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

The blood orbs that hit the statue were quickly absorbed. Then, the statue seemed to come back to life, and it roared to the sky like a real tiger.

Soon, blood spurted from the statue's mouth, forming a huge blood-red portal in front of Xiao Yan and Zhu Guohu.

“The Netherworld Pool is just ahead,” Zhu Guohu said to Xiao Yan. “However, only those drawn by the Zhu family bloodline can enter… Simply put, there must be physical contact between you and me, otherwise you will be ejected directly.”

"Put your hand on my shoulder."

Seeing that Zhu Guohu didn't seem to be lying, Xiao Yan sighed helplessly.

hum!

After the two stepped into the blood-red portal, a beam of light swept over them, and then the portal trembled and disappeared along with Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan.

……

As Xiao Yan entered the blood-red portal, he sensed a strong spatial fluctuation. Then, his vision was suddenly filled with blood-red light. Before his vision returned, his spiritual power surged out and instantly sent dozens of "Chang Gui" flying.

When his vision returned, everything before him was exactly as Zhu Guohu had described: dozens or even hundreds of ghouls stared directly at Xiao Yan.

Unlike Yao Sheng's, the changgui in front of them had bloodshot eyes, withered bodies, and long limbs, just like real vengeful ghosts. However, just like there are different levels among the changgui, the ones closest to Xiao Yan... seemed to be the strongest.

'At the level of a first or second-tier Douling...'

"Are you sure these are all your Zhu family ancestors?" Xiao Yan asked Zhu Guohu, who was being completely ignored by the ghosts, while scanning the ghosts who were staring at him and dared not make a move. "The strongest among them is only a level 76 Soul Saint!"

"This is just the outermost area. These ghosts are just ordinary clansmen. The area where the ghosts of the Zhu family patriarch operate is further inside... in that square."

Just as Zhu Guohu said, in front of this area, there is a huge square, and outside the square is a group of white jade-like buildings, which form a strong contrast with the ghosts in this space.

However, perhaps due to the material, Xiao Yan's spiritual power was completely unable to penetrate the buildings outside the plaza and investigate the situation inside.

Zhu Guohu walked forward, and the low-level ghouls tried their best to avoid his gaze, as if they would die if their eyes met. In order to avoid his gaze, they didn't even care about Xiao Yan who was following behind Zhu Guohu.

Soon, the two arrived at the square.

In the center of the square was a bottomless pool of blood, into which countless black ghosts were immersed. After a cursory glance, Xiao Yan discovered that there were quite a few ghosts whose strength was no weaker than that of Haotian Douluo.

At this moment, however, these ghosts seemed completely oblivious to Xiao Yan, quietly immersing themselves in the water.

"How is it?" Zhu Guohu looked at Xiao Yan calmly.

"Was your Zhu family's ancestor among them?" Looking at the black ghosts below, Xiao Yan asked a somewhat unrelated question.

“That ancestor is this blood pool,” Zhu Guohu shook his head. “When the Zhu family bloodline is depleted, the blood pool will become the source of power for the Zhu family. However, after death, everything about that person… including their body, soul, and soul power will become a sacrifice.”

“That’s why that ancestor became more and more powerful…” Zhu Guohu said in a low voice.

“Indeed powerful,” Xiao Yan managed a weak smile. “If this were on the Douluo Continent… your ancestor might be able to call himself a god by now.”

Spots of blood appeared on the bodies of those black, malevolent spirits, and then gradually gathered together.

The blood-red light rapidly condensed, quickly transforming into a human figure. When the halo dissipated, the silhouette of a woman appeared. The woman was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and with every frown and smile, the world seemed to dim.

“Ancestor…” Looking at that alluring figure, Zhu Guohu subconsciously took a half step back, somewhat panicked.

"I remember you are the 600th generation head of the family?" The woman's gaze softened as she looked at Zhu Guohu, her gentle voice ringing out, "Your name seems to be... Zhu Guohu?"

"...Yes, Zhu Guohu, the 600th patriarch of the Zhu family, greets his ancestors." Zhu Guohu remained silent for a moment, then knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"And then, what about you? What's your name?" The woman ignored Zhu Guohu and turned her gaze to Xiao Yan, asking softly.

