Chapter 1724 - 1725: Heavenly Secret
Mount Everest is Earth's most perilous peak.
Although everyone achieved Martial Dao Divine Connection, it took a full five to six hours of climbing to reach the summit of Mount Everest.
The place where Yang Fei and the others stood was a slightly flatter slope.
On top of the slope, the rocks were rugged, not a blade of grass grew, and the snow was vast.
From this slope to climb to the very top takes a full hour's journey.
Everyone was somewhat fatigued, some sat, some stood, each finding a place to rest.
At this pinnacle, the wind howled fiercely, with no snow lying about, yet one must be cautious not to be blown off the cliff by the gale.
Yang Fei stood on the earthen slope, gazing towards the summit.
Under the canopy of sky, Mount Everest's main peak soared, like a sharp sword piercing through the clouds.
Around the main peak, clouds and mist swirled, rendering the view of the scene on the summit impossible.
Yang Fei stared blankly at the summit, thoughts whirling in his mind.
Were it not for the trust in his foster father Wang Xiaoshi, he would find it hard to believe a temple could appear here out of thin air.
Xue Mingtai saw Yang Fei stunned, gently walked over, and sighed.
"Why have we stopped? Don't you believe his words?"
Yang Fei shook his head and smiled broadly.
"Everyone else in the world may not believe him, but you and I, we cannot doubt him."
Xue Mingtai smiled slightly.
"That's right, regardless of the result, shall we continue?"
Yang Fei nodded, stood up, and suddenly let out a long roar.
Roar!
His Great Tiger Roar, unleashed with full force, was extraordinarily powerful.
The roar rolled out like ocean waves, each wave higher than the last, breaking through the mist and sea of clouds, spreading upwards to the Heavens.
Everyone covered their ears, watching Yang Fei in astonishment.
At this moment, everyone truly witnessed Yang Fei's strength.
Such an awe-inspiring roar seemed impossible for a human, akin to an ancient Baolong howling wildly at the world.
Xue Mingtai was equally surprised.
He hadn't expected Yang Fei's Martial Arts Realm to have advanced so much.
To think, just a year ago, Yang Fei had merely just broken through Dark Force.
At this moment, Yang Fei's expression suddenly changed, tilting his head as if hearing something.
Xue Mingtai leaned in closer, about to speak, but Yang Fei waved to stop him.
After a moment, Yang Fei turned around, his expression grave.
"Brother Mingtai, did you hear a bell tolling?"
Xue Mingtai was startled.
"What bell toll?"
Yang Fei's face grew even more serious, focusing all his Divine Sense to listen carefully.
Watching Yang Fei's seriousness, Xue Mingtai also focused his mind, listening intently.
Dong!
Just then, Xue Mingtai suddenly heard a bell tolling, descending from the dark void.
The tolls were deep and ancient, with a tranquil force calming the spirit.
Yang Fei's eyes were fixed on Xue Mingtai, unblinking.
"How about now? Did you hear the sound?"
Xue Mingtai's face was extremely solemn, lightly nodding.
"Indeed, it is the temple's bell toll."
Dong-dong-dong-dong!
As soon as Xue Mingtai finished speaking, the bell tolls suddenly quickened in pace.
The melodious tolling resonated throughout the void, bringing peace to the spirit.
Wen Taikang walked over to Yang Fei, his face showing some excitement.
"Yang Fei, did you hear it? This is the bell toll from Dragon Chant Temple, it has descended."
Yang Fei nodded, looking around.
In the distance, An Zichen, the Sword Emperor, Jingtian Chuyi, and others were also concentrating in listening.
Nearby, many strong individuals were intently listening, indicating they all heard the distinctive bell toll.
Indeed, as the tolling became more rapid, the void gradually revealed the outlines of a temple.
The temple was quite dilapidated, yet it was immensely grand, towering several hundred meters high.
In the void, sounds of chanting Buddhist Scripture echoed, as if thousands were solemnly reciting.
Above the temple, vibrant colorful clouds embraced the decaying temple, exuding immense holiness and grandeur.
Watching this miraculous scene, Yang Fei's heart trembled.
Numerous experts were astounded, completely taken aback by this magical occurrence.
Yang Fei was thoroughly shocked, staring at the incredible spectacle.
At this moment, Mad Blade approached from behind Yang Fei, patting his shoulder.
"Little Bird Yang, what are you all looking at? Have you gone crazy?"
Yang Fei turned around, shock written all over his face as he looked at Mad Blade.
"Such a large temple, can't you see it?"
Mad Blade spat disdainfully: "What temple? I don't see anything."
Yang Fei curiously observed Mad Blade, cautiously asking.
"Did you hear the bell toll?"
Mad Blade looked at Yang Fei incredulously.
"What bell toll? Nonsense, who would ring a bell atop Mount Everest?"
Yang Fei patted Mad Blade's shoulder.
"Bro, I understand now. This time, you likely won't gain entry to Dragon Chant Temple."
Yang Fei suddenly realized this was the so-called Heavenly Secret.
Not everyone was qualified to enter Dragon Chant Temple, nor was everyone destined to step into the Heavenly Secret Sect.
This bell toll, like a test.
Those who could hear the bell could naturally see Dragon Chant Temple and step into this magical and unpredictable world.
If they couldn't even hear the bell, the void they saw appeared empty.
After Yang Fei finished speaking, he glanced around, indeed finding only a few experts listening intently, faces full of awe.
The majority were clueless, blankly observing the experts' reactions.
Some were hurriedly questioning companions nearby, evidently not having heard Dragon Chant Temple's bell toll.
Some lower-level martial artists were even more puzzled, full of bewilderment.
Yang Fei recounted what he saw, making Mad Blade feel deflated, spitting heavily once more.
"Damn, even the heavens bully me! If you all can see, why can't I?"
Cui Xiang walked over, looking dejected and downcast.
"Instructor, I can't see anything either, what do you actually see?"
Yang Fei shook his head, taking a deep breath.
He turned and saw that the confused and clueless experts made up a full ninety percent.
Only the very strongest martial artists could see Dragon Chant Temple.
Among the Evil Dragon group of experts, only Fan Yi stared blankly into the void.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Yang Fei took a deep breath and walked over, patting Fan Yi's shoulder.
"Ayi, did you see Dragon Chant Temple?"
Fan Yi nodded, his handsome face full of awe.
"Such a huge temple, though a bit run-down, yet it dwarfs any building in the world in its grandeur."
Mad Blade felt even more indignant upon realizing Fan Yi could see it too.
"Why can all of you see it while I can't? What's going on with this blasted Dragon Chant Temple?"
Yang Fei sighed, looking sympathetically at Mad Blade.
"Everyone is just like you, don't be too disheartened. If we can enter Dragon Chant Temple, we will certainly seek a wisp of heavenly secret for you."
Mad Blade nodded, yet his heart was sour and uncomfortable.
Amongst the crowd, there was much discussion, many cried out.
"What did you see? Why can't I see anything?"
"These are fate, fate has its time, it will come when it should, don't force it when it's not meant to be."
"Heavenly Secret surely depends on fate, it seems I'm not entering Dragon Chant Temple."
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The fourth update is still being written. Bro, you can check it when you wake up tomorrow.