Volume Three: Ten Directions Dao Intent Chapter 94: Hero

“Damn it, can you move any faster? Have you not eaten, or have you wasted all your energy on women?” Seeing the last few men lagging behind, he kicked them without the slightest mercy.

The burly men, who had rolled several times on the ground, sprang up at once and charged forward.

Inside, they were guessing whether this Lord Demon had come to his monthly temper, because he was suddenly so ruthless.

By now, everyone had already tasted the benefits, and none of them were willing to leave. Especially each day they saw the envious looks of the veteran members—it was damn satisfying.

“If you can’t reach the summit before noon, everyone’s load will be doubled.”

Damn.

Qin Yang, on the other hand, had a soldier drive the vehicle while he sat in the car, sipping red wine and smoking a cigarette, a sight that made the others grind their teeth in resentment.

They had never seen such an unruly instructor.

His mind, however, had already drifted far away. The moment he stepped out of the alchemy chamber, that presence had locked onto him once again.

He knew without doubt that it was that old fool, Ying Xiong.

Now that he had comprehended so many dao intents and had all of them reinforcing his strength, he might not be able to kill that man, but escaping would be more than enough. Still, he preferred to keep everything under his control.

A cold smile played on his lips. There was still a month and a half left.

Everything should still be on time.

Being an instructor was no easy task, but being an instructor who was hated by everyone was rather interesting. Each day, he wrung every last bit of strength from them, then had them soak in medicinal baths.

Their physical condition was improving by the day, and all of them were burning with excitement.

At this point, they could hardly wait for Qin Yang to add even more training.

Unfortunately, after waiting two straight days, Qin Yang did not increase their workload by even a hair.

It was not that Qin Yang did not want to. Increasing it further would have been meaningless at this point. He was now preparing to bring out his final trump card.

Atop the mountain, Leng Qianyou looked at Qin Yang. “Have you made up your mind?”

“Yes. I still have no clue when it comes to the dao intent of yin and yang. If I keep waiting, who knows when I’ll ever comprehend it? My heart is craving a battle.”

“And if you lose?”

Leng Qianyou asked again, but Qin Yang said nothing.

In his eyes burned a blaze of fire, within which lurked a terrifying will to fight.

A high-level Profound Realm expert. He really had never killed one before.

The next day, two helicopters carried everyone away from the base.

The Blazing Flame Mountain Range.

Netherworld Gorge. This was the place Leng Qianyou had told him about, and he had chosen it as the site of their trial.

Although this place was exceedingly dangerous, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant. Training here would yield twice the result with half the effort.

Twenty-two people stood at the mouth of Netherworld Gorge, and as gusts of chilling wind swept out, everyone shivered.

Leng Qianyou was the exception. She had comprehended the dao intent of the Netherworld, so this place was nothing short of delightful to her.

Using the dao intent of fire, he set up numerous Blaze-Severing Formations and Spirit Gathering Formations, then tossed them in one by one. Leng Qianyou stayed behind to keep watch and prevent any accidents.

As she walked away, faint ripples flashed through Leng Qianyou’s icy eyes.

“Stay alive.”

He nodded heavily and continued down the mountain. In the distance, a black shadow was drawing nearer and nearer.

“Hahaha! It’s true what they say: after much searching through iron shoes, you find nothing, and in the end, it all comes effortlessly. You even chose such a hidden place for yourself—this is practically asking for death!” Seeing that Qin Yang had nowhere to run, Ying Xiong slowed his steps and laughed.

“I really do wonder,” Qin Yang said, “how a man of your character can remain in the Dragon Squad. You’re nothing but an embarrassment to it. Do you even know that?”

At those words, Ying Xiong’s expression turned cold at once. “Ignorant brat, what do you know? I’ll give you two choices: hand over the cultivation art that strengthens your power, or die.”

Qin Yang paid him no mind. He lit a cigarette and took a leisurely drag. “Old fool, do you know this? Back in West Mountain, plenty of people wanted my cultivation art. Even after I returned to Habor City, many still came after me. Do you know where they are now?”

“They’re all underground.”

With those words, the air around them instantly grew razor-sharp. The meaning could not have been clearer: everyone who had come to seize his cultivation art was dead now.

During this time, Ying Xiong had not been idle either. He had thoroughly investigated Qin Yang’s background. Indeed, the young man was formidable—able to crush Dao Entry Realm experts without breaking a sweat. But to deal with a Profound Realm expert, and one at the advanced stage at that, if he still could not suppress this brat, then all these years of cultivation would have been for nothing.

“Insolent fool.”

What Ying Xiong had comprehended was the dao intent of wood, forming a unique domain of vines. Within his own domain, his power was at its peak.

Countless vines surged toward Qin Yang.

“Good. The last fight wasn’t nearly enough. Let’s see whether you can surprise me this time.”

Whoosh!

Countless vines pierced straight through Qin Yang’s body, and his figure gradually faded away. Ying Xiong’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and joy flooded his face.

Qin Yang clearly possessed a great secret. With so many high-level cultivation arts, if he could get his hands on them, he would become utterly unrestrained.

His body appeared in midair, and the Starfall Blade erupted instantly. The first stance of the Thunderblade Scripture exploded forth at once, unleashing a terrifying thunderous might that spread in all directions.

Powerful beasts fled far away, while the weaker ones crouched on the ground trembling, their eyes filled with confusion and fear.

“Again with this move? Is this brat just a man with three tricks? If that’s all he has, then how dull.”

“Old bastard, since you want excitement, I’ll oblige you.”

Before the first blade strike had even fully fallen, the second was already gathering force.

Countless bolts of lightning flashed in the air like silver serpents dancing wildly.

The surrounding area was completely covered by thunder, and as Qin Yang stepped forward, every silver serpent moved with him.

“Slash!”

The two blade lights met in midair and transformed into a massive thunder dragon, surging toward Ying Xiong to devour him whole.

“With this level of strength, you’re still not enough. Show me that cultivation art of yours which boosts your power.”

After saying that, Ying Xiong sent countless vines stabbing toward the thunder dragon, instantly drilling it full of holes like a sieve.

Qin Yang’s expression turned grave. His clothes whipped wildly in the gale.

Ying Xiong’s strength had actually grown again.

Grinding his teeth, Qin Yang unleashed his Tyrannical Demon Body, and his aura began to surge explosively.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth swarmed into his body. His entire frame seemed to swell by a full size, his eyes gleaming brightly as he lunged forward.

Eight dao intents swirled around him, making every move he made feel terrifying beyond measure. This was the first time he had ever unleashed the combined power of all eight dao intents.

The sharp blade aura immediately plunged the surroundings into chaos.

Seeing this, Ying Xiong’s eyes contracted violently. From his investigation, he knew Qin Yang possessed an Enlightenment Pill. If he could obtain it for his son, then the Ying family would produce yet another peerless genius.

At the same time, a murderous resolve rose in his heart. Throughout the entire ancient martial world, he had never heard of anyone comprehending so many dao intents—not even those so-called Four Prodigies.

If he allowed this man to grow, it would be the end of him, and the end of the Ying family.

No matter what, he had to kill him.

If the roots are not cut, trouble will remain for years to come.

“Hahaha! Such a monstrous genius, and I have never killed one before. I wonder what it will feel like once I do.”