Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, who was kidnapped to another world

"Hey, it seems someone was clearly trying to cover something up earlier!" Although she had been given a half-baked label, Xiao Diao looked at Xiao Yan with a mocking expression after hearing what Lin Dong said.

Xiao Yan subtly rolled his eyes.

"In that case, let's hurry up and find that damned yellow-haired monster," Little Mink said excitedly, rubbing his hands together. "Once we break their owl-sound formation, let's see how I deal with them!"

"What's all this talk about cleaning up?" Lin Dong laughed. "Let's just wipe out Demon Sound Mountain!" As he uttered those words, the ferocious aura that Lin Dong had been suppressing finally erupted. He had been holding back his anger when he learned that Xiao Yan's bones had been broken by the Golden Ghost Owl and the Headed Owl, and now that they were almost at the entrance of Demon Sound Mountain, he could no longer hold back.

"That's exactly what I was waiting for!" Little Mink's lips curled into a smile, and his handsome face instantly became brimming with a bewitching aura.

Beside him, Xiao Yan nodded with a simple smile, but his towering body exuded a fierce aura that made people tremble with fear.

Sensing the fierce aura emanating from the three, Ying Huanhuan shrank back behind Xiao Yan, as if she were frightened by their presence.

Xiao Yan glanced at Ying Huanhuan, who was hiding behind him and avoiding Xiao Yuan's gaze, with annoyance, then turned to Xiao Diao, "Let's go, to Demon Sound Mountain. I'll take care of the Owl Sound Array..."

“Leave the Owl Sound Array to me,” Ying Huanhuan patted Xiao Yan on the back. “You haven’t even cultivated the Formless Bodhi Sound, so even if you were to play the Heavenly Phoenix Zither, you wouldn’t be able to produce a sound!”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan looked at Ying Huanhuan with some concern, "Is it feasible? That golden ghost owl is a demonic beast at the Lesser Completion of the Life Profound Realm, and the owl sound array is composed of 100,000 human-headed owls!"

"Everything in the universe has its counterpart, and the Owl Sound Array is powerful, but my Heavenly Phoenix Zither is just the right thing to counter it!" Ying Huanhuan said with a hint of pride.

"Hehe, that's bold. This girl is about the same age as Su Rou, but her personality is much stronger," Little Mink laughed.

"Su Rou?" Ying Huanhuan's eyes flickered, but her big eyes looked at Xiao Yan.

"The little girl Lin Dong saved isn't familiar with me," Xiao Yan said with a shrug.

"A very lucky little girl, she originally wanted to come to the Dao Sect, but she was tricked into going to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace instead," Lin Dong nodded nonchalantly, then looked at Little Marten, "Let's go, let's head to that Demon Sound Mountain!"

Little Marten nodded, then without saying much, he moved and transformed into a streak of light, hurtling towards the depths of this vast mountain range. Behind him, Lin Dong, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yuan, and Ying Huanhuan followed closely, making for a rather grand procession of six people.

Not long after the group left, the sound of wind breaking came from the other side of the mountain range. After a while, three figures swept past.

Leading the group was an elderly man in a brown robe. Behind him were two men dressed in black and white, each with a white badge on their chest. The badge featured a black sun, the alternation of black and white symbolizing the rise and fall of yin and yang. This was the symbol of Yuanmen, the most powerful sect in the Eastern Xuan Region.

Gold thread is wrapped around the edge of this badge. Those familiar with Yuanmen clothing know that only the most outstanding disciples among the eight departments of Yuanmen are qualified to wear this badge. And the most outstanding disciples among the eight departments are also known as the Eight Spirit Generals!

……

With the help of the Heavenly Phoenix Harp, the owl sound array composed of human-headed owls that the Golden Ghost Owl relied on shattered completely without any resistance. The 100,000 human-headed owls were almost all killed the moment the Heavenly Phoenix Harp's music started.

"Let's do it!"

As the Golden Ghost Owl looked utterly astonished, Little Mink's cold laughter rang out instantly, followed by an exceptionally powerful surge of energy emanating from its body.

