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

On the mountain peak, the figure looked down at Long Yan, his calm voice booming like thunder in Long Yan's ears.

Long Yan's lips curled slightly as he gazed at the figure wielding the ghost-head broadsword. The man was dressed in a dark red robe, with a cold expression and several horizontal scars on his face, giving off an extremely powerful and ferocious aura.

These malevolent energies mingled together, like a furious lion roaring in a bloodbath, sending chills down one's spine.

"boom!"

The figure stomped on the stone peak, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy. Immediately, massive cracks, each over ten feet long, appeared, like winding venomous snakes, suddenly spreading down from the mountaintop. In the blink of an eye, the stone mountain began to teeter on the brink of collapse.

Boulders fell one by one from the rocky mountain, and the figure appeared like a ghost in mid-air not far in front of Long Yan. He held the Ghost Head Blade in his right hand, stared at Long Yan with cold eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"It's been so many years since I've tasted human blood, I've almost forgotten what it tastes like..."

The figure gently twisted its neck, then seemed to mutter to itself, "Perhaps I should introduce myself before making a move? Hmm, my name... it seems like it's been a long, long time since I've mentioned it. Although I've sensed the presence of some humans who have intruded here before, they always avoided me after sensing me."

"So this is the first time I've encountered a human with the scent of fresh flesh and blood. My name is Blood Blade Saint, I think? Have you heard of me?"

Looking at the dark red figure who raised his head and cast a questioning gaze at his group, Xiao Jue's lips twitched involuntarily. You've been dead for hundreds or thousands of years, who knows what you are?

"Sigh, it seems no one remembers after all. This feeling is truly unpleasant. I'd better finish you off quickly; my Blood Blade seems to be reaching its limit!"

Seeing this, the guy who called himself the Blood Blade Saint shook his head in disappointment. Then, his feet trembled imperceptibly, and a blood-red light shot out from the space as fast as lightning, tearing a deep trench in the ground.

But such a powerful attack quickly stopped in front of Long Yan. He chuckled and said, "Playing the 'pretending to be weak to eat strong' trick is nice once in a while, but I have things to do during this time. After all, I can only stay here for a year."

"Take me to see my ancestor, Xiao Xuan."

"You...you! You!"

There was a hint of horror in the Blood Blade Saint's voice. In his distant memories, the name "Xiao Clan" seemed like a terrifying nightmare to him.

"Weren't all the members of the Xiao clan dead?"

The Blood Blade Saint murmured, but as he spoke, his gaze involuntarily swept towards the depths of the Heavenly Tomb, a deep fear flashing in his eyes.

The Blood Blade Saint said somewhat impatiently, "Go west from here. This narrow gap is where many powerful figures meet. If you travel from here, you should be able to avoid the obstruction of others and finally reach your destination."

The Blood Blade Saint watched Long Yan turn and leave quickly, then curled his lip, gazing into the depths of the Heavenly Tomb, and muttered to himself, "Hmph, you owe me a favor this time, after all, I pointed the way for your descendants. When you come out to clear the area again, you should let me off the hook, right?"

Long Yan moved forward quickly, when suddenly a faint sound of wind breaking came from ahead. Then two black figures slowly landed on a boulder, looking down at Long Yan with a hint of mockery in their eyes, like cats playing with mice.

"Someone came in before the appointed time. Is it someone from the ancient clan again?"

Two elderly men dressed in gray robes with gloomy faces appeared silently in front of Long Yan like ghosts, and said with a sinister laugh: "Hehehe, after living a life of hiding for many years, why not kill a few people from the ancient clans? Even if you get killed by that guy next time, it won't be a loss."

A flicker of emotion crossed one of them's eyes. He nodded and slowly stepped out. As he did, the entire space trembled violently, and ripples spread out from beneath his feet.

"Fools." Long Yan sneered, "Even the Soul Emperor died at my hands, and you dare to act so presumptuously?"

Immediately afterwards, a jet-black flame appeared on Long Yan's body, causing the energy bodies of the two Soul Clan Battle Saints to widen their eyes in fear.

"Void, void, void... Void swallowing flames!"

"You two overestimate yourselves. Two one-star Dou Sheng, yet you don't even have the right to speak in front of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yan slowly raised his hand and gently shook hands with the two of them.

"broken!"

As Long Yan uttered those words, the space within a thousand feet radius collapsed completely, and a pitch-black, invisible giant hand suddenly took shape, then casually patted the two Soul Clan members.

"Bang bang bang!"

A colossal, pitch-black hand, thousands of feet long, slammed down lightly, and the earth trembled violently as if an earthquake had struck. Huge cracks spread from the ground, eventually reaching far into the distance.

The two Soul Clan members stared blankly at the collapsing space. Such a terrifying palm strike was something even they could not withstand.

"escape!"

Faced with the gigantic black hand hurtling towards them from the collapsing space, the two Soul Clan members finally caught a chilling scent of death. Their faces turned deathly pale, and without a second thought, they turned and ran.

"boom!"

However, their speed was not enough for them to escape smoothly. Under that pitch-black giant hand, it seemed that even space was being shattered. Therefore, just as the two figures flashed a hundred feet away, the giant hand came crashing down!

"Bang!"

The giant hand did not actually strike the two people. Instead, when it was nearly a hundred feet away, the terrifying gust of wind pierced through space and landed on the two Soul Clan members.

Faced with such a terrifying gale, the two Soul Clan members shuddered violently, and before they could even utter a scream, they exploded into nothingness with a bang.

"Boom!"

The giant hand smashed the two Soul Clan members to pieces before finally landing on the ground. The earth trembled, and dust billowed up. After a while, the dust settled, revealing a massive, bottomless abyss a thousand feet deep.

"Ants."

Long Yan chuckled, seemingly mocking their overestimation of their abilities. Then, in a flash, he vanished from his spot, rushing towards Xiao Xuan's tomb to refine elixirs. (End of Chapter)