Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

“Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder should also be qualified to practice the Yellow Springs Sky Wrath, right? If they had used it before, we would have been caught off guard and might have been wiped out.” Xiao Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear.

Medusa, Qinglin and others couldn't help but feel a little scared when they heard this.

If Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder had truly successfully cultivated the Yellow Springs Sky Wrath and used it, the situation just now would probably have been very different.

High-level heavenly fighting skills are extremely rare even in ancient times, let alone those that target the soul. It’s terrifying just to think about it.

No matter whether it was used by Yao Xiaotian or the Great Elder, among those present, it was estimated that only Wei Yang, who was in the late Heavenly Realm soul realm, could barely resist it, right?

This is because Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder’s fighting spirit realm is only one star.

"Not really. In fact, over the years, no one in my clan has ever been able to cultivate to the level of Yellow Springs Sky Wrath, including me."

Yao Ming shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Because the fighting skill is hidden deep inside the stone tablet, we can't get the method to practice it at all. In addition, because of the fear of damaging the blood of the demon saint inside, no one dared to break it open by force."

"So, for all these years, our clan has been guarding a treasure mountain in vain without being able to obtain it."

Xiao Yan frowned, "Then according to what you said, even the Nine Nether Earth Nether Python Clan's strong men of all generations could not obtain the cultivation method of Huangquan Tiannu, let alone us?"

"Haha, others may not be able to do it, but for the master and you two, brother Xiao Yan, it probably won't be a problem." Yao Ming laughed and said.

"Oh?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and asked immediately, "Is it a strange fire?"

"This is just one of the reasons. Although the strange fire is strong, this Yellow Spring Stele cannot be powered by the strange fire alone. It also requires extremely strong soul power."

Yao Ming smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Master and Brother Xiao Yan, you two should both be great masters of alchemy, right?"

"It can be considered close to the Grand Master." Wei Yang nodded slightly.

“That’s no problem.” Yao Ming clapped his hands and said with a smile, “Inside that stone tablet, there is a remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint guarding it, and the method of practicing Yellow Springs Skywrath is in the hands of that remnant soul.”

"We, the demon beasts, are not good at dealing with souls. Therefore, even someone as powerful as me cannot do anything to that remnant soul."

"In the past, the clan also discussed inviting a human alchemy master to come, but later on, because they were worried that the matter of the Yellow Spring Stele would be exposed and thus attract covetousness, they had to give up in the end."

“After all, there is not only the Yellow Springs Skywrath, but also the essence and blood of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint hidden in the Yellow Springs Stele. If this gets out, those Dou Sheng masters will probably be unable to sit still.”

“So, even most of the elders in my clan only know about the existence of the Yellow Spring Stele, but they don’t know what secrets are hidden in it.”

"Master, you and brother Xiao Yan are not only great alchemy masters, but also have strange fire to protect your bodies. With your combined strength, even if you can't do anything to that remnant soul, you should still be able to escape unscathed."

"In that case, let's give it a try and see if we can deal with the remaining soul of the Demon Saint in the stone tablet." Wei Yang pondered for a moment and nodded.

Xiao Yan also nodded slightly.

Now that I have encountered such a great opportunity, I naturally cannot miss it.

In the realm of Fighting Saint, every step forward is very difficult.

"Well, everyone has fought a big battle today and is not in good shape. Why don't you go back and rest for a night? I can also take the opportunity to sort out the affairs of the clan. Tomorrow morning, I will take you to the Yellow Spring Stele." Yao Ming was also very happy and said.

If he could really open the stone tablet successfully, he, Yao Ming, would be able to gain a lot of benefits.

Not to mention the Demon Saint's blood essence, just the move of Yellow Springs Sky Wrath, if he could cultivate it, would be enough to make his strength soar by more than one level.

How could it be the strongest skill of a figure like Huangquan Monkey King that is just a reputation?

