Chapter 132: Where is Bing Yi?

Eternal Night, Senlin, silver frost everywhere.

With Protective Pattern fully activated, Chen Yan's figure shuttled between the Ancient Trees like a ghost.

Swift as the Wind Element, flickering like a phantom, fast as a flying arrow.

At his current speed, Chen Yan was not worried about being late.

If his Protective Pattern had not been upgraded to Earth Vein Grade, Chen Yan would have needed to consider his actions much more carefully.

But now, it seemed there was no need for such trouble.

Defense, displacement, and concealment.

Once concealment is activated, Chen Yan could stand right next to an ordinary Second-Stage Warrior, and the other party probably wouldn't even sense him.

Of course, if he appeared head-on, he would definitely be seen.

Concealment is not invisibility.

The reason Chen Yan could kill the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast was that the creature had been inside the ice cave it created itself, with no opportunity to use concealment.

Thinking about it, it was pitiful.

Protective Pattern, SoulRefining, Horizontal Refinement, Spear Intent, Fist Intent...

Chen Yan himself did not quite understand what type of warrior he was.

Moving quickly, Chen Yan's footsteps slowed down.

From the backpack on his back, a faint, strange sound emerged.

Chen Yan appeared on the trunk of an Ancient Tree and took out an Iron Box from his backpack.

That was what he used to store the two eyes of the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast.

The four similarly green pupils he had just obtained were also placed by him into this box.

After all, a family should be together and complete.

But now, this Iron Box was actually shaking.

Chen Yan frowned; was it not good for a family to be together?

Chen Yan lifted the lid of the Iron Box, and the pupils beneath his Mask trembled instantly.

He saw that inside the Iron Box, the six green pupils were actually sticking to each other.

Visibly, streams of azure light were circulating between these eyeballs.

Within this circulating Azure Light, countless Mysterious Secret Texts were flowing densely.

Within the Po Sheng Realm, the yellow light representing Formation Energy was concentrated to the extreme.

The astonishment in Chen Yan's heart grew even greater.

The two eyeballs of the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast that had been lying quietly had undergone a mutation because of the arrival of their sisters' eyes.

These six eyeballs... were merging!

The Aura erupting from them was becoming more and more intense, feeling as if it were heading toward something Above Qingqiong.

Chen Yan sighed inwardly.

He suddenly understood why the two sisters wanted their Elder Brother's eyes so much.

He also understood why, after the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast had finally managed to escape, it still guarded the prison where its mother was located.

It turned out that the Malice of Ancient Divine Beasts of the same origin could merge and then advance toward a higher grade.

If the grade kept rising like this, the benefits Chen Yan could obtain would be too great.

All of a sudden, Teacher Wen Xin didn't seem so appealing anymore.

Teacher Green Pupil was the best formation teacher after all.

Chen Yan felt a surge of joy; the mother of the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast was right inside the location of the Tianjiao Trial.

On that body shaped like a Mountain Goat, who knew how many eyes there were.

Even if most were Fake Eyes, there must be one or two real ones.

If they merged with her children, what kind of grade of formation teacher would that produce?

Chen Yan's mind wavered, and the idea of helping the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast's family reunite grew stronger.

Yet in the next moment, Chen Yan's body stiffened slightly.

This method of upgrading through cannibalism of the same origin seemed a bit too familiar.

Chen Yan looked toward Qiong Tian; the night sky was dim.

What exactly did the Ancient Gods consider the living beings of the earth to be?

He continued forward.

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"It is very difficult to find the address of Dark Soul here at the Tianbei Fist Tournament; his movements are too secretive, and furthermore, most of the Platinum Rank Fighters of Bing Yi and Dark Soul have not come to compete recently."

Tianbei Fist Tournament, Executor Office.

The White Skirt Woman was reporting.

Fire Executor rubbed his forehead with some Annoyance, watching on the screen as Wen Xin had just finished a five-game winning streak and had successfully entered the Platinum Rank.

With Bing Yi absent, Wen Xin's speed in clearing the challenges was clearly much smoother.

Even though another genius had appeared, Chi Lao was not in a good mood at all.

"Shen Yiwei is definitely fishing, but using Chen Yan to fish is too risky."

Fire Executor cursed in a low voice:

"His, Shen Yiwei's, attitude toward geniuses is too dismissive, just like his Master."

It couldn't be said that he didn't value them, but Shen Yiwei's lineage focused more on cultivating the independent ability of geniuses.

But this also made it too easy to Sacrifice geniuses.

