As he approached, faint streams of unknown origin swirled and changed above the throne. In the midst of this surge of energy, an illusory figure that seemed to transcend the heavens and earth appeared, seated upon the throne.
The illusory figure was dressed in a deep yellow robe, with a handsome face and a pair of sword-like eyebrows. Despite his youthful appearance, his eyes held an air of cold indifference and profound experience, carrying an unquestionable domineering aura.
"Young one, this is not a place that you should have come to. Leave."
The faint voice contained a pressure that seemed to originate from one's very soul as it was slowly transmitted into Xiao Ming's ear.
Xiao Ming's gaze remained indifferent as he looked at the figure on the throne. After a moment, he smiled faintly and said, "The legacy and bloodline left by the Demon Saint are meant to be inherited by future generations. I've come here precisely for that inheritance. If I don't give it a try, I won't be willing to leave."
Demon Saint Huang Quan showed a trace of surprise upon hearing this. Ordinary people would have been overwhelmed with excitement upon seeing him, yet Xiao Ming remained so calm. This calmness created ripples in his usually unperturbed heart.
"Your talent is not bad. You've reached the Late Heaven Realm at such a young age, and your soul is even more resilient than most at the same stage. Your request can be granted by this Saint. However, this Saint has long transcended the peak of the Late Heaven Realm and entered the Emperor Realm! The assessment involves withstanding this Saint's use of the Yellow Spring Divine Anger. If you pass, you will gain this Saint's legacy and bloodline. If you fail, death is the only outcome! Are you sure?"
"Demon Saint, please proceed!"
Demon Saint Huang Quan slowly stood up from the throne. As he did, it was as if the entire space solidified around him. There was a presence, a will, that controlled every aspect of this realm.
"As you wish!"
With lightning-like movements, Demon Saint Huang Quan formed a strange hand seal and placed it beside his mouth. Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying fluctuation emerged.
As this fluctuation appeared, space itself crumbled. It appeared as though doom's day was arriving.
"Yellow Spring Divine Anger…"
Sensing this fluctuation, Xiao Ming's expression grew serious.
Soul battles were far more dangerous than Dou Qi battles. A single misstep could lead to the collapse of one's soul, and once the soul was scattered, a person's existence would completely dissipate from this world.
Under the influence of Demon Saint Huang Quan's remaining soul, even Xiao Ming felt a sense of danger.
Yellow Spring Divine Anger wasn't just an empty rumor; it was powerful enough to make many Dou Saint-level experts pale with fear.
The very space itself trembled violently at this moment. Amidst this fluctuation, peculiar ripples appeared near Demon Saint Huang Quan's residual soul.
These ripples intersected into a formless figure thousands of meters in size. A closer look revealed that this figure was an exact copy of his remaining soul.
Even when confronted with this lone figure, Xiao Ming felt as if he were confronting the entire world!
"This is the true form of Demon Saint Huang Quan, condensed from sound waves..."
Xiao Ming took a deep breath, and the soul power throughout his body began to mobilize. A profound fluctuation radiated from him, forming a sphere around him.
This sphere was hundreds of meters high and seemed to portray a world of ice and snow. Under the protection of this sphere, his figure became indistinct.
The true form of the Demon Saint slowly lowered its head, its indifferent gaze locking onto Xiao Ming, who was constructing his defense in the distance.
Then, its mouth opened slowly, and an ancient-sounding syllable, like a thunderous roar erupting from layers of thunderclouds, suddenly displayed its towering might!
"Moo!"
The Demon Saint's intangible true form was instantly collapsed with a single word. However, the vast realm itself began to crumble with it.
Xiao Ming could clearly see that under the spread of the sound waves, the space was shattering inch by inch. A nearly destructive sound wave impact surged towards him at a speed even faster than light.
This was the first time Xiao Ming had experienced such a terrifying soul attack. Under this horrifying power, if he hadn't prepared in advance, his soul might have been on the brink of collapse!
Boom, boom, boom!
The destructive sound waves reached the sphere that Xiao Ming had built as the ancient syllable left the Demon Saint's mouth. It immediately began to crumble, accompanied by numerous muffled explosions on its surface. The hundred-meter-sized sphere shrank and became ethereal in the blink of an eye.
