Chapter 692 - 378: Command Token

The Dark Communication Secret Spell instantly froze Non-Birth’s attack. For a moment, it was as if time had stopped. Though it lasted only an instant, Yang An seized the opportunity to punch a hole straight through Non-Birth’s chest.

A mouthful of blood spewed from Non-Birth’s mouth. At the same time, countless rays of light shot out from Yang An, instantly enveloping Non-Birth. A brilliant flash erupted from within Non-Birth’s body, blasting his flesh and blood to dust.

This was the same Non-Birth whose clone alone had once been enough to leave him breathless. Now, meeting again, he was as weak as a child.

Times had changed. Even Non-Birth himself probably never imagined that the Yang An of today would be this terrifying.

Thirty Flow was still watching from the air. In a flash, Non-Birth had been pulverized, leaving him with a sense of unreality.

Too fast! It was simply too fast!

’Can he now kill an Insect Dao as easily as slaughtering a chicken?’

A chill ran down Thirty Flow’s spine. ’How could I ever compete with someone this powerful? I’d better just stick to dealing with the others.’

With that thought, Thirty Flow stopped standing around and instantly charged toward the members of the Golden Soul Sect.

"Be careful. He’s not dead yet."

Just then, Bow Lady’s reminder came to Yang An’s ears.

Yang An nodded, his perception instantly spreading out to search for Non-Birth’s aura.

He had also guessed that the man wasn’t dead. If he were, the Command Token should have appeared.

But as strong as this guy was, he couldn’t compare to Hai Shu, who had merged with numerous Insect Daos. If it weren’t for the many people from the Golden Thread Pavilion present, Yang An would have just used a large-scale technique to crush Non-Birth quickly.

Suddenly, a series of screams erupted from the crowd in the distance. Hundreds of people, from both the Golden Thread Pavilion and the Golden Soul Sect, collapsed to the ground.

Their life force rapidly drained away. In the blink of an eye after hitting the ground, they turned from living people into desiccated corpses, which then quickly decayed and withered.

A mass of vegetation burst from the ground, stained with blood and tangled together to form a monster.

The monster was dozens of feet tall, covered in a profusion of roots and tendrils. A cavity was hollowed out in its stomach, and inside sat a lifelike statue.

The statue was not of Non-Birth, but of a weather-beaten old woman. Three bright lamps rested on her head and shoulders. Her eyes were shut, but on her forehead were three translucent, crystalline objects that emanated the aura of the Power of Rules.

The Mother of Non-Birth!

This was likely the false deity the Golden Soul Sect had always worshipped, not the literal mother of the Sect Leader, Non-Birth.

"Mother of Non-Birth, grant me paradise!"

Non-Birth’s chant echoed from the monster’s mouth like a demonic incantation. The moment he appeared in this new body, all the Golden Soul Sect Cultivators went berserk and charged toward the monster.

Roots and tendrils shot out from the monster, piercing through the Cultivators and skewering them one after another.

The Cultivators’ faces were filled with blissful smiles, but in the blink of an eye, they were absorbed by the roots, turning into withered corpses that decayed. Streams of power flowed directly into the monster’s body, causing its aura to grow stronger and stronger.

’He’s using this trick again?’

Yang An’s eyebrow twitched. With Hai Shu setting such a precedent, Non-Birth’s methods seemed incredibly crude in comparison.

Before he entered Great Virtue Temple, Hai Shu had already devoured numerous Insect Daos, and he had been powerless to stop it.

But Non-Birth was being far too brazen. How could Yang An just stand by and watch him use this trick right in front of him?

"Golden Sun! Starlight!"

Yang An pointed a finger, detonating the Power of Rules he had left behind when he shattered Non-Birth’s body.

Points of light flickered once more inside the monster’s body. A flash erupted from within, interrupting its movements.

Non-Birth let out a roar of agony. Countless roots rose from the light and rained down upon Yang An.

But Yang An transformed into a streak of light, weaving through the dense barrage of attacks and instantly appearing before the monster.

At that very moment, the Forbidden Artifact on the Mother of Non-Birth’s forehead suddenly flared. A surge of the Power of Rules was about to be unleashed, but Yang An was a step ahead. He unfurled the Spiritual Light Net, completely enveloping the monster.

"Die!"

The power of the Golden Sun surged along the countless threads of the Spiritual Light Net, pouring into the monster’s body. An intense pillar of light shot into the sky, so powerful it even erased the clouds ten thousand meters above.

Within the light, Non-Birth—who hadn’t yet absorbed much power—twisted and contorted. His body rapidly disintegrated. It was too late to activate the Power of Rules; he met a bitter end.

The brilliant light forced everyone present to shut their eyes. Faced with this pure, terrifying power, they all instinctively retreated.

And in a place no one could see, Yang An took the Command Token that belonged to the Golden Soul Sect.

This finally confirmed that Non-Birth was truly dead. Yang An hadn’t given him a chance to unleash the Power of Rules. No matter how great one’s power, if it couldn’t be used against such methods, there was only one outcome: death.

This was all combat experience that Yang An had learned step-by-step. An Insect Dao that couldn’t unleash its Power of Rules, no matter how strong, made little difference to him. It was merely a question of dying sooner or later.

Unlike the Command Token from Great Virtue Temple, the one he obtained from Non-Birth’s body looked like a Talisman formed from thousands of interwoven strands of hair.

The two Command Tokens were made of the exact same material. Yang An also received feedback from an information box, confirming that this was indeed a Command Token.

The Command Token from Great Virtue Temple was called Right Ear, while the Golden Soul Sect’s Command Token was called Qian Chan.