell, a familiar voice sounded:
"That’s right. In Ancient Times, Power was as abundant as air across the entire planet. This led the Ancestor to believe that Power was an inexhaustible energy. Unexpectedly, as more and more people advanced to the Quasi-God Realm and entered this place, the amount of Power on the planet dwindled, and the Martial World gradually declined from prosperity..."
Alaric Winslow slowly walked over. He looked at the Secret Realm Stele, raising a hand to touch the thick layer of ice on it, his cool gaze seemingly tinged with some emotion.
"Then won’t they come back?" Aurora Sinclair asked.
Alaric Winslow’s gaze darkened. "Once you’ve seen a wider world, why would you return? In ten thousand years, only four Martial Gods have returned: Harrow, the Beastmen Tribe, the Lowell Family, and my own ancestor, Tristan Winslow."
"The first three became Martial Gods before my ancestor. After they obtained the inheritances in the Hidden Realm and returned, they were solely focused on getting their own clansmen into the Hidden Realm to become Martial Gods. They even started wars for it. Back then, the three families occupied this place, only allowing their own confidants and clan members to enter."
"My ancestor was allowed to enter the Hidden Realm because he was related to the Harrow Royals by marriage. When he returned, he felt that the three families were far too tyrannical. In particular, the Harrow Clan’s inheritance was a method of rapidly increasing their own strength by absorbing the Power and Vitality of others. So, he devised a plan to make the three Martial Gods kill each other and overthrew the Harrow Dynasty."
"The Ancestor believed the Hidden Realm should be open to everyone in the world, which led to the subsequent modification of Cultivation Techniques. He never expected that the world’s Power was finite. The Ancestor tried many methods, but he still couldn’t stop the decline of Power. It wasn’t until the talents of the Martial World gradually withered away that the Power slowly reached a kind of balance."
"Later, the Ancestor meditated for several thousand years and finally understood the cause and effect of this matter. He told my master that the Power in this world is actually the Vitality of all living things. Our martial cultivation inevitably seizes the Vitality of other living beings, so we will naturally face retribution. It is said that the Heavenly Dao is merciless, but it is also exceptionally fair. Perhaps retribution didn’t come immediately, but it would eventually be visited upon their descendants..."
As Alaric Winslow spoke, he suddenly exerted force with his palm. The block of ice encasing the stele shattered, revealing its original appearance.
He pressed a spot on the stele, and a stone box suddenly slid out. Inside lay an ancient, simple ring. The pattern on it made Aurora Sinclair’s pupils shrink slightly.
The pattern was identical to that of the Sherwood Clan’s Family Head Order.
"This is a gift for you from the Ancestor. Put it on directly."
Alaric Winslow handed the ring to Aurora Sinclair.
Aurora Sinclair took the ring and examined it closely. The craftsmanship looked ancient, but the material was the same as the Family Head Order.
She casually slipped the ring onto her middle finger. With a crisp CLICK, the ring automatically adjusted to fit her hand perfectly, neither too loose nor too tight.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice echoed in her mind: "New master bound. Activation requirement: Reach the Martial God Realm. Please continue to strive, Son of God..."