“I once tried to obtain the cultivation method of the ‘Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath’ and the essence blood of a demon saint from within the stone tablet, but as soon as my soul power just entered the stone, I was repelled with a spurt of blood and had to recuperate for half a year before I could fully recover.” The Devil’s Eye looked at Xiao Yan with a grave expression, sighed lightly, and his gaze cautiously shifted toward the stone tablet. “Even though my strength is now many times stronger than back then, I have a feeling that if I try again, the outcome might not be much better.”
“The stone tablet indeed contains an extremely powerful soul force, and within that soul force, there is also a strange pressure. If I am not mistaken, the Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs’ accomplishments in soul cultivation must have reached quite a terrifying level,” Xiao Yan nodded slightly and said softly.
“Someone who has almost attained the level of a Battle King isn’t any simple character,” the Devil’s Eye laughed bitterly and then said, “How about it? Brother Xiao Yan, do you have any confidence?”
“No certainty, but I want to give it a try.” Xiao Yan’s gaze was fixed on the stone tablet as he shook his head and said, even though the gap between him and the Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs seemed like a chasm, after all, the stone merely contained a remnant soul of his. If they were to clash, the result would be hard to predict.
“Since that’s the case, it all rests on Brother Xiao Yan,” hearing this, the Devil’s Eye was slightly pleased and advised, “If you feel anything is off, retreat immediately.”
“Mm.” Xiao Yan nodded slightly and with a shift of his body, he appeared on the stone pedestal right in front of the stone tablet. He slowly sat down cross-legged while his soul inside his forehead was becoming restless.
“For this period, don’t let anyone disturb me…” After a soft instruction, Xiao Yan’s body shivered slightly and then a somewhat ethereal form stepped out from his forehead, finally hovering in front of the stone tablet.
Seeing that Xiao Yan’s soul had coalesced into a human form similar to his real body, the Devil’s Eye silently praised him. Souls were too elusive and insubstantial. In today’s world, where dou qi ruled, few strong cultivators placed much emphasis on soul cultivation. Though souls are the foundation of humans, without special techniques, they can hardly produce a decisive advantage in a fight, and the effort and time required for their cultivation are disproportionate. Therefore, the majority of soul powers among the strong are merely average. It is nearly impossible for most people to condense an immaterial soul into a tangible body like Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan’s soul floated in front of the stone tablet, its eyes gazing at the latter. After a long while, under the watchful eyes of Cai Lin and others, it stepped forward. Its somewhat ethereal body collided directly with the stone tablet.
“Swish!”
At the moment of contact, the surface of the ancient stone tablet rippled like liquid, and Xiao Yan’s soul, as if being swallowed, disappeared mysteriously in front of the tablet.
“Rumble!”
In the ancient atmosphere-filled sky, thunder roared wildly like enraged dragons, and the thunderous sound shook this space, causing it to tremble violently.
“Is this the hidden space within the stone tablet…?” Suspended in the air, Xiao Yan looked at this wondrous dimension, surprise flashing in his eyes. His gaze then turned and scanned the end of this domain.
“To create a space within the stone tablet, the Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs truly lives up to his name,” Xiao Yan sighed gently. He started walking through the void, slowly advancing further into the domain. As he moved, the thunder in the sky, as if drawn by a magnet, began to bombard him. However, faced with such an attack, Xiao Yan’s expression remained unchanged. Without pausing, any thunder that came within ten yards of his periphery was instantly obliterated by an invisible force, as if he were shielded by an invisible protective barrier.
“Boom!”
As Xiao Yan advanced deeper, the lightning seemed to understand that it was no match for him and gradually receded. Just as the final flash of lightning faded, a deep yellow cloud suddenly appeared above Xiao Yan. Immediately following, an incredibly powerful wind tore through the realm, fiercely pressing down upon him.
“Yellow Spring Finger…”
Xiao Yan’s steps paused briefly, and he raised his head to look at the enormous finger ripping through the heavens and emerging from the clouds. A slight fluctuation passed over his eyes. With a light flick of his sleeve, a vast surge of soul power erupted, forming into another giant finger. With a loud boom, it collided heavily with the Finger of the Yellow Springs.
“Bang!”
The moment they clashed, the space around them wavered. There was no explosion of energy. Both dissipated at the point of impact, cancelling each other out.
