Reviving Ah Yin

After confirming the exact location where Ah Yin had been buried, Cao Yan hurriedly left Holy Soul Village and raced toward a secluded mountain range.

To increase his speed, he even summoned his Guardian Spirit, Yu Jin, and rode on his back. His speed was truly pushed to the extreme.

If anyone had witnessed this scene, their jaws would have dropped in astonishment.

One man and one spirit darted through the secluded, mysterious forest. Along the way, they occasionally encountered Soul Beasts blocking their path, but without exception, Yu Jin slapped every one of them to death.

After all, Yu Jin was one of the foremost combat powers in Requiem Street. Even on Douluo Continent, he could unleash formidable strength. His sheer power was likely beyond comparison even for the Martial Souls of some top sects.

In short, this was enough to show just how extraordinary Cao Yan's Guardian Spirit—or rather, Martial Soul—was.

About five minutes later, Cao Yan finally arrived at his destination. At the same time, he let out a long breath, and his complexion became much rosier.

He held the terrifying 100,000-Year Soul Ring in one hand. It shone brilliantly, its red light illuminating this ancient mountain range filled with a sacred aura. Faintly, he seemed to sense a strange pulling force, as though someone were calling to him and pointing out the way.

After drawing his Martial Soul back into his body, Cao Yan briefly surveyed the surroundings. He then took out the map Tang Hao had given him before his death. Only after confirming that the location was correct did he stride forward.

The sky had already grown completely dark, though a few stars still dotted the heavens. Under the faint glow of those twinkling stars, Cao Yan could barely make out the path beneath his feet, enough to keep him from falling.

"This should be the place. Ah Yin, I'm here to save you. Once I revive you, you'll be mine. Heh heh."

Rubbing his palms together, Cao Yan looked at the imposing waterfall before him, his eyes rippling with emotion.

The waterfall was extremely tall, drawing in the spiritual energy of the heavens above and the damp essence of the earth below. If an ordinary soul master had stumbled into this place by chance, they would likely have found nothing unusual. It was clear that Tang Hao had gone to every possible length to conceal the monstrous crime he had committed!

How sinister!

Cao Yan gently circulated the Soul Power within his body. In the next instant, waves of Soul Power continuously radiated from him.

The waterfall before him stood more than ten meters high, surrounded by towering ancient trees. A faint tea fragrance drifted through the air, and the place resembled a vast green ocean, refreshing the mind and spirit.

Mountains encircled the area, lush greenery layered upon greenery, and vitality filled every corner. It truly was suitable for a plant-type Soul Beast like Ah Yin to restore her life force. It seemed Tang Hao still had a shred of humanity in him. If he had casually buried Ah Yin's seed somewhere else, she might already have died.

Fortunately, he still had a little conscience!

After making a slight adjustment to his Soul Power, faint ripples spread through the space before Cao Yan. The air itself produced subtle fluctuations, an astonishing sight.

Then, a pair of enormous wings emerged behind Cao Yan. It was quite miraculous; with the buoyant force of those wings, he could easily climb the waterfall before him.

And Ah Yin was there as well.

The wings behind Cao Yan took on an eerie, insubstantial color. They were completely transparent and impossible to see clearly.

Only those at the level of a Titled Douluo or above could wield such an ability. Experts who had reached this realm could soar through the skies without relying on any external force.

After all, the ability to fly was utterly unattainable for many soul masters. Unless one broke through to Rank 70 and became a Soul Sage, one could only achieve brief flight while using the Martial Soul Avatar. To countless soul masters, such an ability was something they could only admire from afar.

But upon reaching the Titled Douluo level, a soul master could condense wings from Soul Power and take command of the skies, free from all restraint.

This ability also had a common name among soul masters: Soul Power Wings!

Cao Yan flapped his wings once, then shot straight up to the peak of the waterfall at an immeasurable speed. He now stood atop it, his presence naturally imposing despite his calm demeanor.

At the center of the waterfall was a most peculiar cave. If Cao Yan had not been able to fly up here, he might never have discovered this place.

The cave was situated in a unique location. The enormous waterfall poured down from above like a curtain of water, perhaps making the area around the cave exceedingly damp. One careless step could cause someone to slip and fall; in severe cases, they might even be killed by the fall.

Sparse weeds grew around the cave, thick and overgrown. Yet their leaves had already begun to turn black, devoid of all life. They blocked the path into the cave, but through the faint light, it was not hard to tell that the cave interior was dark and bottomless.

Sure enough, when Cao Yan poked his head into the cave, he found nothing but pitch-black darkness inside. Fortunately, the cave had a hidden opening above it, a large ventilation shaft that allowed air and sunlight to circulate. Otherwise, no matter how vigorous Ah Yin's life force was, she would likely have died.

Inside the cave stood a stone, and beside it, a Blue Silver Emperor swayed in the wind. Whenever a breeze brushed against her slender stalk and leaves, she danced with it, making her resemble a frail woman with a delicate, pitiable bearing.

"Ah Yin, I'm here to save you. Don't worry. With me here, you won't suffer anymore." Cao Yan crept over to the Blue Silver Emperor, took a deep breath, and forcibly calmed himself down.

At that moment, the 100,000-Year Soul Ring in his hand seemed to have answered some kind of call as well, giving off an air of joy. Red light burst forth, filling the stone chamber with brightness as though it were daytime.

Following the location marked on Tang Hao's map, Cao Yan found a box beneath the cave's only stone. The box was black and ancient-looking. Even through it, Cao Yan could sense vigorous life force leaking out. This must be Ah Yin's right leg bone.

When he opened the box, Cao Yan indeed saw a strange bone lying inside, as smooth and warm as jade. It was golden, inlaid with black-gold patterns that seemed to contain some sort of vitality, flowing with life force and symbolizing life itself.

This was unmistakably a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. Its rarity went without saying!

Yet as Cao Yan held the Soul Bone, he had no improper thoughts whatsoever. He knew that if he wanted to revive Ah Yin, he had to return this Soul Bone to her.

Only by returning it to its rightful owner could Ah Yin come back to life!

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone appearing in the world would surely cause a tremendous uproar.

Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones were priceless treasures, worth a fortune and incredibly rare!

But for Ah Yin's sake, Cao Yan could only part with it despite the pain.

Cao Yan gathered immense Soul Power in his palm, then abruptly struck down. The Soul Bone instantly shattered into powder.

Picking up the golden dust, Cao Yan scattered it over the Blue Silver Emperor. The powder turned into golden specks of light and slowly merged with the Blue Silver Emperor, a truly miraculous sight.

Having completed this step, Cao Yan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it was time to return the Soul Ring to its place.