Return of the King, Dominating the City

"Heh, heh, these two women’s lives will be spared, I want to have a little fun with them!"

Keno commanded the Blood Clan.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the tightly wrapped bat wings, speaking viciously: "You bastard, making me expend my Qi-blood, I must play with these two women well, or it’ll be too much of a loss for me."

No sooner had he finished speaking, than the bat wings began to tremble again.

"Still struggling, courting death!"

Keno raised an eyebrow, surprised at Song Yun’s strong vitality, but then disdain appeared in his eyes as he continued to tighten the bat wings.

Crack, crack...

The sound of bones breaking continuously rang out, who knows how many bones in Song Yun’s body had fractured.

If Keno continued pressing like this, he might just mash him into a pancake.

Gradually, no movement could be felt within the bat wings anymore.

"Trying to fight me, you’re still lacking. Once you die, that black broken sword will be mine, hahahaha..."

Thinking of acquiring the Black Light Broken Sword, Keno was exhilarated.

Within the tightly closed bat wings.

Song Yun’s body was pressed into a mass, drenched in blood, unable to move even slightly.

Even someone as resilient as him had his expression twisted in pain.

"Damn it, is today where I meet my end here?"

Unwillingness surged in Song Yun’s heart. Though he was in desperate straits, his fighting spirit wasn’t diminished.

But facing this situation, he was helpless.

Moreover, the loss of blood was making his consciousness increasingly blurred.

His life force was fading away, his consciousness on the verge of being snuffed out, leading him towards death.

But just then, suddenly...

Song Yun’s blood was nearly drained, and in his hazy mind, he thought he was done for.

But just then, suddenly, an energy emerged in his mind causing his body to shudder slightly, and the previously dazed consciousness instantly cleared up.

"What’s happening?"

Song Yun’s mind was shaken, disregarding his bodily state, at least his consciousness was excessively clear at this moment.

Soon after, a passage of text appeared in his mind.

The passage of text, emerged on one page.

This sensation was peculiar, Song Yun felt as if there was a space in his mind, holding this book.

In fact, he felt as if the book appeared right before him.

And the space within his mind was spacious, seemingly yet to be developed.

However, now was not the time to ponder these thoughts.

He observed the text that appeared on the Dao Tome.

"Disciple, let me refer to you as such for the time being, though you haven’t formally apprenticed, you have received the inheritance, so you might barely qualify as my token disciple. And I, you should know who I am, I am Yin Xi."

"What you’re seeing now, these words only appear at the moment you’re on the brink of death, they are what I, leaving Earth, have left for you, my token disciple."

"Firstly, this book records many things, not only cultivation techniques, but also alchemy, artifact refining, talismans, arrays, and so on. Of course, at your current level, you cannot access all the more profound content yet."

"But as long as you continue advancing, the later parts will gradually unlock, and you will be able to learn more. Even if you’re not a genius, as long as you cultivate, you will become a peerless strongman in the future. Because this book compiles my lifetime’s efforts."

"Additionally, each time you advance a major realm, you’ll automatically acquire a secret manual, and without need for cultivation, you can master it. As your level increases, the acquired secrets will become exceedingly powerful, and when instantly mastered, your combat power will tremendously boost. Perhaps this could be your trump card. Think about advancing during a battle, not only elevating your overall strength, but also mastering a powerful secret. Then, defeating your opponent would be as easy as pie."

Seeing this, Song Yun smiled bitterly in his heart.

Right now he wanted to advance, but achieving breakthrough during battle, how easy is that?

He continued reading, only to see it written in the hand transmission: "This world is filled with many mysteries and numerous unknowns to you. Currently, you’re too weak, not yet qualified to understand these. When you become stronger, the knowledge that you need to know will naturally appear in the hand transmission."

"To ensure you, the heir, don’t die so easily, I’ve left three strands of my residual power on the hand transmission, let’s refer to them as Yin Xi’s residual power. Of course, these three strands, are just a minuscule portion of my immense power. But this power is enough to let you evade danger currently. These three strands of power, awaken when you’re about to die, granting you three chances in total."

"Upon each awakening, your body’s injuries will heal, then you’ll gain mighty strength, maintaining it for thirty minutes. My three residual powers can save your life three times. After the third time, you will have to rely on yourself. I hope you live longer, so we may have the chance to meet again in the future."

"That’s all I have to say, wish you good luck!"

After reading these contents, Song Yun watched as the words transformed into particles of cyan light, floating off the Dao Tome and gradually vanishing.

In the next moment, he felt the cyan light seemed to enter his body.

An unprecedented sensation arose, as if a force within his body was eager to burst forth.

Moreover, Song Yun noticeably felt his physical faculties were exceptionally vigorous, several times stronger than when he was at his peak before.

The True Qi within him, was as vast as the sea.

"Could this be Yin Xi’s residual power!"

Song Yun’s eyes lit up, he was certain that his combat ability had increased several folds at least.

"Song Yun, no more movement, are you dead? Even if you’re dead, I will still press you into jerky!"

Outside the bat wings wrapping Song Yun, Keno’s cold voice came through.

A tremendous force emanated from the bat wings, but to Song Yun at this moment, it felt like a mere tickle, causing no actual harm.

"This is Yin Xi’s residual power, it’s overwhelming."

Song Yun’s lips curled into a smile, as he forcefully stretched his arms, pushing outwards fiercely.

"Ah! What’s happening?"

Keno felt the force coming from the bat wings, he shouted in astonishment.

He hurriedly increased his strength, but couldn’t withstand it at all.

"Impossible, the power of the Blood-Colored Tomb is all concentrated in the bat wings’ veins and bone structure, even if you’re at the peak of SS-level, you shouldn’t be able to withstand it!?"

Keno exclaimed in disbelief, crying out.

Just then, the bat wings burst open with a boom, Song Yun jumped out from within, landing on the ground in one leap.

With Yin Xi’s residual power boosting him now, Song Yun’s combat prowess was not only formidable, but his momentum was also extraordinarily terrifying.

The moment he appeared, that invisible pressure was even more terrifying than a Marquis at SSS realm, like a dragon overlooking everyone, instantly intimidating the entire scene.

The fierce fighting werewolves and Blood Clan on both sides involuntarily halted their battle.

They stared at Song Yun, dumbfounded.

Song Yun, pressed and bleeding so much, was still alive, and at that moment exuded an overwhelming aura, what’s going on?

"Song Yun!"

Lying in the corner, Nie Wushuang, although her breath was weak, excitedly called out, her eyes sparkling with tears.

Just now, when she thought Song Yun was killed, her heart shattered.

Only now did she realize that this man from her dreams had already claimed an important place in her heart.

Seeing Song Yun alive, she was overjoyed.

However, seeing Nie Wushuang injured like this, Song Yun couldn’t feel happy, only distressed.

He then looked elsewhere, the werewolves were all injured, just barely holding on.

If not for his awakening of Yin Xi’s residual power, Nie Wushuang and others might have died here today.

"You, will pay the price."

Song Yun’s gaze darkened, looking towards the Blood Clan.

"Blood-Colored Tomb!"

Keno snapped back to attention, not daring to let Song Yun attack first, recklessly expending blood essence, he unleashed the Blood-Colored Tomb once more.

This time, he spat out even more blood, the power was even greater.

Because he knew, Song Yun now was incomparable to his prior state.

A pair of gigantic bat wings spread out, sweeping towards Song Yun.

But this time, Song Yun did not evade.

He stood in place, coldly watching Keno.

Watching as the bat wings were about to engulf him, he moved.

The fiercely powerful bat wings, in an instant, stopped.