Chapter 1535: Clash of Forces

“Ancestor.” The moment the young lad in green appeared beside Xiao Yan, Great Elder of the Pill Tower’s face instantly showed a look of joyful surprise and he respectfully said, “Greetings, Senior.”

For this senior with an astonishingly old status, Xiao Yan did not dare to be disrespectful. He also raised his hands to bow, politely saying, “Pleasure to meet you.”

“There’s no need for such formality,” the Ancestor of the Pill Tower waved his hand. His clear eyes oddly swept over Xiao Yan, and he chuckled, “I truly didn’t expect that the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, which even we cannot subdue, would eventually fall into your hands. This kind of luck is truly something to envy.”

The Pure Lotus Demon Fire was a divine object, and even someone as powerful as the Ancestor of the Pill Tower could not help but be greedy for it. But for all these years, no one had successfully subdued it.

Xiao Yan could only smile at the Ancestor’s laughter. His subjugation of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire was a stroke of luck. If not for the remnant image of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint triggering the great array and annihilating the previous consciousness of the demon fire, even if his luck were several times better, he would not have been able to subdue and refine such a vexing demon fire.

“The Pill Tower is also a member of the Heavenly Alliance. Now your rise and fall are intertwined. As a guardian of the Pill Tower, I cannot remain aloof.” The Ancestor of the Pill Tower, with his still somewhat childish face, looked at Xiao Yan. His eyes held a mysterious meaning. Living for so many years, he had become extraordinarily wise. So, naturally, he also understood the final goal of Xiao Yan in forming the Heavenly Palace.

To the gaze of the Ancestor, Xiao Yan was quite calm. He had no intention to scheme against the Pill Tower. The alliance was beneficial to him, but it also brought significant benefits to the Pill Tower. In recent years, due to their struggle with the Soul Hall, more and more alchemists threatened by the Soul Hall were clinging tightly to the Pill Tower. This development was easily visible to anyone with a keen eye. Given that the astute Ancestor of the Pill Tower should also understand this, Xiao Yan was not worried about any trouble he might cause.

“Hand over that old scoundrel, Hun Qianmo, to me. I may not say I can defeat him directly, but a draw is the least I can assure.”

The Ancestor of the Pill Tower smiled slightly and whispered, “Then, I thank you, Senior.” Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief; with this assurance, the duel was lessened by a variable…

“Ancestor of the Pill Tower… I never thought I would see this legendary figure here.”

“They say this ancestor’s true form is a Nine Rank Mysterious Pill. Perhaps in this world, there’s only one pill of such rank? If it were possible to refine it…”

“Shut up! Do you want to die? The Ancestor of the Pill Tower’s strength is already unmatched under the heavens. There may be people in this world who can defeat him, but trying to refine him stably? Few, if any, can manage that…”

“But if someone truly has such good fortune, then perhaps…”

The appearance of the Ancestor of the Pill Tower unquestionably caused a great stir around the mountain peaks. Many older strong figures, with awe and fear in their eyes, felt a strange surge of thoughts deep in their hearts. Setting aside the Ancestor’s formidable power, his true form as a Nine Rank Mysterious Pill alone could make any Dou Sage envious and crazy.

“Old Ghost, it seems you are determined to oppose the Soul Clan,” Hun Qianmo’s withered face twitched as the Ancestor of the Pill Tower appeared, his voice raspy: “In the past, our Soul Clan refrained from acting against the Pill Tower out of respect for you. Your behavior now is quite unwise.”

“Ah, old scoundrel, it’s rather ridiculous to hear such formalities from you.”

Hearing this, the Ancestor of the Pill Tower laughed, “If the Soul Hall truly had the chance, they would have acted long ago. Do you think I don’t know your tricks? Enough talk. We haven’t fought in a long time. I wonder how much stronger you’ve become since then?”

“You will find out,” Hun Qianmo’s eyes gleamed strangely, and his voice became increasingly distant, becoming almost unreal.

