Yellow Springs Demon Saint

"Laugh!"

The instant the two touched, the surface of the ancient Stone Stele rippled like liquid, and Xiao Ming's soul, as if swallowed, mysteriously vanished before the Stone Stele.

"Boom!"

Above the Aura sky, Thunder roared like an enraged dragon, the deafening roar causing the entire world to tremble violently.

"Is this the hidden space within the Stone Stele...?"

Xiao Ming's body hovered in mid-air, gazing at this strange space with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Then, he looked into the distance, towards the end of this space.

A temple was faintly visible in the distance.

"To be able to create such a vast space within the Stone Stele, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint truly lives up to his reputation."

With a soft sigh, Xiao Ming stepped through the void, slowly heading towards the depths of space.

As he took his steps, the Thunder in the sky seemed to be drawn to him, suddenly crashing down upon him in a devastating barrage.

However, Xiao Ming remained unfazed by this attack, his steps never faltering. Any Thunder that entered within ten feet of him were silently shattered by an invisible force, as if he were inside an invisible protective shield.

"Boom!"

As Xiao Ming ventured deeper into the area, the Thunder seemed to realize it couldn't harm him and gradually subsided. When the last wisp of Thunder dissipated into the world, a deep yellow cloud suddenly appeared above Xiao Ming's head. Immediately afterward, an extremely powerful gust of wind tore through the heavens and earth, pressing down fiercely upon him.

"The Yellow Springs Finger..."

Xiao Ming paused slightly, raised his head, and looked at the enormous finger that tore through the heavens and earth and emerged from the clouds. His eyes flickered slightly, and with a gentle wave of his sleeve, flames surged forth from beneath it. As the flames swirled and changed, a Five-Colored Sun appeared, radiating endless light and firepower.

"Bang!"

As Xiao Ming flicked his hand, the sun spun out and instantly collided with the deep yellow finger in mid-air, bursting with brilliant light and followed by a deafening explosion.

The terrifying energy surged and scattered, the cold air and fire waves intertwined, causing a series of shocks that rippled outwards in all directions.

"Boom!"

Just as the Yellow Springs Finger shattered, the ground beneath Xiao Ming suddenly exploded open, and a gigantic yellow hand shot out like lightning. In a flash, it appeared beneath Xiao Ming, and with a single grip, it fiercely seized Xiao Ming's body.

"Broken!"

A calm syllable slowly emanated from the giant hand, and a powerful Soul Storm instantly swept out, directly shattering the palm into pieces.

As the giant yellow palm exploded, Xiao Ming was already close to the temple, less than ten feet away. He could even see a deep yellow throne on the temple, ancient and grand, exuding the Aura of time.

As Xiao Ming approached, wisps of air, seemingly from nowhere, gathered on the throne. As the air swirled and shifted, a phantom figure, seemingly transcending heaven and earth, sat upon the throne.

The phantom was dressed in a dark yellow fur robe, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and a very young appearance. His eyes were cold and weathered, carrying Aura of domineering authority that could not be defied.

"Young man, this is not a place for you. Leave."

The soft voice, yet imbued with a soul-stirring pressure, slowly reached Xiao Ming's ears.

Xiao Ming's gaze remained calm as he looked at the figure on the throne. After a moment, he smiled slightly and said:

"The Demon Saint left behind his legacy and essence, which is simply for his descendants to inherit. I have come here for this legacy, and I will not leave willingly without giving it a try."

Upon hearing this, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's eyes flashed with surprise. Ordinary people would have been excited to see him, but Xiao Ming was so calm that it stirred a ripple in his usually undisturbed mind.

"Your talent is remarkable. At such a young age, you have already reached the Heaven Realm Late Stage, and your soul is even more resilient than that of an ordinary Heaven Realm Late Stage soul. I can grant your request, This Saint I have already surpassed the Heaven Realm Great Perfection This Saint reached the Emperor Realm!"

"The test is to withstand the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath unleashed by this This Saint. If you pass, you will receive this This Saint's inheritance and essence blood; if you fail, death is the only outcome! Are you sure?"

"Demon Saint, please!"

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint rose to his feet. As he did, the entire space seemed to freeze, as if a will was controlling everything within it.

As you wish!

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint swiftly formed a strange hand seal with his hands, then placed the seal to his mouth. Instantly, an exceptionally terrifying wave rippled outwards.

Wherever this fluctuation passed, the space itself trembled, as if it could not withstand the force and was about to collapse.

"The Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath..."

Sensing that fluctuation, Xiao Ming's expression also began to turn serious.

The battle of souls is far more dangerous than the battle of Dou Qi. If one is not careful, it will lead to the collapse of the soul. Once the soul is scattered, a person's life will completely disappear into the world.

Even Xiao Ming sensed a sense of danger under the remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's attack.

The Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath is a legend that can make even Dou Sheng Expert tremble at the mere mention of it!

Even the space itself was violently shaking at this moment, and amidst this fluctuation, strange ripples suddenly appeared near the remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint.

These ripples faintly converged into an invisible figure a thousand feet in size. Upon closer inspection, it would be discovered that this figure was exactly the same as his remnant soul.

Even though he was only facing this figure, Xiao Ming felt as if he were facing the entire world!

"Is this the true form of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint that Zhan Yinbo condensed...?"

Taking a light breath, Xiao Ming began to mobilize his Soul Power, and a mysterious fluctuation emanated, forming a sphere around him.

The sphere was hundreds of feet tall, and its exterior seemed to reveal a Xue Tian. Under the protection of this sphere, Xiao Ming's figure was faintly visible.

The Demon Saint True Body slowly lowered its head, its indifferent gaze already locked onto Xiao Ming, who was setting up defenses in the distance.

