Chapter 093: "I Can't Wait Any Longer!"

In the dim underground chamber, the remaining beastmen were stunned. The elephant-headed warrior was dead! Just moments ago, he had dominated the fight, and now, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. If even the elephant-headed warrior had fallen, how could they possibly stand against Tang Mubai?

Run!

The beastmen, always single-minded and stubborn, finally felt fear. For the first time, they understood what it meant to be terrified. None of them roared in anger or growled in protest; instead, each one leapt up and fled toward the exit.

But—

"Now you want to run? Too late!"

Tang Mubai uttered a low command. Channeling the last of his vital energy, he executed the Cloud Palm technique, sending gigantic palm prints crashing through the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Screams, dull thuds, and furious roars erupted all at once.

Moments later, the sounds vanished, and the remaining beastmen were utterly annihilated.

[Vitality +173]
[Vitality +180]
[Vitality +168]
[Vitality +179]
[Vitality +182]
...

The recovery notifications flashed rapidly through his mind. Panting, Tang Mubai felt exhausted, yet his excitement could not be contained. Over a hundred beastmen had been wiped out, and the vitality he reclaimed was more than enough for his needs.

Without delay, Tang Mubai began practicing the Taiji Fist amid the corpses littering the ground.

The next moment—

[Would you like to expend 100 years of lifespan to deduce Taiji?]

The system prompt appeared once more.

"Yes!" Tang Mubai answered in his heart without hesitation.

A humming sound resonated—his body trembled, and his vision shifted instantly.

He found himself in a hazy, chaotic space, where a massive black-and-white Taiji diagram spun rapidly.

Swish, swish, swish!

"Boom—"

It was as if a bell tolled in his mind. Regaining consciousness, Tang Mubai discovered an arcane cluster of information had appeared in his brain.

The Taiji Heart Scripture!

He had spent 100 years of lifespan to deduce "Taiji," and the result was a martial art called the Taiji Heart Scripture... Well, let it be called a martial art for now. In any case, this Taiji Heart Scripture was neither offensive nor defensive; it was an auxiliary skill.

It possessed one ability only: the power to absorb the baleful yin and yang energies from heaven and earth, refining them into "Dual Polarity Sword Qi."

This Dual Polarity Sword Qi possessed a terrifying destructive force. It could not only annihilate the flesh, but also obliterate the soul!

If Tang Mubai remembered correctly, this ability to absorb baleful energy and refine it into all sorts of miraculous power had a special name.

Miracle Technique!

Yes, that's it—Miracle Technique! Though it originated from martial arts, it was distinct from them, a unique existence. Miracle Techniques could be released by martial artists themselves or through special implements.

Those implements had their own exclusive designation—Treasure Artifacts!

For example, Tang Mubai could store the Dual Polarity Sword Qi within his dantian, or within a sword or blade. When needed, he could release it instantly.

This extraordinary ability, with its powerful destructive force, made "Miracle Techniques" even more sought after than high-grade martial arts. High-grade martial arts were generally monopolized by powerful factions. Miracle Techniques, however, could arise naturally from heaven and earth!

In this respect, they were akin to "spirit objects." The difference was, Miracle Techniques specialized in absorbing various baleful energies and then, either artificially or naturally, refining them into being.

With the Taiji Fist elevated to perfection, Tang Mubai had deduced a martial art capable of refining Miracle Techniques—the Taiji Heart Scripture.

Though he had consumed 600 years of lifespan for this, Tang Mubai could only wish for another dozen such opportunities!

Miracle Techniques!

Until now, he had only heard of them, never witnessed one. Not even his father or Lin Huafeng had ever seen a Miracle Technique, let alone possessed one.

To destroy both flesh and soul—the Dual Polarity Sword Qi was truly a deadly weapon!

No matter how far his Cloud Palm advanced, it could never compare to the Dual Polarity Sword Qi.

He opened his system panel—

[Name]: Tang Mubai
[Constitution]: 20
[Strength]: 20
[Agility]: 20
[Perception]: 10 (+)

[Willpower]: 10 (+)
[Vital Energy]: 170k (+)
[Martial Arts]: Golden Dawn Skill (Perfected), Tiger Roar Fist (Perfected), Wave-Breaking Blade Technique (Perfected), Nine Arrows Over the Mountain (Perfected), Explosive Arrow Technique (Perfected), Grass Step (Perfected), Wind-Chasing Leg (Perfected), Taiji Fist (Perfected), Cloud Palm (Perfected), Taiji Heart Scripture (First Layer)
[Miracle Technique]: Dual Polarity Sword Qi (0)
[Divine Ability]: Pressure Control (Intermediate), Poison Control (Beginner)
[Lifespan]: 1760.5 years
[Retainers]: 3
...

As expected, there was now a "Miracle Technique" category in the system.

The "0" next to Dual Polarity Sword Qi indicated Tang Mubai had not yet mastered its use. He needed to absorb yin and yang baleful energy through the Taiji Heart Scripture to refine and unleash it against his foes.

As for his lifespan, accumulated to 1760.5 years, it was just as he expected. After all, Tang Mubai had previously spent four hundred years to exchange for 20 cards of vital energy, which he used to fuel the Cloud Palm in battle against the elephant-headed warrior. Another 100 years had been spent to deduce "Taiji."

Still, with 1760.5 years remaining, Tang Mubai was more than satisfied.

Truthfully, this massacre of over a hundred beastmen had increased his lifespan by about two thousand years, similar to when he had ventured out of the domain before.

No matter the trip, there was only one word for it—exhilarating!

If one wished to grow stronger quickly, hunting non-human lifeforms was the best method.

Just as he was celebrating, Tang Mubai’s ears twitched. He caught the sound of footsteps approaching rapidly from the exit.

Without lingering in the underground space, he swiftly returned to the tunnel he had broken through, following the path left by the blue-scaled sticky bug, retracing his route out with haste.

Though Tang Mubai wished to slaughter more beastmen, he was now depleted of vital energy, and his stamina was waning. He hadn’t noticed during combat, but now, as things calmed, a wave of exhaustion swept over him.

If those arriving included a Grandmaster, it was entirely possible he might lose his life in the underground chamber!

Besides, he had already gained enough from this venture. Knowing when to stop was the wisest choice.

Thus, Tang Mubai left without hesitation.

Less than two minutes after his departure, a group of people armed with flashlights burst through the iron door at the exit, rushing into the dim underground space.

The beams of over a dozen flashlights illuminated most of the area.

They saw the corpses strewn everywhere, the walls and floor riddled with cracks and craters.

Everyone was stunned!

"Wh—who did this?"

A burly man with a face full of scars, eyes bloodshot, roared furiously, "I’ll tear him apart! I’ll kill him! I’ll devour him, aaah!"

"Chief, we can’t wait any longer!"

A voluptuous, alluring young woman with a delicate face frowned, speaking sharply to a calm-faced, rugged middle-aged man standing at her right-front, "We’ve lost too many people. If we keep waiting, before the plan can even begin, we’ll already be finished!"