“Be careful, everyone,” seeing Hun Qianmo’s movements, the Ancestor of the Pill Tower smiled faintly, turned to say something to Xiao Yan and others, and then his figure vanished and reappeared mid-air, where he lightly raised his palm, causing intense spatial fluctuations in the area, and suddenly constructed a chaotic space.

“Hun Qianmo, the outside field is too small. Let us fight inside.”

The Ancestor of the Pill Tower stood at the entrance of the spatial channel, laughing loudly at the lower Hun Qianmo, then turned and entered the channel. At their level, constructing a spatial battlefield on the fly was effortless. However, such hastily created spaces were unstable and usually dissipated after the battle.

“Fine, bring it on,” Hun Qianmo sneered. With a move, he rushed through the spatial channel, and soon, the space inside began to ripple, becoming transparent. Everyone’s gaze could pass through, revealing the floating forms of the Ancestor of the Pill Tower and Hun Qianmo within the chaotic space.

“These two are both Six-Star Dou Sages. This trip will indeed be worthwhile; such a battle is extremely rare on the entire continent.”

As the two dashed into the space, the mountain range buzzed. Intense gazes were fixed on the transparent space, for most of the crowd, it was their first time seeing a battle between such mighty figures.

Inside the space, the Ancestor of the Pill Tower and Hun Qianmo did not waste words. They started their most intense battle right away. Even though separated by a layer of space, the energy fluctuations from their battle spread out, causing many to feel a sense of pressure.

The fight erupted like thunder, sending shockwaves that shook the earth and the sky. The audience shuddered at the terrifying power displayed, and the overwhelming force was simply captivating.

After the battle erupted in the space, Xiao Chen cast a glance and then stepped out, expressionless, staring at the Lord of the Soul Hall and the Old Devil Soul. He spoke in a hoarse voice, “Who will come next?!”

Though his voice was not loud, it carried a soul-stirring power, drawing the attention of many who had been observing the battle.

Looking at Xiao Chen, the Lord of the Soul Hall and the Old Devil Soul exchanged glances. The latter’s elderly face twisted with a cold light. In the midst of numerous gazes, he stepped forward, saying, “Blood Axe Xiao Chen, your name was once well-known, but you are out of date now.”

“Whether I am or not, we will see in the fight.”

Xiao Chen’s face remained grim, but he felt a sense of heaviness in his heart. No matter how harsh the Old Devil Soul’s words were, they still carried some truth. If he had continued his normal cultivation, he wouldn’t care about the Old Devil Soul, let alone Hun Qianmo. As a former genius of the Xiao Clan, he had confidence. But cruel reality trapped him in the illusion for over a thousand years, making it difficult for him to regain his strength. This allowed the originally younger Old Devil Soul to surpass him.

Hearing this, the Old Devil Soul gave a strange laugh, his robes rustling without wind. His body lifted into the air, and enormous waves of dou qi surged out of his body, covering the sky. The entire mountain range darkened as black clouds obscured the sun.

A series of throat-clearing sounds resonated from the mountain range. Fearful gazes fixated on the Old Devil Soul. Though the battle inside the space was more terrifying, the direct view was more shocking.

“High-Level Five-Star Dou Saint. The Soul Clan truly has a multitude of powerful fighters.”

Some Elders of sects marveled at the rich heritage of the Soul Clan.

“Xiao Chen is also from the Xiao Clan, but it looks like he will have a hard time defeating the Old Devil Soul…”

“Yes, this will be a fierce battle.”

These whispers didn’t disturb Xiao Chen. His gaze was solely on the figure in the sky, and as he looked at the Old Devil Soul, a fiery resolve rose in his eyes.

“Those who defy the might of the Xiao Clan, Die!”

Xiao Chen’s hand slowly tightened, and a ten-meter blood-colored giant axe materialized. His pupils flared with a red hue, and a roar from the era of the Xiao Clan echoed through the ages, stirring the blood.