A phantom figure slowly emerged above the stone stele.
He was an old man clad in a yellow robe, his features indistinct, a snake mark between his brows. As his eyes opened and closed, the entire Yellow Spring seemed to breathe with his will.
He looked down at Medusa, then glanced at Xiao Fan.
"Human."
"You carry quite a lot of flames."
Xiao Fan replied calmly, "Senior has sharp eyes."
The lingering remnant of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint seemed to chuckle.
"Save the flattery."
"What I left behind will not be given to someone who only hides behind others."
As he spoke, his gaze returned to Medusa.
"Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, if you want this Saint's inheritance, then endure one cry of my Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath."
Qing Lin's face turned pale.
Yao Ming frowned as well.
The true Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath was the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's famed Dou Technique, a Heaven-tier sonic Soul Skill.
Even if it was merely cast by a lingering remnant, it was not something an ordinary Dou Zong could withstand.
Yet Medusa merely raised her eyes.
"Bring it on."
The lingering remnant of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint smiled.
The next moment, he opened his mouth.
There was no sound.
At least, none that could be heard by the ears.
Yet an earth-shattering furious roar suddenly erupted within Xiao Fan's soul sea.
Beneath the Yellow Spring, countless souls trembled.
Medusa bore the brunt of it.
The phantom of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python behind her appeared instantly. Its enormous body coiled upward, seven-colored scales shining as they resisted the invisible soul roar.
In a single breath, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her lips.
Xiao Fan's gaze darkened. Bone Chilling Flame protected the edge of her soul sea, but