163: Dragon Slaying Plan

No anger! No accusations! No sorrow!

There was only!

Just a suffocating numbness and the sorrow of feeling for one's own kind!

Could even the purest bond between a Revered Master and their Natal beast become a sacrifice to the Dao?!

Then!

What did the Dao that their Beast Taming Sect had upheld for thousands of years actually amount to?!

Crack!

Crack!

Just as those tens of thousands of Disciples were on the verge of a Dao Heart collapse due to this cruel scene that overturned their worldview!

High above in the Nine Heavens, originally covered in dark clouds!

The terrifying thunderclouds that had destroyed Immortal Master Jinyun and the Crimson Spirit Eagle were slowly... dissipating!

Boom!

The next moment!

A stream of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, pure to the extreme, transformed into a holy golden pillar of light!

It descended with a roar!

That was a gift from the Heavenly Dao!

The golden pillar of light landed squarely, enveloping Immortal Master Chiyun, who was already on the verge of death and barely human in appearance!

Hum!

Immortal Master Chiyun's charred Physical Body, which had been on the brink of shattering, was actually healing at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye under the baptism of this gift from heaven and earth!

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound suddenly rang out from within his Dantian and Qi Sea!

That Golden Core, which had been covered in cracks, suddenly exploded!

Shattering the Core to form the Nascent Soul!

Boom!

A vast pressure, more than ten times more terrifying than when he was at the Golden Core Peak, suddenly swept out from Immortal Master Chiyun's body!

Nascent Soul!

A Nascent Soul giant!

He had sacrificed his Natal beast to successfully pass the Lightning Tribulation! He had achieved the long-awaited Nascent Soul Realm!

Dead silence!

It remained deathly silent!

The tens of thousands of Beast Taming Sect Disciples stared blankly at the new figure bathed in golden light, whose aura was climbing steadily, saying not a word!

This should have been a joyous occasion for the entire Sect to celebrate!

Yet, at this moment, it appeared so ironic and bloody!

"Sigh."

A complex sigh echoed faintly from in front of the Sect Masters Great Hall.

Shangguan Yun slowly straightened her petite body.

Her stunning face, which had been drained of all color, had already returned to its calm, like an ancient well.

Her cold, melodious female voice, amplified by spiritual power, slowly echoed in the ears of every Beast Taming Sect Disciple:

"Congratulations to Immortal Master Chiyun for breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"From this day forward, Immortal Master Chiyun shall be the Grand Elder of Chiyun Peak in our Beast Taming Sect!"

"As for the Crimson Spirit Eagle that fell while protecting its Revered Master!" Shangguan Yun's cold voice paused slightly.

"— — Give it a grand burial!"

"Its descendants shall be designated as the Sacred Beast of Chiyun Peak for generations to come!"

"They shall be supported by our Beast Taming Sect forever!!!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken!

The tens of thousands of dazed and numb Disciples felt their empty eyes suddenly tremble!

They subconsciously raised their heavy heads!

Grand Elder, grand burial, Sacred Beast, supported for generations...

Is this the attitude the Sect has shown?!

High in the sky.

Immortal Master Chiyun, who had been bathed in golden light with a solemn appearance, slowly opened his aged eyes that had been closed for a long time!

There was not a shred of joy in them! Not a shred of excitement!

There was only! Endless vicissitudes! And an inconsolable grief!

He listened quietly to the cold decree.

He slowly turned his reborn body!

Towards the direction of the Sect Masters Great Hall, towards that petite figure, he bowed his Nascent Soul waist deeply!

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

That hoarse, aged voice echoed for a long time between heaven and earth!

Meanwhile.

Three Seas City.

In that underground cave hidden by Jia Wenmo with a supreme Formation.

The cold, dead, and tyrannical aura almost completely froze the earth veins within a hundred miles!

In the deepest part of the cave, within that dark abyss of Devilish Qi.

A pair of scarlet vertical pupils, larger than lanterns, suddenly opened!

