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Chen Yang was in a predicament, his Nascent Soul floating on the Blood-Red Giant Face. To make matters worse, it seemed as if that giant face wanted to swallow his Nascent Soul into its massive mouth.
He knew that once he entered that mouth, it would be the end of him—completely and utterly, with no chance of Reincarnation.
The risks of the Nascent Soul battle were even greater than those of a Soul Battle. However, Chen Yang had one advantage: his Nascent Soul was far stronger than the nascent intelligence of the Blood Moon Current.
The Blood Moon Current instinctively sought to devour Chen Yang's Nascent Soul to strengthen itself. Yet at that moment, Chen Yang's Nascent Soul stood firm like a stubborn rock in the blood-colored Sea of Consciousness.
If there were plenty of blood food for the Blood Moon Current to consume, Chen Yang would be nothing more than an ant to it. But now, deprived of blood food, it had no way to deal with Chen Yang's Nascent Soul. Even if it had a few more blood foods, it could still refine Chen Yang's Nascent Soul.
However, the few blood foods outside seemed to be quite troublesome for it. The Blood Moon Current had already gathered a large amount of Blood Sea essence and attempted to break through the damaged Airship but was unable to do so. If this continued, there was a possibility that Chen Yang in the Sea of Consciousness could turn the tables and devour it instead.
Chen Yang's Nascent Soul was slowly growing stronger, standing between the brows of the Blood-Red Giant Face. It radiated a milky white light that clashed with the blood-red hue; this was the battle robe bestowed upon him by the Great Dao, which he never expected to use in his Nascent Soul state.
Thinking of this, Chen Yang instinctively summoned the Dual Swords granted by the Great Dao. To his surprise, with just a thought, the Dual Swords appeared in his hands.
He hadn’t anticipated that several items given to him by the Great Dao would be so powerful that he could use them even in his Nascent Soul state. Previously, he had been unable to launch effective attacks against the giant face. But now, everything had changed.
The Dual Swords left massive gashes on the surface of the Blood-Red Giant Face with just a few ordinary slashes. At this moment, the giant face's eyes had formed; from its gaze, Chen Yang could sense its fear and pain.
The Moonlight Battle Robe provided him with unparalleled defense while the Dual Swords granted him formidable offensive power. With a slight tremor in his legs, Chen Yang broke free from the Blood-Red Giant Face.
Watching it open its mouth and emit a silent roar, Chen Yang felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
When the Blood-Red Giant Face realized it could not trap this person who had previously seemed like an ant in its eyes, it became furious. How could such a trivial being inflict harm upon it? Although it was somewhat wary of the Dual Swords in Chen Yang's hands, it still launched an attack.
Meanwhile, outside, Zuo Dao and others noticed that Chen Yang had undergone a transformation. The ordinary face that one might easily forget now bore an expression of pain. The previously flamboyant Chen Yang suddenly stood still, his expression constantly shifting.
Pain, anger, unwillingness, and joy flickered across Chen Yang's face, making it hard to discern what had truly changed at that moment.
Only Zuo Dao let out a light sigh of relief. He had not revealed the functions of Chen Yang's treasures just for this moment. It wasn't that he was clairvoyant; he had merely taken precautions in advance, not expecting Chen Yang to use them so soon. If with the aid of the Soul Treasure, Chen Yang still couldn't resolve this trouble, it would indicate that he was not fit to be a follower.
It wasn't that Zuo Dao was heartless; if such a person were to follow him, they would likely fall in the days to come. At least now he could ensure their survival, but in future storms, he couldn't guarantee that everyone could live under his protection.
The Blood Sea was currently powerless to attack Zuo Dao and his group, so he redirected his attention back to Xing Kong and the others.
He didn't need to turn around to sense the hidden killing intent in Xing Kong and Xing E's eyes. However, this held no significance for him.
Although Zuo Dao had yet to form his own realm, within the light waterfall of the Airship, it was his world. Even an Immortal King couldn't do anything to him.
Only Xian Lan's demeanor was intriguing; his face showed no desires or demands. He could have easily reached Zhao Yanwu with a simple stretch of his hand but seemed to overlook him entirely.
Xing Kong and Xian Lan's ruthlessness surpassed that of ordinary people. Their lack of action didn't mean they didn't want to strike. From the moment Zuo Dao had transported them here, they had been looking for an opportunity to kill him. However, due to the ongoing threat from the Blood Sea, they couldn't be sure if they would still receive the protection of the Airship formation after eliminating their target.
They also considered using Zhao Yanwu as a hostage to coerce Zuo Dao but lacked confidence in capturing him in one fell swoop. Too many uncertainties kept them restrained.
Zuo Dao paid no mind to their thoughts and looked at Xian Lan with an expression that was almost a smile.
"It seems you are the only one among the three who is truly clear-headed. You must have been leading them before!" Zuo Dao pointed at Xing Kong and continued, "However, in my opinion, this mission would be better led by you."
Xian Lan smiled wryly at this remark. Initially, he had been arranged as the leader for this operation; however, Xing Kong's connections within the Dark Realm surpassed his own, leading to Xing Kong taking charge of the mission.