Swish!

After the overwhelming purplish-black light smashed the still-living human-headed owls on the road into a bloody pulp, the little sable's purplish-black eyes locked onto the ashen-faced golden ghost owl.

"You yellow-haired monster, let's see where you can hide this time!" Little Mink smiled sinisterly, and with a swift movement, appeared directly behind Golden Ghost Owl.

While Little Marten was locked in battle with the Golden Ghost Owl, Lin Dong, Little Flame, and Little Yuan also charged towards Demon Sound Mountain. Clearly, Lin Dong's earlier statement about "washing Demon Sound Mountain in blood" was not a joke.

"Aren't you going to help them?" Ying Huanhuan, who was floating in the air, looked at Xiao Yan beside her with some curiosity.

"There aren't any particularly strong guys in this Demon Sound Mountain," Xiao Yan smiled casually, glancing at a certain spot in the air out of the corner of his eye. "Lin Dong and the others are enough."

"Are you trying to slack off?" Ying Huanhuan looked at Xiao Yan with disdain.

"Haha, I've been flying for several days in a row, and my Yuan energy is quite depleted. I'll take a short rest." Xiao Yan laughed nonchalantly.

While Lin Dong and the others were fighting in the Demon Sound Mountain, and Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan were chatting casually, three figures appeared on a distant mountain peak and looked indifferently at the Demon Sound Mountain.

"It's been breached already? These beasts are truly useless." The man in white looked mockingly at the blood-soaked Demon Sound Mountain and laughed.

"Uncle-Master Jiang, do you need our help?" the man in black beside him asked with a smile.

"Let some of them die first," the old man in the brown robe said indifferently. "These fools think no one knows about the Earth Core Divine Saliva in Demon Sound Mountain. They even invited me here this time... Since you're here, then take the treasure away. Such a treasure of heaven and earth should be kept by our Yuan Sect."

"Xia Yan, go and deal with those escaped beasts from Demon Sound Mountain. We can't let this news leak out." He glanced at the man in black.

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiang, none of them will escape!" Upon hearing this, the man in black's face lit up with joy, and then his figure transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the forest.

"Chen Yun, go and deal with those two guys," the brown-robed elder pointed at Ying Huanhuan and Xiao Yan in the air, "Heh, to actually find a Pure Yuan Treasure in a place like this... It seems even the heavens are helping my Yuan Sect!"

“Yes,” the man in white chuckled softly, gazing into the distance, “Still, those doomed lovers… are interesting.”

As the sound faded, Shen Yun's figure also vanished mysteriously.

After the two people beside him disappeared, the old man in brown robes turned his gaze to the top of Demon Sound Mountain, where Little Marten and the Golden Ghost Owl were engaged in a fierce battle.

"He's also at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm... Heh, looks like dealing with him will be a bit troublesome!"

……

"Yuanmen, Shenyun... they're the Eight Spirit Generals," Xiao Yan said with a slight smile after hearing their conversation. "I was just thinking about how to capture them separately, but they've delivered themselves right to my doorstep. I'm almost embarrassed."

They're just two weaklings, no better than dogs. Even without using his spiritual power or relying on his physical strength, Xiao Yan could take on both of them single-handedly, let alone now that they have the numerical advantage.

As for that old scum who had reached the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm...

The Golden Ghost Owl is also dying soon, so it's good to leave it to Little Marten to deal with, which will save us from revealing our strength.

With a light laugh, Xiao Yan had already arranged the fate of these three Yuanmen guys who came to offer their heads.

Chapter 300 Eight Spirit Generals

Although he was convinced from the beginning that Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan would die at his hands, Ying Huanhuan was also at the Ninth Yuan Nirvana Realm and possessed a Pure Yuan Treasure. Therefore, when approaching Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan, Shen Yun cautiously locked his aura.

Once he appeared not far behind the two and found that they still "didn't" notice him, Shen Yun curled his lips and released his aura in a grand manner.