Then, its mouth slowly opened, and a syllable with an ancient Aura, like Thunder Dragon erupting from layers of thunderclouds, suddenly revealed its ferocious appearance!

"Eye!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the invisible Demon Saint True Body collapsed, but at the same time, this space also collapsed.

Xiao Ming 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 Xiao Ming had suffered such a terrifying soul attack. Under such terrifying power, if he hadn't been prepared beforehand, his soul would likely have collapsed!

"Bang bang!"

The destructive sonic waves, as the ancient word was uttered from the Demon Saint's mouth, had already struck the sphere constructed by Xiao Ming.

The latter immediately collapsed, with countless low explosions resounding across its surface. The massive sphere, hundreds of feet in size, shrank and became illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye in that instant.

The attack came too fast!

And it was a complete and utter destruction!

The sound waves swept through the space like a storm, and everything was reduced to nothingness under the impact of the sound waves. Dark light enveloped the place, and only a lonely mountain peak stood in this dark void.

On that mountain peak, the Yellow Springs 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 Springs Demon Saint raised his head, gazing at the dark and empty space, and slowly said, "To be able to perish under the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath can be considered a blessing for you."

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

As soon as the Yellow Springs Demon Saint finished speaking, a bright light suddenly appeared in the void. The light then expanded and transformed into a phantom sphere. The sphere contracted, and Xiao Ming's figure appeared within it.

Looking at Xiao Ming, who seemed unharmed, the remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint was somewhat surprised and said, "The Soul Skill you used earlier was actually so extraordinary that it allowed you to evade the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath."

"It just happened to have some useful applications, but it also significantly depleted my Soul Power."

Xiao Ming smiled, not particularly pleased with himself. He had just used the Silent World to create a soul world, isolating himself from this world and also from the sonic waves of the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath. As long as the world didn't shatter, his soul wouldn't be injured; at most, it would only consume his Soul Power.

Of course, the power of the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath is beyond doubt, but the Yellow Springs Demon Saint before us is ultimately just a remnant soul.

"Hehe, you don't need to be modest. Over the years, you are the first person to withstand the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath."

The remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint stared at Xiao Ming. After a long while, a rare smile appeared on his face. He slowly leaned back on the throne and said with a touch of melancholy:

"This day has finally come..."

Xiao Ming stood silently in the void, calmly watching the Yellow Springs Demon Saint. He knew that without the Demon Saint Essence Blood, this remnant soul would also dissipate.

"You have withstood the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath; what you desire will naturally be given to you."

After finishing his reflection, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint flicked his finger, and a wave of Soul Fluctuation flashed out, finally hovering in front of Xiao Ming.

Sensing the Soul Fluctuation, Xiao Ming didn't hesitate and grabbed it. As soon as the fluctuation entered his hand, it transformed into Information Stream that quickly flooded into Xiao Ming's mind. Instantly, complete cultivation methods appeared in his mind, with ancient- Aura characters that brought a sense of joy to Xiao Ming's heart.

He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the information. After a moment, he opened his eyes. Within that information were not only the cultivation method of the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath, but also the cultivation methods of the Yellow Springs Finger and the Yellow Springs Palm.

"Thank you, Senior Yellow Springs."

Having received someone else's inheritance, he should at least express his gratitude. Xiao Ming respectfully cupped his hands towards the Yellow Springs Demon Saint.

"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 Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath..."

Seeing this, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint smiled slightly at Xiao Ming with satisfaction, and opened his palm. As his palm opened, wisps of pale golden light suddenly appeared on his illusory body. These wisps of light...

As soon as the golden liquid appeared, Xiao Ming felt the Bloodline Power hidden deep within his heart throb violently.

"Is this the essence blood of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint...?"

Xiao Ming stared intently at the ball of golden liquid, sensing the strange energy it contained.

"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 Springs Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, his voice filled with endless melancholy and resentment.

"The Demon Saint's talent and abilities are unparalleled throughout history, but ultimately, the world is flawed; otherwise, Dou Di would never be the end."

Xiao Ming said sincerely that he truly believed these seniors were extremely talented. Even in such a degenerate environment, they could cultivate to the level of Half-Emperor. If they had been born ten thousand years earlier, there would have been one more Ancient Race in the world.

No, if the last Dou Di hadn't been an anomaly like Tou She Ancient God, who had no race, perhaps the Dou Qi Continent would have had several more Dou God Clan.

A hint of surprise flashed across the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's eyes as he looked Xiao Ming up and down, and said:

"You are indeed extraordinary, able to sense the flaws in the world beforehand. Perhaps you truly can reach that realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint waved his hand, and the ball of golden liquid floated towards Xiao Ming.

"To be here is fate, to withstand the Yellow Springs Heaven's Wrath is ability... The Yellow Springs' ultimate techniques are not taught to the mediocre, and you are no mediocre person. Carrying This Saint expectations, cross that level, so that This Saint may know exactly where This Saint fall short."

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

"Thank you, Demon Saint!"

After carefully collecting the Demon Saint Essence Blood, Xiao Ming looked up and saw that the temple had begun to crumble. The throne on it was also cracking open with countless fissures, and the body of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint sitting on the throne was becoming more and more illusory.

"My mission is complete. I hope my extraordinary skills will not fade with my demise."

"Farewell, senior!"

Xiao Ming bowed respectfully.

"Hehe..."

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint chuckled and nodded slightly. In an instant, his body completely vanished. At the moment of his disappearance, the mountain peaks and the throne collapsed with a rumble, finally turning into nothingness and dissipating.

Gazing at the suddenly darkened and empty Void Space, Xiao Ming sighed softly. His body trembled, and his illusory form slowly vanished from the space. As he disappeared, the space itself hissed and vanished without a sound...