With a Half-Demon's body, he struck down the Yao Emperor's third son!
Su Changsheng had all but ground the ancient Demon Race's pride into the dirt.
But this was not over. With Ziying's end, Su Changsheng had also comprehended the force of a Great Yao King. Now, he was almost within a single step of becoming one.
Fuse his soul and merge it into his Heart Sea.
Unify his essence, energy, and spirit completely.
With the advancement of his own Yao Force, he had touched something of the Great Yao King threshold while in his mythical form. Yet it remained hazy and unclear to him, as though some essential element was missing.
What was it?
Su Changsheng could not help frowning.
Beside him, the Flower Fairy had recovered from her brief shock. Watching the aura of Su Changsheng's Yao Body surge and fall, as though he could break through at any moment yet could never take that final step, she understood.
She immediately realized what he had encountered.
After pondering for a while, she asked softly, "What is your Yao King Force called? Is it the broken Heavenly Pillar?"
"Mount Buzhou!"
"The greatest source of all, in my heart."
Su Changsheng answered without hesitation.
There was nothing to hide. Though he belonged to the Demon Race, his roots remained in Huaxia. In life, he was a man of Huaxia; in death, he would be a yao of Huaxia. Mount Buzhou was the backbone of his heart and the source of his bloodline.
"Mount Buzhou?" The Flower Fairy murmured the words. For a moment, she could not understand which mountain in the vast Wilds this could be. But seeing Su Changsheng reject her guess about the Heavenly Pillar, she instead breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "As long as it