After sensing the aura released by Shen Yun, Xiao Yan's mind went blank. He didn't understand what this guy was doing. Normally, when facing two people whose strength was not much different from his own, he would have to launch a sneak attack to defeat or seriously injure one of them first, right?

However, now is not the time to ponder whether Shen Yun has something wrong with his mind—

"Who are you?" Xiao Yan, who turned around with Ying Huanhuan, looked at Shen Yun, who was dressed in white, with a slightly cold expression.

Although Ying Huanhuan did not speak, her jade hand, which had been resting on the Tianhuang Qin, had already touched the strings. If Shen Yun showed any hostility, she would pluck the strings without hesitation.

"You two need not be nervous. I am Shen Yun from the Yuan Sect, one of the Eight Spirit Generals." Shen Yun said with a light laugh as he looked at the two extremely wary people.

"Yuanmen?"

Upon hearing those two words, Ying Huanhuan's expression turned completely cold. "So you're a dog from the Yuan Clan. I don't have time to waste with you. Get lost!"

"Hehe, little beauty..." Faced with Ying Huanhuan's sudden hostility, Shen Yun's smile also faded. However, perhaps it was the confidence that Ba Ling's identity gave him that made him laugh again when the two opposite him undisguisedly released their hostility.

laugh!

However, before he could finish speaking, a crimson flame suddenly blasted towards Shen Yun.

Faced with the scorching flames coming straight at him, Shen Yun's expression changed slightly. He tapped the air with his toes, and a blurry image appeared before being completely crushed by the flames.

"Heh, this is..." The next moment, Shen Yun's figure appeared not far away, smiling as he looked at Xiao Yan, as if he was about to say something provocative.

However, just as his figure appeared, a fiery red light, accompanied by a violent sonic wave, slammed into his unsuspecting back.

Bang!

A violent explosion rang out, and after the sound waves dissipated, Shen Yun's figure reappeared in front of Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan. However, compared to his initial appearance in white robes and ethereal grace, his current appearance, with tattered clothes and blood at the corner of his mouth, was more in line with his identity as a member of the Yuan Sect.

"Heh, as expected of a pure Yuan treasure..." Looking at Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan, Shen Yun finally obediently began to regulate his Yuan power and be wary of the surrounding Yuan power. "In such a hasty situation, even I am not in good shape!" His words carried a hint of a smile, but his cold eyes after being injured completely revealed his true thoughts.

"It's a pity I didn't kill you, you dog of the Yuan Clan, directly!" Ying Huanhuan said with a cold laugh as she gently stroked the strings of her zither.

“If you were still at your peak, I certainly wouldn’t dare to fight you when you’re wielding the Pure Yuan Treasure, not to mention you have a protector by your side…” Shen Yun glanced at Xiao Yan with icy eyes. Clearly, he was blaming Xiao Yan, who was only at the sixth level of Nirvana Realm, for his injury.

“However, in order to break the great formation of Demon Sound Mountain, you consumed a great deal of Yuan energy, and you, the protector of flowers, are nothing more than a piece of cake in the sixth Yuan Nirvana Realm,” Shen Yun continued, “How long can a combination like yours last against me?” With a clench of his hand, a stone seal spiritual treasure of considerable quality appeared, and then he slammed it down hard on Xiao Yan and the other person.

"Killing you is enough!" Ying Huanhuan, who felt she was the main force in the fight against Shen Yun, suddenly plucked the strings of her zither. Instantly, a clear phoenix cry rang out, and a huge fiery wing emerged from the Heavenly Phoenix Zither, carrying astonishing sound waves as it slammed towards Shen Yun.

Clearly, she had entrusted the task of resisting that magical treasure to Xiao Yan, who was standing to the side.

Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly at Ying Huanhuan's stubbornness. His hand seals changed, and a crimson talisman flashed out, colliding heavily with the black stone seal.

Bang!

A collision sound rang out, and the black stone seal was bounced back. Shen Yun took the opportunity to retreat a hundred meters, getting out of the attack range of the wings.

