Unifying the Yellow Springs Stone Stele

"No wonder I couldn't find the Nine Serene Nether Staff anywhere; it turns out this bastard swallowed it."

At this moment, Yao Xiaotian had already broken free, but his Dou Qi had been sealed by Xiao Ming. He stared at Yao Ming with an extremely gloomy expression, his fists clenched tightly.

Yao Ming glanced at him, smiled disdainfully, then stepped forward, arms outstretched as if completely unguarded, his gaze fixed intently on the assembled elders, and declared boldly:

"Elder Xian, Elder Ming, Elder Liu, you were all my trusted confidants back then. Are you going to choose to be my enemy too?"

Alliance Leader Xiao is cleaning up the traitors for me. Everyone, withdraw now! All past transgressions will be forgiven!

If it were an invasion by a foreign enemy, no matter how powerful the enemy was, we would still unite to fight them. But what we are seeing now is clearly an internal struggle within the tribe.

On one side are the current Clan Leader and the Great Elder, who are acting against the tide of history; on the other side are the highly respected former Clan Leader and the powerful Xiao Ming. Anyone with a clear head knows which one to choose!

"Greetings, Clan Leader Yao Ming!"

"Greetings, Clan Leader Yao Ming!"

"..."

"Dismantle the Myriad Snake Great Formation! Avoid conflict with Clan Leader Yao Ming's friends!"

The tense atmosphere had dissipated, and the vast majority chose to submit to Yao Ming. Even the few close confidants of Yao Xiaotian could not defy the trend.

Xiao Ming nodded in satisfaction, a smile playing on his lips. In this way Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe could be considered to have been incorporated into the Heavenly Court. The plan to establish branch courts in the Four Continents of the Central Plains had also taken away some powerful individuals. Now, this could be considered to make up for the Heavenly Court's strength, and far exceed it.

Seeing that the situation had been stabilized, Yao Ming's robes fluttered in the wind, and his gaze, sharp as a sword, shot towards Yao Tianxiao and the Great Elder. He strode slowly toward them.

With each step he took, a terrifying Aura, stronger than anyone else present, surged forth, overwhelming everything.

"Two Star Dou Sheng?!"

Sensing the immense power of this Aura, both Yao Tianxiao and the Great Elder turned pale.

They never expected that after being suppressed for so many years, the Yao Ming's strength would not only not decline but increase, directly soaring from the level of Half-Saint to the level of Two Star Dou Sheng!

"As expected of Clan Leader Yao Ming, his talent far surpasses that of Yao Tianxiao!"

The members of the Nine Serene Deepground Python also showed expressions of wild joy. As Magical Beast, their cultivation speed might not be as fast as that of humans, but they had a long lifespan. In the Beast World, spending several hundred years to go from Half-Saint to Two Star Dou Sheng was already a considerable speed.

"My good brother, today I will repay you for all the suffering you have caused me over the past few centuries!"

In a few flashes, Yao Ming appeared before Yao Tianxiao, a ferocious expression slowly spreading across his face.

"Brother, brother, spare me! I was seduced by the Great Elder back then, which led me to commit such a beastly act!"

Looking at the Yao Ming before him, Yao Tianxiao, whose Dou Qi was sealed, had his originally sinister face filled with fear, and he screamed.

"Now you know I'm your elder brother? All the suffering I've endured for centuries is thanks to you!"

Yao Ming's tone was chilling as he stroked Yao Tianxiao's head. A fleeting moment of gentleness appeared on his blood-covered face.

"Back then, I truly considered you a brother. If you hadn't betrayed me, the position of Clan Leader would have been yours sooner or later..."

"You... from childhood to adulthood, you've always enjoyed the best things first. If you want me dead, you won't have any fun either!"

Feeling Yao Ming's hand caress him, Yao Tianxiao trembled all over, as he could sense the killing intent in the former's heart.

Knowing that he was doomed to die today, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

However, just as he was about to forcefully use a secret technique to reverse the explosion of his Dou Qi, Yao Ming's eyes turned cold and his hand, like the sharpest blade, plunged into Yao Tianxiao's head. Blood and brain matter spurted out in that instant.

"Bang!"

Yao Ming plunged his hand into Yao Tianxiao's head, Yao Ming face expressionless, and then slowly withdrew his hand. In his palm was a black bead the size of a fist.

The bead was extremely smooth, and faintly, black mist flowed within it, converging into a screaming face—the very face of Yao Tianxiao.

