Battle Through the Heavens, Reborn as Xiao Yan's Sister

"A Heaven-Rank Battle Technique has been created within the ancient palace complex!"

One stone caused a thousand waves!

At this moment, deep within the ancient palace complex of the ancient ruins, a Heavenly Rank Battle Technique was born, like a giant dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly awakening, shaking the entire small world.

The light surged like a tidal wave, instantly shattering the brief tranquility within the ancient palace complex.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp cry pierced the sky, accompanied by a deafening roar. Powerful battle qi erupted from the depths of the ancient palace like a volcanic eruption, sweeping across the surroundings.

As if drawn by an invisible hand, they frantically rushed toward the scrolls that had transformed into streaks of light and were traversing the air. Their eyes gleamed with greed and fanaticism, as if the scrolls were not merely scrolls, but keys to unparalleled power.

Just then, the ten orbs of light suspended in mid-air suddenly trembled, as if enraged by an invisible force, bursting out with dazzling light, illuminating everything in this ancient palace complex as if it were daytime!

Within the ball of light, the scroll transformed into a stream of light, breaking free of its restraints and galloping freely through the air like a wild horse, attracting a multitude of powerful figures to pursue it.

The ancient temple complex was thrown into turmoil by this sudden turn of events, with every inch of space filled with tension and restlessness.

At this moment, the long-dormant stone puppets seemed to be awakened from their slumber, their eyes snapping open and releasing intense killing intent, shrouding the entire ancient palace complex in deathly silence and grim atmosphere.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the puppets from those ancient ruins, like ferocious beasts imbued with life, began to slaughter indiscriminately. Their movements were swift and powerful, each strike enough to make a Dou Zun powerhouse tremble.

Blood stained the ground of the ancient palace complex, and the thick stench of blood filled the air, sending chills down one's spine. This was the terrifying aspect of these puppets; not only were they powerful, but even more frightening was that they possessed no human emotions whatsoever, serving only as killing machines, far surpassing ordinary puppets.

Little Fairy Doctor's gaze was fixed on the flowing light of the scrolls in mid-air, and she couldn't help but ask with some doubt, "Sister Xiao Yue, do you think there are really Heaven-rank fighting techniques in these scrolls?"

"If Heaven-rank combat skills were really that easy to obtain, wouldn't they be commonplace throughout the entire Central Continent?" Xiao Yue shook her head and chuckled.

Just as they were talking, the battle within the ancient temple complex had reached its climax.

Many powerful figures from various factions in Zhongzhou fought fiercely for the scroll, while the puppets acted like indiscriminate killing machines, constantly reaping lives. The air was filled with an atmosphere of despair and madness, creating an unprecedented sense of oppression.

It is foreseeable that if this continues, the entire ancient temple complex will be plunged into an abyss of destruction.

A brief silence fell over the ancient temple complex as everyone ceased their fighting and turned their attention to the rampaging puppets. However, these puppets seemed endless; whenever one fell, a new one would emerge from the shadows to continue the battle. Only by finding the source of the puppets could the problem be completely solved.

at the same time,

A massive, ancient hall appeared in everyone's sight amidst the onslaught of the heroes of Zhongzhou.

The entire hall is copper-yellow. Countless years have made this copper-yellow color appear deeper. The ancient atmosphere permeates from under every stone slab, making people feel the silence that has been there for countless years. of vicissitudes of life.

Xiao Yue's gaze swept across the ten orbs of light, each radiating a strange pressure, before suddenly fixing on the center of the orbs. There, on a stone seat, sat a skeleton, entirely white with jade, its hands forming a hand seal, cross-legged.
The skeleton of a Dou Sheng powerhouse

Looking at the skeleton, Xiao Yue's gaze sharpened slightly.

Although it was just a skeleton, the oppressive aura that had seeped deep into the bones was like a heavy jack, making people feel a sense of suffocation.

"This should be the true main hall of the ruins. The palace complexes we saw before were just a decoy," Mu Qingluan murmured to herself.

"Huh! What are those guys from the Soul Hall up to?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yue followed Little Fairy Doctor's gaze and saw several unfamiliar black-robed elders from the Soul Palace forming a large array around the Dou Sheng skeleton in the center of the hall.

"Their target is that Dou Sheng skeleton!" Bei Ming Xiaomeng said coldly.

"Are they going to make a move?"

