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Yellow Spring Demon Saint was a powerhouse from ancient times; he fell many years ago. Now, a wisp of his remnant Soul still guards the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet.

Although it is a remnant Soul, it is not much weaker than an Emperor Realm Soul.

To obtain the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's renowned Fighting Skill—Yellow Spring Sky Wrath—and his essence Blood, one must first tame this remnant Soul.

Yao Ming once wanted to acquire the Cultivation method for Yellow Spring Sky Wrath. It is a Heaven Rank Advanced sound wave Fighting Skill, capable of shattering Souls with a single roar.

At the same time, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was a half-step Dou Di before his death, and his essence Blood also possessed incredible transformations.

However, his attempt that time resulted in him barely recovering after half a year.

After hearing Yao Ming's reminder, Lin Xiu moved and sat cross-legged on a stone block in front of the tablet.

“Yao Ming, while I am inside the tablet, do not let anyone disturb me!”

Lin Xiu glanced at him.

“Rest assured, Alliance Chief.”

Yao Ming's expression was serious. After two seconds of hesitation, he added, “If there’s any trouble, Alliance Chief, please don’t act impulsively. The tablet has no legs and won’t run away; we can plan for the long term.”

“It’s just a wisp of a remnant Soul.”

Lin Xiu nodded slightly, then closed his eyes. A translucent figure, similar to him, emerged from his body and stepped into the tablet.

Inside the hundred-zhang-tall tablet was a world of its own.

Standing in the Void Realm, Lin Xiu heard incessant thunder, and an ancient aura permeated the vast world.

“To open up a world inside a stone tablet, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint is quite interesting. When I become an Emperor in the future, where would be suitable for me to open up a space…”

Lin Xiu's eyes showed contemplation as he muttered to himself.

Compared to others, his greatest asset was probably his own foundation.

If he were to open up a space, there would be countless Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques and Fighting Skills.

Perhaps before leaving this world, he could send a message to the Dou Qi Continent, telling them that he had left his Treasure Trove in a certain space.

Perhaps it could stir up a wave of searching… Thinking of this, Lin Xiu’s lips curved slightly upward. At that time, he would have to choose a nice codename for himself.

He continued to delve deeper.

After reaching a certain distance, Lin Xiu was enveloped by an invisible force.

He looked up.

Wind and thunder gathered in the sky, creating a magnificent display.

But from within the clouds, a massive force surged out, tearing apart that cloud layer, followed by a giant finger descending from the sky.

“Yellow Springs Finger, sever life and death!”

Lin Xiu's expression remained unchanged. His Soul Power surged out, destroying the giant finger.

At the same time, as if he had anticipated it, the Soul Power rolled back and fell towards the ground.

A giant palm broke through the earth, collided with his Soul Power, and dissolved into specks of light scattered across the land.

Lin Xiu gazed forward, his eyes level.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a majestic mountain rose from the ground.

At the summit, there was a huge throne, and a figure dressed in a yellow fur robe sat upon it.

His aura slowly spread, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, as if welcoming its master's return.

“Junior, this is not a place you should be. Retreat…”

The figure's eyes lifted slightly, his voice filled with Soul pressure, sweeping over Lin Xiu’s body.

Lin Xiu showed no fear, smiling faintly, “Times have changed. This is my home ground now. You are merely a remnant Soul; it is you who should truly dissipate.”

“Audacious scoundrel! Do you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!”

The figure's eyes shot out sharp, sword-like rays of light, and his figure whistled out, shooting towards Lin Xiu.

“A mere trick.”

Feeling the opponent’s weak power, Lin Xiu actively met him, waving his sleeve, blocking all the attacks.

“Your Soul has actually reached the Emperor Realm?”

For the first time, the figure’s face showed a look of horror.

Lin Xiu smiled without speaking. Silver flames surged from his body, transforming into a silver Dragon that coiled around him.

The figure’s expression changed dramatically again, “The power of an Ethereal Flame!”

“Hand over the Yellow Spring Sky Wrath and the Yellow Spring Demon Saint’s essence Blood willingly. I will let you leave with dignity.”