Throughout the world, all the members of the Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe were gazing at that mountain peak. They could sense that Yao Tianxiao's Aura and bloodline fluctuations had completely vanished from this world.

Those who were originally from Yao Xiaotian's lineage also turned pale at this moment, their bodies trembling, and they dared not make the slightest move, for fear of causing a misunderstanding.

Holding the black bead, a trace of sorrow flashed in Yao Ming's eyes. When his great revenge was fulfilled, he did not feel much joy in his heart, but only emptiness.

"Gurgle..."

On the ground, the Great Elder swallowed hard. He hadn't expected Yao Ming to be so ruthless, leaving Yao Tianxiao no way out. He even managed to tear out the latter's Magic Core, clearly not wanting to give Yao Tianxiao any chance to turn the tables.

Xiao Ming glanced at Yao Ming, who stood motionless beside Yao Tianxiao's corpse, but did not make a sound to disturb him.

Fratricide is indeed an extremely tragic scene.

"Great Elder, it's your turn next..."

Yao Ming let out a long breath, flicked his sleeve to collect Yao Tianxiao's corpse, then raised his head with a ferocious expression, stared at the Great Elder, and said menacingly.

Upon seeing Yao Ming's extremely ferocious gaze, the Great Elder trembled. He understood that if he fell into Yao Ming's hands, his fate would be countless times more miserable than Yao Tianxiao's.

"Demonic Snake Heaven Burst!"

The Great Elder's gaze swept quickly over Yao Ming and Xiao Ming. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and his hands flashed out in a strange hand seal. Immediately, his body swelled up and his skin writhed rapidly, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

"How dare they self-destruct!"

Yao Ming was also taken aback by the Great Elder's extremely decisive move, and immediately retreated rapidly.

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!"

On the ground, the members of the Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe also tensed up. They knew that the power of Dou Sheng's self-destruction was immense; it could destroy an area within a thousand feet in radius.

Xiao Ming scanned the area, not believing that this person would be so decisive. He unleashed his full soul perception, and in an instant, everything around him was fed back into his mind.

The Great Elder's eyes held a cunning glint, and although his energy was extremely unstable, seemingly identical to a self-destruction, there were still some differences.

"How cunning! But wouldn't I lose face if you got away?"

Xiao Ming chuckled, spread his five fingers, and made a grasping motion forward. With boundless holy might, countless Heaven and Earth Energy condensed, forming a massive handprint thousands of feet long, radiating a red light that was too dazzling to behold.

The palm print descended from the sky, and wherever it passed, space lost its meaning. In an instant, the palm print had already landed on the head of the Great Elder.

The Great Elder was deathly pale, and the palm print was reflected in his eyes, with even the lines on his palm clearly visible. In the end, he was unable to utter a single human word.

"No..."

Peng!

The Great Elder's body exploded under the palm print. The force of the explosion only paused the palm print for a moment before it slammed down again.

Slender pythons darted about in the gaps between the palm prints and fingers, trying to escape.

As Xiao Ming exerted force with his five fingers, the pythons exploded one after another, and fragments of flesh and blood scattered across the sky, like a rain of blood, sending chills down one's spine.

In the end, only one Crimson Poison Snake survived—the very one that the Great Elder often carried coiled on his shoulder.

At this moment, the Crimson Poison Snake was still stretching its neck and struggling, its pupils filled with despair and fear. It clearly did not expect that its survival tactics would be seen through by Xiao Ming.

"I was originally thinking of keeping you around to make use of you! Now look what's happened."

Xiao Ming shook his head, took it into his palm, and, holding the Crimson Poison Snake that contained the Great Elder's Magic Core and soul, beckoned to Yao Ming.

"Hmph, you almost got away just now, you old devil..."

Yao Ming flashed and appeared beside Xiao Ming, staring at the Great Elder with unfriendly eyes. Seeing this, Xiao Ming handed it over casually.

Yao Ming only kept the Great Elder's soul, returning the Magic Core to Xiao Ming.

Upon seeing this scene, the group of elders quickly approached. They were somewhat excited, as Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder had been ruthless and autocratic in recent years.

Losing them and gaining back the fair, highly respected, and even more powerful former Clan Leader, Yao Ming, might actually be a good thing.

"... From now on, I'll leave the affairs of the clan to you elders. Those who shouldn't be kept alive should no longer be kept."

Yao Ming said calmly that if he wanted to regain his position, he would have to purge some of Yao Tianxiao's confidants, otherwise, trouble would ensue sooner or later.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the elders immediately responded respectfully.

