Fights Break Sphere: The Beginning of the Fighting Saint Legacy

Chapter 183 The Wrath of the Underworld

The invisible demon saint's true body transformed by the sound waves slowly lowered its head, its indifferent eyes fixed on Long Yan in the distance, and then its mouth slowly opened, and a syllable with an ancient breath uttered, like a thunder dragon coming out from layers of thunderclouds, suddenly revealing its majestic appearance!
"Moo!"

As soon as the word came out, the invisible demon saint's true body suddenly collapsed, but at the same time, the space also collapsed.

Long Yan could clearly see with his naked eyes that the space was crumbling inch by inch under the spread of the sound waves, and an almost destructive sound wave impact was rushing towards him at a speed faster than light.

This was the first time that Long Yan had seen an attack of such speed. At such a terrifying speed, he had basically no time to form any defense!

"Bang bang bang!"

The destructive sound waves, when that ancient word was uttered from the mouth of the demon saint, the impact of the sound waves had already descended upon the body of the huge soul giant transformed by Long Yan.

Long Yan's body immediately collapsed, and countless low explosions spread across the surface of his body. At this moment, his huge body, which was hundreds of feet long, shrank and became illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The attack came too fast and was completely destructive, it was a complete surprise!

The sound waves swept through the space like a storm, and everything was transformed into nothingness under the impact of the sound waves. The dark light enveloped the place, and there was only a lonely mountain standing in this dark void.

On the top of the mountain, Huangquan Demon Saint sat back on the throne. His already illusory body became even more transparent. It was obvious that the previous attack had consumed too much of his strength.

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint raised his head, gazing at the pitch-black, empty space, and said slowly, "Being able to perish under the wrath of the Yellow Springs Heaven is a blessing for you."

"It's truly the Huangquan Demon Saint's famous skill. Even a single remnant of his soul can unleash such power. It's truly inconceivable how devastating it would have been when the Huangquan Demon Saint himself unleashed it."

As soon as Huangquan Demon Saint finished speaking, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in the empty space. The fire then grew bigger and turned into an illusory figure again. It was none other than Long Yan who had been destroyed by Huangquan Tianru before.

Long Yan was surrounded by flames. He walked step by step through the void to the front of the mountain, looking at the remaining soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint on the throne and smiled slightly.

"Strange fire... no wonder you're still alive."

Looking at the flames surrounding Long Yan, the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was also somewhat surprised. "Even with the protection of the strange fire, I'm sure your soul has suffered considerable trauma right now, right?"

"It will take about ten days of recuperation to recover."

Long Yan smiled but didn't try to hold on. If he hadn't been protected by the strange fire today, he would have been seriously injured by the Yellow Springs' Heavenly Wrath. However, he had expected that he could withstand the Yellow Springs' Heavenly Wrath under the protection of the strange fire.

What terrified him the most was the speed of Huangquan Tiannu. At that speed, no defense could be formed.

"You are the first person in all these years who can withstand the wrath of the underworld."

The remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint stared at Long Yan. After a long moment, a rare smile appeared on his face. He slowly leaned against the throne and said with a somewhat melancholy tone, "This day has finally come."

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint snapped his fingers, and a soul wave flashed out, finally hovering in front of Long Yan.

Feeling the soul fluctuation, Long Yan grabbed it in his hand. When the fluctuation entered his hand, it turned into streams of information, quickly pouring into Long Yan's mind. Suddenly, complete cultivation methods appeared in his mind, with fonts exuding an ancient atmosphere.

Long Yan closed his eyes slightly, taking in the information, and opened them a moment later. Within that information, not only were there instructions for cultivating Huangquan Skywrath, but also Huangquan Finger and Huangquan Palm. Long Yan bowed to Huangquan Demon Saint and said, "Thank you, Senior."

"My mission is to wait for someone to defeat me and pass on what I have learned. Your soul power has reached the conditions for practicing Huangquan Tianfu."

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint smiled slightly and spread out his palms. As his palms spread out, thin streams of light golden color suddenly appeared on his illusory body. These streams all gathered towards his palms and turned into a ball of golden liquid in the blink of an eye.

As soon as this ball of golden liquid appeared, Long Yan felt the blood power hidden deep in his heart beating violently.

"Is this the blood essence of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint?"

Long Yan stared at the golden liquid intently. He could feel the strange energy contained in it.

"Alas, I have been practicing for thousands of years, and my soul has even entered the legendary emperor realm, but I still cannot take that last step." The Demon Saint Huangquan gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, and there was endless melancholy and unwillingness in his voice.

Long Yan said, "The current environment of heaven and earth is not suitable for the birth of a Dou Di. My ancestor was also a late-stage Nine-Star Dou Sheng, possessing an Emperor-level soul. He used the incomplete formation in the Heavenly Tomb to gather Longyuan Qi to break through to the Pseudo-Dou Di realm, but he was unable to maintain it for long and ultimately chose to self-destruct in order to fight the enemy."

"Origin Qi!"

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint stared at Long Yan, and after a moment he smiled carefreely, with a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity in his voice. He looked at the golden liquid in his palm, and finally sighed. With a wave of his hand, the ball of golden liquid flew towards Long Yan.

"Being able to come here is fate, being able to withstand the wrath of the underworld is ability. The skills of the underworld are not taught to mediocre people, and you are not mediocre."

The golden blood slowly fell into Long Yan's palm. The vast and powerful energy fluctuations caused the blood in Long Yan's body to become much hotter.

"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan!"

After collecting the Demon Saint's blood, Long Yan raised his head and saw that the mountain had begun to collapse. The throne on it also cracked into countless cracks. The body of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint sitting on the throne was becoming more and more illusory.

"The mission has been accomplished. I hope that my unique skills will not lose their glory and reputation along with my death."

"Good go, senior!"

Long Yan bowed solemnly to the Yellow Springs Demon Saint. The reason this remnant soul had been able to exist for so many years was because of the Demon Saint's blood. Now that the blood had left the body, the remnant soul had finally run out of energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"hehe."

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint chuckled and nodded slightly, and his body completely dissipated in an instant. At the moment he dissipated, the mountain and the throne collapsed with a loud bang, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated.

Looking at the void space that suddenly became dark and empty, Long Yan sighed lightly, his body trembled, and his illusory body slowly disappeared in the space.

And when his figure disappeared, the space here also disappeared quietly with a hissing sound.

(End of this chapter)