"Rock Owl...Greetings, Senior."

Xiao Yan's expression was solemn as he slowly uttered a few words.

This time, Xiao Yan felt that he had really been careless. Although the titled Douluo above level 95 in the outside world were only at the level of early-stage Dou Wang, this ancestor of the Zhu family actually had the level of Dou Huang, and it seemed to be a high-level Dou Huang!

"Rock Owl..."

The woman stretched out her slender, fair hand and tapped it lightly in the air a few times. Some golden specks of light slowly appeared and then disappeared.

"Is this a pseudonym?" Once the light disappeared, the woman frowned slightly, her tone becoming much colder. "Zhu Guohu brought you into the Zhu family's ancestral land, yet you don't even dare to reveal your real name?"

"No..." Zhu Guohu was somewhat flustered.

“If you are indeed the ancestor of the Netherworld Cat Clan, then I will naturally give you my real name,” Xiao Yan said, his expression turning colder, and he even distanced himself from Zhu Guohu.

"But... doesn't this senior seem to be just a usurper?"

When Xiao Yan was teleported here, he sensed something was wrong. Perhaps it was because he looked down on the powerful figures here, but the intense spatial fluctuations during the teleportation...

Xiao Yan did not believe that the props made by the people on this continent could have produced this.

"A cuckoo taking over the nest?"

Zhu Guohu, who had long regarded Xiao Yan as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and even a Holy Son with innate level 20 soul power, subconsciously looked at the woman.

The woman stared intently at Xiao Yan, ignoring Zhu Guohu's gaze.

Immediately, a strange smile slowly appeared on her face, and she said, "Nine-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master? I never expected that such a genius as you could appear on this backward continent."

Celestial Talisman Master?

Completely ignored by Xiao Yan and the woman, Zhu Guohu turned his bewildered gaze back to Xiao Yan.

Nine-Seal Celestial Talisman Master?

'Isn't that the Lin Dong family's exclusive term for spiritual power? And what is this backward continent? Plate tectonics? Or are they outsiders like me?'

The woman's words made Xiao Yan think a lot. Finally, he slowly exhaled and asked, "Then what level is your spiritual power, senior?"

Above the Celestial Talisman Master is the Immortal Talisman Master. The Immortal Talisman Master is divided into two realms: Lesser Completion and Greater Completion. The gap between Lesser Completion and Greater Completion might be even greater than the gap between a One-Seal Talisman Master and a Nine-Seal Celestial Talisman Master.

"Mental power?" The woman scoffed. "We've never cultivated any so-called mental power, but if we had to say..."

"Probably a minor master of talisman making?" the woman chuckled, covering her mouth.

'Small success? Maybe he can fight...' Xiao Yan lowered his eyelids slightly.

Because of his powerful mental strength, he had never encountered an opponent he needed to fight hard enough to win in all the time he had lived on this continent. This unknown "Battle Emperor" with a strength of around six or seven stars seemed to be the best sparring partner.

'It's a pity, I should have devoured the Fire Spirit Flame sooner.'

A red light flashed in his eyes, and a talisman appeared in front of Xiao Yan—the Fire Refining Talisman, Xiao Yan's biggest trump card at this stage.

"Flame Ancestral Symbol!"

The moment she saw the talisman, the woman suddenly screamed, completely losing her previous composure. Her face was filled with utter terror, as if she had seen something terrifying.

'The Ancestral Flame Symbol? What's that?'

Although he really wanted to ask the question, Xiao Yan knew that this was not the time to inquire. He used his spiritual power to propel the flames onto the blood pool, using the lifeless ghosts as fuel to burn them to their hearts' content.

"No, so what if it's a Flame Ancestral Symbol? You're just a lowly Celestial Symbol Master!"

The moment the vengeful spirit was ignited, the woman suddenly regained her composure. She clenched her jade hand, and the blood pool instantly surged. Then, with a splash, countless blood-red chains roared out from the blood pool and shot towards Xiao Yan like lightning.

Several ghouls clung to each chain, seemingly wanting to drag Xiao Yan into the blood pool and make him one of their own while piercing through his body.

Xiao Yan smiled faintly, summoned the Xuanzhong Ruler, and his fourth soul ring lit up. Deep red flames surged out and transformed into a giant dragon tens of meters long.