The attack was too swift!
And it was utterly devastating!
The sound waves swept through the realm like a storm, reducing everything to nothingness. A pitch-black light enveloped the surroundings, leaving only a solitary mountain peak standing in the dark and empty land.
On that mountain peak, the Demon Saint Huang Quan sat back on the throne. His already ethereal form became even more transparent. Evidently, the previous attack had depleted a significant amount of his strength.
He lifted his head, gazing at the dark and void space, and said slowly, "To fall under the Yellow Spring Divine Anger is also a kind of fortune for you."
"It is indeed worthy of being the Dou Technique that Demon Saint Huang Quan is renowned for. It possesses such a strength despite being used by a soul remnant. It is really difficult to imagine just how world-shattering it was when the Demon Saint Huang Quan used it back then."
As Demon Saint Huang Quan's words fell, a burst of light appeared in the void. The light expanded, reverting to an illusory sphere. The sphere shrank, and Xiao Ming's figure emerged from it.
Looking at Xiao Ming, who seemed to be unharmed, Demon Saint Huan Quan's remnant soul was somewhat surprised. He said, "The soul skill you displayed earlier is indeed extraordinary. It actually allowed you to evade the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
"Just happened to have some useful tricks up my sleeve. However, my soul power has been consumed quite a bit."
Xiao Ming smiled, not showing much pride. In truth, he had used the Silent World technique to create a soul world, isolating himself from this realm and blocking the Yellow Spring Divine Anger's sound waves. His soul would be unharmed as long as the world was not shattered. At most, it would drain his soul power.
Of course, the power of the Yellow Spring Divine Anger was beyond doubt, but the current Demon Saint Huang Quan was only a remnant soul after all.
"There's no need to be modest. You are the first person in all these years to have successfully resisted the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
Demon Saint Huang Quan's remnant soul gazed at Xiao Ming. After a while, a rare smile appeared on his face. His body slowly leaned against his throne while he spoke in a somewhat lost tone, "This day was bound to come sooner or later..."
Xiao Ming stood in the empty space, silent, calmly observing the Demon Saint Huang Quan. He knew that without the Demon Saint essence blood, this remnant soul would eventually dissipate.
"You endured the Yellow Spring Divine Anger. Naturally, you will receive what you seek."
With a feeling of emotion, Demon Saint Huang Quan flicked his finger, and a soul fluctuation immediately rushed out, hovering in front of Xiao Ming.
Sensing the soul fluctuation, Xiao Ming didn't hesitate and grabbed it. As he touched the fluctuation, it transformed into a stream of information, rapidly flooding into his mind. Suddenly, his mind was filled with complete cultivation methods written in ancient characters that exuded an old-fashioned aura. This filled him with a sense of delight.
He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the information. After a while, he opened his eyes again.
Not only were the cultivation methods for the Yellow Spring Divine Anger included, but so were those for the Yellow Spring Finger and the Yellow Spring Palm.
"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan."
After receiving someone else's heritage, it was only appropriate to express gratitude. Xiao Ming bowed respectfully towards the remnant soul of Demon Saint Huang Quan.
"My purpose is to wait for someone who can defeat me and pass on what I've learned... Your soul power has already reached the requirements for cultivating the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
Seeing this, Demon Saint Huang Quan smiled slightly in satisfaction towards Xiao Ming. He spread his palm. After which, tendrils of a pale-golden flow suddenly appeared within his illusory body. This slight flow gathered into his palm. It turned into a golden liquid body in the blink of an eye.
The appearance of this golden liquid ball caused Xiao Ming to feel the bloodline strength hidden within his heart violently circulate.
'Is this the essence blood of Demon Saint Huang Quan…'
Xiao Ming's gaze was fixed on the ball of golden liquid. He could sense the peculiar energy contained within it.
"Sigh, I've cultivated for thousands of years, and my soul has even entered the legendary Emperor Realm, but that last step remains unattainable."
Demon Saint Huang Quan gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, his voice filled with endless melancholy and unwillingness.
"The talent and aptitude of the Demon Saint shine through the ages. Yet, this world still lacks something. Otherwise, Dou Saint wouldn't be the end of the line."
