A Man Like None Other Chapter 6885 Cold Crow Ridge
Please read this chapter.
- Learn the origin of the Xuanming Ancient Clan’s name.
- Discover the clan’s unique ability to navigate between reality and illusion.
- Explore the mysterious atmosphere of Xuanming Ancient City.
During the flight, Xuanzhenzi spoke up, “Kid, do you know how the name Xuanming Ancient Clan came about?”
David looked straight ahead and tilted his ear slightly to show he was listening.
Xuanzhenzi said solemnly, “The two characters ‘Xuanming’ in ancient times did not refer to a vast picture of darkness, but rather to ‘the most mysterious and profound mystery, the most mysterious and enigmatic mechanism’.”
It was said that the ancestor of this clan comprehended a very special Dao, ‘between the real and the unreal’.
They can navigate the boundaries between reality and illusion, create illusions that are indistinguishable from reality, and also eliminate almost all illusions and deception in the world.
He paused, then said in a low voice, “So, although your Illusory Origin is very beautiful, if a true high-level cultivator from the Xuanming Ancient Clan were to investigate it, perhaps he would not be able to completely hide it from you.”
However, you didn’t go there to provoke them, so there’s no need to worry too much about it.
David looked at Xuan Zhenzi with some curiosity and asked, “Senior, how do you know about the Xuanming Ancient Clan?”
Xuanzhenzi smiled, “Of course I heard it. I didn’t just sleep for all the days I was locked up in Qingshuang City.”
“I eavesdropped on other people’s conversations, so I have a certain understanding of the Twenty-second Heaven.”
Hearing that, David laughed.
After almost a day had passed, a gray and misty area appeared under the sky ahead, as if shrouded by an invisible barrier.
The light there was dimmer than the surrounding area, and the air felt extremely still, as if even the wind had involuntarily slowed down as it passed through.
We have arrived at Xuanming Ancient City.
The three descended and landed slowly on the outer edge of the ancient city.
The ground beneath my feet was paved with dark gray jade, which made almost no sound when I stepped on it, but I could feel a cold vibration coming from the soles of my feet.
David looked up and saw a wide open market in front of him.
Several heretical cultivators sat cross-legged at simple stalls selling ingredients and talismans, while mysterious monks in dark purple robes whispered in the corner of the room.
There were some simple tea stalls and taverns for people to rest, and cultivators wearing their respective factions’ clothing gathered in twos and threes to exchange information.
The air was filled with a mixture of medicinal herbs, liquor, and light dust, and the bustling atmosphere was tinged with an inexplicable cautiousness. Everyone was acting, and every word might hide a hidden meaning.
“The market is quite busy.”