C20 Injured Demonic Beast

Lin Yaoyang caught the Ghost Faced Demonic Spider's movement and paused, taken aback by the creature's cunning intelligence.

But it was of no consequence now. In just a short time, the Power of the Ant King had reclaimed all the Qi he'd expended earlier. Even more, it had siphoned a considerable amount of the spider's vital essence. Lin Yaoyang could barely contain his excitement; he felt on the cusp of a breakthrough!

His Qi was pulsating through him, his body slightly swollen with energy. Could it be? Was he on the verge of ascending to the Martial Master Level once more?

He could hardly believe it, his heart ablaze with anticipation. He checked the system in his mind and saw the proof: he was a mere 100 points shy of leveling up.

He was indeed on the brink of reaching the Martial Master Level. Lin Yaoyang's gaze darkened as he eyed the Ghost Faced Demonic Spider. Having just slain the martial master Yin Zhiping, his experience had doubled, catapulting him to a Level 9 Warrior. If he could leapfrog levels again and vanquish this spider...

Might the doubled rewards propel him directly into the Martial Arts realm? If so, there would be no reason to return to the Lin Family. Better to remain outside, reach the Martial Saint Level, and then make a triumphant return.

To ascend to the Martial Arts would place him among Qingye Town's elite. Lin Yaoyang imagined the scene: Lin Faang, Elder Lin, groveling for mercy at his feet. But by then, engaging with someone like Elder Lin would be beneath him.

With his determination ignited, Lin Yaoyang realized there was no point in overthinking. All that was left was to strike down the weakened Ghost Faced Demonic Spider.

The rewards would become clear in due time! Lin Yaoyang wasn't one to stand still, immobilized by thought. The more he considered his next move, the more he couldn't contain his eagerness, surprising everyone with his proactive strike!

Once Lin Yaoyang had steadied himself, an immense power erupted from within. He surged forward like an arrow released from its bow, charging directly at the Ghost Faced Demonic Spider.

The Ghost Faced Demonic Spider, upon witnessing this, was enraged. In its eyes, this frail human should have been easily vanquished with a mere flick of its limb, yet it had suffered an injury due to a careless mistake. And now, this human dared to attack with such reckless courage.

Such arrogance, such presumption!

With a thunderous roar, the Ghost Faced Demonic Spider also lunged at Lin Yaoyang. Despite losing one of its eight legs, it was hardly a setback for the creature; its mobility was hardly impaired, and it faced no inconvenience.

What truly mattered was the loss of blood essence and internal power to Lin Yaoyang's Power of the Ant King, resources not easily replenished.

Should the Ghost Faced Demonic Spider manage to flee, it would face an arduous task to regain its peak condition, requiring the consumption of countless First and Second Grade Martial Master Level Demonic Beasts.

But escape was no longer an option. Lin Yaoyang propelled himself towards the spider, weaponless, his fists ready for combat.

The demonic spider swung its remaining foreleg with all its might, the limb enveloped in a dark purple energy so intense it seemed to shimmer with a reflective sheen.

Both Lin Yaoyang and the demonic spider moved with incredible speed, and their collision was imminent.

Lin Yaoyang channeled his Power of the Ant King swiftly, his body cloaked in a shroud of black energy. He watched the spider's oncoming leg without a trace of worry.

A cold smile played at the corner of his mouth as he whispered softly, "Fifth stage of the Lion's Roar!"

Suddenly, Lin Yaoyang unleashed a thunderous roar that was so powerful it caused the nearby trees to quiver. The roar, infused with the combined might of lions and tigers, reverberated with overwhelming force. The sound waves were almost visible, and mercenaries standing at a distance, especially those of lesser strength, found blood seeping from their ears.

Kou Quan's face drained of color at the sight of Lin Yaoyang's technique. He knew exactly what he was witnessing—a sound wave martial skill, and not just any skill, but one far superior to his own Lion Roar, magnified countless times over.

Kou Quan had always taken pride in his Lion Roar, a move that had earned him a wary reputation. Those who had clashed with him knew to be vigilant for his sudden outbursts in combat. The prepared could manage, albeit with slowed reactions. But the unprepared would be left reeling, dizzied by the roar. In a duel between cultivators, even a moment's dizziness could be a fatal flaw, leaving one vulnerable to multiple killing blows.

Kou Quan had dedicated himself to perfecting his Lion Roar, practicing relentlessly to tap into its fullest potential. Yet no matter how much he trained, his mastery was limited to a low-grade Yellow Rank martial skill. The ceiling for growth was disappointingly low, with no room for further advancement. He had pushed this Yellow Rank skill to the pinnacle of its capabilities, but what Kou Quan yearned for was a higher-tier sound wave martial skill.

He coveted the Lion Roaring King's signature move, the Lion's Roar Five Stages, but Kou Quan was well aware of his own limitations. The likelihood of acquiring such a transcendent martial skill was virtually nil.

Thus, Kou Quan was acutely aware of the rarity and value of advanced sound wave martial skills. That he had come into possession of the Lion Roar was a stroke of extraordinary fortune.

Seeing Lin Yaoyang before him unleash a sound wave combat technique that was clearly several levels superior to his own Lion's Roar, Kou Quan couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Moreover, judging by the sheer force of this technique, it had to be at least a high-tier Yellow Rank skill.

It's worth noting that for Kou Quan to preserve the potency of his sound wave skill, he had to limit its range to within two meters. Beyond that, its effectiveness would significantly diminish. Yet, when Lin Yaoyang let out his roar, even trees ten meters away trembled. The Ghost Faced Demonic Spider facing Lin Yaoyang was undoubtedly enduring a formidable assault.

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