apter 894: His Bloodline Shakes the Clan!
Discussions immediately broke out among the onlookers outside of East Heaven Gate.
“This guy is nuts….”
“If he doesn’t have Fang Clan blood, then he’s dead for sure! But, if he does possess a Fang Clan bloodline, then why would he wait in line and even pay a spirit stone tax?”
“Maybe he has some other way to get through the Fang Clan’s gate. But wait, that’s not possible! No matter what you do, even if you’re from the Fang clan itself, you can’t hide your bloodline. Anyone who isn’t from the Fang Clan will definitely be killed by that gate.”
The over one hundred Fang Outer Clan members standing guard outside the gate looked on with cold smiles, especially the cultivator with the black birthmark, whose eyes especially shone with scorn.
“You went looking to die, so you can’t blame anyone else,” he sneered. “Fellow Daoist Feng, it’s not that I didn’t give you face, sir. I already gave him permission to enter East Heaven Gate, and yet, he’s choosing to kill himself.”
Feng Xun stamped his foot, and then an anxious expression appeared on his face. However, there was nothing he could do.
It was in this moment that Meng Hao began to step into the Fang Clan’s gate. Only half of his foot had actually entered the gate when it began to rumble.
“It’s going to crush him to death!” said the cultivator with the black birthmark, a coldly sinister smile plastered across his face. A moment later, that smile suddenly froze, then turned into an expression of disbelief. Everyone else who was discussing the matter also stopped, and their eyes went wide.
The more than one hundred Outer Clan disciples who were guarding East Heaven Gate stared with open mouths.
Feng Xun’s eyes flickered with shock, and his brain filled with roaring as he gasped in astonishment.
Everyone could clearly see that as Meng Hao stood there, the gate trembled and… began to shine with light.
It took only a moment for a 300-meter beam of light to rise up, completely filling the pupils of all onlookers with glittering reflected light.
“Impossible!” said the cultivator with the black birthmark, his voice hoarse. He suddenly began to quiver.
The more than one hundred cultivators guarding East Heaven Gate gasped, and their minds reeled.
The crowds immediately went into an uproar.
“A 300-meter Gatebeam! Heavens! He’s a member of the Fang Clan, and not an ordinary one at that! The fact that he has a 300-meter Gatebeam shows that his bloodline exceeds that of an ordinary clan member!”
“If he’s a member of the Fang Clan, then why did he try to go through East Heaven Gate?”
It was then that the crowds fell silent.
As soon as Meng Hao’s foot touched onto the ground, and half of his body entered the gate, the beam of light shot up… from 300 meters to 3,000 meters, accompanied by deafening rumbling sounds.
The 3,000-meter Gatebeam was spectacular to behold, and all of the cultivators outside of East Heaven Gate felt as if they couldn’t breathe. They stared in shock and disbelief, their minds reeling.
“A 3,000-meter Gatebeam…. Heavens! He’s a Chosen of the Fang Clan!!”
“Who is he? A cultivator with 3,000-meter Bloodline Gatebeam can’t be a nobody! He must have a high status in the Fang Clan!”
The cultivator with the black birthmark staggered backward a few steps, his face deathly pale, and a feeling of intense regret rose up in his heart. He even felt resentful.
“Y-y-you… you’re actually a member of the Fang Clan!” he thought, panting continuously. “With a bloodline like that, why would you go through East Heaven Gate!? Why did you have to make trouble for me…? Well, even if you do have a 3,000-meter Bloodline Gatebeam, I was just enforcing the law as I should have, so my actions were justifiable!” Even still, his heart was filled with intense apprehension.
Feng Xun stood there gaping at Meng Hao, unable to even speak.
If that were all there were to the matter, it wouldn’t be a big deal. But then, Meng Hao finished stepping into the gate, which caused the rumbling sounds to increase, and the beam of light to shoot higher into the air.
3,000 meters. 4,500 meters. 6,000 meters. 7,500 meters….
In the space of only a few breaths of time, the beam of light reached a height of 9,000 meters!
A plopping sound could be heard as the cultivator with the black birthmark suddenly seemed to lose all of his cultivation base and strength. He sat down onto the ground, his face as pale as a corpse’s, without the slightest sign of color.