Chapter 3077: Itās Getting More and More Lively
Lin Moyu thought Yan Bei was doomed, of course assuming he didnāt interfere.
He naturally wouldnāt interfere. This was an internal clan struggle. What right did he, an outsider, have to interfere?
Even if he wanted to interfere, it wouldnāt be now. He could make his move after they finished fighting.
Yan Bei screamed incessantly, but he didnāt give up resisting.
He felt he could still save himself and struggled frantically.
Bang!
Blood sprayed as Yan Bei severed one of his own arms, finally throwing away the half-broken blade.
At the same time, Yan Bei let out a miserable cry.
It wasnāt just his arm that was severed, but also part of his soul.
Only by sacrificing this part of his soul could he truly throw away the broken blade.
This blade had been refined by him. To forcibly abandon it now, he had to pay a price.
It must be said, Yan Bei was very decisive.
After severing his arm, Yan Beiās aura plummeted sharply.
The severe injury to his soul almost caused his realm to drop out of eighth-level Dao Venerable.
Facing Yan Daoās ninth-level Dao Venerable soul, Yan Bei was already at a complete disadvantage.
Yan Bei quickly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. His aura rapidly recovered, his soul healed quickly, and his severed arm also regenerated simultaneously.
"Great Dao Longevity Pill!"
Lin Moyu was slightly stunned. Yan Bei actually had this kind of pill.
This pill was extremely precious even in the Third Ancestorās eyes. How could Yan Bei have it?
Yan Dao chuckled, "Not bad, you even have a Great Dao Longevity Pill. It seems youāve had quite a few fortuitous encounters."
"But all your fortuitous encounters will ultimately become this clan leaderās."
"You can die in peace. This clan leader will lead the Blazing Divine Eagle clan to become a royal clan, fulfilling your wish for you."
As he spoke, he spat out endless flames. A brilliant Fire Dao enveloped him.
Yan Bei quickly retreated, at the same time calling back the round spiked shield to block the spatial blades in front of him.
This exposed Yan Dao to the spatial blades.
The brilliant Fire Dao enveloping Yan Dao blocked the spatial blades for him.
His comprehension of the Fire Dao far surpassed Yan Beiās.
Yan Bei needed to rely on treasures to resist the spatial blades, while Yan Dao could block them with just the Fire Dao.
The combat power of a ninth-level Dao Venerable was indeed terrifying.
This also showed that in terms of the Fire Dao, the two were not comparable at all.
If Yan Bei were to use the Fire Dao to fight Yan Dao, he would have no chance of winning.
Seeing this scene, Yan Beiās face also showed a bitter expression.
Flames rushed over, crashing into the spiked shield.
The spiked shield that could block spatial blades was quickly ignited, slowly melting in the flames.
Yan Beiās expression became extremely ugly. He never imagined the gap between himself and Yan Dao would be so large.
Itās worth noting that Yan Dao only had a soul.
Yan Dao laughed softly, "No need to waste energy resisting. Youāll never know how terrifying ninth-level Dao Venerable is."
"Thereās a fundamental difference between us. Just like this dao, in front of me, you canāt even use your dao."
"Moreover, do you think after all my years of planning, you could escape just by injuring your soul?"
Yan Dao raised his hand, a ball of flame burning brightly in his palm.
This ball of flame transformed into a fire rune and flew into the Fire Dao.
Boom!
The Fire Dao also appeared around Yan Bei. This was Yan Beiās Fire Dao, obtained through his hard cultivation.
But now, this dao appeared automatically, out of his control.
Then raging flames automatically rose from the dao, enveloping Yan Bei.
It wasnāt Yan Bei using any technique. None of this was under his control.
Yan Bei screamed in the flames, his physical body and soul simultaneously being roasted.
Even though he cultivated the Fire Dao, he still couldnāt withstand these flames.
Yan Dao laughed softly, "How is it? Being roasted by your own dao, how does it feel?"
"For so many years, when you were cultivating, I would always release a trace of consciousness, fusing into your dao."
"Although it looks like itās still your dao, in fact it no longer belongs to you."
"The funny thing is, in all these years, you never discovered it. If you had discovered it a few thousand years earlier, you wouldnāt have ended up like this."
"With your abilities, what qualifications do you have to lead our clan to become a royal clan?"
Yan Bei gritted his teeth, enduring the flamesā roasting, "Such a good scheme. Why did you fake your death back then? Wasnāt your own physical body good? Why did you parasitize in a treasure?"
Yan Dao smiled, "Since you asked, this clan leader will mercifully tell you, let you die with understanding. After all, we are clansmen."
"This clan leader did indeed die back then, but only the physical body died..."
Lin Moyu had finished his melon seeds. He hugged half a large watermelon, eating slowly while pricking up his ears to listen to Yan Dao recount the root of the whole matter.
He was thoroughly enjoying this big show.
Back then, Yan Dao had indeed suffered backlash from the formation. Both his soul and physical body were severely injured.
However, he had obtained a secret technique that could transfer all the soulās injuries to the physical body.
The price was that his physical body could no longer be used.
But to save his life, he used this secret technique to survive in soul form.
But he knew that if he simply existed in soul form, he would certainly be coveted.
An eighth-level Dao Venerable soul, ah, this was a top-grade pill refining material.
Even if outsiders didnāt covet it, what about his own clansmen?
Yan Dao had to guard against not only outsiders but also his own clansmen.
So he faked his death, his soul hiding in the battle blade.
He didnāt tell anyone that he had obtained a secret technique for cultivating the soul.
But this technique had many conditions, the first of which was to abandon the physical body.
Now it was perfect. He could use this technique to cultivate.
Later, when Yan Bei succeeded as clan leader and refined the battle blade, Yan Dao made his move during the refinement.
Yan Dao probed into Yan Beiās soul, plotting against Yan Bei.
Every time Yan Bei cultivated, he would tamper with Yan Beiās Fire Dao, and part of Yan Beiās cultivation gains would belong to him.
He was already very close to ninth-level Dao Venerable. Finally, a thousand years ago, he cultivated his soul to ninth-level Dao Venerable.
Next, as long as he could obtain a suitable physical body, he could revive.
The path to ninth-level Dao Venerable was already opened. A new physical body could quickly be cultivated up.
Everything was within his plan.
Until this time, he finally made his move.
And the real reason for his move was none other than the Soul Progenitor Beasts.
He not only wanted to possess Yan Bei but also kill Lin Moyu and obtain the Soul Progenitor Beasts.
Yan Dao sneered, "Do you understand now? You can die in peace."
"Donāt think about self-destructing. Your physical body will belong to me from now on."
"Your soul, your dao, have long been under my control. You have no chance at all."
Clap clap clap!
Applause sounded. Lin Moyu applauded from the side, "What a good scheme, Clan Leader Yan Dao. For a beast race member, your wisdom can rank in the top ten."
Yan Dao chuckled, "Since you know how to speak so well, Iāll let you die quickly later."
Lin Moyu ate his watermelon, "No rush for my matter. Deal with your clan affairs first. I feel Clan Leader Yan Bei might still have a chance."
Yan Dao said disdainfully, "Heās definitely dead. Thereās no coming back."
At this moment, Yan Beiās voice sounded, "I donāt think so! If you donāt come out, Iām really going to die!"
As the words fell, a fierce wind howled out from Yan Beiās body, extinguishing the flames on him.
Light flickered within the fierce wind. Beside Yan Bei, a black-robed figure appeared.
Lin Moyu murmured to himself, "Itās getting more and more lively!"