Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1548 - 431: Hunyuan Taoist Sect No More!
Previously on Beast Taming Patrol...
Despite maintaining her usual poise, a sharp intake of breath escaped her at Lin Su's ruthless resolve and daring.
The ex-leader of the Hunyuan Taoist Sect stood as a mighty figure from long-forgotten eras.
Ending a life comes easy enough, yet carrying it out like this...
For the first time, it felt like she truly encountered this young disciple she scarcely knew earlier, and a pang of remorse first stirred within her.
Would it have been wiser to avoid this conflict altogether?
Should the Beast Taming faction truly gain dominance, would the Martial Path vanish for good?
Still, crossing someone of this caliber...
A strange dread abruptly welled up inside Yu Yao.
At her side, Liu Cangming stayed quiet, locked in standoff with Huan Venerate across the emptiness, holding back from any strike while gripping his sword's handle so fiercely that veins swelled on his hand's back.
A wavering light shifted in his gaze; avoiding direct stares, he tracked Lin Su's every motion from the edge of his vision.
Lin Su's name etched itself deeply into his thoughts for the initial time, stirring a trace of unease in the ever-distant Liu Cangming.
Standing against such an opponent proved downright horrifying.
Even the wildest among the trio, Ji Wupo, burst suddenly from Kun Venerate's dream realm, casting a hesitant glance toward Lin Su, the wild frenzy in his masked blood-red eyes softening a bit.
This fellow...
Bolder than even me!
Why on earth didn't he sign on with my Blood Sea Tower right from the beginning?!
A spark of respect gleamed in Ji Wupo's eyes.
The Blood Sea Tower heritage, grim by nature, unleashes total insanity in its outbursts.
Beholding Lin Su's deeds right now, Ji Wupo's hostility melted away, giving rise to a shared bond of regard.
This man, outstanding!
With the three sects' leaders reacting in such ways, no wonder their other powerhouses felt the ripple too.
As they took in the sight, a sudden wave of gratitude hit them that their own groups hadn't turned the Immortal Phoenix Sect's immortals into burial caskets.
Alongside that gratitude emerged a touch of spectator thrill amid the frenzied clash.
What rushes through the Hunyuan Taoist Sect's elites as they watch their past leader degraded so?
The Hunyuan Taoist Sect fighters opposite felt utterly numb.
With their former Sect Master shamed in this fashion, and their current leader lost to rage but blocked from acting by Ji Qinghuan, their core beliefs started crumbling.
Enemies didn't even need to clash; their inner walls had already crumbled entirely.
Bereft of any battle will, the array that surged with vast force before now looked utterly feeble.
As a result, Qi Xuandao, upheld by its aid, began showing clear signs of weakening, far less capable of slipping past Ji Qinghuan's guard.
On the flip side, Ji Qinghuan seemed more composed than ever.
The Immortal Phoenix Sect's top experts, staring in stunned silence at the unfolding drama, held their tongues, though a fiercer spark lit up in their stares!
A boundless war fervor blazed to life in their cores.
In the tides of glory and ruin, it came down to just this.
Six thuds...
Seven thuds...
Eight thuds...
Lin Su kept his features steady, hauling Zhou Lutian's skull upward with raw strength, channeling Recovery Power to pull him back from the brink of death and mend him to his prior form.
He held back for a beat, as though steadying his respiration.
Then, beneath myriad eyes locked in breathless tension, he unleashed his full might, slamming Zhou Lutian's head downward with brutal force!
"Boom!!!"
The ninth thud!
Zhou Lutian's skull and frame erupted into a spray of blood fog, vanishing entirely in the wake of this closing, unmatched dull blast!
Zhou Lutian, the once Sect Master of the Hunyuan Taoist Sect, breathed his last!
And in the empty space of his kowtows, a ghastly rift tore open from the crushing impact!
Nine, the peak numeral.
Nine kowtows, the supreme ceremony in sacred combat ways.
Back when Lin Su first entered the Immortal Phoenix Sect, five kowtows marked the extent.
But Zhou Lutian's treatment of Deer Venerate's remains demanded the full nine-prostration rite.
Such a ceremony befits only one's true parents or a savior owed endless thanks!
To Lin Su, Deer Venerate's form had granted Zhou Lutian extra years, earning that very honor!
Yet to the fully unhinged Qi Xuandao, it ranked as the deepest outrage!
"Ah!!!"
Qi Xuandao let loose a savage, animalistic bellow, his stare overflowing with deranged murder lust, enough to make the hindering Ji Qinghuan's countenance turn solemn.
Lin Su across from him pressed on without pause, though.
His palm extended, easing down onto the casket shaped from Deer Venerate's remains.
As Time’s Heart throbbed, the flow of time came crashing in with a thunderous rush!
Beneath the time power's overwhelming rush, the casket shifted fast before endless watchers, like ages unwinding in reverse, swiftly reshaping into a colossal corpse.
Deer Venerate's full remains lay there.
"Deer Venerate, please rest in peace."
Passing Deer Venerate's remains to Dragon Venerate and Turtle Venerable, Lin Su at last gripped his long spear and advanced on the bordering-on-mad Qi Xuandao.
"Master, disciple stands with you, to slay this person together!"
Amid total hush, Qi Xuandao finally took Lin Su's vicious spear through his chest, his life ebbing away.
In that closing breath of existence, the frenzy in Qi Xuandao's eyes ebbed slowly, sharpening back to reason like a dying flame flaring one last time.
Scenes from bygone days whirled past his sight like a turning light wheel.
Ages upon ages back, he had started as a fighter fueled by honor and a drive for right.
At what point had gain and craving clouded him so thoroughly?
That final question morphed into a droplet, hardening at the rim of Qi Xuandao's eye.
With his final exhale fading, his whole cultivation surged into a martial realm that detonated in a blast, shattering into myriad glowing flecks that sprinkled across all eyes before drifting off.
Qi Xuandao, Sect Master of the Hunyuan Taoist Sect, met his doom!
"Master, the leading villain is subdued, what should be done next?"
Lin Su returned his spear to its sheath, offering a cupped-hand bow.
"Please give your indication, Master!"
Ji Qinghuan drew in a steadying breath, her look sweeping evenly over the battlefield's many terror-struck faces.
Just a heartbeat earlier, those same faces had blazed with deadly hostility.
Had her disciple not descended like a celestial rescuer, she recoiled from imagining whether the Immortal Phoenix Sect would even stand now.
Standing wordless for an instant, Ji Qinghuan declared with steady calm.
"After today, there will be no more Hunyuan Taoist Sect in the Eastern Extreme Domain."
"I heed Master’s command!"
Lin Su inclined his head once more, then surged forward at the leftover Hunyuan Taoist Sect ranks.
"All who belong to the Immortal Phoenix Sect, strike with me, and rejuvenate the might of our Immortal Phoenix Sect!"
A host of shapes lifted skyward, fueled by grudge and triumph, bearing down on the ashen Hunyuan Taoist Sect foes.
"Rejuvenate the might of our Immortal Phoenix Sect!!!"
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