Every palm and fist from the Remnant Soul of the Dou Di carried the domineering might of a Dou Di from ten thousand years ago.
When he struck out with a palm, space collapsed and the blood sea churned; when he blasted out with a fist, heaven and earth lost their color, and all things bowed in submission.
Although Gu Yuan relied on his vast cultivation at the Late Stage Nine-Star Dou Saint to take dozens of moves head-on, he still felt an unprecedented strain.
If not for his deep foundation and solid reserves, he likely would have collapsed under such a ferocious assault long ago.
However, at the very instant Lin Ming's Yellow Springs Heaven Rage swept across the blood pool and obliterated the resentful souls of countless Hun Clan descendants within it, the Remnant Soul of the Dou Di's offensive suddenly stalled.
Instantly, Gu Yuan keenly caught that change.
The Remnant Soul of the Dou Di's black body, which had originally been so solid it seemed like a real person, actually showed a faint ripple at this moment, as though a stone had been thrown into the surface of water, sending out layer after layer of waves.
And the suffocating pressure radiating from his body also abruptly weakened by several tenths in that instant.
Gu Yuan's thoughts raced, and he understood the reason in an instant.
This Remnant Soul of the Dou Di had originally been formed with the blood-soul power of billions of Hun Clan descendants as its foundation, supplemented by a wisp of Remnant Soul left behind by that Dou Di in ancient times.
The souls of the Hun Clan descendants in these blood pools were the most fundamental source of power for this Remnant Soul of the Dou Di.
Now, this source of power had