Venerable Yellow Spring wanted to trade blows with Xiao Yan, but how could Xiao Yan possibly let him have his way?
The devouring power in his right hand erupted, completely engulfing Venerable Yellow Spring's attack before dragging it into the vortex abyss in Xiao Yan's right hand. At the same time, Xiao Yan's soul power fully condensed. Xiao Yan had never encountered any attack techniques involving soul power, so he simply used the most basic method for an alchemist in battle: condense his soul power, then smash it all down!
Though soul power was invisible and colorless, it was still a form of energy. A terrifying pressure bore down, and the ground beneath Venerable Yellow Spring's feet shattered from the blow, cracks spreading like a spiderweb.
Venerable Yellow Spring did not know that Xiao Yan was an alchemist. Even if he had known, he would never have guessed that Xiao Yan's soul power was this powerful. Feeling Xiao Yan's soul power, Venerable Yellow Spring's face turned pale. It was already nearly on par with the soul power of some tier-eight alchemists he had encountered!
"What kind of monster is Xiao Yan?" Venerable Yellow Spring cursed through gritted teeth. Dou Qi could be raised through secret arts. Venerable Yellow Spring had already guessed that Xiao Yan's three-stage surge in strength was most likely Burning Flame Valley's secret art—the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire! But there was no secret art capable of forcibly raising one's soul power. Venerable Yellow Spring suddenly had a terrifying suspicion: Could Xiao Yan actually be a tier-eight alchemist?
A twenty-three-year-old tier-eight alchemist was absolutely someone he could not afford to provoke! But faced with the attack of soul power before him, Venerable Yellow Spring knew that reconciliation was no longer possible. Since that was the case,