Wen Yan stood on the Slaughtering Dragon Platform, long saber in hand. His body surged with Yang Energy, like a burning fla. Lightning coursed around the blade, carrying the montum from slaying the Gluttonous Quintessence Incarnations. This made him appear even more terrifying than Pei Tugou, the vaguely humanoid figure watching from nearby.
King Guilong hid in the water, quietly sinking his body further down until even his eyes were subrged beneath the surface.
Having him witness the execution on the Beheading Dragon Platform was truly a bit too stimulating. Now, he was completely bewildered, understanding very little. He didn't understand, wasn't this the Beheading Dragon Platform? Why did it vanish into ash and smoke on the spot? Nor did he understand those individuals; they didn't look like Dragonkin at all, and he hadn't sensed any draconic aura from them. Even more so, he didn't understand why Wen Yan had asked him to co. This was Wen Yan, after all; he trusted that Wen Yan definitely wouldn't harm him. If he was hastily summoned here, it must be for so urgent matter. If it were soone else, who had specially moved the Beheading Dragon Platform to the West River and asked him to co, he would've long thought, 'If you want dead, I'll strike first and kill you instead.' Now, seeing Wen Yan's overwhelming killing intent on the Beheading Dragon Platform as he annihilated five Great Demons into ash, he was actually quite afraid. Ever since Wen Yan had forced his mouth open last ti and stuffed a bunch of food inside, he occasionally felt a bit afraid of Wen Yan for so inexplicable reason. Of course, this was just an odd feeling that arose in him at tis, and he didn't actually think Wen Yan was trying to intimidate him right now. Possibly, most likely, maybe the matter was very simple: Wen Yan just needed to borrow his Reverse Scale for a mont. Those five individuals, being annihilated into ash on the Beheading Dragon Platform, likely had so connection to the Dragon Clan. His presence as a spectator, coupled with the saber being transford from his Reverse Scale, probably signified that this was about the act itself, not specific individuals, and wasn't targeting the Dragon Clan. And thus, the subsequent impact of this event would be minimized, ending it here. King Guilong thought it through and could only co up with this much. And the more he thought about it, the more he felt it must be so.
Wen Yan, with the saber in hand, stood still, looking at the newly appeared prompt.
"The myths of yore, the recorded legends, now have a new chapter added by you, in the na of a Martial Artist.
The vanished Slaughtering Dragon Platform reappears in the mortal world.
The Dragon Son Glutton, utterly annihilated.
The history written by the once man-eating Ferocious Beast cos to an abrupt halt."
"Completely annihilating the Glutton entitles you to choose one of the following two titles:
One: Dragonkin's Nesis (Dragonkin: refers to all non-True Dragons, non-human Different Races possessing draconic lineage).
Two: Beast Nesis (Ferocious Beast: refers to all beasts whose power is fundantally rooted in ferocious and baleful energy).
Notice: You only have one chance to choose."
Wen Yan was actually a bit surprised; this was the first ti he encountered a choice between two titles. After careful consideration, the Glutton indeed qualified as both a Ferocious Beast and a Dragonkin. He looked at the two titles and, without much hesitation, directly chose Beast Nesis. Based on this encounter with the Glutton, creatures classified as Ferocious Beasts would likely confront him more often. The probability of him killing them was likely also higher. As for Dragonkin, according to the description, the limitations were quite significant. 'Non-True Dragons'—he wasn't sure what True Dragons were, but he guessed they were the few whose nas were recorded in the annals of ti. And this 'non-human Different Races' restriction made Wen Yan ponder. Did this an that so humans could be classified as Dragonkin? Seeing those restrictions, Wen Yan no longer wanted to choose Dragonkin's Nesis; currently, the only one he knew who could be considered a dragon was King Guilong. And King Guilong was now very peaceful. Furthermore, according to legend, King Guilong supposedly had four more siblings and a Dragon Mother. If he ever truly encountered Dragonkin in the future, this Dragonkin's Nesis title would likely be useless. Beast Nesis seed more appropriate.
After making his choice, he equipped the title.
"Beast Nesis."
"Wearing this title grants 100% suppression, 100% true damage, and 100% Ignore Immunity against all Ferocious Beasts."
"Inherent base effect: Slash Slash Slash.
Originating from a human's plain and unadorned saber technique, these are the saber marks engraved on the forr Glutton.
Base damage: 63%. When wielding a weapon transford from a Beast's Mythical Core, its effectiveness can reach up to 1000%, depending on compatibility.
When the weapon is a saber, an additional 20%(x) damage effect is gained."
"Wearing this title, there is a 21% chance to trigger the special effect 'Vanish into Ash' against Ferocious Beasts."
"Wearing this title, there is a 21% chance to strip away the Mythical Core of the Beast."
Wen Yan reviewed the description, which was significantly more detailed than those of his previous titles. He figured it must be due to the Glutton's rich history. Even this saber technique was a relic from when the Glutton had been slashed in the past. Such a thod of passing down a legacy was indeed simple and unrefined, straightforward and blunt.
Wen Yan swung the long saber. He almost instinctively began adjusting the direction and angle of his slashes. All the muscles in his body began to coordinate, from his stance and power generation to how he channeled and integrated his strength.
As long as he held the saber, he would instinctively ensure his own vulnerabilities were always protected behind the blade's edge.
After a brief mont of sensing it, Wen Yan imdiately disregarded the practical applications of the saber technique and its flashy details.
The saber technique itself was no longer important. What mattered was the accompanying thod of mobilizing and controlling power; it was clearly far more advanced than what he currently mastered. That sensation, akin to an enlightened saber heart—almost instinctual—was the greatest gain.
After briefly sensing it, Wen Yan set the matter aside for now; the current situation was unsuitable for a detailed study of this technique.
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