Shen Yun, who believed that his initial injury was due to his carelessness, became more composed. He harassed Xiao Yan and Ying Huanhuan while dodging Ying Huanhuan's attacks. After all, Ying Huanhuan could not use the Heavenly Phoenix Harp for a long time if she was not at her peak.

Soon, under Shen Yun's harassment, Ying Huanhuan's aura weakened, and the speed at which she plucked the strings also slowed down, losing its previous sharpness.

Although Xiao Yan beside Ying Huanhuan still exuded a powerful aura, Shen Yun believed that Xiao Yan, who was only at the sixth level of Nirvana, was not even worth his personal attention. Therefore, just like at the beginning, the stone seal spiritual treasure in his hand transformed into a black streak and shot out. However, this time the target was only Xiao Yan, while he himself rushed towards Ying Huanhuan, whose attack had weakened slightly.

Ying Huanhuan stared at Shen Yun, who was shooting towards her again, and gritted her teeth, about to pluck the strings of her zither once more.

"My spiritual treasure is a top-tier Heavenly-level spiritual treasure. Can your friend really hold on?" Just as Ying Huanhuan was about to flick her jade finger, Shen Yun's soft laughter suddenly entered her ears.

Her jade-like fingers froze instantly, and Ying Huanhuan almost involuntarily looked at Xiao Yan beside her.

"Heh, you're still too green!" With a sneer, Shen Yun's sharp palm strike lashed out at Ying Huanhuan without hesitation.

boom!

A dull sound rang out. Shen Yun looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief, who hadn't even moved a step after blocking his palm strike. Then, he tried to turn away.

However, the next moment, Shen Yun felt as if he had fallen into an abyss—most of his internal organs and meridians, along with that Yuan energy, completely disappeared.

"You mudfish, do you really think you can escape?" Xiao Yan grabbed Shen Yun's right arm with his right hand and sneered.

Having witnessed Xiao Yan defeat Wang Yan, who was also at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm, how could Ying Huanhuan possibly worry that Xiao Yan would be defeated by a spiritual treasure just because of Shen Yun's words?

Everything was just a small trick to lure Shen Yun into a trap.

Now, with Xiao Yan holding his right arm and most of his internal organs and meridians burned by the Nirvana Demon Flame, Shen Yun is like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to fight back. He even has to decide whether to self-destruct to preserve his primordial spirit, since he is still alive only because of Xiao Yan's support!

"Shen Yun, it seems you'll have to hand over your Eight Spirit General status to someone else when we get back," just as Shen Yun was in utter despair, a whooshing sound came, and then a figure rushed over—it was Xia Yan, who had been sent to deal with the escaped demonic beasts from Demon Sound Mountain. "But there were only two..."

Those who are weak and talk too much will end up like Shen Yun. However, Shen Yun, who was on his last breath, naturally didn't have time to warn the blindly arrogant Xia Yan.

A dragon leg covered in blue scales tore through the air, carrying a terrifying aura, and struck Xia Yan's body with lightning speed.

boom!

A deep voice rang out, and Xia Yan was kicked hundreds of meters away before he could barely regain his footing, though some fragments of internal organs were still stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"Impressive skills!" Xia Yan looked coldly at Lin Dong, who was standing in his previous position. "I suppose you're not some nobody. State your name... how about it?" His inner energy surged, and a few golden lights flickered, forcefully suppressing the injuries on his body.

"Just a lackey of the Yuan Sect, not worthy to know my name," Lin Dong replied calmly.

"Very well, very well. Of the six people in the group, three of them are so hostile to my Yuan Sect. I suppose that apart from the Dao Sect... there are no other forces, right?" As soon as Lin Dong finished speaking, an old voice rang out indifferently in mid-air.

Then, under the calm gaze of Xiao Yan and Lin Dong, the air in mid-air rippled, and an old man dressed in a brown robe slowly emerged.

"Elder Jiang, you've finally arrived!" Covered in blood and looking extremely disheveled, the Golden Ghost Owl was overjoyed to see the old man appear. He completely disregarded Little Marten's killing move and took to the air. "This guy is at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm..."