Chapter 196 - 196 184 Condensing Evil vs Heavenly Gang

Chapter 196: Chapter 184 Condensing Evil vs Heavenly Gang! (Subscribe please) Chapter 196: Chapter 184 Condensing Evil vs Heavenly Gang! (Subscribe please) Bei Haisheng was undoubtedly strong, and it was beyond question that every Heavenly Gang Martial Artist was not to be underestimated by mere Condensing Evil Martial Artists; Chen Yuan took him very seriously.

However, that did not mean that Chen Yuan lacked confidence.

On the contrary, having fought Lin Beihan, Chen Yuan’s confidence had greatly increased, his strength surged as Evil Qi entered his body, making him more than capable of handling Heavenly Gang Martial Artists!

Moreover… Chen Yuan had the Blood Evil Saber as his ace in the hole.

It would definitely give Bei Haisheng a big surprise!

He had understood Bei Haisheng’s intelligence long ago; no, he had speculated about Bei Haisheng’s strength even before he killed Bei Le.

While it was true he had reached Heavenly Gang Cultivation, he was definitely among the more mediocre Heavenly Gang Martial Artists, and with his age, his vital energy had declined—unless he had hidden his true power—killing him wouldn’t be too difficult for Chen Yuan.

This time, Chen Yuan didn’t need to worry too much; even the Gang Leader of the Changle Gang wanted him dead, no one could save him.

Chen Yuan even felt that if he failed to act, Shi Yunlong might personally take action.

Truthfully, when Tao Qingyuan told him he could act immediately, Chen Yuan was somewhat excited and inexplicably thrilled, driven by a long-held desire to kill and the prospect of fighting another Heavenly Gang Martial Artist.

Only by continually clashing with stronger opponents, could Chen Yuan grow faster.

And he, without realizing it, had progressed from a novice Skin Refining Martial Artist to being capable of fighting a Heavenly Gang Martial Artist in just a few months—a feat unimaginable before.

This was precisely why some suspected that Chen Yuan had definitely hidden his strength previously.

Even with extraordinary talents, defying the norms of cultivation that had been established over a thousand years was impossible.

Listening to Chen Yuan’s brimming confidence, Tao Qingyuan stroked his black beard, growing more pleased by the minute; young people should indeed be so spirited!

In their time, most martial artists made their names known in their youth, while those who accumulated silently before making their mark were rare.

“Alright, then leave Bei Haisheng to you!”

Tao Qingyuan felt a profound sense of relief.

He swept away the frustration caused by the pressure from Tang Qian, Fa Nan, Fa Hai, and others; now that the Azure Flood Dragon Association had been heavily damaged and the Changle Gang also suffered tremendous losses,

they wouldn’t dare to stir any troubles for a few years without any accidents.

Now, the only concern he had was Gold Mountain Monastery, an immense force, plainly possessing two Reach Profound experts and Fa Hai, a Peak Reach Profound warrior.

No wonder it remained a unique entity within the Nanling River.

The reputation was well deserved!

What could he possibly do to weaken Gold Mountain Monastery’s power?

“Then I shall take my leave!”

Chen Yuan bowed his fists.

“Go on…”

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Deep in the night, the wind still.

Inside the Bei residence, it was dead silent; most of the Protectors and servants had quietly gone to sleep, daring not make any noise.

Since the Changle Gang’s counterattack against the Azure Flood Dragon Association the previous night, Bei Haisheng had been scowling, exuding a cold aura of ‘keep away,’ like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing the surrounding air.

All of this was acutely felt by the servants of the Bei household.

Fearing they would accidentally provoke their lord during his most furious moments,

The last time Bei Haisheng was this angry was when his son had been beheaded; someone had wrongly stitched the corpse, and Bei Haisheng had immediately killed him with a palm strike.

In the room.

A lavish feast was laid out, Bei Haisheng drank emotionlessly, not touching his food, appearing to be waiting for someone’s arrival.

He was waiting for Shi Yunlong!

From the moment he acted the previous night without notifying him, Bei Haisheng had already faintly anticipated his fate—perhaps death or being crippled and exiled.

In the end, he was still wrong as Shi Yunlong was extremely angry about him passing Changle Gang intelligence to the Azure Flood Dragon Association, even making him sense a killing intent.

Originally, Bei Haisheng could have left secretly, but he didn’t; he wanted to see Shi Yunlong one last time.

As for the trusted subordinates he had promoted, most had already switched their allegiance to Shi Yunlong, and the rest who were tough-mouthed and loyal all died in last night’s campaign.

If he couldn’t see that, he didn’t deserve to be called Bei Haisheng.

Around him were placed two spiritual tablets, one for his son Bei Le and another for his deceased wife, both very important people to him.

Perhaps he wouldn’t survive the night, but he wanted to look at them once more.

What a pity that Chen Yuan kept hiding inside the Heavenly Patrol Bureau without showing himself; he missed the chance for a decisive strike.

Now, he only hoped that Shi Yunlong, in recognition of his years of hard work, would give him a few days to seek vengeance.

He continued to drink, emptying a pot of fine, strong liquor within moments, but his face showed no sign of drunkenness; the alcohol was dissolved by his Gang Qi as soon as it entered his stomach.

After a long wait, with a glint of hope in his eyes, Bei Haisheng wondered if he had misjudged—perhaps Shi Yunlong didn’t intend to strike him but just wanted to warn him not to meddle in gang affairs anymore.

If that was the case, it would indeed meet his hopes.

He was not afraid of dying; he just feared that no one would be able to avenge Bei Le after his death.

