Monarch Night
Chapter 194 - 152: Yan Beihan’s Ambush, Another Breakthrough

Chapter 194: Chapter 152: Yan Beihan’s Ambush, Another Breakthrough

Fang Che himself didn’t know how many he had killed, he didn’t keep count.

He didn’t know what rank he could achieve.

In terms of numbers, considering fifteen thousand six hundred came in, halving within a few days after entering was certain.

Then there were those like himself who killed a remarkably high number.

Fang Che roughly estimated, it seemed that there were less than a hundred thousand people left in the mountains and forests now.

But that was still many!

Think about it, if these hundred thousand demons were to be released into the Jianghu...

"I must continue killing!"

As the combats continued, Fang Che felt his cultivation surging, as if he was approaching a bottleneck, a sense of breakthrough emerging constantly.

Thus, he immediately turned around and flew swiftly towards the Black Bear Cave.

It was safe over there.

He would break through first and then talk.

In this treacherous and dangerous battle situation, if he still thought of breaking through on the battlefield, it wouldn’t be surprising if someone took advantage of him during the process.

Flying close to the treetops, invisibly evading, with the Golden Horned Flood Dragon scouting ahead.

Fang Che was extremely cautious along the way.

There was movement up ahead.

A loud clash was heard, then he saw two figures simultaneously falling off the cliff, with swords flashing, still fighting relentlessly in midair.

Fang Che hesitated, about to rush up and take advantage of the situation, when suddenly a sword light struck across the sky, cutting the two people in midair in half.

The sword light vanished immediately.

A silence fell over the scene.

Fang Che broke out in a cold sweat.

The ferocity of that sword light, he couldn’t compare. If he were to fight this person, he would only be able to run for his life!

"Who is this?"

Fang Che watched from a distance, it was a man in black, not Yan Beihan, the top prodigy.

But the strength was truly astonishing and terrifying.

Fang Che noted this person in his heart, tagging him as "troublesome".

Then, he concealed his traces and left, as experts generally follow similar patterns.

He himself would not stay in the same place after killing someone, so this person was likely already gone. After all, there were so many people waiting for him to hunt, staying in one place would be inadvisable.

However, Fang Che remained cautious himself.

The journey went smoothly without any dangers.

In no time, having crossed two mountain peaks would bring him to where the Black Bear was, and this place was quite deep in.

Fang Che looked at the expansive clearing ahead, grasses swaying, waves rolling.

Sent the Golden Horned Flood Dragon to scout around, finding nothing. But he still raised his guard, using eighty percent of his strength, instantly ascending, flying over the plain between the two mountains.

He leapt like an eagle soaring through the nine heavens.

Just reaching midway.

From the grass below, a sword light shot up to the sky.

Speed like thunder and lightning.

A white silhouette, filled with hatred, shouted: "Wretch! Give your life!"

The sound was crisp and clear.

It was unexpectedly Yan Beihan again.

Fang Che quickly drew his sword, while using all remaining strength, his speed in midair suddenly accelerated with a whoosh.

The sword tips met, borrowing a bit of force.

Two swords collided, light flashed in midair.

Then Fang Che’s figure disappeared over the opposite mountain with a whoosh.

He broke out in a sweat.

Luckily, he had been prepared early on. Even though the Golden Horned Flood Dragon hadn’t discovered anything, he left an ace up his sleeve, otherwise, this would have been dangerous.

Below in the grass.

About twenty people appeared simultaneously, countless hidden weapons almost brushed past Fang Che’s rear as they fell into the void.

Yan Beihan landed holding a long sword, gaze filled with malice.

The opponent’s sword just now not only borrowed force but also imposed downward pressure, preventing her from leveraging in midair to give chase, forcing a landing to catch breath.

But with this landing, chasing any further was completely out of the question.

She paused silently: "This guy’s cultivation has risen again!"

The people around her all changed their expressions.

During this period, Yan Beihan had been organizing people to hunt down Fang Che, the bearded man, with all her might. They had clashed five times.

Every time, Fang Che had discovered it a step ahead and escaped while fighting.

Moreover, Yan Beihan had noticed that every time, Fang Che’s cultivation had progressed.

This kind of progress was too terrifying.

That’s why she never gave up on besieging Fang Che.

"He must be going to break through!"

Yan Beihan felt the slight tremor on her sword tip and said, "Once he breaks through, he certainly won’t be satisfied with the current achievements, he will definitely come out to kill again!"

"If I’m not mistaken, the direction he’ll emerge from should be one of these three."

Yan Beihan pointed to three directions.

She said, "We’ll split into three groups. As soon as you spot him, keep him entangled, and signal immediately for others to come."

"He only ate the Heavenly Mortal Fruit not long ago, the medicinal power should still be within his body veins and flesh."

Yan Beihan said this, momentarily feeling nauseous herself, and said, "If we catch or kill him... I won’t eat it, but you can eat him, and slightly increase your cultivation."

The twenty or so others immediately brightened their eyes.

That was the Water Cloud Sky Fruit.

The effect lasts a very long time, not like regular food that gets digested immediately and turns into waste.

