136: Many True Teachings: Where did the Half-Step Dao Foundation come from? ? ?

The sky was high and the clouds wide, and the autumn air was crisp and refreshing.

Amidst the vast yellow sand, a Nine-Grade Spirit Beast, covered in injuries, was traversing the Gobi Desert.

The True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect on its back lay sprawled like a dead dog.

His back was charred, clearly indicating injuries from a battle.

It was previously mentioned that Shen Li had given out longevity pills, which incited many True Inheritors of Immortal Sects to fight.

It seemed that after several days of countless battles, the fighting was nearing its end.

Evidently, this True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect was not strong in combat and had fallen behind.

A chaotic fire-attributed Spiritual Qi raged within him, unable to be suppressed for a long time!

The True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect gritted his teeth and said,

“That damn Yang Dingtian, he said he wouldn't use his trump cards, but for that longevity pill, he must have unleashed his hidden cards. Who knew that dog had a heaven and earth treasure, a strange fire, on him?”

“That Turning Wheel Fire is so overbearing, secretly eroding the Physical Body’s Foundation… utterly insidious!”

“No wonder he was so confident in saying he could take on eight people at once!”

“Alas, it was all for naught. I didn’t get the longevity pill, and I can’t touch the treasures inside Yanmo Mountain. What was I hoping to gain?”

The True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect shook his head. He planned to find a place to enter seclusion and wait for the Grand Ceremony to arrive.

He couldn't fight anymore.

Fortunately, the Yellow Sand Plains was vast enough, with plenty of places.

As for this narrow defeat in battle… he felt it was within expectations.

Qi Refining battles were all minor affairs, where everyone needed to connect with magical arts, influenced by the great forces of Heaven and Earth and the environment, unable to unleash the Cultivator’s true strength.

Only after achieving Dao Foundation could the true power of combat be displayed!

If Yang Dingtian achieved Dao Foundation, his combat strength would certainly be formidable. However, if he himself achieved Dao Foundation, he would be able to choose and contract an Eight-Grade or even Seven-Grade ancient desolate beast with ancient Bloodline within his Sect.

At that time, he wouldn't necessarily fear him!

Thinking this, his mind became much more balanced, and he continued to ride the Spirit Beast under him into the distance.

Then, a faint black dot appeared in his line of sight.

The True Inheritor of Beast Control became slightly vigilant but did not pay too much attention.

The Yellow Sand Plains was so vast, and there were so many Yao Beasts, it was not surprising that some Loose Cultivators and Cultivators would come for training!

Gradually, the two drew closer, and a figure in a black robe passed directly by him.

Everything was peaceful.

Only then did he relax!

Continuing on his way… another black dot appeared ahead.

Such a probability should be very small.

The True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect subtly frowned, then quietly shifted his trajectory.

But in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he discovered another black dot.

This time, he chose not to avoid it, but to face it directly!

The black dot grew larger and larger… Then, a figure in a black robe gradually appeared before his eyes.

Cold sweat instantly streamed down the temples of the True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

The Spirit Beast beneath him also seemed to sense its master's fear, and its temper began to become irritable and restless!

The black-robed figure drifted past him… but stopped as he passed, and asked softly,

“Fellow Daoist… why are you nervous?”

The True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect showed no emotion on his face, but asked in a deep voice,

“Who are you, and why are you following me?”

“Fellow Daoist… why are you nervous?”

“Who exactly are you?”

Crack!

The smooth sandy ground instantly transformed into a man-eating Yao Beast, fiercely biting the Nine-Grade Spirit Beast’s limbs, then dragging it into the quicksand!

The Nine-Grade Spirit Beast was roaring and roaring frantically, but could not pull its limbs out for the life of it.

The black-robed figure slightly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes like eerie, chilling ghost fire.

“Have you… been to Yanmo Mountain?”

“Hmm?”

Before the Disciple of Beast Taming Immortal Sect could utter any more nonsense, the black-robed figure’s large hand suddenly pressed down on his head.

