As the declaration fell, a tangible "saintly might" swept down upon them from all directions!
This pressure not only contained terrifying energy suppression, but also an absolute crushing force on the level of life itself.
Xiao Qing felt the space around him freeze solid. The circulation of his Dou Qi nearly came to a halt, breathing became extremely difficult, and even lifting a finger was incomparably arduous.
He really is a Dou Saint!
Xiao Qing's pupils suddenly contracted, and tumultuous waves surged within his heart.
Xiao Qing forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke with difficulty beneath the terrifying saintly might. "Senior! This junior's Talent is mediocre and his strength is weak. I fear I cannot bear Senior's inheritance..."
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from the Blood Stele.
"A Dou Wang barely over ten years old, with soul power that has reached the Spirit Realm... Such Talent would be considered top-tier even in an ancient sect!"
The sinister voice paused, then revealed a greed that sent chills through the body.
"Moreover... your physical body possesses an unbelievably solid foundation and seems to contain some powerful aura of origin... What a perfect vessel, one rarely seen in ten thousand years!"
Saint Xueyou's voice suddenly rose.
The saintly might he emitted abruptly intensified, making Xiao Qing's bones creak.
Yet he still gritted his teeth tightly, his gaze resolute without the slightest intention of yielding.
"Hmph! Do you think that because this Saint is trapped by this damned seal, I can only use my methods within this tiny patch of land?"
Saint Xueyou laughed sinisterly.
"During these thousands of years of imprisonment, this Saint has not simply wasted his time!"
Before his words had even faded, the twisted runes on the surface of the dark-red Blood Stele began to light up, writhing like venomous snakes that had come alive!
Suddenly, an invisible and formless mysterious soul fluctuation, carrying an extreme coldness and decay, spread from the stele in ripples and struck directly at Xiao Qing's brow and sea of consciousness!
"Not good!"
Old Yao's alarmed cry exploded in Xiao Qing's mind. "This is an extremely vicious soul attack! It can corrode and weaken Soul Origin!"
Although this attack was not fatal, it could weaken one's soul realm.
Saint Xueyou wanted to weaken Xiao Qing's soul first so that he could control him more easily, make him enter that forbidden zone of life, then devour his soul and replace him!
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In that flash of lightning, there was no time to think at all!
"Run!!!"
Accompanied by this furious roar filled with determination and urgency, an aged, illusory figure burst from the Bone Flame Ring on Xiao Qing's finger and unhesitatingly stood before him!
It was Old Yao!
At that moment, Old Yao unleashed his soul power without reservation.
His originally solid phantom became almost transparent in an instant. Old Yao burned the Soul Origin that had yet to fully recover, constructing a fragile yet resilient soul barrier and forcibly meeting the Soul-Eroding Nether Wave head-on!
"Teacher!"
Xiao Qing's expression changed drastically.
The moment Old Yao unhesitatingly stood before Xiao Qing, all the careful guidance they had shared and the bond between teacher and father surged into his heart!
It made Xiao Qing realize that this old man had long become his true family in this foreign world!
"Trying to run? Hehehe... What beautiful master-disciple affection..."
Saint Xueyou let out a bizarre, terrifying laugh.
Sizzle—
Like a red-hot branding iron plunging into ice and snow, the Soul-Eroding Nether Wave slammed viciously into the soul barrier Old Yao had condensed.
Old Yao's soul body dimmed and grew more illusory at a visible rate.
Extreme pain appeared on Old Yao's aged face, yet he still held on stubbornly, buying Xiao Qing that negligible sliver of survival.
Old Yao's soul body could no longer maintain itself in the end. It transformed into a faint glimmer and instantly retreated into the Bone Flame Ring, his aura weakened to the extreme as he fell into complete silence.
However, the crisis had not been resolved.
Without Old Yao's obstruction, the Soul-Eroding Nether Wave, though weakened somewhat, remained incomparably vicious. It had already arrived before Xiao Qing and was about to invade his sea of consciousness!
At that critical moment—
Buzz!
In the deepest part of Xiao Qing's Soul Origin, the Mysterious Book that had always floated quietly there seemed to have triggered some restriction due to this external soul attack!
It suddenly bloomed with an incomparably dazzling and majestic golden radiance!
The golden light was not blinding, yet it carried an indescribable majesty, as though it were a summons from antiquity.
Wherever the golden light passed, that cold, soul-eroding fluctuation rapidly melted away as ice and snow before the blazing sun.
"What?! This is..." The voice within the Blood Stele fluctuated with uncertainty for the first time.
"What kind of power is this?"
The golden radiance rapidly spread through Xiao Qing's sea of consciousness, forming a barrier that completely isolated the remaining soul fluctuations outside it.
At the same time, Xiao Qing felt an unprecedentedly close connection form between himself and the Golden Book.
A realization came to Xiao Qing, and he immediately mobilized all his soul power to resonate with the Golden Book.
The golden brilliance grew increasingly intense, like a blazing sun descending into the world!
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Saint Xueyou's voice was filled with incredulous terror.
"How could a mere Dou Wang possess such mysterious, mighty power!"
Xiao Qing's expression was exceptionally cold, and he did not answer Saint Xueyou.
He immersed all his focus into the wondrous sensation brought by the Golden Book.