"Jia — — Wen — — mo — —!"

That hoarse, tyrannical roar, as if the very Soul were grating against something, resounded through the entire underground palace!

"Where is my sacrifice?!"

"I have waited too long!"

"Where exactly is that one-in-a-million Yin Spirit Body?!"

Rumble!

As the terrifying dragon roar sounded, a Primordial Black Dragon that blotted out the sky slowly poked its hideous dragon head out from the abyss of Devilish Qi!

Its aura was as vast as an abyss!

It had clearly long since surpassed the shackles of the Nascent Soul! It had reached the legendary — — Spirit Transformation Realm!

It was a pity, though,

that its dragon body, which should have been indestructible, was now covered in hideous wounds, and countless profound golden runic chains pierced through its shoulder blades, suppressing it firmly in the deepest part of this abyss!

It was none other than the Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse of the Yin Spirit Clan!

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

A calm, indifferent voice rang out slowly.

Jia Wenmo's scholarly figure, dressed in embroidered robes, appeared silently at the edge of the abyss.

He looked down at the tyrannical Black Dragon, a trace of faint mockery flashing in his eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

"Did I not already tell you?"

"I will naturally capture that Yin Spirit Body for you!"

"You only need to wait with peace of mind and open the passage between the two worlds for me!"

Peace of mind?! Wait?!

"Jia Wenmo! Do you take me for a three-year-old child?!"

The Black Dragon's tyrannical dragon pupils suddenly constricted, and the terrifying pressure of the Spirit Transformation Realm pressed down on Jia Wenmo without reservation!

"The billions of soldiers of my Yin Spirit Clan have already assembled outside that passage! They are just waiting to extract the Origin Yin Spirit power from within the Yin Spirit Body to blood sacrifice the common people! To completely break through that damned barrier between the two worlds! To descend upon this East Sea Region! To treat these billions of Human Race members as — — blood food!"

"You! You actually dare to make me — — wait?!"

Boom!

That terrifying Spirit Transformation Realm pressure, if it were any ordinary Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator here, would likely not even be able to last a single breath before their Divine Soul was destroyed on the spot!

However!

Jia Wenmo remained motionless!

On his scholarly face, that indifferent smile slowly faded!

In his eyes, as calm as an ancient well, a trace of icy killing intent flashed!

"I — — said be quiet!"

Hum!

As the words fell!

The billions of golden runic chains suppressing the Black Dragon suddenly flared with golden light in that instant!

Argh!

The once arrogant Spirit Transformation Realm Black Dragon let out a heart-wrenching, miserable scream without any warning!

Its massive dragon body was smashed back into the deepest part of the abyss by that golden light!

"Jia Wenmo! You actually dare to — — plot against me?!"

The Black Dragon's roar, filled with endless resentment and disbelief, drifted up from the abyss!

"Heh — —" Jia Wenmo gave a disdainful sneer.

"Plot against you? Are you even worthy?! If it weren't for the fact that we each get what we need, do you think you would still be alive now?!"

He slowly brushed away non-existent dust from his sleeve, and his cold voice rang out slowly: "It wouldn't hurt to tell you the truth! The Fire Guard I sent to capture the Yin Spirit Body — — has fallen!"

What?!

The Black Dragon's tyrannical aura suddenly stalled!

Fal-fallen?! A Late Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse actually fell?! How is that possible?!

"Hmph!" A trace of deep confusion flashed in Jia Wenmo's icy eyes!

This was also the part he couldn't figure out!

Ancestor Jin Huo of the Beast Taming Sect had long since passed away! And Wan Jian of the Myriad Spirits Manor had long since been severely injured by his own hand!

Logically speaking. Looking at this entire East Sea Region. There shouldn't be anyone left who could threaten the Fire Guard's life, right?!

Could it be?

"Heh heh heh — —" The Black Dragon's cold, strange laughter rang out slowly.

"Jia Wenmo. For all your calculations, I fear you've missed one point."