Xiao Ming sincerely said. He truly felt that these predecessors possessed exceptional talents. Even in such a declining era, they could cultivate to the Half Dou God stage. If they were born thousands of years earlier, there might be even more Ancient Clans in the world.
No, if the last Dou God was not someone like the eccentric Tuo She Ancient God who belonged to no clan, perhaps the Dou Qi continent could have several Dou God clans.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Demon Saint Huang Quan. He assessed Xiao Ming from head to toe and said, "You're truly remarkable. You were able to perceive that something is lacking in the current world in advance... perhaps you can truly reach that realm."
With those words, Demon Saint Huang Quan waved his palm, and the ball of golden liquid floated towards Xiao Ming.
"Being able to come here is fate, and enduring the Yellow Spring Divine Anger shows your ability... The Yellow Spring's ultimate techniques are not bestowed upon the mediocre, and you are not mediocre. Carry my expectations with you, go beyond that realm, and let me know where I fell short."
The golden blood slowly landed in Xiao Ming's palm. The vast and mighty energy fluctuation caused the blood in his body to become much hotter.
"Thank you, Demon Saint!"
After receiving the essence blood of Demon Saint Huang Quan, Xiao Ming raised his head. However, he saw the temple beginning to crumble, with numerous cracks appearing on the throne atop it. The figure of Demon Saint Huang Quan on the throne was also becoming more and more illusory.
"My mission has been completed. Hopefully, my ultimate skills will not lose their glory and reputation along with my death."
"Farewell, Senior!"
Xiao Ming respectfully bowed.
"Ha ha…"
Demon Saint Huang Quan softly laughed and nodded. His body also completely disappeared at that instant. As his form disappeared, the mountain peak, the throne, all collapsed with rumbling sounds, ultimately turning into nothingness and dispersing.
Gazing at the sudden darkness and emptiness that enveloped the space, Xiao Ming sighed softly. His illusory body shook before slowly disappearing from this realm. As his figure disappeared, the realm itself let out a faint sound, quietly vanishing...
As he approached, faint streams of unknown origin swirled and changed above the throne. In the midst of this surge of energy, an illusory figure that seemed to transcend the heavens and earth appeared, seated upon the throne.
The illusory figure was dressed in a deep yellow robe, with a handsome face and a pair of sword-like eyebrows. Despite his youthful appearance, his eyes held an air of cold indifference and profound experience, carrying an unquestionable domineering aura.
"Young one, this is not a place that you should have come to. Leave."
The faint voice contained a pressure that seemed to originate from one's very soul as it was slowly transmitted into Xiao Ming's ear.
Xiao Ming's gaze remained indifferent as he looked at the figure on the throne. After a moment, he smiled faintly and said, "The legacy and bloodline left by the Demon Saint are meant to be inherited by future generations. I've come here precisely for that inheritance. If I don't give it a try, I won't be willing to leave."
Demon Saint Huang Quan showed a trace of surprise upon hearing this. Ordinary people would have been overwhelmed with excitement upon seeing him, yet Xiao Ming remained so calm. This calmness created ripples in his usually unperturbed heart.
"Your talent is not bad. You've reached the Late Heaven Realm at such a young age, and your soul is even more resilient than most at the same stage. Your request can be granted by this Saint. However, this Saint has long transcended the peak of the Late Heaven Realm and entered the Emperor Realm! The assessment involves withstanding this Saint's use of the Yellow Spring Divine Anger. If you pass, you will gain this Saint's legacy and bloodline. If you fail, death is the only outcome! Are you sure?"
"Demon Saint, please proceed!"
Demon Saint Huang Quan slowly stood up from the throne. As he did, it was as if the entire space solidified around him. There was a presence, a will, that controlled every aspect of this realm.
"As you wish!"
With lightning-like movements, Demon Saint Huang Quan formed a strange hand seal and placed it beside his mouth. Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying fluctuation emerged.
As this fluctuation appeared, space itself crumbled. It appeared as though doom's day was arriving.
"Yellow Spring Divine Anger…"
Sensing this fluctuation, Xiao Ming's expression grew serious.
