Beastmaster of the Ages-Chapter 3459 - The Most Aggrieved in All of History

"What on earth is going on?”

After some time, the silver-haired valley lord and the tensource beast suppressed the black and white insects that had spread all over their bodies with their cosmoforce. However, their faces were still quite ugly, as they had to resist the sea of insects at all times. Both man and beast roared with rage as soon as they recovered.

"Yin-Yang World!"

They knew that they had been fooled.

"The formation core’s locked. Anyone not of their bloodline will be attacked if they try to assimilate it!"

"How vicious!"

If they didn’t want others to steal their treasure, then just reject them outright. However, the formation core, which appeared harmless, had acted like a divine wonder and forcibly implanted itself in their bodies, absorbing their power and destroying their flesh, like a divine toxin.

After becoming an astral god and possessing astrons, ordinary poisons would no longer be effective against the body, but this kind of divine wonder-like celestial pattern poison was fatal. Poisons like those were extremely difficult to remove once engraved on their astrons.

"Father, what should we do? Can we suppress it and take it by force?" Qitian Muyu asked.

The furious valley lord grit his teeth. "I’m not sure. I can only suppress it. It can't be removed for the time being!"

He tried to move and found that he had consumed a lot of energy to suppress the poison. Even moving was a challenge, let alone fighting. It was equivalent to a serious injury and a temporary loss of combat power, much like a mortal who had been poisoned.

"Me too..." the tensource beast roared. Even a powerful beast like it felt aggrieved. After all of their planning and calculating, the result was they were poisoned? They were the biggest joke of the astralscape of order!

Man and beast were pale, their expressions ugly.

"Can't we suppress it by force and assimilate it?" Qitian Muyu asked.

"Shut up! If it was possible to do that, would you have to say anything at all?" From the valley lord’s agitation, it was clear what a predicament the poison presented.

All formations and formation cores were created bit by bit over thousands of generations. So were astralships and the Myriadpath Celestial Formation; therefore, what the valley lord and his beast faced wasn’t an individual of the Yin-Yang World, but a formation core forged by an entire civilization over millions of years. If it was easy to deal with, the valley lord wouldn’t look so unhappy.

“This isn’t the real formation core, but a backup to prevent theft! And now it’s turned into poison. Even if we can get rid of it, we can’t use it to control the astralship!” The valley lord’s teeth chattered when he spoke. Hadn’t it all been just a waste of time? More importantly, he had shot himself in the foot and even been seriously injured to boot! And House Yumo was even going back to rally all of Myriadpath Valley to destroy House Qitian.

Hearing that, Qitian Muyu's heart sank. Eyes red, he said, "What should we do now, Father?" In his excitement, he had never imagined falling from heaven to the depths of hell.

"What can we do? We can only remove the poison!" The valley lord gritted his teeth.

"How long will that take?" Qitian Muyu asked.

"I don't know! I don't even have a clue how to remove it. These celestial patterns are like leeches sucking on my astrons. If they’re peeled off one by one, it may take anywhere from a few years to several centuries!" he said through clenched teeth.

It was easy to invite the devil in, but hard to send them away.

Hearing that, Qitian Muyu fell apart. A few years or several centuries? What could an old valley lord in a severely wounded state for hundreds of years do?

They had slaughtered an important pillar of House Yumo who also believed the valley lord was behind the incident in the Infinitum Realm. Now the Yumos were going back to fight to the death, but House Qitian had not only failed to seize the astralship, but the valley lord was also poisoned.

Qitian Muyu was about to vomit blood. "Father, is there no way to find the real formation core?" he asked in despair.

"If there was, would I still be standing here?" the valley lord roared, his face turning purple. He had trouble speaking due to suppressing the poisonous black and white insects in his body.

"Fine!" Qitian Muyu stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground. “Father! The calm season’s almost over and you’re seriously injured. If we don't leave soon and this astralship enters the depths of the Inner Yin, we might not be able to get out!" He wouldn’t fear anything if the valley lord was fine. They could always find a way to survive the stormy season. The problem was that the monochrome planet was already deep in the Inner Yin and still going deeper.

Who knew how deep it would go, or how difficult it would be to leave? What if they couldn’t leave and both pillars of House Qitian were trapped there while House Yumo wreaked havoc outside? With every passing second, House Qitian was in even greater danger.

The blood feud had already formed!

"I don’t need you to remind me of that!" the valley lord roared, his heart bleeding. The arrogant speech he’d given earlier had come back to slap him in the face.

"Father! Leave now and don’t let House Yumo know you’re injured. They don’t know that we don’t have the astralship, so they won’t act rashly—we can still intimidate them for a few decades, at least until you recover some combat power!" Qitian Muyu urged.

At least the Three Exalted Houses could remain as they were. House Qitian wouldn’t suffer from House Yumo’s revenge and would still have a way to survive. But if they didn't give up and stayed where they were, House Yumo would realize they had disappeared with the astralship and raise their swords against House Qitian. Then, House Qitian would be destroyed.

Qitian Muyu knew that the astralship was still heading deeper into the Inner Yin and time was running out. "Father?" He stared at his father with red eyes.

Give up—easy words to say, but difficult to put into action. It was no different from admitting defeat, admitting that their plan was a complete failure! The valley lord had deceived House Yumo, but was fooled by the Yin-Yang World in return. Could he expel the poison, locate the real formation core, and turn the tide in just a short period of time? Obviously, that was a dream!

The more impossible it was, the more it tormented the valley lord. When was the last time he had been so angry and upset? At that moment, his heart was being ravaged by a bloody storm.

"Go. We’ll come again in the next calm season."

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Eyes red, the tensource beast intently stared at the place where they had suffered such a grave humiliation.