The Beast Taming Sect is, after all, a behemoth that has passed down its Legacy in this East Sea Region for tens of thousands of years! Who knows what unknown — — foundation they might still be hiding?!

"Foundation?" Jia Wenmo's icy eyes suddenly narrowed!

The Black Dragon's words reminded him!

A long night brings many dreams!

Since this East Sea Region still hides variables that even I cannot see through. A fierce killing intent suddenly flashed across Jia Wenmo's scholarly face!

Then I will personally!

Eradicate all these variables — — completely!

"Since I can't capture them! Then I will invite them to come — — themselves!"

Jia Wenmo turned around abruptly!

His cold voice resounded through the entire underground cave!

— — Decapitation Plan!

I want to personally kill the Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect — — Shangguan Jing!

Kill the — — True Lord Jian Chen of the Myriad Spirits Manor!

As long as these two last Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the East Sea Region — — are dead!

Then the Myriad Spirits Manor will only have a half-crippled Wan Jian left!

And the Beast Taming Sect will only have a newly promoted Nascent Soul who only managed to advance after sacrificing their Natal beast!

By then!

In this vast East Sea Region, who else can stop — — us?!

Heh heh heh heh!

The Black Dragon's tyrannical, wild laughter rang out again!

"Good! Good! Good!"

A fine Decapitation Plan!

"Jia Wenmo! I agree!"

Although I am severely injured and my combat power is less than one-tenth of my prime!

My cultivation is, after all, the real deal — — Spirit Transformation Realm! Early Stage!

I have full — — confidence in slaughtering two mere Late Nascent Soul Stage ants!

"Hahahaha!!" Jia Wenmo also laughed wildly at the sky!

He no longer hesitated in the slightest!

Immediately!

He flicked his sleeves!

Two Communication Jade Talismans burning with black flames tore through the Void Realm!

And vanished directly into the horizon!

"Someone! Convey my decree!"

Say — — that I have discovered the — — traces of the Yin Spirit Clan's severely injured Spirit Transformation Realm Black Dragon!

I cordially invite Sect Master Shangguan Jing of the Beast Taming Sect!

And True Lord Jian Chen of the Myriad Spirits Manor!

To come to my Three Seas City immediately to discuss the — — Dragon Slaying! Grand Plan!

In the blink of an eye!

Three days later!

Beast Taming Sect.

Sect Masters Great Hall!

Shangguan Jing's wise eyes stared fixedly at the black Jade Slip floating before him!

Yin Spirit Clan "Spirit Transformation Realm Black Dragon severely injured? Jia Wenmo slaying the dragon?"

Heh — — A trace of deep gravity flashed across Shangguan Jing's dignified face!

He knew very well!

Why the Fire Guard had fallen!

He was also crystal clear about the Yin Spirit Clan's conspiracy!

This person Jia Wenmo is absolutely not to be trusted!

But — — a severely injured Spirit Transformation Realm Black Dragon.

A terrifying light flashed in Shangguan Jing's wise eyes!

This is both a — — monstrous death trap capable of completely burying the entire East Sea Region!

And a once-in-a-thousand-years — — supreme Opportunity!

If one could take this Opportunity to completely eliminate that Black Dragon!

That would not only be removing a future threat!

It would also be a massive — — fortune!

To gamble or not to gamble?!

Shangguan Jing fell silent!

After a long while!

A trace of determination flashed in his heavy eyes!

"Someone! — — Go invite Grand Elder Chiyun to come and deliberate!"

A moment later!

Immortal Master Chiyun's figure, with a stable aura, appeared in the hall.

"Sect Master!"

Shangguan Jing did not waste any more words and handed the black Jade Slip over directly!

Immortal Master Chiyun took the Jade Slip and scanned it with his Divine Sense!

Boom!

His newly promoted Nascent Soul aura surged violently!

Yin Spirit Clan! Spirit Transformation Realm! Black Dragon! Sect Master! This, this, this must absolutely not be attended!

This Jia Wenmo's wolfish ambition is clear for all to see!

This is definitely a Hongmen Banquet!

