Battle Through the Heavens: His comprehension is extraordinary, shocking Yao Lao from the very begin

Chapter 105 Undercurrents

Xiao Yan controlled the temperature of the flames to a very precise degree, enough to expel the residual corpse energy from the body without burning it.

The Tang father and son had only been dead for a short time; after only a moment, the corpse energy within their bodies was completely expelled.

After the last trace of corpse energy left the body, Xiao Yan flicked his fingers, and two streams of energy shot out, creating a fist-sized hole in the corpse's forehead.

No blood flowed out of the cave; the blood of the corpse had long been evaporated during the tempering of the corpse's aura.

At this moment, the two corpses had shrunk to a size, and their skin was a cold, grayish-white color. The skin clung tightly to the dry muscles, and their hands were exceptionally long and thin, like sharp daggers.

Looking at the two corpses, Xiao Yan shook his head slightly: "The poison masters of the Chuyun Empire are really too weak in terms of physical fitness. Fortunately, they have collected a lot of strange metals."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan shattered the two jade bottles. The flames that had sealed the bottle openings suddenly surged, engulfing the two soul entities.

A heart-wrenching scream and a venomous curse immediately echoed throughout the cultivation room.

However, Xiao Yan ignored the insults from the two men and focused entirely on increasing the temperature of the flames.

The two individuals' soul power was not particularly outstanding. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the insults gradually subsided, and their soul intelligence vanished.

After erasing his consciousness, Xiao Yan suddenly threw his hand, and the green mist transformed into two streams of air that swiftly entered the holes on the foreheads of their respective bodies.

As the soul returned, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, but its dark eyes remained blank.

Xiao Yan suddenly shook his palms, and six fifth-order magic cores appeared between his ten fingers. With a flick of his fingers, the six magic cores were evenly embedded into the chest of the corpse, forming a triangular distribution.

Seeing the six magic cores of the same color, Xiao Yan's hands suddenly became more hurried. His hands moved as quickly as if plucking leaves from flowers, taking out the strange metals he had collected from his storage ring.

The scorching flames followed closely, quickly calcining it into a liquid. Under Xiao Yan's control, the solution flowed over the puppet's entire body, evenly coating the skeleton.

During the process, the soul power of the father and son was also impacted by the waves of scorching liquid, turning into countless tiny points of light that were dispersed throughout their meridians.

Under the corrosive influence of the poisonous battle qi, the physical attributes of the two Dou Huangs were far inferior to those of their peers. However, with the support of these strange metals, their bodies were covered in a layer of pitch black, exuding a sense of weight and solidity.

Xiao Yan's keen soul perception allowed him to realize that, after his tempering, the quality of these two puppets was no less than that of a two-star Dou Huang, which was even stronger than their own strength.

With all the materials added, Xiao Yan, like a meditating monk, controlled the flames to slowly travel across the puppet's body, strengthening its specific meridians.

Since the puppets were sturdy, Xiao Yan naturally wanted to make the most of them.

Both the Eight Extremes Collapse and the Eight Extremes Sky Cannon are extremely suitable for close-quarters combat.

Just as Xiao Yan was diligently tempering the two Dou Huang puppets, the messenger centipede that Wu Ya had sent earlier arrived at the Wan Xie Sect.

Standing atop the Scorpion Mountain Range, the middle-aged man in a magnificent robe was none other than Scorpion Mountain, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Scorpions Sect.

After reading the message from Wuya, Xieshan stood with his hands behind his back, his face cold and gloomy.

Unexpectedly, the Poison Sect's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Centipede Cliff's Centipede Heaven Palace is a force with a peak Dou Huang expert. Even the main branch of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect would have to suffer heavy losses to take down Centipede Heaven Palace.

The Poison Sect is trying to take over several forces, including the Centipede Heaven Palace, in one fell swoop. Aren't they afraid of overextending themselves?

After pondering for a while, a glint of light flashed in Scorpion Mountain's eyes: "Since the Poison Sect is so eager to consolidate its power, then I will give you a big gift."

Just then, a black centipede with several thin wings flew down from the sky.

"What's going on?!" Upon seeing the black centipede, Scorpion Mountain's expression turned serious. This centipede was a treasure of Centipede Cliff and would not be used unless in an emergency.

Upon receiving the information brought by the centipede, Xie Shan's expression changed repeatedly.

"Centipede Cliff is actually preparing to infiltrate the Poison Sect. That's what I was thinking just now."

Immediately afterwards, Scorpion Mountain frowned deeply.

"How is it possible that a Dou Wang defeated several Dou Huangs?!"

"The Poison Sect also has sixth-grade alchemists capable of refining the Imperial Supreme Pill and the Sect Breakthrough Pill..."

After a long while, Scorpion Mountain gasped and came to his senses.

The Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect does have top experts, but a sixth-grade alchemist is a rare find, even in the entire Northwest region.

"No wonder the Poison Sect is hoarding medicinal herbs and demonic cores like mad dogs; it turns out they have alchemists."

Scorpion Mountain nodded slightly: "Centipede Cliff's idea is good, but it needs to be modified a bit. Simply infiltrating the Poison Sect and recruiting strong individuals for the Myriad Scorpion Sect is not enough. Since the Poison Sect likes to refine pills so much, then refine a few more."

The Imperial Pill and the Breaking Sect Pill are things that even Dou Huang powerhouses dream of.

As the head of a sect, Xie Shan was extremely eager for these two kinds of pills, but he had never had the opportunity before.

Now that such a channel has been found, the desires that had been suppressed in his heart burst forth like a fountain, becoming uncontrollable.

The former can enhance the strength of the sect's experts, while the latter can further increase his chances of breaking through to the Dou Zong realm as a peak Dou Huang expert, allowing him to follow in the footsteps of Elder Scorpion.

Write your thoughts in a secret letter and have the black centipede carry it back.

As he watched the black centipede disappear into the sea of ​​clouds, and thinking of the pills that the Poison Sect had painstakingly refined to nourish the experts of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect, a broad smile appeared on Scorpion Mountain's face.

No matter how fast the Poison Sect develops, it will only benefit the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect!

After a full half-day, the puppet was completely tempered under the scorching heat of the flames.

Its jet-black body resembled that of a general clad in black armor, with three prominent fifth-tier magic cores arranged in an inverted triangle on its chest.

With the blessing of the special array patterns, the three fifth-order magic cores with the same attributes seemed to be connected as one, trembling slightly and simultaneously emitting ripples.

With the experience of making these two puppets, Xiao Yan felt more confident about refining high-level puppets at the Dou Zong level in the future.

The Poison Sect was able to collect so many precious materials not only because of its own strength, but also because of Ya Fei's overall coordination and allocation; it was hard-won.

Of course, Xiao Lan, who was in charge of delivering the message, also deserves a lot of credit.

Xiao Yan lightly bit his tongue, and two drops of blood containing a trace of his soul drifted out slowly, finally landing precisely on the puppet's forehead, gradually seeping in.

The blood entered the puppet's brain, leaving an indelible mark.

Xiao Yan could sense that the puppet in front of him would obey any command he made.

Even if the order were to attack him directly, both puppets would probably launch an attack without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)