The medicinal power must still be lingering in this guy’s body, at least half of it.

If they could capture him, with twenty people sharing, then drinking some blood, each could gain a lot.

"We obey."

The twenty-plus immediately formed teams themselves, split into three groups, and went towards the three directions.

Yan Beihan, clad in white, stood amidst the waving grasses, eyes filled with contemplation.

Is this guy from the Yixin Sect?

Yixin Sect, could they actually produce such a talent?

If she encountered him, kill or keep him?

Though Yan Beihan gave the orders, she was well aware, as long as she did not act, the group would not be able to handle that slippery fellow.

Moreover, she herself wasn’t very confident.

The sudden attack just now was an example.

Any Ninth Grade General Level warrior caught in such an ambush would have been slain on the spot.

But this guy actually escaped calmly, without even getting a scratch.

"If this guy can be communicated with, he could be a tremendous help in the future."

Yan Beihan’s hair drifted on the wind as she stood there, then her body suddenly vanished.

It was as if she melted into the air.

Fang Che wound his way around and directly entered the Black Bear Cave.

Then he was taken aback.

Good heavens, is this still a bear cave?

It was extraordinarily clean.

No peculiar smell at all, even the filthy marks on the cave walls had all been scraped off and disposed of by this bear.

Inside, it was even padded with lots of dry grass.

Surprisingly, it was filled with a pleasant aroma.

If it weren’t for the bear present, Fang Che would have thought the cave had been taken over by humans, and not just any human, but a female one!

The black bear’s eyes sparkled with excitement upon Fang Che’s entrance.

Without Fang Che doing anything, it moved out of the best and most comfortable spot by itself, then plopped down with its belly exposed and paws up.

Completely submissive posturing.

Fang Che was left speechless.

It truly was a she-bear.

At this moment, it seemed like... better not to look.

Fang Che closed his eyes sitting on the grass, out of sight, out of mind.

He began to absorb spiritual energy, activating the Infinite Scripture.

Strangely enough, ever since obtaining the Infinite Scripture, Fang Che had been stuck between the entry and first levels.

From a Martial Disciple all the way to a Martial General, crossing so many levels within the Human Martial Arts World, yet still remained between entry and the first level.

He had no idea how many levels there were in total.

But that didn’t stop him from speculating.

Could it possibly be just one level?

Why was there never any sense of hitting a bottleneck however he practiced?

If it was divided into multiple levels, when would he ever breakthrough the first?

Lost in thought, spiritual energy suddenly rushed down over him.

Spiritual energy gathered, sweeping through the entire cave, sweeping over the black bear.

It came, it’s coming!

The black bear trembled with excitement, yet didn’t dare make a sound.

A paw stuffed in its mouth to stifle any joyous noises, relaxing completely, immersing entirely in the tides of spiritual energy.

Each wave of comfort, more exhilarating than the last.

Before long, this female bear’s gaze turned dreamy.

Such bliss, this person’s incredible...

Fang Che continued absorbing.

The Bingche Spirit Platform had already been activated, even a mountain crumbling or seas surging wouldn’t concern him.

Yet occasionally, upon glimpsing the she-bear’s state, he promptly closed his eyes tightly.

Almost affecting his mental realm.

Goodness!

Not healthily viewable!

Thankfully no one was watching, or else it could easily be misconstrued as him doing something to the she-bear, caught mid-act...

Wave upon wave of spiritual energy, each more overpowering than the last.

Fang Che’s internal spiritual power kept gathering, becoming more refined.

Countless impurities continued to be expelled.

But the pure spiritual power in the Dantian was increasing.

Gradually, under inner sight, the spiritual energy within the Dantian began transitioning from gaseous to mist form.

This was the purifying of spiritual energy quality!

Ascending to a newer and higher level.

A profound understanding suddenly surged within Fang Che.

Stars!

Stars!

Star Formation!

Countless spiritual power rushed into the Dantian, gradually misting; after the misting, then what?

Would it liquefy?

After liquefying, would it solidify?

After solidifying, what comes next?

Would it emit light?

The boundless Dantian, filled with mist resembling chaos, in which mountains and rivers formed? Then, at the most concentrated point, a Star Soul began to condense?

If one compared the human body to the universe, was this the birth of the first star?

Is this the Star Formation?

With this thought, he felt an explosive shock in his mind, and the Divine Sense Space underwent a momentous change; the power of Divine Sense surged like a cataclysmic storm on a mighty ocean.

Resonating back and forth.

Fang Che felt his Spiritual Sense swaying amid an infinite ocean and sky, amid fierce gales.

Instantaneously feeling as if he could traverse thousands of miles.

If at one moment he stood in the Southern Heaven, the next, he’d appear in the North of the Earth.

Divine Sense vibrating, Dantian Spiritual Power also vibrating.

Fang Che entered a profound realm, seemingly an epiphany, yet seemingly a sublimation.

His soul wandered freely in the Nine Heavens, yet comprehended a myriad of mundane affairs with clarity.

In this peculiar state.

Externally.

In places invisible to the human eye, nature’s spiritual energy as if gone mad, formed surging tidal waves from all directions converging towards this spot.