Between heaven and earth, a tumultuous unrest prevailed. The space itself was violently undulating at that moment. Amidst this upheaval, ripples of an eerie origin suddenly began to emanate from the wisp of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint’s remnant soul. These ripples gradually coalesced into a massive, intangible figure that was over a thousand zhang in size. A closer inspection would reveal that the figure bore an exact resemblance to the Yellow Springs Demon Saint. Yet, standing before this form, Xiao Yan felt as though he was facing the entire world—an overwhelming sense of dread engulfed him! This feeling made Xiao Yan vividly realize what it meant to be utterly vulnerable.
“This is the true form of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint…”
Xiao Yan gasped in disbelief. He hadn’t expected that the remnant soul could actually manifest the true form of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint through sound waves.
The sound wave-constructed true form of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint lowered its head, its indifferent gaze fixated on Xiao Yan in the distance. Then, its mouth slowly opened, and an ancient syllable, like a thunder dragon emerging from layers of storm clouds, abruptly revealed its fierce appearance!
“Mu!”
With the single word, the intangible form of the Demon Saint instantly crumbled. Simultaneously, the surrounding space also fragmented, allowing Xiao Yan to see with his own eyes how the space under the impact of the sound waves was fracturing inch by inch. A destructive sonic force, swifter than light, surged forth overwhelmingly.
This was the first time Xiao Yan had witnessed such a speed of attack. Under such a terrifying velocity, he had no time to form any defense!
*Boom! Boom! Boom!*
The devastating sound waves, as the ancient character emerged from the Demon Saint’s lips, had already descended upon the massive soul giant which Xiao Yan had transformed into. Consequently, the latter’s body began to disintegrate. Low, resonating explosions spread across his surface, and the hundreds of zhang-tall body shrank and faded into obscurity at a rate visible to the eye.
The assault came too swiftly and with utter annihilation!
This was a total and absolute catch unaware!
The sound wave swept through the space like a tempest, transforming everything in its path into nothingness. A dark light enveloped the area, leaving only a solitary peak standing in the void. On top of the peak, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint plopped back onto his throne, his already ethereal form becoming even more transparent. Clearly, the previous attack had drained him of much of his power.
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint raised his head, gazing at the dark, empty space. “To fall under the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs is, in a way, a boon.”
“Indeed, the skill of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint’s fame. Even a mere remnant soul can wield such power. It’s truly unfathomable. When the genuine Yellow Springs Demon Saint executed it, the destruction must have been unimaginable.”
As the Yellow Springs Demon Saint’s voice faded, a flame suddenly appeared in the void. It grew larger, taking the form of a ghostly figure—unmistakably, it was Xiao Yan, who had been decimated by the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs.
Flames enveloped Xiao Yan as he stepped through the void, walking towards the peak. Gazing at the remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint on the throne, he smiled faintly.
“Mysterious Fire? No wonder you survived,” said the remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint, somewhat surprised at the flames surrounding Xiao Yan. “Even with the protection of the Mysterious Fire, your soul must have suffered considerable damage.”
“It will take about ten days to fully recover,” replied Xiao Yan with a smile, not trying to put up a front. The power of the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs had long since shaken him. If it weren’t for the Mysterious Fire’s protection, he would have surely been severely injured. Most terrifying of all was the speed of the attack. At such velocities, any defense was impossible to form.
“You are the first person in many years to withstand the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs.”
The remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint, looking at Xiao Yan, eventually showed a rare smile. His body leaned against the throne, his tone filled with a tinge of melancholy. “This day has finally arrived.”
“Elder, I seek only the cultivation method of the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs and the Demon Saint’s essence blood. I have no other intentions.”
“Since you have endured the Heavenly Wrath, I will naturally grant your requests,” said the Yellow Springs Demon Saint, flicking his fingers. A wisp of soul energy shot out, hovering in front of Xiao Yan.
Feeling the surge of soul energy, Xiao Yan hesitated slightly before cautiously grasping it. As soon as it entered his grasp, it transformed into a stream of information, flooding his mind. Instantly, complete cultivation methods, radiating with an ancient aura, appeared in his mind, bringing a sense of joy.
He closed his eyes, perceiving the influx of information. Moments later, he opened them, his joy expanding. Not only did the information contain the cultivation method for the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs, but also for the Yellow Springs Point and the Yellow Springs Palm.
“Thank you, Elder Yellow Springs.”
Suppressing his joy, Xiao Yan respectfully bowed to the Yellow Springs Demon Saint.
“My mission is to wait for one who can defeat me and pass on my knowledge. Your soul strength has reached the requirements to cultivate the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs.”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint smiled, spreading his palm. As he did so, his ethereal form began to emit a faint golden stream. These threads converged toward his palm, quickly forming a ball of golden liquid.
Upon seeing the golden liquid, Xiao Yan felt the latent bloodline within his heart pulse fiercely.
“Is this the essence blood of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint?”
Xiao Yan watched the golden liquid closely, sensing the strange energy contained within.
“No wonder the remnant soul could summon the true form; the essence blood was hidden within it.”
He glanced at the remnant soul, deep in thought.
“Alas, after a thousand years of cultivation, my soul ascended to the realm of a legendary emperor, yet I still couldn’t take the final step.”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid, his voice tinged with infinite regret and defiance.
“Elder, your cultivation is divine. You just faced a sudden calamity; otherwise, you would have certainly ascended to the Battle King realm.”
Xiao Yan, not stingy with a small compliment, continued.
“Hehe, the Battle King is not so easily achieved. Such a powerhouse may never appear in this world again…”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint shook his head, then added, “Why do you think so?”
Startled, Xiao Yan asked, “After the ancient times, Battle King powerhouses have become extremely rare. Now, that level exists only in legends, except for the last Tuo Sheng Gu Di. Why is that?”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint frowned, seemingly recalling something. After a long while, he looked up at the endless void, his voice tinged with a deep, ancient quality. “It seems that something is missing from this world…”
“Missing? What is missing?” Xiao Yan’s face twitched, unable to comprehend what the Yellow Springs Demon Saint was saying. Though simple, his words were enigmatic, leaving one puzzled.
“I myself am not clear. Now, I am just a remnant soul, having lost much of my memory. And I have existed for far too long…”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint slowly shook his head, his voice filled with the weight of eons. Gazing at the golden liquid in his hand, he sighed, waving his hand and sending the liquid towards Xiao Yan.
“Your arrival here is a fated encounter, and your endurance of the Heavenly Wrath proves your capability. The Yellow Springs’ ultimate techniques are not for the unworthy. You are not unworthy.”
The golden blood slowly fell into Xiao Yan’s palm, surging with immense energy, making the blood in his body scorching.
“Thank you, Elder Yellow Springs.”
Carefully tucking away the essence blood, Xiao Yan looked up to see the peak beginning to collapse, the throne cracking, and the form of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint becoming increasingly translucent.
“My mission is complete. I hope my techniques will not lose their brilliance and fame along with my demise.”
“Farewell, Elder.”
Xiao Yan bowed reverently. Observing the scene, he realized that the remnant soul had sustained itself for so long due to the essence blood. Now, with the essence blood leaving, the remnant soul was nearing its end, dissipating into the void.
“Hehe…”
The Yellow Springs Demon Saint chuckled, nodding. In an instant, his form vanished completely. As he dissipated, the peak and the throne collapsed, turning into nothingness.
Watching the once vibrant space turn dark and empty, Xiao Yan sighed. His illusory form slowly disappeared, and with it, the space around him vanished, leaving only silence…
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