Battle Through the Heavens: The Beginning of the Dou Sheng Inheritance

Chapter 183 The Wrath of the Underworld

The invisible demon saint's true form, formed from sound waves, slowly lowered its head, its indifferent gaze locking onto Long Yan in the distance. Then, its mouth slowly opened, and a syllable exuding an ancient aura, like a thunder dragon emerging from layers of thunderclouds, suddenly revealed its majestic appearance!

"Moo!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the invisible demon saint's true form collapsed and vanished, but at the same time, this space also collapsed.

Long Yan could clearly see with his naked eye that the space was cracking inch by inch under the spread of the sound waves, and a near-destructive sound wave impact surged in at a speed faster than light.

This was the first time Long Yan had ever seen an attack at such speed. At such terrifying speed, he had virtually no time to form any defense!

"Bang bang bang!"

The destructive sonic waves, as the ancient word was uttered from the Demon Saint's mouth, had already struck the massive soul giant that Long Yan had transformed into.

Long Yan's body immediately began to collapse, with countless low explosions resounding across its surface. In that instant, his massive 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 devastating, catching everyone completely off guard!

The sound waves swept through the space like a storm, turning everything into nothingness under their impact. Dark light enveloped the area, except for a solitary mountain peak that stood tall in the dark void.

On that mountain peak, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint sat back down on his throne. His already illusory body became even more transparent, clearly indicating that the previous attack had consumed too much of his power.

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint raised his head, looked at the dark and empty space, and slowly said, "Being able to perish under the wrath of the Yellow Springs can be considered a blessing for you."

"As expected of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's signature technique, even a remnant soul possesses such power. It's unimaginable what kind of world-destroying force the Yellow Spring Demon Saint himself must have unleashed back then."

As soon as the Yellow Spring Demon Saint finished speaking, a ball of fire suddenly appeared in the void. The fire then grew larger and transformed into a phantom figure, which was none other than Long Yan, who had been destroyed by Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath earlier.

Flames enveloped Long Yan as he walked step by step through the void to the front of the mountain peak, and smiled slightly as he looked at the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint on the throne.

"Strange fire... No wonder you survived."

Looking at the flames surrounding Long Yan, the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was somewhat surprised and said, "Even with the protection of this strange fire, your soul must have suffered considerable damage, right?"

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

Long Yan smiled, not putting on a brave face. If it weren't for the protection of his strange fire, he would have been seriously injured by the Wrath of the Yellow Springs. However, he had expected to be able to withstand the Wrath of the Yellow Springs under the protection of the strange fire.

What terrified him most was the speed of the Yellow Springs Wrath; at that speed, no defense could take shape.

"You are the first person in all these years to withstand the wrath of the Yellow Springs."

The remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint stared at Long Yan, and after a long while, a rare smile appeared on his face. He slowly leaned back on the throne and said with a hint of melancholy, "This day has finally come."

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint flicked his finger, and a wave of soul energy flashed out, finally hovering in front of Long Yan.

Sensing the soul fluctuation, Long Yan grabbed it into his hand. As soon as the fluctuation entered his hand, it transformed into streams of information that rapidly flooded into Long Yan's mind. Instantly, complete cultivation methods appeared in his mind, written in ancient characters.

Long Yan closed his eyes slightly to sense the information. After a moment, he opened his eyes. Among the information were not only the cultivation method of the Yellow Springs Wrath, but also the cultivation methods of the Yellow Springs Finger and the Yellow Springs Palm.

Long Yan cupped his hands in thanks to the Yellow Spring 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 already met the requirements for cultivating the Wrath of the Yellow Springs."

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint smiled slightly and opened his palm. As he opened his palm, wisps of pale golden light appeared on his illusory body. These wisps of light light gathered in his palm and instantly turned into a ball of golden liquid.

As soon as the golden liquid appeared, Long Yan felt the bloodline power hidden deep within his heart throb violently.

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

Long Yan stared intently at the ball of golden liquid, sensing the strange energy contained within it.

"Alas, I have cultivated for over a thousand years, and my soul has even reached the legendary Emperor Realm, but I still cannot take that final step." The Yellow Spring Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, his voice filled with endless melancholy and unwillingness.

Long Yan said, "The current environment is not conducive to the birth of a Dou Di. My ancestor was also a late-stage Nine-Star Dou Sheng with an Emperor-level soul. He used the incomplete array in the Heavenly Tomb to gather Origin Qi and broke through to the Pseudo-Dou Di realm, but he could not maintain it for long. In the end, he chose to self-destruct in order to fight against the enemy."

"Origin Qi!"

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint stared at Long Yan, and after a moment he laughed freely. His voice had a sense of vicissitude and antiquity. 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.

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"It is fate that you were able to come here, and it is your ability to withstand the wrath of the Yellow Springs. The Yellow Springs' ultimate techniques are not taught to ordinary people, and you are no ordinary person."

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

"Thank you very much, Senior Huang Quan!"

After collecting the essence blood of the Demon Saint, Long Yan raised his head and saw that the mountain peak had begun to crack, and the throne on it was also cracking open with countless fissures. The body of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint sitting on the throne was becoming more and more illusory.

"My mission is complete. I hope that my unique skills will not lose their brilliance and prestige with my demise."

"Farewell, senior!"

Long Yan bowed solemnly to the Yellow Spring Demon Saint. This remnant soul was able to exist for so many years because of the Demon Saint's essence blood. Now that the essence blood has left the body, the remnant soul has finally exhausted its life force and dissipated into the world.

"hehe."

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint chuckled and nodded slightly, and his body completely vanished in an instant. At the moment of his disappearance, the mountain and the throne collapsed with a rumble, finally turning into nothingness and vanishing away.

Looking at the void that had suddenly become dark and empty, Long Yan sighed softly, his body trembled, and his illusory form slowly disappeared into this space.

As its figure disappeared, the space here also vanished silently with a hiss.

(End of this chapter)