Chapter 200: The Yellow Spring Demon Saint!

Huangquan Demon Saint, this name may be very unfamiliar to ordinary people, but in the ears of some powerful people, it can be said to be like thunder in their ears, especially for those who have reached the peak of Dou Zun and are trying to move towards the semi-saint realm, they will respect this name even more.

Because it is rumored that the Demon Saint of Huangquan was a supreme being who once had one foot halfway into the level of Dou Di in ancient times!

Outsiders have never known the secret of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, but Xiao Yan, who has the memories of his previous life, knows that the legendary Yellow Springs Demon Saint has a close connection with the Nine Nether Earth Python clan. After he failed in his attempt to reach the Dou Di realm and died, the inheritance left over from the outside world had long since disappeared over the years.

However, among the Nine Netherworld Python clan, there is a Yellow Spring Stele left over from ancient times, and on it are records of the three unique skills of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint, as well as some of his essence and blood!

And the more important point is that others are not aware of the enemy attack, but Xiao Yan knows that deep in the Yellow Springs Stele, there is still a remnant soul of the Yellow Springs Demon Saint. Only by obtaining his recognition can he obtain the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's most proud high-level heavenly fighting skill - Yellow Springs Sky Wrath, as well as his remaining blood essence.

As a being who once had one foot in the Dou Di realm, the huge amount of pure energy contained in his blood essence is enough to elevate Xiao Yan's cultivation to a higher level after refining it!

When he thought of this, Xiao Yan felt a little excited.

Soon, Xiao Yan brought Queen Medusa and Little Medical Fairy to fly towards a place. About ten minutes later, an ancient and magnificent altar appeared in front of him. It was built entirely of green boulders. Standing on the top of the altar, one could overlook the surrounding mountains.

At the top of the altar, in the center, there is a huge ancient stone tablet about a hundred feet in size. On it are mysterious pale yellow patterns. It stands there lonely, and a cold aura permeates the air, covering the surrounding bluestone ground with a thin layer of frost.

"You two wait here for a while. I'll be back soon. If there's anything, just activate the fire seal I left behind!"

Xiao Yan gave instructions, and after settling the two women, he walked directly forward. When he was not far from the Yellow Springs Stele, he raised his head and looked at the latter, only to find that those lines that seemed mysterious before were actually a series of finger marks and palm prints of varying depths, interwoven together!

If you look closely, you can vaguely sense the pattern behind it, as if an unrivaled master appears before your eyes, demonstrating these two fighting skills move by move.

For others, this might be a rare opportunity. After all, both the Yellow Spring Finger and the Yellow Spring Palm are heavenly-level fighting skills, and they are also considered to be the best among the same level. If one can learn them, their combat power will immediately increase dramatically.

But for Xiao Yan, who possessed the memories of his past life, he had known the so-called Three Huangquan Skills since the very beginning. The purpose of his trip was only for the essence and blood.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan clasped his fists towards the ancient Huangquan Stele and bowed solemnly before he slowly said:

"Junior Xiao Yan, nice to meet you, senior. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan sat down cross-legged on the ground with a calm look in his eyes. Immediately, a wisp of invisible soul power floated out of his body, and then with a little consciousness, it sank into the Yellow Springs Stele.

"Pfft!"

Just when Xiao Yan's soul power touched the stone tablet, a strange wave was heard, and the surrounding air rippled in circles. However, Xiao Yan's soul power seemed to be unobstructed and easily merged into the Yellow Springs Stele.

"Shh!"

The illusory soul body formed by soul power opened its eyes. Xiao Yan clenched his fists, felt the strength of his body, and then turned his gaze to the surrounding environment. Before he could take a closer look, he heard a deafening explosion coming from the sky, as if the whole world was shaking.

“It’s a bit different from the environment created by the ancestral tombstone. But the size is about the same.”

Xiao Yan's body was suspended in the air, muttering to himself, and looking forward. Penetrating through layers of space, Xiao Yan saw the illusory soul in the center of the throne built of bones.

He took a step forward and thunder suddenly struck from the sky, but before the thunder hit Xiao Yan, it disappeared ten feet away.

"A test? Is it still useful to me?!"

Raising his eyes, Xiao Yan looked towards the sky. A ray of flame burned in his pupils. Immediately, the thundercloud covered with thunder burst into flames and turned into a fire cloud, turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire. Even the Yellow Spring Finger hidden behind it also disintegrated directly.

Afterwards, the flames gathered back and no longer caused any damage. Marks began to form rapidly in Xiao Yan's hands, and then a very tiny black light spot was pushed out by Xiao Yan. Around the black light spot, the space was faintly collapsing and distorting. With the push of a palm, the black light spot swelled up in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a black light circle that was hundreds of feet in size, engulfing everything around it!

"Great Heavenly Creation Palm, go!"

Xiao Yan spoke calmly as the black circle of light pushed upward into the sky, colliding with a yellow hand that had grabbed him at some point in time. Then both of them turned into nothingness in the violent explosion.

"Senior, these methods can't do anything to me. It's time to show some real skills."

After doing all this, Xiao Yan looked as if he had completed a trivial task. He looked directly at a corner beyond the layers of void. On the bone throne, a tall and majestic figure in a light yellow robe slowly stood up, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

“I never thought that during this long period of time, there would be a soul that has entered the Emperor Realm and walked in front of me.”

The tall and majestic man in the pale yellow robe, the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint, exclaimed in admiration, while Xiao Yan bowed slightly to him and said with a smile:

"It's just luck that I got here. It's not worth mentioning."

Hearing this, Huangquan Demon Saint's face stiffened slightly, and he was speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long time, he sighed deeply and said:

"Young man, what do you want here?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. He immediately straightened his body and said casually:

"It's simple. I want the cultivation method of Huangquan Tiannu, as well as the blood essence left by Huangquan Demon Saint!"