Soul battles were far more dangerous than Dou Qi battles. A single misstep could lead to the collapse of one's soul, and once the soul was scattered, a person's existence would completely dissipate from this world.
Under the influence of Demon Saint Huang Quan's remaining soul, even Xiao Ming felt a sense of danger.
Yellow Spring Divine Anger wasn't just an empty rumor; it was powerful enough to make many Dou Saint-level experts pale with fear.
The very space itself trembled violently at this moment. Amidst this fluctuation, peculiar ripples appeared near Demon Saint Huang Quan's residual soul.
These ripples intersected into a formless figure thousands of meters in size. A closer look revealed that this figure was an exact copy of his remaining soul.
Even when confronted with this lone figure, Xiao Ming felt as if he were confronting the entire world!
"This is the true form of Demon Saint Huang Quan, condensed from sound waves..."
Xiao Ming took a deep breath, and the soul power throughout his body began to mobilize. A profound fluctuation radiated from him, forming a sphere around him.
This sphere was hundreds of meters high and seemed to portray a world of ice and snow. Under the protection of this sphere, his figure became indistinct.
The true form of the Demon Saint slowly lowered its head, its indifferent gaze locking onto Xiao Ming, who was constructing his defense in the distance.
Then, its mouth opened slowly, and an ancient-sounding syllable, like a thunderous roar erupting from layers of thunderclouds, suddenly displayed its towering might!
"Moo!"
The Demon Saint's intangible true form was instantly collapsed with a single word. However, the vast realm itself began to crumble with it.
Xiao Ming could clearly see that under the spread of the sound waves, the space was shattering inch by inch. A nearly destructive sound wave impact surged towards him at a speed even faster than light.
This was the first time Xiao Ming had experienced such a terrifying soul attack. Under this horrifying power, if he hadn't prepared in advance, his soul might have been on the brink of collapse!
Boom, boom, boom!
The destructive sound waves reached the sphere that Xiao Ming had built as the ancient syllable left the Demon Saint's mouth. It immediately began to crumble, accompanied by numerous muffled explosions on its surface. The hundred-meter-sized sphere shrank and became ethereal in the blink of an eye.
The attack was too swift!
And it was utterly devastating!
The sound waves swept through the realm like a storm, reducing everything to nothingness. A pitch-black light enveloped the surroundings, leaving only a solitary mountain peak standing in the dark and empty land.
On that mountain peak, the Demon Saint Huang Quan sat back on the throne. His already ethereal form became even more transparent. Evidently, the previous attack had depleted a significant amount of his strength.
He lifted his head, gazing at the dark and void space, and said slowly, "To fall under the Yellow Spring Divine Anger is also a kind of fortune for you."
"It is indeed worthy of being the Dou Technique that Demon Saint Huang Quan is renowned for. It possesses such a strength despite being used by a soul remnant. It is really difficult to imagine just how world-shattering it was when the Demon Saint Huang Quan used it back then."
As Demon Saint Huang Quan's words fell, a burst of light appeared in the void. The light expanded, reverting to an illusory sphere. The sphere shrank, and Xiao Ming's figure emerged from it.
Looking at Xiao Ming, who seemed to be unharmed, Demon Saint Huan Quan's remnant soul was somewhat surprised. He said, "The soul skill you displayed earlier is indeed extraordinary. It actually allowed you to evade the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
"Just happened to have some useful tricks up my sleeve. However, my soul power has been consumed quite a bit."
Xiao Ming smiled, not showing much pride. In truth, he had used the Silent World technique to create a soul world, isolating himself from this realm and blocking the Yellow Spring Divine Anger's sound waves. His soul would be unharmed as long as the world was not shattered. At most, it would drain his soul power.
Of course, the power of the Yellow Spring Divine Anger was beyond doubt, but the current Demon Saint Huang Quan was only a remnant soul after all.
"There's no need to be modest. You are the first person in all these years to have successfully resisted the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
Demon Saint Huang Quan's remnant soul gazed at Xiao Ming. After a while, a rare smile appeared on his face. His body slowly leaned against his throne while he spoke in a somewhat lost tone, "This day was bound to come sooner or later..."