Then, a dragon's roar resounded.

Roar!

The moment the dragon's roar rang out, the blood-red chains suddenly froze in mid-air. Then, deep red flames appeared on the chains, and both the chains themselves and the ghosts clinging to them became the targets of the flames.

"Dragons? No, that doesn't seem like it..."

The first wave of attacks did not cause any damage to Xiao Yan, but the woman did not rush to launch a second wave of attacks. She just stood there blankly, watching the chains burning in the air.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Xiao Yan, who regarded the blood pool and the ghouls as part of the woman, did not rush to launch a sneak attack, but silently burned the ghouls below.

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt that as these evil spirits burned, his spiritual power was gradually increasing. Although it wasn't obvious, Xiao Yan felt that he was gradually understanding the meaning of the Spirit Realm...

"Not the Flame Ancestral Symbol, nor a dragon... who exactly are you?"

When most of the demons in the blood pool had disappeared, the woman finally came to her senses and stared at Xiao Yan with icy eyes, "Who is the Empress Qiankun to you?"

'What is this "Empress of Qiankun"? Can you please explain yourself more clearly?!'

Even though he was screaming inside, Xiao Yan still maintained a mysterious and inscrutable expression. "What do you think?"

"So what if you are the Empress Qiankun's favorite concubine? At this moment, you are nothing more than a mere Heavenly Talisman Master!" The woman seemed to have lost her mind, shrieking as she swiftly conjured a series of hand seals, "Soul-Devouring Netherworld!"

Bang bang bang!

The blood pool erupted, forming tiny, blood-red vortexes that then spun wildly, eventually forming towering, blood-red tornadoes. The ghouls exploded before the tornadoes formed, becoming black mist that entwined around them. Whether by oversight or intention, the flames formed by Xiao Yan's Fire Refining Talisman still coiled around the blood tornadoes.

"A barrier?"

Xiao Yan frowned. The towering blood-red tornadoes did not attack him, but instead gradually coiled around the plaza. No matter how Xiao Yan's spiritual power attacked, it could not break through the plaza.

He also wanted to move the flames on the Blood Tornado, but before his mental energy could even touch those flames, a strong sense of palpitation made Xiao Yan stop the idea.

"That's right, it's just a barrier. If you can defeat me, the barrier will naturally break down on its own," the woman kindly explained.

"However, you can never defeat me, and you can never escape from here!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a sharp shriek, and a thick black mist rose around him, instantly enveloping Xiao Yan.

The moment he was enveloped by the black mist, Xiao Yan immediately took out several antidote pills and qi-restoring pills from his Awakening Flame Ring and put them in his mouth. He held his breath, concentrated, and withdrew his spiritual power, which surrounded him like an iron barrel, guarding him closely and not giving the woman any chance to launch a sneak attack.

Chapter 70 Empress of Heaven and Earth

"Heavenly Demon Void Finger!"

A shrill whistle sounded behind Xiao Yan, and at the same time, a terrifying gale swept up behind him, aiming straight for his back.

However, before Xiao Yan could dodge, several more black beams suddenly shot towards him from all directions, completely sealing off any possibility of him escaping.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Xiao Yan steeled his heart and lit up several purple-gold flames fused with his spiritual fire around him. While blocking the black lights, he turned around and punched the woman's claws.

boom!

The black light was blocked by the flames, but Xiao Yan's right fist was gripped in the woman's sharp claws.

Before Xiao Yan could unleash his hidden energy, a piercing pain came from his right fist.

Without time to think, he gripped the handle of the Xuanzhong Ruler with his left hand, and a scorching heat appeared on the ruler's body.

"Flame Divides and Devours Waves!"

As Xiao Yan's roar subsided, the surrounding天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) suddenly mobilized. Countless visible energies, as if drawn by a force, frantically poured into the Xuanzhong Ruler in Xiao Yan's hand. The Dou Qi that filled Xiao Yan's body instantly became empty. He slightly moved his mouth and swallowed a Qi-restoring pill hidden in his mouth.

As energy was poured in frantically, the high temperature released by the Xuanzhong Ruler became increasingly intense, and the strange patterns on the ruler gradually emitted a fiery red light.