Zi Yan said, and the little girl was clearly eager to try.

Xiao Yue stared intently at the skeleton sitting cross-legged on the stone seat. After a long while, her pupils suddenly contracted. In that instant, she saw the skeleton's fingers twitch slightly.

"These remains of a Battle Saint... are they alive?"

Xiao Yue frowned slightly.

This also caught the attention of Little Fairy Doctor and the others. They were all taken aback and cautiously asked, "The skeleton seems to be moving?"

At this moment, Bei Ming Xiaomeng suddenly felt a sense of unease. A moment later, she said in a deep voice:
"Go back!"

The strange behavior of Bei Ming Xiao Meng left Xiao Yi Xian and the others completely baffled.

However, Xiao Yue's gaze sharpened slightly. She knew that Bei Ming Xiaomeng belonged to the Nine Netherworld Python clan and was naturally quite sensitive to matters of the underworld!
As Xiao Yue and her group retreated swiftly, the several elders of the Soul Hall, dressed in black robes, followed closely behind, stepping into the area of ​​about ten feet around the stone seat.

Their eyes burned with intense flames, fixed on the cross-legged skeleton—a Battle Saint. Even for powerful figures like them, this realm was like a magnet, radiating an irresistible allure.

A Dou Zun expert might consider himself top-tier on the Central Continent, but there is still an insurmountable chasm between him and the true peak.

Between a Dou Zun and a Dou Sheng, there seems to be an insurmountable chasm. It is a qualitative leap, and the gap between the two is like a chasm that cannot be bridged by any means.

"So these are the remains of an ancient Battle Saint...?"

The voices of the elders of the Soul Hall revealed an undisguised fanaticism. Their eyes were as greedy as hungry wolves. They licked their dry lips and took steps forward involuntarily. Their large hands suddenly reached out and aimed directly at the skeleton that exuded a faint jade-like luster.

"laugh!"

Just as their palms were about to touch the skeleton, space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand. The subtle writhing instantly transformed into countless sharp spatial blades, piercing fiercely into the palms of the Soul Hall Elders. The sudden, intense pain jolted them back to their senses, and they hurriedly withdrew their palms, only to find their palms dripping with blood, a few drops of crimson blood inadvertently falling onto the skeleton.

As they watched the blood slowly seep into the jade-white bones, an indescribable fear quietly spread through the heart of the Elder of the Soul Palace.

They could almost sense that a mysterious life force was quietly reviving inside the skeleton that had been dormant for countless years.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The Soul Hall experts who had gathered around looked on with puzzled expressions. However, the Soul Hall elders seemed to ignore their questions, their gazes fixed on the blood. The blood was slowly sliding across the surface of the bones, as if drawn by an invisible force, silently seeping in.

As the last drop of blood completely disappeared into the skeleton, the pupils of one of the Soul Hall elders suddenly contracted. In that instant, they clearly felt that within the seemingly lifeless skeleton, the rhythm of life was once again surging.

"Oh no! The formation has failed!!"

The Soul Hall elders reacted extremely quickly. They sensed the danger almost immediately, and with a roar and hurried footsteps, their bodies shot backward like arrows.

However, not everyone was as perceptive as they were. Those Soul Hall experts who reacted a little slower only began to retreat after a moment of stunned silence, but by then it was too late.

Just as they made a move, the jade-white skeleton on the stone seat suddenly trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, two faint crimson hues flickered in and out of the hollow skull, like two candles that were about to go out but suddenly reignited.

"what!

"As the crimson light appeared, the skeleton of the Battle Saint slowly raised its head, and a deafening roar suddenly burst out from its mouth."

The roar was like thunder that shook the heavens and the earth, instantly echoing throughout the hall and causing the space to tremble.

The terrifying sound waves instantly transformed into a tangible shockwave, sweeping around the stone seat like a storm.

Those slow-reacting Soul Hall experts were the first to be hit. Their bodies exploded instantly under the impact of the sound waves, like sandbags hit by cannonballs, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Even the powerful elders of the Soul Hall could not completely escape the effects of the sound waves.

Although they barely managed to withstand the fatal blow of the sonic wave with their powerful strength, their internal energy was still churning, and a low groan escaped from their throats, clearly indicating that they had suffered serious injuries.

