Chapter 693 - 379: Demonic Thought

Ears and hair...

So this was the Command Token.

’Could the complete Command Token be a human head?’

Yang An had reason to be suspicious.

’If it was a human head, whose would it be?’

Those guys from the Central Continent, to seal off the Central Continent and prevent outsiders from entering, their methods were truly twisted.

With the death of Non-Birth, the Golden Soul Sect was left without a leader, and its momentum completely vanished.

Thirty Flow had joined the battlefield. The Golden Soul Sect’s overall combat strength was already inferior to the Golden Thread Pavilion’s, and now, their defeat was like a landslide.

A large number of Golden Soul Sect Cultivators had already lost the will to fight and began to flee in panic.

As for the high-ranking Insect Dao of the Golden Soul Sect, after personally witnessing their Sect Leader’s death, they no longer wanted to continue.

The weaker Insect Dao were intercepted by Thirty Flow and the other Internal Affairs Elders, either captured or killed on the spot.

As for the stronger Insect Dao, even other Insect Dao couldn’t stop them. The pursuit failed, and they could only be allowed to escape.

In this battle, the Great Virtue Temple was annihilated, and the Golden Soul Sect suffered a grievous blow, no longer able to pose a significant threat.

Watching the Golden Soul Sect Cultivators flee, Thirty Flow allowed his subordinates to give chase, killing as many as they could. Yang An had no objections.

He hadn’t recovered much of his Mana to begin with, and after killing Non-Birth, he had very little left. He couldn’t be bothered with the aftermath.

’If the Golden Thread Pavilion can’t even clean up this mess, then they’re truly useless.’

He casually returned to Hai Xin’s side. Seeing Yang An in action again, using such thunderous methods to swiftly kill Non-Birth, the Sect Leader of the Golden Soul Sect, Hai Xin was at a loss for words.

When he first met Yang An in the Eternal Prison, the weak Yang An hadn’t even registered on his radar. But now, he had become an existence that could crush Insect Dao. Both Hai Shu and Non-Birth had met the same fate, their bodies obliterated without a trace.

’What a pity he isn’t a true Buddha’s Son, not a member of the Great Virtue Temple.’

’Judging from how Yang An helped the Golden Thread Pavilion kill Non-Birth, and from the attitude of Pavilion Master Thirty Flow, his true allegiance must be with the Golden Thread Pavilion.’

’If Yang An belonged to the Great Virtue Temple, perhaps it would have been the Golden Thread Pavilion annihilated today.’

Although he was filled with hatred for Hai Shu and everything the current Great Virtue Temple stood for, when the Forbidden Calamity returned, the Great Virtue Temple would also be restored. Hai Xin couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity for it.

’Fortunately, the fact that Yang An is willing to help the Forbidden Calamity rescue me means we aren’t enemies. In the future, the reborn Great Virtue Temple and the Golden Thread Pavilion won’t be enemies either.’

’As long as we aren’t enemies, that’s enough. Otherwise, having such a terrifying foe would make one lose sleep and appetite, even if the Great Bodhisattva returned.’

Hai Xin had already unlocked the Piglet’s cage. The Piglet possessed by Liu Feifei was still very frightened and eagerly scurried over to Yang An the moment he returned.

A short while later, Thirty Flow arrived with two Internal Affairs Elders.

Upon seeing Hai Xin, both Elders grew wary and immediately stood in front of Thirty Flow, staring at Hai Xin. However, seeing that he was beside Yang An and seemed to have some connection to him, they merely remained on guard.

Hai Xin, for his part, let out a cold snort, completely unfazed, and made no further movements.

Yang An stood to the side, not bothering with their mutual wariness, and looked at Thirty Flow.

"Pavilion Master, the matter here is resolved. I’ll leave the rest to you."

The implication behind his words was that he intended to leave for a while.

Next, he needed to take Hai Xin to Nirvana City and obtain the Seven-Colored Dust from him.

’I’ve already done what needed to be done. The rest can be handled by Pavilion Master Thirty Flow. I have no intention of overstepping my bounds.’

But Thirty Flow’s attitude was hesitant, as if he were contemplating something. He glanced at Hai Xin first, then paused for a moment before speaking.

"Elder, you cannot leave yet. Although the situation has stabilized and we have won a great victory, the Supreme Elder’s whereabouts are still unknown. We must wait for his return."

For Thirty Flow, Life Crane was the backbone of the Golden Thread Pavilion. Only if Life Crane was safe and sound would the Golden Thread Pavilion be truly secure.

After all, with an Immortal Platform in their ranks, they had the confidence to do whatever they wanted.

But if Life Crane’s location was unknown... even though Yang An had annihilated the Great Virtue Temple and the Golden Soul Sect was grievously wounded, one couldn’t forget that the Four Domains were united against the Golden Thread Pavilion. Moreover, the Dao of Celestial Being and Qiangui Mountain were watching like hungry tigers.

The Golden Thread Pavilion had won a great victory, but that didn’t mean these two factions wouldn’t continue to target them. Therefore, before the Supreme Elder returned, Thirty Flow had no intention of letting Yang An leave just like that.

Yang An’s combat prowess had exceeded everyone’s imagination. Whether it was single-handedly annihilating the Great Virtue Temple or effortlessly killing Non-Birth, it could be said that he was invincible in the current age below the Immortal Platform realm, and unstoppable among the Insect Dao.

As the Pavilion Master, Thirty Flow’s attitude toward Yang An had now become extremely cautious and polite, because this was something even he couldn’t accomplish.

At least until the Supreme Elder returned, Yang An needed to stay and protect the entire Sect’s safety alongside him.

But after hearing Thirty Flow’s words, Yang An let out a subconscious sneer.

’Wait for that old geezer Life Crane to return? Who knows when he’ll be back?’

’Besides, once Life Crane returns, it’s uncertain if I’ll be able to slip away like this again. I’m specifically taking advantage of his absence to go to Nirvana City and take care of my own business. I have to get the Seven-Colored Dust.’

"Pavilion Master, rest assured. The Great Virtue Temple is destroyed, the Golden Soul Sect has retreated, and I have completed the task the Supreme Elder assigned me. The Supreme Elder will be back in a few days, and you can handle the small matters that remain."