“Boom.”
No sooner had the Finger of the Yellow Springs shattered, when suddenly, the ground beneath Xiao Yan exploded. A huge yellow hand emerged, and in a flash, it appeared beneath him, gripping tightly around Xiao Yan’s body.
“Crush!”
A calm yet formidable phrase echoed from the giant hand. An intense soul storm swept out, and in a flash, it shattered the hand forcefully.
“Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs, show yourself. Such tricks cannot defeat me.”
When the yellow hand burst, Xiao Yan reappeared in the realm. Lifting his head and looking ahead, he spoke in a soft voice, but one that sounded like thunder, resonating throughout the entire space.
“Rumble!”
The moment Xiao Yan’s voice echoed, a mountain peak in the distance suddenly broke through the earth and soared up, towering and resolute. At the peak sat a massive throne, upon which a figure clad in a yellow robe sat upright, emitting an aura so potent that it caused the heavens and earth to quiver.
“Youngster, this is not a place for you. Leave now.”
A mild, soul-pressure-infused tone slowly entered Xiao Yan’s ears, sending ripples through his body under its influence.
Xiao Yan’s gaze locked onto the figure seated on the throne, and after a moment, he smiled slightly and said, “Though you once stood at the zenith of existence, now you are but a persistent trace of a departed spirit.”
“How dare you act so brazenly in front of me, a mere whelp!” Upon hearing Xiao Yan, the figure on the throne abruptly opened its eyes, a powerful soul wave sweeping out like a blade, aiming viciously at Xiao Yan.
“A petty trick,” Xiao Yan smiled in response, stepping forward instead of retreating. With a sweep of his sleeves, a vast soul wave diffused, countering the Demon Saint’s soul attack entirely.
“Give me the method to cultivate the Heavenly Yellow Springs Wrath and the demon saint’s essence blood, and I will leave.”
“If you want the Heavenly Yellow Springs Wrath and the essence blood, defeat me first!”
The Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs suddenly rose, and as he did, the earth and sky around the mountain peak crumbled. “A soul at the late Celestial Realm, truly the strongest I’ve seen in a long time. But alas, you are still far from achieving the peak of the Celestial Realm. My soul, however, transcends the Celestial Realm, reaching the Imperial Realm! How dare you challenge me.”
“Imperial Realm?”
Upon hearing these words, Xiao Yan’s heart jolted, and a hint of shock surfaced in his eyes. This was the first time he had heard of someone cultivating their soul power to the Imperial Realm. Looking at the current Dou Qi continent, it was doubtful that anyone else had reached this level. The Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs indeed lived up to his reputation.
“If you were truly the Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs, I would not dare to challenge you. But now, you are merely a fragment of his soul.”
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and with a sudden step forward, his body instantly swelled to hundreds of feet tall, resembling a giant standing between the heavens and earth. He looked down upon the Demon Saint, his giant hand clenching and slamming towards him.
“Foolhardy!”
The Demon Saint of the Yellow Springs suddenly looked up and bellowed. His hands pressed down hard on the ground, causing it to tremble violently. Then, the earth shattered, and countless gigantic hands burst out, like a rainstorm, viciously hammering down on Xiao Yan’s soul-formed giant.
“Destroy!”
The fierce onslaught caused Xiao Yan’s soul to vibrate violently. He didn’t hesitate and opened his mouth, unleashing a bizarre, intensely hot soul energy that surged downward. At the moment of contact, the countless gigantic hands were shattered, and even the shaking earth was suppressed.
“Your soul actually contains the power of different flames?!”
Upon making contact, the Demon Saint’s face changed slightly. His hands swiftly formed a strange seal, which he placed to his lips, causing an incredibly terrifying wave to ripple out. Under this wave, the very space around them seemed to tear apart, like the end of the world was approaching.
“Heavenly Yellow Springs Wrath…”
Sensing the terrifying fluctuations that even made his own heart race, Xiao Yan’s expression grew gravely serious. Soul battles were more dangerous than physical ones; a single mistake could lead to the disintegration of one’s soul, resulting in complete and utter annihilation of one’s life in the realm.
Under the Demon Saint’s remnant soul, even Xiao Yan felt a sense of danger. The Heavenly Yellow Springs Wrath, which could make even numerous Dou Sheng experts pale, was not a mere rumor!
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