Xiao Ming stood in the empty space, silent, calmly observing the Demon Saint Huang Quan. He knew that without the Demon Saint essence blood, this remnant soul would eventually dissipate.
"You endured the Yellow Spring Divine Anger. Naturally, you will receive what you seek."
With a feeling of emotion, Demon Saint Huang Quan flicked his finger, and a soul fluctuation immediately rushed out, hovering in front of Xiao Ming.
Sensing the soul fluctuation, Xiao Ming didn't hesitate and grabbed it. As he touched the fluctuation, it transformed into a stream of information, rapidly flooding into his mind. Suddenly, his mind was filled with complete cultivation methods written in ancient characters that exuded an old-fashioned aura. This filled him with a sense of delight.
He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the information. After a while, he opened his eyes again.
Not only were the cultivation methods for the Yellow Spring Divine Anger included, but so were those for the Yellow Spring Finger and the Yellow Spring Palm.
"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan."
After receiving someone else's heritage, it was only appropriate to express gratitude. Xiao Ming bowed respectfully towards the remnant soul of Demon Saint Huang Quan.
"My purpose is to wait for someone who can defeat me and pass on what I've learned... Your soul power has already reached the requirements for cultivating the Yellow Spring Divine Anger."
Seeing this, Demon Saint Huang Quan smiled slightly in satisfaction towards Xiao Ming. He spread his palm. After which, tendrils of a pale-golden flow suddenly appeared within his illusory body. This slight flow gathered into his palm. It turned into a golden liquid body in the blink of an eye.
The appearance of this golden liquid ball caused Xiao Ming to feel the bloodline strength hidden within his heart violently circulate.
'Is this the essence blood of Demon Saint Huang Quan…'
Xiao Ming's gaze was fixed on the ball of golden liquid. He could sense the peculiar energy contained within it.
"Sigh, I've cultivated for thousands of years, and my soul has even entered the legendary Emperor Realm, but that last step remains unattainable."
Demon Saint Huang Quan gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, his voice filled with endless melancholy and unwillingness.
"The talent and aptitude of the Demon Saint shine through the ages. Yet, this world still lacks something. Otherwise, Dou Saint wouldn't be the end of the line."
Xiao Ming sincerely said. He truly felt that these predecessors possessed exceptional talents. Even in such a declining era, they could cultivate to the Half Dou God stage. If they were born thousands of years earlier, there might be even more Ancient Clans in the world.
No, if the last Dou God was not someone like the eccentric Tuo She Ancient God who belonged to no clan, perhaps the Dou Qi continent could have several Dou God clans.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Demon Saint Huang Quan. He assessed Xiao Ming from head to toe and said, "You're truly remarkable. You were able to perceive that something is lacking in the current world in advance... perhaps you can truly reach that realm."
With those words, Demon Saint Huang Quan waved his palm, and the ball of golden liquid floated towards Xiao Ming.
"Being able to come here is fate, and enduring the Yellow Spring Divine Anger shows your ability... The Yellow Spring's ultimate techniques are not bestowed upon the mediocre, and you are not mediocre. Carry my expectations with you, go beyond that realm, and let me know where I fell short."
The golden blood slowly landed in Xiao Ming's palm. The vast and mighty energy fluctuation caused the blood in his body to become much hotter.
"Thank you, Demon Saint!"
After receiving the essence blood of Demon Saint Huang Quan, Xiao Ming raised his head. However, he saw the temple beginning to crumble, with numerous cracks appearing on the throne atop it. The figure of Demon Saint Huang Quan on the throne was also becoming more and more illusory.
"My mission has been completed. Hopefully, my ultimate skills will not lose their glory and reputation along with my death."
"Farewell, Senior!"
Xiao Ming respectfully bowed.
"Ha ha…"
Demon Saint Huang Quan softly laughed and nodded. His body also completely disappeared at that instant. As his form disappeared, the mountain peak, the throne, all collapsed with rumbling sounds, ultimately turning into nothingness and dispersing.
Gazing at the sudden darkness and emptiness that enveloped the space, Xiao Ming sighed softly. His illusory body shook before slowly disappearing from this realm. As his figure disappeared, the realm itself let out a faint sound, quietly vanishing...