This scene caused everyone present to change color. Even the Elder of the Soul Hall was instantly killed by a sonic attack that even some powerful people would find difficult to withstand. For the others in the hall, it was undoubtedly a true death scythe.

The atmosphere inside the hall became extremely tense, with everyone desperately trying to escape this place of death.

The sharp sound waves spread out like lightning. The numerous figures in mid-air exploded into blood mist under the impact of the sound waves, and the entire hall was soon shrouded in thick blood mist. The air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

The sudden bloody scene jolted everyone back to reality from their fervent pursuit of Heavenly Rank combat skills.

Terror quickly spread across their faces, and the fighting spirit within their bodies surged forth without reservation. The numerous figures fled the center of the hall in a panic, like startled birds.

After wreaking havoc, the sound waves finally dissipated amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.

As they watched the blood mist slowly descend from the sky, a chill ran through everyone's hearts. They knew that at least several hundred people had lost their lives in this sudden turn of events, including several powerful Dou Zun.

"A sonic wave capable of instantly killing even a Dou Zun level expert..."

Those who had narrowly escaped death swallowed hard. Even the powerful high-level Dou Zun experts were sweating profusely. An indescribable sense of fear and oppression permeated the entire hall.

However, at that moment, a faint sound of bones twisting suddenly rang out in the hall.

Although the sound was not loud, it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, causing a strange sense of oppression and fear. All the commotion stopped immediately, and then horrified eyes were fixed on the center of the hall, which was filled with blood mist.

"Da da…"

The sound of bones hitting the ground slowly approached from afar; though deep, it sent chills down one's spine like the footsteps of death.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the hall, the blood mist began to ripple slowly, and a skeleton, its entire body stained crimson with blood, slowly emerged from the mist and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Those who trespass on the ruins shall die!"

The crimson skull stopped a hundred meters in front of the group and slowly raised its head, its empty eye sockets flashing with bloody light.

An ancient and hoarse voice echoed in the hall, filled with unquestionable majesty and indifference.

Although its slender body seemed fragile, it had become exceptionally powerful and terrifying after absorbing a great deal of blood mist. It stood quietly in the hall, as if it had become the ruler of this space.

What came into view was a chillingly bloody scene: within the empty eye sockets of the skull, two eerie red lights flickered, like ghostly flames, gently swaying.

Above the dome of the Dou Sheng's remains, two ancient scrolls floated leisurely. In the previous chaos, the one who was fortunate enough to obtain one scroll was unknown. Now, only these two scrolls remain, waiting for the right person to possess them. However, the power of the Dou Sheng was awe-inspiring, and everyone under his presence became like frightened birds, with no one daring to make any rash moves.

As a hoarse and ancient voice slowly dissipated, the expressions of everyone in the hall became solemn once again. Clearly, without destroying the remains of the Battle Saint before them, none of them would be able to leave safely.

"This is just a remnant of a soul and a skeleton. If it were a complete Dou Sheng powerhouse, how terrifying would that be?"

At this moment, many people had this thought in their minds. Clearly, the combat power of this skeleton was quite frightening.

Xiao Yue stared intently at the blood-red skull, her gaze deep and thoughtful.

Since the Soul Palace dared to show itself at this moment and attempt to seize the remains of the Dou Sheng, there must be some unspeakable conspiracy behind it. The power displayed by these remains of the Dou Sheng, although it is only a combination of the remnant soul imprint and the withered bones, is enough to make the strong in the Central Continent tremble with fear. If it really has the power of a complete Dou Sheng, the entire Central Continent will probably tremble.

Faced with such a powerful being, any rash action could lead to annihilation. Therefore, the group quietly hid in the shadows at the edge of the hall, waiting to see what would happen.

At this moment, the blood-red skeleton slowly turned around. Its empty eye sockets seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. It seemed to have sensed the powerful figures hidden around it, but it did not immediately attack. Instead, it surveyed the entire hall with a superior attitude.

"How dare a mere ant covet the secrets of the Battle Saint?"

The blood-red skull emitted a deep and majestic voice, as cold as ice, sending chills down the spines of everyone present.

Just when everyone thought a bloody storm was about to break out, a strange fluctuation suddenly came from the depths of the hall. The fluctuation was weak at first, but in an instant it surged like a tide, engulfing the entire hall.

"This is…"

Xiao Yue frowned, sensing the ancient and powerful energy contained within this fluctuation.

(End of this chapter)