Immortal Master Chiyun naturally also knew of this heaven-shaking conspiracy!

He wanted to stop him without even thinking!

"Heh — —" Shangguan Jing gave a light laugh!

He slowly stood up!

"Senior Brother! I know this is a Hongmen Banquet! I know even better that this trip is nine deaths and one life! But if I do not go! If Fellow Daoist Jian Chen does not go either!"

"Then how can you and I watch idly as that Spirit Transformation Realm Black Dragon completely recovers from its injuries with Jia Wenmo's help?!"

By then!

Let alone my Beast Taming Sect!

I fear the entire East Sea Region will be plunged into misery!

Immortal Master Chiyun was instantly rendered speechless!

He also could not refute it!

Shangguan Jing took a deep breath!

A trace of determination flashed in his wise eyes!

"Senior Brother! After I leave! All the myriad trivial matters of this Beast Taming Sect will be entrusted to you! And also — —" His voice paused slightly!

"The — — offspring left behind by Ancestor Jin Huo before he passed away! That little Yu Ni Beast, I ask Senior Brother to please, please — — protect it well!"

Upon hearing this, Immortal Master Chiyun!

His aged body trembled violently!

He stared fixedly at Shangguan Jing!

He knew!

This was already entrusting his final affairs!

After a long while!

Immortal Master Chiyun slowly closed his aged eyes!

When he opened them again!

They were filled with determination!

"Go with peace of mind!"

"Chiyun will definitely not fail the Sect Master's — — entrustment!"

Good!

Shangguan Jing laughed loudly at the sky!

There was no longer a shred of hesitation!

He stepped out of the Sect Master's Great Hall abruptly!

Hum!

A heaven-shaking bull bellow resounded through the clouds!

A terrifying — — Bull Demon, whose whole body radiated five-colored divine light of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, quietly appeared beneath his feet!

Five Elements Bull Demon!

Shangguan Jing's original — — Natal beast!

Go!

Shangguan Jing flicked his long sleeves!

One man and one bull!

Immediately transformed into a five-colored stream of light!

They tore directly through the protective mountain Formation!

And shot towards the distant Three Seas City!

Meanwhile, inside the Myriad Spirits Manor.

The mist of the Myriad Spirits Manor still held the chill of early morning, winding in wisps around the blue-grey palace eaves, shrouding the entire manor in a hazy atmosphere.

True Lord Jian Chen stood on the stone steps of the Star Gazing Terrace, the Communication Jade Talisman pinched between his fingertips continuously emitting a faint spiritual light. The spiritual power fluctuations wrapped within that light could be clearly felt as anxious, even from a thousand miles away.

His knuckles gripping the Jade Talisman turned slightly white, and the hem of his dark robe was gently blown by the mountain's morning breeze, sweeping across the fine frost condensed on the stone steps, leaving shallow marks.

"Black Dragon traces..." Jian Chen murmured in a low voice, his brows slightly furrowed.

He naturally knew about the Black Dragon.

Back then, he and several other powerhouses, including his Revered Master Wan Jian, True Lord Sanhai, and Ancestor Jin Huo of the Beast Taming Sect, had joined forces, spending several days of grueling effort to barely severely injure the Black Dragon and force it to flee and hide its tracks.

He did not expect that Jia Wenmo had now actually found its tracks.

He no longer hesitated, turned around, and walked quickly towards his Revered Master Wan Jian's quiet cultivation hall.

On both sides of the stone path along the way, every few zhang stood a rusty ancient sword. These were the swords of the predecessors of the Myriad Spirits Manor; although the blades had lost their former sharpness, they still exuded a stern Sword Intent, guarding the peace of the manor.

Upon arriving outside the quiet cultivation hall, the hall door was ajar, and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted from inside, mixed with the unique scent of burning pine needles, making one involuntarily calm down.

Jian Chen gently pushed open the hall door, only to see Wan Jian sitting on the meditation cushion in front of the desk, eyes closed and regulating his breath.