Xiao Qing could clearly sense that this golden light seemed to possess a natural restraint over the existence within the Blood Stele.
The golden radiance completely bloomed from Xiao Qing's body!
"No—!"
Saint Xueyou let out an incomparably shrill scream.
The red light on the Blood Stele began flickering violently, while the writhing runes seemed to have encountered their nemesis and rapidly dimmed.
The saintly might covering the surroundings also crumbled apart at that moment.
Xiao Qing stood there blankly, his chest heaving violently. Everything that had just happened had been far too shocking!
That sacred golden light had not emerged from Xiao Qing's body, but had directly bloomed from the depths of his sea of consciousness.
That golden radiance carried an inviolable majesty, cleansing away every sinister and evil presence!
The vicious, frigid soul fluctuation was silently annihilated the instant it touched the golden light, without even a trace of resistance, as if it had never existed!
"Ah—!!!"
Immediately afterward, an indescribably shrill howl erupted from the Blood Stele.
The sound was filled with pain, terror, and an utterly worldview-shattering disbelief.
"No—! This... what kind of... power is this?!!!"
Saint Xueyou's voice twisted and distorted, breaking intermittently as though he had witnessed something beyond the scope of his understanding.
The golden light had not merely dissolved every attack. Following the backlash of the soul attack, it directly acted upon Saint Xueyou's remaining Soul Origin, carrying out some fundamental erasure.
"Impossible... Thousands of years of waiting... This Saint refuses to accept this... Ah—!"
Saint Xueyou's words were drowned in despairing horror, ultimately becoming an abruptly cut-off final cry full of unwillingness.
Under Xiao Qing's stunned gaze, the Blood Stele that had existed for countless years, along with the mountain of bones that made one's scalp tingle—
Swept by the lingering might of that invisible yet vast golden light, they were utterly erased from the world as if by an invisible hand.
There was no earth-shattering explosion. Right before Xiao Qing's eyes, they instantly turned completely to dust, leaving not the slightest trace behind.
One moment, it had been a hell of bones; the next, it was an empty, level expanse of grayish-brown earth.
Only the faint aura of deathly stillness lingering in the air proved that the harrowing events just now had not been an illusion.
Xiao Qing stood where he was, his mind in turmoil.
This was the first time Xiao Qing had seen the Mysterious Book in the depths of his soul display such direct and terrifying power!
It was no longer merely a tool that assisted cultivation and solidified Talents.
It also contained a destructive power that Xiao Qing could not comprehend!
The trigger... was an attack aimed at Soul Origin?
Xiao Qing forced himself to calm down quickly. His mind raced as he analyzed everything that had just happened.
This golden light seems to be a passive protective mechanism. It will only activate when power attempting to erode my Soul Origin appears!
And its power...
Xiao Qing looked toward the patch of empty ground, his heart turning cold.
A Remnant Soul of a Dou Sheng that had been sealed for countless years had not even been given a chance to resist before it was instantly reduced to ashes!
The origins and level of this Golden Book likely far exceeded Xiao Qing's imagination. It might even involve domains he could not yet reach.
But now was clearly not the time to investigate this deeply.
The most urgent matter was Old Yao's safety.
Xiao Qing immediately sank his consciousness into the Bone Flame Ring on his finger and carefully examined Old Yao's condition.
His soul power sensed that familiar yet incomparably weak aura.
A moment later, Xiao Qing finally let out a sigh of relief, and the tightly drawn string in his heart relaxed slightly.
Although Old Yao's soul body was incomparably dim, nearly devoid of any discernible soul fluctuations, it had not completely dispersed in the end.
Xiao Qing could sense that deep within that Soul Origin, an extremely faint thread of vitality was stubbornly maintaining itself. It had merely fallen into a deep slumber of self-preservation.
As long as the origin remains, there is still hope!
Xiao Qing clenched the Bone Flame Ring in his hand tightly. His fingertips turned slightly pale from the force, and his gaze became incomparably resolute.
I must find heavenly treasures that can nourish Soul Origin, or refine high-grade medicinal pills that can repair the soul...
No matter what, I have to make Teacher awaken!
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Xiao Qing concealed the Bone Flame Ring close to his body, then swept his gaze over the battlefield, now completely empty. Yet his mood did not become any lighter.
Although Saint Xueyou had been completely erased by the Mysterious Book's power—
This ruined Small World, opened by an unknown Dou Saint, was still filled with the unknown and hidden dangers.
Do not forget that Saint Xueyou himself had been sealed here by some even more powerful unknown existence!
This was absolutely no good place, and he should not remain here for long.
Xiao Qing had to find a way to leave this Small World as soon as possible.
At the same time, he had to find valuable items capable of waking Old Yao within this perilous environment.
The planned training journey through the Tagor Desert had already been sent in an utterly unknown direction due to this sudden spatial rift and encounter.
Without further hesitation, Xiao Qing restrained all his aura, chose a direction, and spread his Spirit Realm soul perception through the surroundings as he prepared to leave this area.
Suddenly!
A skeleton devoid of even a trace of flesh, radiating a jade-like luster, appeared within Xiao Qing's perception!
A Dou Saint Skeleton...
In the blink of an eye, seven and a half days passed.
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