Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

As for the attitudes of the two, Huangquan Demon Saint didn't care.

"My mission is to wait for someone in the future to defeat me and pass on my unique skills."

"Your soul strength has already reached the conditions for practicing Huangquan Sky Wrath." Huangquan Demon Saint smiled and said.

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan looked at each other, feeling speechless.

How many people in this world can withstand Huangquan Sky Wrath without dying in the state of soul?

How can you test the younger generation like this?

However, having said that, the inheritance belongs to others, and it is their business to do whatever they want.

Giving it to you is a favor, and not giving it to you is also right, and it should not be taken for granted.

Think about it, Huangquan Demon Saint is already pretty good.

After all, not every strong man has the habit of leaving a legacy to future generations before dying.

Huangquan Demon Saint slowly spread out his palm.

As his palm spread out, a thin stream of light golden light suddenly appeared on his illusory body.

All these streams converged at the center of his palm, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a ball of golden liquid.

As soon as this ball of golden liquid appeared, Wei Yang and the others felt that the blood power in the flesh that remained in the outside world was beating violently, and it was about to boil.

"Is this the essence of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint?" The two looked closely at the golden liquid.

They could feel the strange energy contained in it.

An indescribable energy with a touch of supreme and noble meaning.

"No wonder this remnant soul can summon the real body of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint to release the Yellow Spring Sky Wrath. It turns out that the essence is hidden in his remnant soul." The two looked at the remnant soul and thought to themselves.

"Alas~ I have practiced for thousands of years, and my soul has even entered the legendary emperor realm, but I still can't really take the last step." The Yellow Spring Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, and there was endless melancholy and unwillingness in his voice.

Just half a step away, he was just half a step away!

He clearly felt that he had already touched that level, but it was like a natural chasm that he could never cross.

"Senior, your achievements are as great as those of nature. If you are given some more time, you will definitely be able to successfully take that step." Xiao Yan said.

At this time, he flattered him without hesitation.

Wei Yang also nodded.

Indeed, Huangquan Demon Saint had a chance to become an emperor, but it was a pity.

"Haha, it's not that easy to become a Dou Emperor. I'm afraid he will never appear again in this world." Huangquan Demon Saint shook his head and sighed.

"Why?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan was shocked and asked hurriedly.

Since the era of the ancient emperors, Dou Emperors seemed to have disappeared overnight. No one knew where they went, and they never appeared again.

Now, that level almost only exists in legends. Except for the last Tuoshe Ancient Emperor, no other Doudi strongmen have been born on the continent.

This matter has always been a mystery in the minds of countless descendants.

What happened in the era of the emperors?

Huangquan Demon Saint frowned slightly, as if he was recalling something. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at the endless darkness and nothingness, saying faintly: "It seems that there is something missing between heaven and earth now."

"What is missing?" Xiao Yan's face trembled slightly, but he couldn't understand what Huangquan Demon Saint was saying.

"I don't know clearly. Now I am just a remnant soul. I have lost too many memories, and I have existed for too long. I can't remember many things." Huangquan Demon Saint shook his head slowly, and his voice was full of vicissitudes and ancient flavor.

"It is the source of the emperor. Since the ancient emperors, this world has lacked the source of the emperor." Wei Yang suddenly spoke.

"What?!" Xiao Yan and Huangquan Demon Saint were stunned, and turned their heads together, looking at Wei Yang.

"Brother, you." Xiao Yan opened his mouth in shock.

"You, you said, the source of the emperor?" Huangquan Demon Saint's lips trembled slightly, and he sat up straight suddenly.

"Yes, the source of the emperor." Wei Yang nodded, sat down in the dark void, looked at Huangquan Demon Saint, and slowly said: "The predecessor has completed his mission, and this remnant soul is about to dissipate. I might as well let you die with a clear mind."

"The reason why you were trapped in that last step and could not take it out, complete the essential transition of life, and sublimate to the extreme, is because he lacked the source of the emperor."

"It is a mysterious substance, an energy of a higher level than Dou Qi, which is necessary for the evolution of life."