Lin Xiu spoke slowly.

The figure said nothing but swiftly formed a strange hand seal.

He placed his hands over his mouth.

Buzz buzz!

An unusual fluctuation emerged. The moment this fluctuation appeared, this space seemed to face the end of the world, with the sky collapsing and the earth cracking.

“Heaven Rank Advanced…”

Lin Xiu himself had never possessed or witnessed such a thing.

However, he was not envious.

As long as he had enough time, let alone Heaven Rank, he could even fuse higher-grade ones… In front of the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet.

Yao Ming stood at the edge of the steps, his hands clasped, his gaze fixed on the solitary figure sitting cross-legged on the stone block.

“I seem to have explained all the details and precautions clearly, but the Alliance Chief is still too young. I hope he doesn't act impulsively.”

Yao Ming paced back and forth, somewhat worried.

Although he knew Lin Xiu had an Emperor Realm Soul, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was also formidable, and the space within the tablet was left by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint himself. Who knew if he had any backup plans?

Because no one had ever been able to force out the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's true methods before.

He was feeling a bit uncertain at this moment.

Just then, a hurried sound of footsteps came.

Two figures anxiously ascended the steps.

“Clan…”

They saw Yao Ming turn to look at them and were about to speak, but noticing Yao Ming put his index finger to his mouth, their voices immediately quieted down.

Yao Ming led the two to the bottom and whispered, “What is it?”

“Clan Chief, we have guests.”

One person replied.

Yao Ming was stunned, “Who is it? Can’t an Elder receive them?”

The other person’s expression was slightly solemn, “The visitors are from the Void Ancient Dragon Clan.”

“In the hundred years I was absent, did the Clan have dealings with them?”

Yao Ming asked, puzzled.

The two shook their heads.

Yao Ming thought for a moment, then asked, “Did they reveal why they came?”

One immediately said, “Cooperation! They want to invite us to the Ancient Dragon World to help.”

Yao Ming was taken aback.

When did those who fly in the sky humble themselves enough to ask those who crawl on the ground for help?

He turned his head to look at the top of the steps, then pointed at one of the men, “Go and fetch Elder Xian, Elder Ming, and Elder Liu.”

The man nodded and turned to leave.

Soon, he returned with three Elders.

Yao Ming seriously instructed the three to look after Lin Xiu here, and not to let anyone disturb him except for himself.

The three immediately nodded.

Only then did Yao Ming leave with peace of mind. These three Elders were his closest people back then, the most trustworthy individuals in the Clan… In the main hall.

A green-robed old man stood proudly, followed by several burly men.

The auras they exuded were not weak.

As the burly men’s gazes swept around, a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes.

“My apologies for keeping you all waiting. I am Yao Ming, the current Clan Chief of the Nine Serene Deep Earth Python Clan.”

At the entrance of the main hall, Yao Ming walked in quickly with a faint smile on his face.

The green-robed old man in front followed Yao Ming with his gaze, also smiling. He cupped his fists, “Qing Yan, an Elder of North Dragon Island.”

Had the Void Ancient Dragon Clan fallen to such an extent that even without a Half-Saint, one could be an Elder?

A flicker of surprise flashed in Yao Ming’s eyes. He had thought the other party was merely a messenger.

“Elder Qing Yan, may I ask why you have graced us with your presence?”

Yao Ming went straight to the point.

Qing Yan cupped his hands, “Our Dragon King wishes to borrow some strength from your esteemed Clan. Of course, we will not borrow it for free. If the Clan Chief agrees, North Dragon Island has some essence Blood left behind by the Ancient Sky Serpent in its collection, which can be offered to you at that time.”

The Ancient Sky Serpent was the ancestor of their Nine Serene Deep Earth Python Clan and other snake species, a true ancestor with pure Bloodline.

In ancient times, it was an existence capable of contending with the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix, the Void Ancient Dragon, and even the Heaven Swallowing Python.

Due to the snake Bloodline becoming more diluted with each generation, there was almost no chance of recreating the glory of their ancestors. However, if they could obtain the ancestor's essence Blood, there might still be hope.