Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 694: Demon Saint Blood, Cultivation

When everything had returned to calm in this lonely world, the shadow of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint also stopped for a moment, looking at the ruins in front of him, with a slight hesitation as his face could no longer be seen clearly.

The Xiao Yan in front of him did not die because of his Yellow Springs Sky Wrath. Instead, he still stood in front of him. The deep red flames turned into red lotus, entwining around Xiao Yan's body.

The invisible ancient bell had already been broken, but with the protection of the strange fire, even when Huangquan Tiannu finally shattered the virtual image of Sanskrit sound, it did not harm Xiao Yan's soul.

"——What kind of strange fire is this?"

The Demon Saint Huangquan couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and a hint of doubt involuntarily emerged on his face.

He used to roam the Douqi Continent, but he had never sensed the aura of this kind of strange fire. Instead, he felt like many kinds of strange fire were mixed together, and its power was quite strong.

However, after thinking for a while, Huangquan Demon Saint still couldn't figure it out and could not help but shake his head slightly. After all, he was only a remnant soul left and he had forgotten too many things in the long years. He didn't know much about the strange fire, so it was naturally not easy for him to distinguish it now.

But, it doesn’t matter—

"Forget it. Even though it was a trick, at least you managed to survive the Wrath of the Underworld. You also have the strange fire to protect you, so you should have a chance of winning. Why do you need to rely on the help of others?"

"If I don't accept it, won't it make her worried?"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head, and then said, which made the remaining soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint stunned for a moment.

I never thought that it was his wife.

Speechless, the Demon Saint Huangquan shook his head and had nothing to say.

"You have endured the wrath of the underworld. What you want will naturally be given to you."

After a while, Huangquan Demon Saint snapped his fingers and a soul wave flashed out, finally hovering in front of Xiao Yan.

Feeling the soul fluctuation, Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then cautiously grasped it in his hand. The translucent light stream then spread out and then poured into Xiao Yan's body.

When the wave came into his hand, it turned into streams of information, quickly pouring into Xiao Yan's mind. In his hazy mind, the invisible energy suddenly surged and ancient characters emerged, engraved in his mind.

He closed his eyes slightly, taking in the information. After a moment, he opened his eyes with a strong look of joy on his face. In that information, there was not only the method of practicing Huangquan Tiannu, but also the method of practicing Huangquan Finger and Huangquan Palm.

"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan."

After confirming that the fighting skills he had obtained were correct, Xiao Yan clasped his fists towards the Yellow Springs Demon Saint.

"What are you thanking me for? My mission is to wait for someone to defeat me and pass on my lifelong skills. Although your soul power is a little weak now, it is enough to practice Huangquan Tiannu."

Huangquan Demon Saint shook his head, obviously still a little upset about what Xiao Yan had just said.

But he did not stop his actions. He just spread out his palms, and suddenly, thin streams of light golden color appeared on his illusory body. These streams all gathered in his palms, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a ball of golden liquid.

As soon as this ball of golden liquid appeared, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel his heartbeat quicken. The blood power that had been revived also felt a slight throbbing, obviously sensing the existence of the unusual blood power.

Legend has it that the Huangquan Demon Saint is only one step away from reaching the realm of Dou Di, and even his bloodline has undergone a certain degree of mutation. Although it is a long-standing and widely known legend, hearing about it in the past and seeing it with one's own eyes are not the same thing.

"Is this the blood essence of Huangquan Demon Saint?"

Xiao Yan looked at the golden liquid with a somewhat fiery gaze, and he could naturally feel the strange energy contained in it.

"Alas, I have practiced for thousands of years, and my soul has even advanced to the legendary emperor realm, but I still cannot take that last step—"

Huangquan Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid with his hand, and for a moment he seemed to recall something and sighed softly. There seemed to be endless melancholy and unwillingness in his voice.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but fall silent for a while. As for the melancholy of the Demon Saint Huangquan, he now had some idea about it.

Although the time was not long, he had become a Dou Di once after all. Although the memory in his mind was as fragile and broken as a crumpled paper, it did leave Xiao Yan with a clear enough direction.

He could probably guess why the Demon Saint Huangquan did not ultimately set foot in the Dou Di realm.

Regarding this, Xiao Yan chose to remain silent. For a remnant soul, knowing some things that he didn't know during his lifetime was not a relief. Perhaps it was also a torture that would make him unable to find peace even after death.

"Forget it... I can't explain it to you. Anyway, it's all in the past."

The Demon Saint Huangquan shook his head slowly, his voice revealing a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity. No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, the Demon Saint Huangquan knew very well that he should let go, and this obsession of thousands of years should also come to an end.

