Chen Changming had not expected that when Golden Turtle Island's strength had sharply diminished, the first person to come and kick them while they were down would be this bargain-bin Senior Brother of his.
"Truly a disgrace to the sect..."
He had only just mocked himself inwardly when Du Shengyue said, "Chen Shan, Extreme Yang Ancestor cultivates both Dharma and body. In the past, Golden Turtle Island kept suppressing him until he could barely lift his head, so he had long harbored resentment. This time, with both our Heaven Sect and Earth Sect having left Golden Turtle Island, he came to take revenge."
"Uncle Du, how strong is Extreme Yang Island?"
Chen Changming asked.
Disdain surfaced on Du Shengyue's face. With a cold snort, he said, "Extreme Yang Island was originally merely a middling-to-low-tier force. But who knows what damned luck Extreme Yang Ancestor stumbled into—he actually entered the Line of Sky secret realm by sheer coincidence and obtained a great opportunity within. In just over two hundred years, his cultivation soared by leaps and bounds, and he broke through all the way to the Spirit Transformation Realm."
"So that's how it is."
Chen Changming nodded in realization.
Extreme Yang Ancestor's luck was truly heaven-defying. First, he obtained the Pure Yang Sword Art, then he entered the Line of Sky secret realm and received a great opportunity.
Chen Changming's gaze shifted as he asked quietly, "Uncle Du, Extreme Yang Ancestor's signature art should be the Pure Yang Sword Art, right? Have you heard whether he is also skilled in Flying Sword techniques?"
"Flying Sword techniques?"
Du Shengyue was taken aback, then shook his head. "Extreme Yang Ancestor is renowned far and wide for the close-combat swordsmanship of the Pure Yang Sword Art—that much is certainly true. But I've never heard