Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator

Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 839: The Power of the Influence of Gray Fog


The faces of the Heavenly Palace people immediately became solemn when they received orders. They then bid farewell to the Elite King and Su Chen before they hurriedly completed their new mission. As soon as they returned to the Origin Realm, they were shocked to see the unknown gray fog disappear.


“Has...have...have we come to the right place?” “Where is all the unknown gray fog?! The upheaval?! A terrifying aura ?! ”


“I was expecting a bit more chaos than this! Why is everything suddenly back to normal? ”


The Junjun Cultivator and the others clearly recalled the state of the Origin Realm before they returned to the Ancient Forbidden Area. Not even half a day before they returned and all the unknown gray fog had disappeared? Did someone play them?


“That must be because of the arrow fired by the expert!” the Goddess Nuwa said confusedly.


Cultivator Junjun nodded and said, “Yes, right! The power of an expert's arrow was ancient, and since it was he who shot the arrow, it naturally suppressed the Unknown! It turns out that everything is under his control. ”


“One arrow to calm the chaos. This is of course the expert style. Too bad we can't see it with our own eyes,” Xiao Chengfeng said in admiration.


“Now experts have suppressed the Unknown, all that is left for us to do is collect the gray fog. We must take this opportunity to make sure everything is in order!” said Yang Jing.


Everyone nodded their heads firmly and immediately started working. However, it wasn't easy to find the gray fog as it had retreated, so they asked the Heavenly Soldier to inquire about its whereabouts as they went to the Yun Clan to see if they could dig up information from them.


The Yun Clan had just experienced the disaster of the ancestral ground and was recuperating, but they immediately got up when they saw the people of the Heavenly Palace.


“Daoist comrades, arrows piercing the sky... Is that his master's deed?” asked Chief Yun with a dead red face. His voice shakes with respect.


Yang Jing nodded cautiously and said in a low voice, “Save this matter amongst yourselves. The expert tried to cover his tracks from his opponents!”


Chief Yun, whose body was trembling uncontrollably from excitement, nodded vigorously and said, “Yes, of course! My lips are locked”


He was so overwhelmed with emotion that there were even tears welling up in his eyes.


Xiao Chengfeng was stunned and could not help but ask, “Why are you crying? Is there anything else going on while we're gone?”


‘Wow, he's even better than us in terms of bootlicking! He was touched just by receiving crumbs of news about the expert! I've never seen a pro like that. He's a tough rival, okay!’


Chief Yun wiped his tears and said, “To be honest, our master never mentioned that he trained under absolute strength. Although I have never seen him, I can feel the respect our master has for him. The recent calamity gave me the feeling that absolute power had returned. That's why I'm so excited.”


‘Highest strength is actually practicing under absolute strength?!’ thought the people of the Heavenly Palace in shock. Then, they remembered that the Grave Guard said ‘dia’ had returned. They correctly guessed that the expert was the one who suppressed the Unknown in the past. He just continued fighting at that moment.


“I'm sure the expert will be able to delete the Unknown for good because he got our help this time!” xiao Chengfeng said firmly.


“Chief Yunchen, we are on a mission to collect an unknown gray mist. Do you know how we can find him? ” ask Cultivator Junjun.


“Simple. Although experts had managed to force the unknown gray fog backwards, those who had been contaminated would sooner or later raise their heads again. At that time, you just need to catch him, ” Chief Yun said.


“Not exactly. When an unknown gray fog broke out, I noted the thickest places. The nearest place is southwest from here, ” Chief Yun said with a smile.


The thicker the unknown gray fog was, the easier it was to find its traces.


“Southwest, you say? Okay, we'll go check it out now!” said Cultivator Junjun, and the people of the Heavenly Palace immediately went in that direction.


Although it was only a small sect, the Ethereal Sect was famous for its peaceful outlook and was considered one of the cultivators in the area. The disciples spent their days developing refined artistic conceptions and living a free and idle life when they were not cultivating.


The sect master, Bei Yunchang, was at the peak of being a second step Wisdom Elite, not weak in any count. Still, the Ethereal Sect fell into disaster shortly after the eruption of an unknown gray fog. At that moment, the scent of death permeated the air and the square in front of the main hall was stained red by the flood of blood raining down from above. The disciples fought each other.


A disciple wearing an Ethereal Sect uniform stepped into the hall domineeringly. He continued to stare at the old man in the middle of the hall and said in a low voice, “Teacher, things will not become like this if you have handed me the Ethereal Sutra when I ask for it.”


He was the most senior disciple of the Ethereal—Song Ming Sect.


Bei Yunchang's pupils slightly shrank as he looked at the gray mist in Song Ming's eyes. “You are cultivating with the help of that unknown gray fog?”


“How else can I get this sudden increase in strength?” asked Song Ming with a grin.


“You disciple bin*tang! How many times have I told you that you should remain vigilant on the path of eternal cultivation? How could you absorb the gray fog when there was clearly something evil behind it ?! ”


“You're the one who forced me to do that! I don't need to risk absorbing the gray fog if you have just handed the Ethereal Sutra to me. It's all your fault! Hand over the Ethereal Sutra now!” song Ming said viciously.


Bei Yunchang closed his eyes as if he was in pain. He sighed and said, “The disciples outside who have rebelled with you, do they also absorb the gray fog?”.


Song Ming laughed and said, “Hahaha, who doesn't like power? The world is always built on the strong eating the weak. Weakness is sin, and sinners must pay with their lives!”


Bei Yunchang walked forward slowly with his hands folded back. Auras flowing. “You must have fantasized to think I would hand over the Ethereal Sutra to you now. Those who had absorbed the unknown gray fog, came out from this example! I will exterminate each of you from the sect today!”


His eyes swept through the hall and his aura became stronger and stronger, showing his unquestionable authority as a sect master.


The disciples standing to his right raised their swords. The dozen disciples who could be in this hall were all talented inner disciples, but at that moment, they all raised their long swords towards Bei Yunchang.


The still-high aura of Bei Yunchang suddenly came to a halt and his facial expression was no longer calm but a little dazed. ‘All the students I am proud of rebelled against me?’


The situation outside was also not optimistic. The rough count put the estimates of the disciples who had absorbed the unknown gray fog at 80 percent. Because of that, their spiritual cultivation had received a huge boost.


Bei Yunchang's heart slowly sank. ‘There's no way I can win against a force like this!’