He resented Chen Yuan deeply; after Bei Le’s death, his investigation made it clear that there was no enmity between Chen Yuan and Bei Le, and yet Chen Yuan had headed to Tingyu Pavilion specifically for Bei Le’s life that day.

For what reason!

Why kill his only son, unprovoked?

Just to stand up for those lowly commoners?

‘Huff, huff…’

Outside the house, the cold wind blew, lifting some clothes off the premises.

“Bang!”

A strong gust suddenly blew the tightly shut door open.

Placing down the cup of wine he was about to drink, Bei Haisheng took a deep breath:

“Since you’re here, come and have a drink.”

He didn’t mention the Gang Leader, as there was no need to do so now.

“Vice Gang Leader Bei really is a warm and hospitable host.”

A faint voice entered Bei Haisheng’s ears, causing his brows to furrow slightly as he stared warily outside. He was very familiar with Shi Yunlong’s voice; this was not his voice.

It sounded more like that of someone he greatly despised.

Could it be him?

Chen Yuan, dressed in black, slowly descended from the void, standing calmly at the doorway, locking eyes with Bei Haisheng inside the room.

The air froze for a moment, and neither side spoke.

Finally, it was Bei Haisheng who spoke first, his gaze intensely fixed on Chen Yuan:

“You dare come to Bei Mansion?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Chen Yuan’s lips curved into a slight smirk.

“Aren’t you afraid of dying?”

Bei Haisheng suppressed the murderous intent all over his body, suspecting that Chen Yuan had backers, otherwise, how could he dare come here alone courting death?

“I’m certainly afraid of my own death, but if it’s someone else’s death, not so much.”

“Arrogant…”

Bei Haisheng scoffed coldly.

“Your death has already been sealed. Your life is nothing more than a credential Shi Yunlong has pledged to the court. Today I came to send you to the afterlife. Your son is already dead. What purpose do you have left as a father?”

Chen Yuan reached out to grasp the handle of the Yan Ling Saber.

Bei Haisheng stood up, his heart sinking at Chen Yuan’s words. Shi Yunlong had used him as a credential!

He had been blind to support him as the Gang Leader!

“Did you really come alone?”

“If you want to fight, let’s fight. I’m quite eager to test your capabilities!”

Chen Yuan, with a provocative look, smirked at Bei Haisheng.

With backup plans in place, Chen Yuan was keen to face a Heavenly Gang Martial Artist in robust combat—a robust fight was exactly what he needed!

Although the Evil Qi infused into his dantian from the Blood Evil Saber was pure, raising his cultivation too much in a short period had made it somewhat unstable; he needed a good fight to stabilize it.

“Just you!”

Bei Haisheng, sensing his surroundings and confirming there was no one lurking, his eyes gleamed.

He had previously wanted to kill Chen Yuan but couldn’t. Now that Chen Yuan had brazenly walked into the trap, he was exceedingly thrilled. Glancing back at the spiritual tablet of Bei Le, Bei Haisheng shuddered as a pale blue Protective Gang Qi enveloped his body.

Protective Gang Qi!

This was a signature of Heavenly Gang Martial Artists, resistant to normal blades and swords and indicative of a substantial difference in the levels within the Gang Condensation Realm. This qi increased his power geometrically; if normal Evil Qi spread out to about three meters, then the might of Gang Qi could reach up to thirty meters.

Powerful Gang Qi techniques could unleash a Sword Light attack that spanned at least fifteen meters at its weakest and over thirty meters at its most powerful!

“Just me!”

Chen Yuan bent his legs and suddenly sprang forward, like a cannonball being shot, smashing towards Bei Haisheng at a terrific speed while grasping the saber handle in the void,

Sword Light manifested, Sword Drawing Skill!

“Bang!”

The Yan Ling Saber, tainted with Evil Qi, directly unfolded Bei Haisheng’s Protective Gang Qi but was caught barehanded by his palms, which dissipated powerful Gang Qi.

His palms turned dark and slightly enlarged, becoming rough in an instant, catching a blade with bare hands!

“Such pure Evil Qi!”

Bei Haisheng’s eyes focused sharply.

“Iron Sand Palm!”

Chen Yuan gathered his concentration and exerted his full strength. The blade twisted, and the sharp saber tip fiercely slashed, as Evil Qi collided with Gang Qi. Bei Haisheng’s palms loosened, he moved his foot, and bolted directly towards Chen Yuan’s chest.

Chen Yuan didn’t meet the attack head-on. Instead, he forcibly retreated several meters.

He knew Bei Haisheng’s strength lay in his Iron Palms, once famously known as Iron Palm Bei Haisheng, with a near invincible reputation in his younger years!

Bei Haisheng appeared calm, although surprised by Chen Yuan’s pure Evil Qi, he did not show an overly shocked reaction. Chen Yuan’s capability to kill Lin Beihan outright proved he was quite capable.

He did not let his guard down.

Chen Yuan retreated while Bei Haisheng attacked, driving him back into the courtyard. With a stomp, Chen Yuan halted his retreat, the Evil Qi in his dantian surged to his right arm.

Simultaneously, as the Yan Ling Saber fell into his hand, his Vajra Glaze Body fully activated, his right fist charged with terrifying power. He stepped forward, and the ground shook underfoot.

“Boom!!!”

Punch met palm, Gang clashed with Evil, producing a huge booming sound as if someone had suddenly set off explosives; a wave of heat spread through the void.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuan retreated three steps, his gaze intense.

Bei Haisheng, however, only took one step back, but his qi and blood surged uncontrollably!