Chapter 189

Inside Wang Shan's sea of consciousness, it was a killing ground for souls, but in the cave of the Outside World, another utterly different anomaly was unfolding.

The spring eye of the Sheng Ming Quan emitted warm, moist white mist that rose and swirled.

Wang Zhitao lay still at the edge of the spring, young Wang Zhize knelt beside him, his small hand gripping the Black Jade Slip tightly and pressing it hard against his brother's arm. He didn't know what rescue meant, only that the light from the Black Jade Slip was warm and could make his brother's complexion look better.

The pure life energy of the spring water and the bloodline resonance power emanating from the Black Jade Slip poured continuously into Wang Zhitao's body, driving out the deadly strange poison.

But just then, an unexpected change occurred that no one had anticipated.

The residual deadly poison, driven to desperation, was not completely annihilated as expected under the assault of the two pure energies; instead, it seemed to have gained a survival instinct, actually surging toward that bloodline resonance power in an attempt to perish together with it.

"Buzz——"

Three forces of completely different natures, inside Wang Zhitao's body, using his bloodline as the crucible and the Sheng Ming Quan as fuel, collided violently and then began a strange fusion.

"Young master!" a guard was the first to notice something wrong, his voice trembling slightly.

Everyone's gazes snapped over.

Only to see beneath Wang Zhitao's skin, which had just regained a healthy flush, countless extremely faint golden threads, like living things, began at the position of his heart, followed the course of his blood vessels, and slowly spread throughout his limbs and body. Those patterns were ancient and mysterious, not drawn later, but seemed to have grown from the deepest part of his flesh and blood.

Wang Zhize jumped in fright, instinctively wanting to let go, but the Black Jade Slip seemed to stick to his brother's body, a suction force came from it, making it impossible for him to break free.

"Brother..." Wang Zhize cried out with a sobbing tone.

At that very moment, Wang Zhitao's tightly shut eyes twitched violently. He did not open them, but if someone could get close enough to see clearly, they would discover that beneath his eyelids, deep in his pupils, a faint purple light flashed and vanished.

Even more astonishing, his whole body seemed to turn into a tiny vortex, actively drawing in the mighty yet mixed beast-source energy from the surrounding Sheng Ming Quan. Once that energy entered his body, it was completely absorbed, purified, and transformed by the golden patterns into the purest nourishment, which nourished his limbs and body.

"This... this is..." a veteran guard, wide‑eyed at the sight, opened his mouth so wide an egg could fit inside.

He thought of some records found only in the clan's oldest annals—return to the ancestors!

At the same time, Wang Shan, who was frantically tearing at the will of the Ten Thousand Beasts Ancestor in his sea of consciousness, had his brain suddenly blasted with a series of icy System Prompt tones.

【Warning! Detected unknown benign mutation in the body of associated target Wang Zhitao!】

【Analyzing…… Sheng Ming Quan energy, Inheritance Core power, unknown strange poison…… the three undergoing ultra‑law fusion……】

【Target's bloodline is undergoing forced ancestral purification! The Beast Taming Sect's lost bloodline—'Swallowing Origin Tyrant Body' is awakening!】

【Detected that the strange poison has been assimilated by the bloodline and transformed into the bloodline talent 'Poison Immunity and Transformation'……】

【Target's physique has transcended the mortal realm!】

A string of information, like countless steel needles piercing Wang Shan's soul, which was on the verge of shattering.

What?

Swallowing Origin Tyrant Body?

Isn't that the supreme physique spoken of in Beast Taming Sect legend, possessed only by the founding patriarch? It is said that this physique innately can command the power of myriad beasts, and even transmute mixed demonic power into one's own use—truly the strongest vessel tailor‑made for the Ten Thousand Beast Method!

And that poison…… was actually transformed into a bloodline talent?

What is this? Turning misfortune into blessing? No, this is simply a heaven‑sent opportunity!

Wang Shan could clearly 'sense' that, in the cave, the life aura belonging to his grandson was rising at an inconceivable speed. It was no longer the aura of a weak, poisoned child, but that of…… a young divine beast awakening!

"Buzz buzz buzz——"

Outside World, the Black Jade Slip in Wang Zhize's hand vibrated more and more violently; the ancient runes on its surface lit up one by one, becoming clearer and brighter than ever, as if all its functions had been fully awakened. It resonated with the golden patterns on Wang Zhitao's body from afar, forming a perfect energy cycle.

"Look quickly! The Jade Slip!"

"Heavens, what on earth is going on?"

The guards were completely stunned by the scene that overturned their understanding.

Wang Shan's heart was overwhelmed by huge waves. He understood, he fully understood.

He himself, his grandson Wang Zhize, his grandson Wang Zhitao—these three generations corresponded respectively to the three parts of the Beast Taming Sect's inheritance!

Wang Zhize is the purest bloodline 'key'.

Wang Zhitao, on the other hand, is the 'vessel' accidentally activated, most suited to cultivate the Beast Taming Sect's techniques!

And I…… I, who practice the Ten Thousand Beasts Reversal and am an 'outsider', am that sword which clears thorns and brambles, protects their growth, and will ultimately pass down everything……

Destiny! This is the destiny of the Wan family!

After the surprise came deeper worry.

One Inheritance Core, one Swallowing Origin Tyrant Body—any piece of news leaking out would be enough to drive the entire cultivation world mad. This is no longer just the Wan clan hunting them; it would draw countless unimaginable horrors!

This hope is likewise a sky‑high crisis capable of crushing them!

"Cough…… cough cough……"

A slight coughing sound drew everyone's attention back.

By the spring, Wang Zhitao's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was crystal clear; the murk and death‑like stillness from the poisoning vanished completely. He looked around somewhat dazedly, then lowered his head to look at his own hands.

On his skin, those golden patterns had faded, but Wang Zhitao could clearly feel that his body was filled with a power he had never possessed before—warm and abundant, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

"Brother! You're awake!" Wang Zhize was the first to react, lunging forward as tears pattered down.

"Younger brother……" Wang Zhitao spoke, his voice still a little weak but full of vital energy, "I…… I'm fine."

He sat up and looked not far away, where his grandfather sat cross‑legged, dark‑gold scales faintly visible on his body, his face twisted in pain.

Although he didn't know what had just happened, he could feel that his grandfather was enduring immense pain.

He looked at his own hands, then at his grandfather.

A wonderful sense of blood‑line connection let him clearly perceive that the violent, chaotic aura within his grandfather's body shared the same origin as the power within himself.

"Grandfather……" Wang Zhitao's gaze changed; it was no longer the previous reliance and affection.

In those clear eyes, a hint of resolve and…… responsibility appeared, something he himself had not even noticed.

"I think…… I can help you." he murmured to himself.