929 Worth It Too (2/2)

Hong Changtian spat through gritted teeth, his wrath and hatred burning like a bonfire.

…

Yun Yang quietly appeared at a secluded valley several hundred miles away from the Cangwu Union and made a slow landing. Just as he appeared, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood successively, staining the ground red.

His depletion of energy this time was over the limit!

Cangwu Union's capabilities had far exceeded Yun Yang's initial expectations. Before he had made a move, he had heard that Cangwu Union's leader was only a fourth level Saint pinnacle. He was, of course, very confident that he could escape from the said leader, although he wasn't entirely certain of it. While he was weaker in ability, he made it up with his divine manifestations that were unique to the Bound of Universe.

How could he have known that the Cangwu Union housed a Royal Saint level master?

It was the Senior Uncle Wu – throwing away dozens of Heaven and Earth Cages casually with each wave of his hand! One could never be able to pull this off if one was not a master of the Royal Saint class!

Yun Yang was certain that not only was there few people in the martial world who knew about it, but there also must not be many in Cangwu who had this knowledge. The prior rumors about Cangwu Union that ranked last among the lower class Celestial Luck Banner vaguely showing hints of crossing levels and ascending in class did not come from nowhere after all. With a master in the house, they might possibly attain a higher rank.

Facing such a proficient master, Yun Yang had still been crushed some seven to eight times by Senior Uncle Wu's constraining technique despite having various manifestations to himself, especially the wind and cloud form that could not be damaged by external forces.

If Yun Yang had not increased his wind and cloud manifestations to higher levels and managed to preserve his manifested forms despite being attacked, he would be reduced to ashes without any remains. It would not be a simple death for his spirit and soul would be destroyed as well, reincarnation an impossibility.

Although he was lucky to have escaped now, Yun Yang did not flee unscathed. He was near his end, severely harmed. When he exited drifting through the air, he had already lost his consciousness, depending solely on Emmie. It was until he got here that he recovered his physical human form.

Yun Yang struggled to swallow a few healing pills while Emmie pumped the air of vitality incessantly. Only then were Yun Yang's organs that were almost falling into pieces managed to be salvaged and upheld their working mechanism.

Even then, Yun Yang was no longer able to move. He was reduced to a slow waiting period of recovery. If someone hostile were to pass by during this time, he would be unable to do anything, left to the person's wills and wants.

Despite his horrible state, Yun Yang still thought that it was a risk worth taking looking at the newly acquired treasured collection in his spatial ring.

It was a wonder whether Yun Yang created the Raiders of All But God or the Raiders of All But God had deeply influenced Yun Yang – he was valuing possessions more than his own life!

”With these, the Residence of Nine Supremes finally has a true base – a hope to rise!”

”These are only the collections of the lowest class school but it's still knowledge accumulated throughout millennia, not at all lacking the excellence to solidify the basics. The higher class sects that are all the way up in the sky, instead, won't have a suitable arcane collection for the members' starting foundation.”

”These are the truly treasured cultivation collections that are the most needed, the roots of grass.”

Yun Yang took in a deep breath and began to cultivate the Endless Divine Art to heal himself. However, the gulp of breath he took almost crushed his organs. His stomach hurt like it was being torn apart, darkness clouding his vision like he was about to faint again.

Pushing himself to keep his consciousness, he struggled to continue with his healing actions.

The sky slowly darkened.

Yun Yang used the last of his energy to pick a pit by the mountain wall of the secluded valley and sat down. Then, he closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing.

”Cangwu Union must be worse, given my pitiful state… However, even if they have exploded in wrath, they can only take this loss silently for now...”