Once Xing Kong arrived at Fengming Town, he issued the Massacre Order. No matter how much Xian Lan opposed it, it proved futile. In the end, he could only command his team to stay out of it. Although he didn't understand why Xing Kong made this decision, he could see that this Massacre Order was utterly pointless and would only exacerbate tensions between the Dark Realm and itself.
This might be a game played by those in power, but the price paid afterward was something he dared not imagine. If they gained the upper hand, it would be fine; but what would happen after failure?
"I was originally in favor of a covert assassination; the Massacre Order was completely unnecessary. However, looking back, I can't shake the feeling that something was off. But that's a matter for those above me. I never believed they would change their plans based on someone's words." Xian Lan looked at Zuo Dao, perhaps harboring some resentment, and let slip a few things that should and shouldn't have been said.
"Moreover, I know that Xing Kong is not that kind of person. As for why the Massacre happened, I don't want to know. But if I had known you had become this powerful, I would have refused this mission even at the cost of punishment; it's just a pity for those brothers."
"Actually, you should know that covert assassination is the most effective method. In the Town, I wouldn't use such drastic measures." Zuo Dao remained noncommittal to Xian Lan's words, glancing in Chen Yang's direction. "As for him, it was purely an accident. If I hadn't been unwilling to act, this accident wouldn't have occurred. So all I can say is I'm sorry to your brothers."
"You're being polite; each serves their own master, and casualties are inevitable. Besides, if you didn't have the strength, I would have killed you anyway." After some time to recuperate, Xian Lan had regained most of his strength.
"That's true; no matter how much you dislike your superiors, some things still need to be done. It's a matter of principle." Xian Lan's response was not what Zuo Dao expected; he felt as if Xian Lan was like a seller waiting for a buyer.
"In this phase of One Hundred Years, after One Hundred Years, even if you want to die, I won't stop you." Zuo Dao raised a finger and waved it in front of Xian Lan.
"Why does it have to be me?" Xian Lan asked, puzzled. This was his first time hearing about such a surrender in battle.
"Does it need a reason?" Zuo Dao looked at Xian Lan with some surprise, making Xian Lan feel quite uncomfortable.
"Actually, I prefer women." After a moment of hesitation, Xian Lan suddenly blurted out.
Zuo Dao was momentarily stunned, while Zhao Yanwu burst into laughter. Xing Kong and Xing E were also taken aback by Xian Lan's statement and instinctively took a step back, casting wary glances at Zuo Dao.
"Oh come on! Boss, I'm still a newcomer with four qualities; no matter how desperate I get, I wouldn't turn to you." Zuo Dao finally understood why Xian Lan had said such things; it seemed he had given the wrong impression.
"That's good enough." Unexpectedly, upon hearing this from Zuo Dao, it seemed like a heavy stone had fallen from Xian Lan's heart, which made Zuo Dao grit his teeth in frustration.
"The Dark Realm isn't what you think it is; take him for example." Xian Lan pointed at Chen Yang. "If he follows you, perhaps the Dark Realm won't do much. But if it were me, the Dark Realm would first target you and then me."
"Actually, I'm someone who understands reason very well. Have you sold yourself or sworn an oath?" Zuo Dao understood what Xian Lan meant; Chen Yang could only be considered small fry in the Dark Realm while Xian Lan was already a captain within Golden Punishment. He certainly knew more about the affairs in the Dark Realm than Chen Yang did.
Zuo Dao's actions were akin to undermining the Dark Realm, and he was going straight for the high-ranking officials. Xing Kong and Xing E were puzzled as to why Xian Lan was engaging in so much conversation with Zuo Dao. In their memory, Xian Lan often went a month without speaking. It was certainly strange for him to be so talkative today.
Both of them felt an ominous premonition; it was highly likely that Xian Lan would follow this mysterious monk. Although they couldn't pinpoint why they felt this way, the sensation was undeniable.
"If you can help me settle matters with the Dark Realm, how about I sell you a One Hundred Years?" Xian Lan revealed the first smile they had seen since their meeting.
"Xian Lan, are you crazy? Do you know what your fate will be?" Xing Kong exclaimed in alarm.
"What could happen? If the new master can help me resolve this issue, what do I have to lose?" Xian Lan returned to his lazy tone. "You can't tell me you don't understand the true purpose of this mission. I just don't want to complicate things. Even if I go through with this, once the mission is completed and I return, I doubt I will have a good outcome."
"You..." Xing Kong was momentarily speechless by Xian Lan's words.
"Rest assured, I'm not particularly skilled, but when faced with issues, I usually reason with them until they understand. After all, I am one who wins people over with virtue," Zuo Dao glanced at Xing Kong and Xing E.
"Dezi, have you lost your mind again? It's winning people over with virtue, not one who wins people over with virtue," Zhao Yanwu interjected seriously from the side. She couldn't understand why Zuo Dao made such a mistake.
"Exactly, one who wins people over with virtue," Zuo Dao's eyes glinted coldly. "But it's all about hidden virtue."
Xing Kong and Xing E suddenly felt a chill rising from their feet.
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