Then, memories were continuously extracted, extracted… until his head suddenly burst open!

This True Inheritor of Beast Taming Immortal Sect died tragically before his eyes without even a single scream!

It was horrifying!

Afterward, the Nine-Grade Spirit Beast at his feet suffered a backlash, and hot blood continuously gushed from its pupils!

“Died so easily? Useless.”

A light, fleeting wind blew, leaving behind only two shriveled skins on the spot.

The bone framework propped up half of the human skin, while the abundant flesh and blood had long been completely devoured.

The human skin hanging on the bones… looked exceptionally horrifying.

The figure gradually walked away, his voice hoarse like a crow circling in the air, continuously echoing… echoing… echoing…

“Yanmo Mountain, longevity pill, numerous Immortal Sects, battle, Black Ridge City… Shen Li.”

“What a calculation to use wolves to devour tigers… Which True Inheritor could it be?”

“With the longevity pill as the lure… then this person must be holding the longevity pill, aiming for something even more precious… It remains to be seen who will gain the most from this battle.”

“…Black Ridge City?”

“Qingchi Mountain, Shen Family…”

The black robe gradually faded into the distance.

Long after, on the scorching sand, a faint heartbeat emanated from the abdomen of the human skin.

Then, the True Inheritor of Beast Control, completely naked and shrunken like a child, cut open the human skin, covered in mucus, and knelt on the ground.

He slowly opened his palm, revealing a bizarre centipede with his own human face carved on it, already in pieces.

He was covered in cold sweat and extremely weak.

His aura dropped by three layers.

He said helplessly,

“What a pity for my scapegoat centipede, alas, this was an Eight-Grade heaven and earth treasure.”

“A Half-Step Dao Foundation from the Soul-Snatching lineage, Yanmo Mountain… still has a hidden move?”

“If he senses me… he will definitely come back to kill me. I can’t escape far…”

“Black Ridge City… Black Ridge City?”

“I hope that Shen Family Immortal Seed has some tricks up his sleeve.”

Under the vast, blazing sun, another small blazing sun suddenly approached from afar, stepping on a Magical Artifact like a wind-fire wheel, holding a Low Grade Magical Artifact spear, with an arrogant smile on his face, a smile of utter satisfaction.

Yang Dingtian had just defeated the True Inheritor of Wanjian Villa, so he was the victor of this contest.

He came this time to find the True Inheritor of Beast Control, as his methods were indeed a bit underhanded, but that longevity pill was truly something he couldn't let go of.

So he came here to apologize.

Following all the way, his figure suddenly froze in mid-air, then he slightly frowned, and his expression changed.

“The aura… disappeared?”

“Did the True Inheritor of Beast Control leave using some kind of teleportation array?”

“Or did he use some method to conceal himself?”

“Or did he quickly escape with a Magical Artifact or something similar?”

“How truly strange…”

But very quickly, a familiar aura appeared around him, and his brows furrowed tightly.

“Appeared again?”

“The location of the aura is somewhat erratic…”

Yang Dingtian saw a black dot, which grew larger and larger, and a humanoid figure appeared before him.

He tentatively asked,

“Fellow Daoist? I come this time… with no ill intentions.”

The black-robed figure said nothing, only pressing closer.

Step by step, relentlessly aggressive.

How could Yang Dingtian, so proud, yield in the slightest? He frowned and said,

“Fellow Daoist, I did not come here to make an enemy of you. It’s just that I truly need this longevity pill.”

Boom!

A pillar of fire from his long spear suddenly burst forth!

Yang Dingtian attacked.

Then, with a difficult expression, he retreated.

A seemingly ordinary figure was exposed in the sunlight.

His face was pale, like a hungry ghost from Hell.

Yang Dingtian did not hesitate for a moment, pushing his Low Grade Magical Artifact to its limit! He turned and ran!

The Turning Wheel Fire continuously circled and shot out, trying to block the person.

His voice roared violently in the air… extremely noisy!

“Half-Step Dao Foundation!?!?!?”