Chapter 420: Chapter 415: Ten Thousand Beasts Scripture, You’ve Hidden Yourself So Deeply
The Myriad Beasts Dao’s *Ten Thousand Beasts Scripture* focused on the physical body, which underwent multiple rounds of Tempering during the cultivation process.
Each time a Ten Thousand Beasts True Soul was fused, the body would grow stronger. Though the process was fraught with peril, the potential was immense. Cultivated to its peak, one could sanctify the flesh, achieving a level of Qi and Blood and Essence Qi that far surpassed other Martial Saints.
Baili Star’s spiritual problems weren’t just due to his disfigurement; cultivating the *Ten Thousand Beasts Scripture* had also caused his spirit to become unstable.
That was why he was searching for the Nether Beast Ancient Insect. Finding it would solve his spiritual issues, cause his Spiritual Power to skyrocket, and eliminate the spiritual bottleneck to the Cleansing Marrow Grandmaster Realm. It was a single leap to the heavens.
Otherwise, tempering his spirit alone would take a very long time, involving various Visualizations and fusions—a highly dangerous prospect in his current state.
However, all those problems were about to be solved. He just had to kill this old geezer who was courting death, and he could enjoy the fruits of his labor.
’So juicy and sweet.’
"Die!"
A cold glint flashed in Baili Star’s eyes as his aura intensified. He would not retreat.
Empowered by the Hundred Beasts Martial Seal, his entire body grew stronger.
He would pulp the old man before him with a single punch and show him the magnitude of the gap between them.
To call it a world of difference would be no exaggeration.
He would make the man regret his actions today. He would make him regret, even in death, why he chose to stay instead of hiding far, far away.
If he had hidden, he might have died a little later. But now? Now, he could just go and die!
The ferocious force of his fist seemed to shatter the very air. As he punched, it created a powerful sonic boom, as if space itself couldn’t bear the strain.
Sword Intent surged from Yang Chan’s body. At the same instant, the Tiger Capturing and Dragon Catching Martial Seal empowered him. Combining the two, he slashed out with his sword.
"BOOM!"
The ground where the two stood caved in, the collapse spreading outward in all directions.
The aftershocks of the battle rippled continuously.
This was a clash between masters of the Inner Refining of the Five Viscera, a truly shocking sight. Had it taken place within the Cyan Yuan Sect, the impact would have been even greater.
Yang Chan hadn’t initially planned to intervene. After driving the Taiyin Saintess out of the Cyan Yuan Sect, he had intended to leave. But then he sensed an unfamiliar Inner Master’s aura in pursuit, forcing him into Concealing his Breath and hiding in the shadows.
He never expected this person would try to attack the Cyan Yuan Sect. That crossed Yang Chan’s bottom line.
His current plan was to develop in obscurity within the Cyan Yuan Sect for a few more years before heading to the Merak Sacred Land. Everything was already mapped out, but he hadn’t counted on someone showing up to ruin it.
If the Cyan Yuan Sect were destroyed, how would he get his Alchemy Materials? Such a good channel would vanish—a devastating loss for him. Then there was the Merak Sacred Land, a stable path for advancement. The subsequent parts of his Cultivation Method were all within the Merak Sacred Land; how could he possibly give that up?
Anyone trying to destroy the Cyan Yuan Sect at this moment was his mortal enemy. If the situation had been hopeless, he would have hidden and found another way.
But since his opponent was also at the Inner Refining of the Five Viscera realm—and not even at its peak—he certainly wasn’t going to abandon the Cyan Yuan Sect.
Moreover, Yang Chan decided to borrow the idea Baili Star had just mentioned: destroy the Cyan Yuan Sect and frame the Taiyin Demon Sect.
The death of Baili Star of the Myriad Beasts Dao at the hands of the Taiyin Saintess of the Taiyin Demon Sect was perfectly plausible, and it would allow the Cyan Yuan Sect to escape involvement.
This charade wouldn’t have to last long—two or three years would be enough. By then, he would be on his way to the Merak Sacred Land, where his Combat Power would be far greater than it was in the Cyan Yuan Sect. In a way, this was a rather good outcome.
Right now, as Yang Chan looked at Baili Star, he saw a man who was already courting death. Leaving him alive would be a huge liability, a threat to his peaceful life.
The Cyan Yuan Sect could not fall. Not yet.
"I didn’t expect you to have some skill, but that’s as far as you go!"
Baili Star was somewhat surprised that this "Gu An" could take his blow.
The unique aura of the Flood Dragon Demon Martial Seal on his opponent only solidified his belief about the man’s identity. But unlike Gu An, he still had tricks up his sleeve.
"You..."
"Despicable!"
As Baili Star spoke, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He tried to shift his position, but a sudden coldness pierced his temple, and he knew what had happened.
’A Hidden Weapon!’
He didn’t know how Yang Chan had concealed the weapon’s presence and bypassed his sense of danger, but it was too late now.
The Hidden Weapon that shot into his temple quickly penetrated his skull and released an extremely violent poison, throwing his thoughts into chaos.
Even while fighting this person with all his strength, he had been extremely cautious, constantly monitoring his surroundings. He knew someone might be drawn by the commotion, perhaps even hoping to be the fisherman who profits.
Naturally, he wouldn’t let that happen. Yet even with all his vigilance, he had fallen into a trap.
To this moment, he couldn’t understand how things had come to this.
He had prepared so many methods to kill the old geezer in one fell swoop, yet he was the one who had been hit.
"You’re quite impressive. So, go die."
"Sword Momentum, suppress!"
Yang Chan watched as Baili Star’s aura weakened. A poisoned Flying Needle through the skull was almost certainly fatal, but he was a cautious man and decided to add another blow.
His Sword Momentum, which he had held in reserve, enveloped Baili Star.
"Sword Momentum... I can’t believe you’ve reached this stage. You’ve hidden your strength so well..."
Baili Star felt his body lock up. He couldn’t even move to take out an Elixir to prolong his life. Terror flashed in his eyes.
This man had been fighting him without ever using his Sword Momentum, merely toying with him using Sword Intent.
’He’s nothing special,’ he had thought.
It seemed he had been far too naive.
"Sever!"
Yang Chan wasted no more words.
He knew all too well that villains often die for talking too much. When you have the upper hand, be decisive.
A flash of Sword Light, and a head, its face filled with indignation, flew into the air, its eyes catching a final glimpse of its own body.
"STAB!"
After the beheading, Yang Chan didn’t sheathe his sword. Instead, he thrust it into Baili Star’s chest, destroying the heart.
Losing one’s head was almost always fatal, but he preferred a more surefire method, one that would utterly extinguish any spark of life.
"WHOOSH!"
After seeing the body fall to the ground, Yang Chan took out the Corpse Rot Powder stored in his Profound Yin Hanging Bead and poured it directly onto Baili Star’s corpse and severed head. Amid plumes of white smoke, Baili Star’s body vanished.
Only a damaged Treasure Armor remained, along with a scroll that had fallen from the corpse. It was made of something that resembled human skin—otherwise, it would have been dissolved into nothing by the Corpse Rot Powder.
Yang Chan’s gloved hand did not touch it directly. Instead, he picked up a nearby branch and used it to unroll the scroll. He was somewhat surprised to see the four large words written on it: *Ten Thousand Beasts Scripture*.
This was the legacy Cultivation Technique of the Myriad Beasts Dao. He hadn’t expected Baili Star to be carrying it on his person.
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