Xiao Ming watched as Yao Ming handled the clan's affairs methodically, and nodded slightly in approval.

Although this person has been sealed away for so many years, his spirit remains. If he develops properly in the future, he will also be a powerful and influential figure.

"Alliance Leader, this time, we are very grateful for your assistance."

After giving his orders, Yao Ming turned around, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Xiao Ming, and said sincerely.

"I have no way to repay this great kindness, but I must give some tangible reward in return. Hehe, I wonder if the Alliance Leader has ever heard of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint?"

"Of course I've heard of it."

Xiao Ming glanced at Yao Ming. He had originally wanted Yao Ming to take him to the Yellow Springs Saint Stele, but he didn't expect Yao Ming to offer to do so on his own initiative.

Yao Ming probably wanted to activate the Stone Stele so that he could increase his strength and completely control the Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe.

However, the Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe is in quite a turmoil today, so it's probably impossible to see the Yellow Springs Stone Stele immediately.

The Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe suffered a major upheaval, and naturally, some bloodshed occurred overnight.

The commotion that lasted all night gradually subsided by dawn, and as the morning light poured down from the sky, the Yao Ming appeared early in front of Xiao Ming's room.

Upon sensing this, Xiao Ming immediately went out.

The two didn't stop along the way, and in just over ten minutes, they landed on an ancient altar.

This altar is extremely magnificent, constructed entirely of blue-green boulders. Standing atop the altar, one can overlook several surrounding mountain peaks.

Xiao Ming and his companion slowly landed on top of the altar. In the center of the altar stood a massive, pale yellow Stone Stele, about a hundred feet tall, exuding an ancient Aura that seemed to have existed forever.

"Is this the legendary Yellow Springs Stone Stele...?"

Xiao Ming looked up at the huge Stone Stele, on Stone Stele many strange runes were engraved, and a strange light flickered faintly.

On this Stone Stele, a huge finger and a palm print half a foot deep are carved. Some strange information emanates from it, which should be the cultivation method of the so-called Yellow Springs Finger and Yellow Springs Palm.

The Yellow Springs Finger is Heaven Tier Lower Dou Skill, while the latter is Heaven Tier Intermediate. Both are extremely powerful, but only the Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe and a few elders can learn them.

Yao Ming first bowed solemnly before the Stone Stele, then slowly stepped back, looked at Xiao Ming, and said:

"This is the Yellow Springs Stone Stele of my Nine Serene Deepground Python Tribe, and the 'Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath' and the Demon Saint Essence Blood are hidden within it. However, whether we can obtain them depends on the Alliance Leader."

Xiao Ming, his gaze fixed solemnly on the Stone Stele, from which he sensed an extremely powerful Soul Pressure.

The Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath is Heaven Tier Advanced Dou Skill. Even powerful warriors at the Dou Sheng level would turn pale at its mere mention. Of the ten peak experts who fell to the Yellow Springs Demon Saint, at least nine were ultimately killed by the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath, their souls shattered.

Even Xiao Ming's Heaven Tier Intermediate Soul Skill, Silent World, is inferior to it at this stage, unless Xiao Ming perfects it in the future.

Needless to say, the Demon Saint Essence Blood is a given. Whether Xiao Ming can break through to the Three-Star Dou Sheng depends on whether he can obtain the essence blood this time.

With a swift movement, Xiao Ming appeared on a Stone Stele directly in front of the stone tablet, slowly sitting down cross-legged. The soul between his brows began to stir restlessly.

"Don't let anyone bother me during this time..."

Xiao Ming spoke softly, his body trembled slightly, and then an extremely solid figure stepped out from between his eyebrows and finally hovered in front of the Stone Stele.

Looking at Xiao Ming's almost tangible soul, Yao Ming secretly gave a thumbs-up.

The soul is too ethereal and elusive. Nowadays, the continent is dominated by Dou Qi, and few powerful individuals pay much attention to the cultivation of their soul.

After all, although the soul is the foundation of a person, without special methods, it is difficult to achieve any overwhelming effect when fighting with others.

However, this is disproportionate to the effort and time required to cultivate it.

Therefore, the Soul Power of most strong individuals can only be described as normal. It is simply impossible for them to condense their ethereal souls into a tangible form like Xiao Ming.

The Soul Power Magical Beast like them is much greater, at most comparable to that of a Seven-Rank Alchemist.

Xiao Ming's Soul Body floated in front of the Stone Stele, took a step forward, and his somewhat illusory body crashed directly into the Stone Stele.