"Well, that's fine. Let's rest for a night and go tomorrow." Wei Yang glanced at the injured Qinglin, Medusa and Ada, and nodded.

On this day, the Nine Netherworld Python clan encountered a major change.

Yao Xiaotian was killed, and the Great Elder was suppressed and sealed at the bottom of the underworld.

And during this night, there was naturally some bloodshed.

Yao Ming, who returned to the position of clan leader, raised the butcher knife without hesitation and carried out a large-scale purge of the clan without any mercy.

As for these things, Wei Yang and his companions did not care about them. They just stayed in the room to rest and recover.

After all, these are family affairs, and outsiders like them should not get too involved.

As time passed, the turmoil of the night continued until dawn, and finally, calm gradually returned.

When the morning light poured down from the sky, the entire Nine Netherworld Python Clan had completely changed its king.

"Master." Yao Ming appeared early in the courtyard where Wei Yang and his companions lived. He bowed slightly and said, "Everything has been sorted out. I have completely taken control of the clan's affairs."

At this moment, he was already wearing a brocade royal robe and a crown on his head, no longer looking as miserable as he did yesterday.

squeak~

The door opens.

Wei Yang stepped out and stood under the eaves. He stretched his body and nodded, "Well done. Arrange people to keep a close eye on the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. If you find any signs of them moving out in large numbers, notify me immediately."

"I understand. I have already arranged it." Yao Ming said.

He was also aware that his master wanted to support Donglong Island.

And he had nothing to fear from those mixed-feathered birds.

At this time, Xiao Yan and his companions also walked out of their respective rooms. After a night's rest, they had recovered a lot.

Looking at Yao Ming, who looked brand new and had a completely changed temperament, they all greeted her with a smile.

"Yao Ming, congratulations on regaining power." Xiao Yan said.

"Haha." Yao Ming also smiled, bowed and said politely.

"Let's go." Seeing that everyone was gathered, Wei Yang signaled Yao Ming to lead the way.

Then, under the leadership of Yao Ming, the group headed directly towards the mountain behind the palace.

They did not stop along the way, and after about ten minutes, they landed on an ancient altar.

This altar is extremely magnificent, and is built entirely of huge blue stones.

Standing on the top of the altar, you can overlook the entire palace and the surrounding area in the distance.

Wei Yang and his group slowly descended and landed on top of the altar.

In the center of the altar, there was a huge pale yellow stone tablet about a hundred feet tall, standing there lonely for who knows how many years.

An ancient and vicissitudes of life permeated the air, as if it lasted forever.

"Is this the legendary Yellow Spring Stele?"

Wei Yang and his companions raised their heads, gazing at the gigantic stone tablet, silently lamenting the passage of time.

No matter how stunning and beautiful you are, you can never escape the erosion of time.

For an existence like the Great Sage of Huangquan, only a stone tablet remains as a trace of his former existence.

From ancient times to the present, no one knows how many geniuses have been buried on this continent.

The ancestors of the eight ancient clans, the era of emperors, Emperor Ming, Emperor Tuoshe, the Great Sage Huangquan, the Demon Sage Jinglian, Xiao Xuan, etc., all of them were once glorious.

You finish your performance and I come on stage, but in the end it all ends in regret.

"In this world, is there a truly eternal existence that can transcend? Standing at the end of the avenue, sitting cross-legged above the long river of time, overlooking all living beings." Wei Yang put his hands behind his back and muttered to himself.

The sky cannot be covered, the earth cannot be buried, time cannot invade, and cause and effect cannot be added.

The past cannot be checked, and the future cannot be seen; it only exists in the present.

It cannot be thought of, imagined or spoken of.

This kind of existence does not exist in the world, and it seems that it will not exist in the future.

The so-called master of the universe is just a name on the list and cannot be considered truly transcendent.

I don’t know if there is any outside of that universe.

Where do the evil demons from outside the domain come from?

Really, I yearn for it!