"There is one more thing." The White Skirt Woman spoke softly:

"Near Yixian City, there is another Ancient Beast Riot."

"Wasn't it quelled?"

"Tonight, it rioted again," the White Skirt Woman said.

Fire Executor's Pupil flickered slightly:

"Is it serious?"

"More serious than the ones from the past few days."

Fire Executor fell silent.

Many Platinum Rank Fighters are not here today, presumably organizing under Dark Soul to discuss matters regarding Chen Yan.

Now, there is another Ancient Beast Riot over at Yixian City.

This is likely the best opportunity for them to target Chen Yan.

"What does that have to do with me? Does Shen Yiwei really intend to sit in the Office until he dies?"

Fire Executor spoke indifferently.

The White Skirt Woman smiled lightly: "After all, it is a matter beyond the Tianbei Fist Tournament; it is not easy for us to intervene."

In her view, Fire Executor should not be worrying about matters outside.

The Tianbei Fist Tournament is not a local force in Yunmeng City.

Fire Executor, also known as Chi Lao, sat quietly and lit a Cigarette.

Time passed slowly.

Suddenly, he stood up:

"I'm going out to take a look. Damn it, Shen Yiwei is just a Waste; what kind of things can he accomplish?"

The White Skirt Woman's red lips parted slightly.

Fire Executor seems to care a lot about this Chen Yan; his attitude toward Bing Yi has clearly worsened a lot in the last few days.

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Eastern part of Yunmeng City.

Inside a two-story building built against the Qingshan Mountain Range.

Second Layer.

A dozen people sat quietly, watching the images on the screen.

On the screen.

"Do you have medicine?"

The handsome-faced Youth clutched his stomach with difficulty, spoke to the Military Officer in front of him, and then slowly walked into the Camp.

Time passed quietly, and the Youth inside the Camp walked out again several times.

Dark Soul, wearing a Ghost Mask, sat on the sofa, his Pupil sinking deep:

"Chen Yan probably never imagined that I installed the monitor inside a soldier's Fake Eyes."

As Dark Soul spoke, a trace of a Smile appeared at the corner of his Mouth beneath the Mask.

Fortunately, over the years, he has had some personal connections and has friends in the Military Guard.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to get news about Chen Yan in the first place.

A martial artist's Perception is extremely strong, and they are extremely sensitive to surveillance that can transmit signals in real-time.

The stronger the martial artist, the stronger their Perception.

Last time, Dark Soul suffered because of this, underestimating Chen Yan's Perception ability.

He was fished by Chen Yan like a top-mouthed fish.

But this time, the surveillance installed in the Military Officer's Fake Eyes cannot transmit signals.

Instead, the Military Officer must take the opportunity to gouge it out after discovering information, and then use other devices to transmit the image information.

Dark Soul stroked his Brain:

"I didn't expect it either. Originally, I called everyone here today to discuss the plan to deal with Chen Yan.

But... the Ancient Beast Riot happened over there, Chen Yan's base camp was emptied, and even Chen Yan himself... was heavily injured after dealing with an Ancient Divine Beast."

Dark Soul wanted to express Laughter; if it were only Chen Yan being injured, he wouldn't believe it too much.

He would likely treat it as a fishing Method.

But the Ancient Beast Riot happened.

Even if Chen Yan wanted to fish him, it would be impossible to create such a Method.

This is simply an opportunity brought to him by Heaven.

"Could it be fishing?" someone spoke:

"Shen Yiwei hasn't appeared at all."

"Even with this, you think it's fishing?" Dark Soul spoke strangely.

"Everything is possible."

The man continued, crossing his legs; he was a man wearing a Thunder Element mask.

Boom!

A roar suddenly sounded.

Dark Soul struck the man's Neck with a Fist, and the latter let out a muffled groan before passing out.

"If you're afraid of fishing even with this, you might as well go home and lie down reading children's literature."

Dark Soul cursed in a low voice and casually flicked away a thin needle held between his Finger:

"Everyone, we are all able to become stronger because we have taken risks."

"The Golden Main is very generous; if we succeed, everyone's harvest will be at least one Hundred Million."

Dark Soul looked at the crowd and extended one Finger.

The expressions of the crowd froze.

Money can make the devil push the millstone, let alone one Hundred Million.

If it weren't for the fact that Dark Soul is an Elder in the industry, they would really think that Golden Main was an idiot.

"By the way, where is Bing Yi?"

At this moment, a man wearing a Blood Drop Mask spoke up.

This person is the fourth-ranked Platinum Rank, Blood Drop.