Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

They took one last look at the dark and empty space.

"Let's go out."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them trembled, and the illusory bodies slowly disappeared in this space.

And when their figures disappeared, the space here also disappeared quietly with a hissing sound.

This strange space, which was opened up by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint himself, completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

On the altar outside.

Qinglin and others waited silently.

Looking at Wei Yang and the other man who had been sitting on the stone pier without any movement for the entire morning.

"Sister Cailin, will they be okay?" Qinglin frowned and said softly.

Hearing this, Medusa couldn't help but frown slightly.

Even a strong man like Yao Ming did not dare to underestimate this stone tablet. Therefore, although they have always had confidence in Wei Yang and the others, they still couldn't help feeling a little worried at this moment.

"Yao Ming, have the powerful men of your clan ever taken so long to enter this stone tablet?" After waiting for a while, Medusa turned her gaze to Yao Ming and asked.

Hearing this, Yao Ming hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "In the past, none of the strong men of our clan could last more than half an hour after entering the stone tablet."

Then he continued: "However, the soul power of the master and brother Xiao Yan is extremely strong, and they are protected by the strange fire, so there shouldn't be any accidents."

Qinglin and Medusa's slightly frowned brows deepened at Yao Ming's words, but they could only suppress their worries and wait calmly.

In a blink of an eye, another half hour passed.

Just as the two women were becoming more and more impatient, the stone tablet suddenly burst out with a strong light.

Immediately, two souls flew out from it, and finally, under the surprised gaze of Qinglin and others, they flew into the two bodies sitting cross-legged on the stone pier.

"Cough cough~"

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, who were sitting cross-legged on the stone pier, suddenly opened their tightly closed eyes, their faces turned pale almost instantly, and violent coughs came from their throats, revealing a sense of weakness.

The injury from taking a hit from Huangquan Tiannu finally showed up at this moment.

"The soul power has been greatly depleted. It may take at least ten days or half a month to recover." Xiao Yan frowned.

"I'm almost there." Wei Yang let out a breath.

"Are you okay?" Seeing the appearance of the two men, Qinglin and the other girl hurried forward to support them and asked anxiously.

"We are fine, it's just that our spiritual power has been depleted a bit." Wei Yang shook his head.

"The residual soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint is indeed extremely terrifying. We both almost fell to our knees." Xiao Yan took a deep breath, waved his hand, and sighed to Medusa.

"Master, Brother Xiao Yan, is it possible that even if you join forces, you are still unable to do anything to the remaining soul?" Upon hearing this, Yao Ming's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said in shock.

If this is true, then this remnant soul is really too strong!

"That's not the case." Wei Yang smiled.

"We won by luck, and the residual soul in the stone tablet has also dissipated." Xiao Yan also said with a smile.

Bang!

Just as he finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from the stone tablet in front of him.

Soon, they saw that above the original finger and palm print, a mouth slowly appeared, and a strange wave emanated from the mouth.

"The Wrath of the Underworld!"

Looking at that mouth shape, Yao Ming was stunned at first, then an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Is this Huangquan Tiannu's method of cultivation, a high-level heavenly fighting skill?!" Qinglin and the others also looked at it curiously.

“Don’t look at it too much. If you rashly practice before your soul realm reaches the Heavenly Realm, you will only suffer backlash.” Xiao Yan took out two soul-healing pills from the storage ring, handed one to Wei Yang, put one in his mouth, and said.

After taking the pill, his soul recovered a little and his complexion became better.

"Senior Brother." Xiao Yan rubbed his hands excitedly and glanced at Wei Yang.

Seeing this, Yao Ming and others looked at Wei Yang with anticipation.

The blood of the demon saint.

The legendary blood of the half-emperor!

Seeing this, Wei Yang smiled, clenched his hand, and the ball of golden blood appeared in his palm.

The vast energy that permeated the blood caused ripples in the energy of this world.

"Everyone who sees it has a share."

As Wei Yang spoke, he waved his hand, and the ball of golden blood in his palm suddenly split into four small drops, which flew out one by one and finally hovered in front of Qing Lin and the other three.

Among them, the drops in front of Qinglin, Medusa and Ada were only tiny drops smaller than the size of normal water droplets, just a token of their appreciation, while the drop in front of Yaoming was about the size of a little fingernail.

Although it is small in size, the energy contained in it is still quite terrifying.

Yao Ming and the other three hurriedly put them away nervously.

If this kind of thing gets out, even the powerful Dou Sheng will come to grab it.

There was a hint of eagerness in Yao Ming's eyes.

He is now in the late two-star Douluo level. With this drop of Demon Saint's blood, he may be able to step into the three-star level soon.

Otherwise, if you just rely on time to slowly persevere and want to reach three stars, it will take an indefinite amount of time.

After dividing these four drops, Wei Yang divided the remaining into three parts, each about the size of a thumb.

He gave one portion to Xiao Yan, kept one portion for himself, and put the remaining portion into a jade bottle, preparing to take it back to Yao Lao.

With the help of this drop of essence and blood, I believe that Yao Lao will be able to quickly reach the three-star Douluo level in a short period of time.

After the distribution was completed, everyone happily collected their own demon saint's essence and blood.

The harvest this time was quite fruitful.

After resting for a day, Wei Yang and his companions appeared in front of the Nine Netherworld again on the second day.

"The cold power contained in the Nine Netherworld is enough to be fatal to ordinary strong men, but it has some benefits for the three of you."

"Especially the two of you, Cailin and Qinglin. The Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python and the Ancient Sky Snake are originally cold and yin. I'm afraid only bloodlines like yours can absorb the energy therein without restraint."

"As for you, Ah Da, even if you have the Nine Nether Wind Flame protecting you, you still have to be a little more cautious."

Looking at the Nine Netherworld filled with the most gloomy and cold aura, Wei Yang tilted his head and smiled at Qing Lin and the other two.

"The cold and gloomy power in the Nine Netherworld is extraordinary. Even the strong men of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan dare not go deep into it. But for me, it is not a big problem." Medusa smiled faintly, and her words seemed quite proud.

As the only surviving Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python in the world today, she is qualified to look down upon all other snake-like monsters.

Of course, Qinglin is an exception.

Not to mention Qinglin, she just smiled reservedly and said nothing.

Possessing the blood of a mutated ancient serpent, she is like a fish in water here and has more advantages than Medusa.

Ah Da nodded solemnly and bowed slightly, "Master, rest assured, I will be cautious."

Wei Yang smiled, clenched his palm, and three jade bottles appeared in his palm.

Inside the jade bottle, elixir clouds were swirling, and extremely powerful energy fluctuations were emanating from it.

"This is the Bodhi Pill, a ninth-grade precious pill that can greatly increase the success rate of becoming a semi-saint. At the critical moment, if you feel that you have not yet exhausted your strength, just swallow it. It can help you." Wei Yang said.

The three people's eyes lit up, they nodded slightly, reached out to take a jade bottle each, and held it tightly.

Ninth-grade precious elixir!

This will be their greatest confidence and guarantee for advancement to semi-saint status, and such treatment is such a luxury.

It can be said that with this, they can even advance smoothly while lying down with their eyes closed. Otherwise, why bother practicing when they might as well just buy a piece of tofu and kill themselves?

Xiao Yan watched with a smile from the side.

Among these three ninth-grade precious pills, two were refined by Wei Yang, and the other one was refined by Xiao Yan.

Now the two brothers, including their teacher Yao Lao, and the three of them, are all genuine ninth-grade grandmasters!