He looked at the golden liquid in his palm. The powerful man who once reached the top of the world finally sighed, waved his hand, and the golden liquid flew towards Xiao Yan.

The golden blood slowly fell into Xiao Yan's palm. The vast and powerful energy fluctuations caused the blood in Xiao Yan's body to become much hotter.

"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan!"

After carefully collecting the Demon Saint's blood essence, Xiao Yan looked up and saw that the mountain had begun to collapse. The throne on it also cracked into countless cracks. The body of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint sitting on the throne was becoming more and more illusory. "The mission has been completed. I hope that my unique skills will not lose their glory and reputation along with my death."

"Good go, senior!"

Xiao Yan bowed solemnly to the Yellow Springs Demon Saint. Judging from his appearance, the reason why this remnant soul had been able to exist for so many years was probably because of the Demon Saint's blood essence. Now that the blood essence has left the body, the remnant soul has finally run out of energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Ah……"

The Yellow Springs Demon Saint chuckled and nodded slightly, and his body completely dissipated in an instant. At the moment he dissipated, the mountains and the throne collapsed with a loud bang, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated.

Looking at the void space that suddenly became dark and empty, Xiao Yan sighed lightly. His body trembled, and his illusory body slowly disappeared in this space. When his body disappeared, the space here also gradually fell apart and disappeared after Xiao Yan left.

…………

Outside the stone tablet, Yao Wan looked at the land that was always like dusk, and sat there for an entire afternoon.

Yao Wan was naturally not worried about Xiao Yan. It was only when she was 90% sure that she could feel relieved.

However, Xiao Yixian and the others were still somewhat worried. But before Yao Wan could say anything, an illusory figure rushed out of the particularly heavy stone tablet and fell back on Xiao Yan's brows, attracting the gazes of everyone who was eagerly waiting beside him.

Xiao Yan also slowly opened his eyes.

"call--"

"Brother Xiao Yan is awake?"

Xun'er couldn't help but step forward and ask with concern. She had just noticed that Xiao Yan's aura suddenly became weak, and it seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy.

"Well, it's just barely enough. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

Xiao Yan gradually came back to his senses, and then he couldn't help but smile and said.

After Xiao Yan came out of the stone tablet, he naturally left behind the inheritance of Huangquan Tiannu and distributed the blood of the Demon Saint.

The blood of the Demon Saint is extremely attractive to all the Dou Sheng masters. It is even more of a tonic for those who have not yet broken through to the Dou Sheng level.

Because of this, Xiao Yan naturally allocated one drop to them and Yao Ming, and he had two drops left, which he turned around and gave to Nalan and Medusa who were practicing.

Yao Wan looked at the drop of Miss Demon Saint's blood the size of a fingernail floating in her palm, and couldn't help but push it gently.

"Elder Wanchun, this drop of blood should be yours."

Yao Wan smiled and said.

Yao Wanchun was slightly stunned, but couldn't help but say: "How can I do this? I am just a half-buried man, how can I use this treasure left by the former Yellow Spring Demon Saint?"

"Alas, Elder Wanchun has many rules. If it's given to you, just keep it well."

Yao Wan couldn't help but shake her head slightly, and was speechless about Elder Wanchun's rigidity.

As for herself, she actually didn't really need the blood of the demon saint that much. She already had an idea of ​​her future martial arts skills. As long as she succeeded, she wouldn't need to worry about her own cultivation level at all.

"Then I will keep it for you, Miss."

Yao Wanchun still refused to give in, which made Yao Wan quite helpless. Xiao Yan couldn't help but turn around and look at Yao Wan. It seemed that their good intentions were not appreciated.

Yao Wan shook her head. Never mind. The things were already in her hands. She could just let her do what she wanted.

After distributing the essence and blood, they began to prepare to find a suitable place to start their retreat and practice.

The Little Medical Fairy subconsciously asked Yao Ming whether there was a place where the cold poison was accumulated since the cold here was so heavy.

Yao Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Although the Nether Snake Vein was within the radiation range of the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring, there was really no similar place where the cold poison accumulated. If he had to say, it would only be the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring. After all, that was the coldest place in the entire Netherworld Snake Vein.

"Let's go back and practice with Nalan and the others near the Nine Netherworld. The poisonous fire corrupts everything, and maybe we can make use of the cold air of the Nine Netherworld."

Yao Wan couldn't help but speak up and give some advice.

"Hmm...that's true."

Speaking of which, Little Medical Fairy couldn't help but feel a little worried about Nalan Yanran. As sisters who had spent the longest time with each other, it would be strange if she wasn't worried considering Nalan had been so stubborn before.

(End of this chapter)