Wei Yang said, looking at Xiao Yan, and smiled: "And this so-called source of the emperor, perhaps, you can also understand it as spiritual energy!"

"Spiritual energy?!" Hearing this, Xiao Yan was completely stunned as if he was struck by thunder.

He had certainly heard of the word "spiritual energy".

Some long-lost memories were dug out from the depths of his mind.

A strange and distant word.

"This." Xiao Yan's face was full of disbelief.

He had cultivated Dou Qi for decades, but it was just a kind of energy lower than spiritual energy?

And to become an emperor, spiritual energy is necessary to complete the sublimation of essence?

Cultivating immortals?

"Missing the source of the emperor, source energy, spiritual energy? I understand."

Demon Saint Huang Quan murmured to himself, and after the initial shock, he began to calm down slowly, with a thoughtful and enlightened look in his eyes, "It turns out that my true self was missing this kind of thing back then. Energy, is that why you can’t take that step?”

The answer, he himself had been searching for for many years.

I have already vaguely noticed something, and I know that there is something missing in the world, and now it is naturally broken by a poke.

Many things have explanations and answers instantly.

"Yes, you just lack that kind of material, so no matter how hard you work, struggle, or how talented you are, it's useless."

Wei Yang nodded, and immediately looked at Xiao Yan, who was still sluggish, and said: "Including your ancestor Xiao Xuan, he also lacked that kind of energy, so his action of using the power of the entire clan's bloodline to break through was doomed. will fail."

"The blessings that your entire family has received from the blood of your ancestors, and the mere amount of Origin Qi contained in them, is simply not enough to enable a Half-Emperor to achieve ultimate sublimation. The difference is not just a little bit, but a lot. "

"So that's it, are you destined to fail? Ha." Xiao Yan was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, his heart was complicated and unclear, and his face showed a touch of self-mockery and sadness.

How sad!

Reality is so cruel and ironic.

The ancestor Xiao Xuan actually made a huge gamble that was destined to fail.

The price is the life of the entire clan.

If Xiao Xuan could have known this answer earlier, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided.

"Senior brother, how do you know such secrets?" Before Xiao Yan could finish speaking, he slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile: "I understand, did Emperor Ming tell you?"

"Well, that's right. This matter was too big, so I didn't elaborate on it with you or the teacher at that time." Wei Yang nodded slightly.

"Understood." Xiao Yan nodded bitterly.

Wei Yang had just become a Semi-Saint at that time, and Xiao Yan himself was just a Dou Zun. It was useless to talk about this kind of thing, it would just add to the worries.

At least, if you don't reach the Dou Sheng realm, you won't even have the qualifications to come into contact with problems at this level.

"Emperor Ming? I have seen some descriptions of this Emperor Dou in some ancient books. Junior, I didn't expect that you actually got the inheritance he left behind?" Demon Saint Huangquan said with some emotion. .

"It was also due to chance, so I was lucky enough to get some guidance from the remnant soul of Senior Emperor Ming." Wei Yang smiled.

"No wonder, since the ancient Emperor Tuoshe, there has been no strong Emperor Dou born in the world. Doesn't that mean that our way forward has been cut off?" Xiao Yan said a little lost.

Wei Yang opened his mouth, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Demon Saint Huang Quan couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the two people's eyes with some pity and said softly: "Sometimes, knowing some answers too early may not be a good thing."

Looking at these two outstanding young juniors, he didn't know how to comfort them.

It didn't matter to him, he was already dead anyway, and even this residual soul was about to dissipate.

Therefore, the road ahead is constantly cut off. For him, it no longer means much and has no relevance. It is just getting an answer that he has been searching for.

But to these two young people, such a truth seemed extremely cruel.

The road ahead is cut off, which means that no matter how hard they try in the future, they are destined to be in vain.

There is no source of the emperor's energy.

In the days to come, they could only lie down and wait for death.

In comparison, the Demon Saint of Underworld back then was even better. After all, even without a clear answer, there was still a glimmer of hope, and he had been pursuing this all his life.

There is a difference between having pursuit and not having pursuit at all.

This feeling of despair without any future or hope is enough to make people suffocate and go crazy.