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"Before leaving, we all agreed to keep the secret and never leak it."
"Nobody expected that just because we let everyone go home, the sky would fall down."
Feng Tianyang's voice became incredibly bitter.
"The problem lies with Bian Tong."
"He's an honest man, but he's also petty."
He felt that his cultivation would progress rapidly in the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, so he harbored selfish thoughts and wanted to tell his fellow disciples from the Natural Sect about this place and bring them along.
"He was afraid we wouldn't agree, so he secretly contacted his disciples."
"As a result... I don't know where things went wrong, but he not only revealed the gathering, but also the list of our thirty-six people was leaked!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunyuan's heart skipped a beat.
It turns out that the so-called traitor who leaked the list of the Thirty-Six Thieves was none other than Bian Tong of the Natural Gate!
Driven by mere selfishness, he stirred up a bloody storm that has left a legacy of calamity for a century.
"You all know what happened next."
"All the sects felt this was a great disgrace, that their own disciples had actually formed a sworn brotherhood with the Quanxing demons, so they decided to deal with it themselves and clean up their own sects."
"The Jia Shen Rebellion broke out just like that."
"Bian Tong himself, along with his fellow disciples, wanted to return to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley, but they couldn't find the entrance no matter what they did."
In the end, not only did they fail to find it, but they were also hunted down by the Natural Gate and died under a hail of blades.
After Feng Tianyang finished speaking these last words, the last glimmer of light in his eyes was completely extinguished.
Like a body drained of all its strength, he tilted his head and completely lost consciousness.
The entire compound was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned by the shocking secret revealed by Feng Tianyang.
Twenty-four solar terms...
A mysterious place that can transform ordinary people into extraordinary individuals, and allow those with extraordinary abilities to greatly advance their cultivation...
A massive secret that could change the entire landscape of the supernatural world...
The flames of greed burned fiercely in the eyes of every "reputable sect".
Chapter 90 The Celestial Master, enraged, stormed off.
After Feng Tianyang fainted, the courtyard did not immediately quiet down.
The secrets of the Eight Extraordinary Skills are truly immense.
Each of these techniques is a unique skill of its time, enough to establish a school of thought and allow a family to stand for centuries.
Everyone present looked at the man on the wooden frame, who was barely clinging to life, and the greed in their eyes burned even brighter, like a wildfire fanned by the wind.
Moreover, he only told half of it.
Since the Thirty-Six Thieves have already left the Twenty-Four Seasonal Valley, where did they learn the Eight Extraordinary Techniques from?
Luo Pingxin took a moment to calm his breathing, suppressing the surging blood and qi caused by the injury to his Yin body, and stepped forward again.
He took out another small bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill that emitted a strange fragrance, and roughly stuffed it into Feng Tianyang's mouth.
The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a cool medicinal power quickly nourished Feng Tianyang's nearly collapsed soul, slowly waking him from unconsciousness.
However, what awaited him was not liberation, but a new round of even more brutal interrogation.
"Go on."
Luo Pingxin's voice was as cold as iron.
The Yin body transformed into black smoke once more and entered Feng Tianyang's brow.
"Ugh—!"
Feng Tianyang's soul had barely recovered a little when it was once again overwhelmed by boundless pain.
His will was finally and utterly crushed.
He began to utter that final secret in a broken and hollow tone, intermittently.
"After the news... was leaked..."
"We were all being hunted down by various forces...we had no choice but to hide and run away..."
"Towards the end of the year, Wugensheng... contacted us again using 'Xiqing' and we met in the Qinling Mountains..."
Feng Tianyang's voice carried a hint of desperate lament.
"But this time... only nine people showed up..."
"The rest of our brothers were either captured or... are already dead..."
Everyone present was intrigued and pricked up their ears.
These nine people must be the most crucial key figures in the Jia Shen Rebellion!
"The nine of us, led by Wugensheng, escaped back to the Twenty-Four Seasons Valley once again..."
"Right there...we...we finally comprehended the Eight Extraordinary Techniques!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar!
It turns out that the Eight Extraordinary Skills were only discovered after this!
Zhang Yunyuan's heart skipped a beat.
He knew that the place of enlightenment that Feng Tianyang mentioned was the mysterious and unpredictable Qi system that formed its own cycle within the Nine-Bend Cave!
"Which nine people are they?!"
The head of the Wang family demanded an explanation, his voice filled with barely suppressed agitation.
"What are the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?! Who has figured them out?!"
Under Luo Pingxin's merciless tearing, Feng Tianyang's soul was on the verge of collapse. He used his last bit of strength to reveal the eight earth-shattering names, along with the unique skills they represented, to the public.
"Wudang...Zhou Sheng comprehended...Feng Hou Qi Men!"
"Zheng Zibu of Maoshan has comprehended... the Tongtian Lu!"
"The weapon refiner... Ma Benzai, comprehended... Divine Refinement of a Hundred Techniques!"
"The sorcerer... Gu Qiting, comprehended... the Great Luo Cave Observation!"
"Jishetang...Duanmu Ying, has mastered...the Dual-Hand Technique!"
"I... Feng Tianyang, have comprehended... the ability to bind spirits and command generals!"
"The recluse... Ruan Feng, he comprehended... the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief!"
As he finished speaking, Feng Tianyang's voice suddenly stopped, as if he had touched upon some deepest taboo, and his soul trembled violently.
"And...Longhu Mountain...Zhang Huaiyi..."
"What he comprehended... is called... the Qi Body Source Flow!"
The names of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, along with their respective masters, exploded in everyone's minds like thunderclaps!
Everyone present began to breathe rapidly, and the fire of greed in their eyes burned to its peak.
If we can find that place of enlightenment...
If only they could also try to "enlighten" themselves...
Wouldn't that mean every family and every sect could possess its own unique skill?
This thought, like the most poisonous seed, instantly took root and sprouted in everyone's hearts, growing wildly!
The head of the Wang family practically roared it out.
"Where exactly is the place of enlightenment?"
Luo Pingxin pushed his Yin Body to its limit, attempting to dig out this secret from the deepest part of Feng Tianyang's soul.
However, just as his yin body was about to touch that core memory.
A sudden change occurs!
A golden light, seemingly from the primordial chaos and pure to the extreme, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of Feng Tianyang's soul!
That light was domineering and majestic, carrying an inviolable supreme will!
"what--!"
Luo Pingxin let out a shrill scream, as if struck by lightning, and flew backward violently, spitting out blood.
His renowned Yin Body, upon contact with the golden light, was instantly purified and evaporated by more than half, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, suffering unprecedented damage!
"Forbidden... Forbidden!"
Luo Pingxin collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, his eyes filled with horror and fear.
"His soul contains... an unimaginably powerful restriction!"
He refused to believe in evil and struggled to activate his remaining Yin body again, trying to bypass the restriction.
But the result was the same.
No matter what method he uses, as long as he tries to explore the secrets of the "place of enlightenment," that golden restriction will immediately appear and severely damage him.
After several attempts, Luo Pingxin's body was on the verge of death, and his face was ashen, completely losing the ability to fight again.
Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
How could this be?
The duck that was almost in my mouth flew away?
"let me!"
An elder of the Lü family, skeptical of superstition, stepped forward, ready to test the Lü family's unique spiritual magic.
Just then, an old and weary voice finally rang out.