Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 877: Attacking the Saint (Part )
Fang Yuan's expression froze, and he looked at Ye Xuan in the distance in disbelief, even muttering in confusion: "This... Dao Soul is actually helping him to condense the Sainthood?! How could it be..."

A hint of shock flashed across Yun Huang's eyes, and then he frowned and looked at the control formation next to him. His mind swept over the spiritual materials that were being rapidly consumed in the formation. He couldn't help but hesitate, and turned his gaze to Ye Xuan.

“To be able to receive the baptism of the Dao Soul for such a long time, this person’s cultivation aptitude must be extraordinary.” Yun Huang shook his head slightly and said, “Never mind, no matter what, he is now in the process of consolidating the Incomplete Sainthood, which is also an opportunity. If we interrupt him at this time, it would be unethical… The remaining spiritual materials should be enough for him to consolidate the Incomplete Sainthood? It should be enough…”

Fang Yuan wiped his sweat and prayed in his heart that there must be enough spiritual materials, because he was not sure whether he should continue to consume the power of the Dao Soul Origin to help Ye Xuan continue to advance if there were not enough. The price would be too high...

After about an incense stick of time, the Great Sage Yun Huang's face really changed. He found that he had only guessed half right: the remaining spiritual materials did last until Ye Xuan stabilized his Sainthood, but the problem was that Ye Xuan's Sainthood showed no sign of stopping! !

"This..." This time, Yun Huang could no longer remain calm, and even his old face couldn't help but show a little panic. He couldn't understand how Ye Xuan did it, and how he could make Dao Soul help him so recklessly.

This had never happened in his memory.

After being stunned for a moment, Yun Huang suddenly realized that now was not the time to dwell on this issue! He turned his head to look at the control array next to him and found that the spiritual materials inside were almost used up. Now he really encountered the problem he least wanted to face - should he stop or not?

"Uncle Master..." Fang Yuan was almost at a loss. From a sentimental point of view, he naturally did not want to interrupt Ye Xuan's improvement of Sainthood, but from the perspective of the leader of a sect, he really couldn't bear to waste the original power of Dao Soul. He was in a dilemma between loyalty and righteousness. How should he choose? ! He had no choice, and could only hope that Uncle Master Yun Huang could make a decision.

Yun Huang had been cultivating in seclusion for so many years and no longer cared about worldly affairs, but at this moment, he was torn between his conscience and his desires. His eyes scanned back and forth between Ye Xuan and the control formation, and he finally made a difficult decision. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a little longer! He should stop when he reaches the flawless sainthood..."

So, the two of them waited with sweat in their palms. Ye Xuan's sainthood improvement speed did not disappoint them. In just less than a quarter of an hour, he had completely reached the flawless state. However...

“Still… haven’t stopped yet!!” Fang Yuan was stunned, and saw in disbelief that after Ye Xuan reached the flawless holy level, he showed no signs of stopping and was still improving!
What kind of situation would lead to such a series of improvements? Even if it was an "epiphany", it couldn't be so exaggerated!

A trace of guilt flashed across Yun Huang's eyes, and he said resolutely: "Close the formation!!"

"But..." Fang Yuan hesitated, "Ye Xuan is now at a critical moment of his sainthood improvement. If the formation is closed, it may cause serious damage to him..."

"I can't care about so much!" Yun Huang said quickly, "We will find a way to compensate him later! It's important to save the Dao Soul!"

"Okay..." Fang Yuan also felt that this was the only way. He sighed secretly in his heart, the holy power in his body surged, and he raised his hand and cast several formation spells at the control formation next to him.

Then, he froze...

Yun Huang stared at Ye Xuan's situation and waited for a few breaths but saw no change. He couldn't help but turn his head to look and urged, "What's going on?! Close the formation quickly!"

Fang Yuan looked panicked and said blankly: "I can't...close it!!"

"What?!" Yun Huang was horrified. He quickly came to Fang Yuan's side and performed several formations with his own hands. Then, he was stunned like Fang Yuan.

“How…how could this happen!!” The Great Sage Yun Huang was really upset. He was horrified to find that he was unable to close the formation and stop the operation of the Dao Soul!
This kind of thing has never happened in Xuanyun Sect for tens of thousands of years. Even though one of them is the oldest person in Xuanyun Sect and the other is the current first ancestor, they were both panicked and even a little confused...

Now...what to do?!

……

At this time, Ye Xuan, who had broken through his cultivation, had also noticed that the surrounding Dao Qi was no longer "voluntarily" flowing into his body, but was "forced" to be pulled in. The source of this "forced pulling" force was the reincarnation martial soul in his body...

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly. He found that his Samsara Martial Soul was now running on its own and couldn't be stopped at all.

This really fully demonstrates its capabilities.

Ye Xuan was sweating in his heart. The Reincarnation Martial Soul forcefully absorbed the Dao Soul. It wouldn't completely merge with the Dao Soul of the Xuanyun Sect, right?

There is no point thinking about these things now. He is trying to break through the bottleneck. At this moment, suppressing the rebellion of the Samsara Martial Soul will affect his advancement.

The perfect holy figure has appeared.

Ye Xuan no longer hesitated and directly detonated all the Condensed Yuan Pearls in his Danhai. The powerful blood energy and thick holy energy gathered together, like a colorful dragon. It instantly circulated through Ye Xuan's meridians and rushed directly to the barrier of the holy realm.

Unlike previous promotions, this was the first time Ye Xuan felt the gap in his cultivation. It was like a huge gate to heaven, which he usually couldn't even touch, but now, with the rich essence of the Condensation Pearl and the combination of the Dao Soul, he rushed directly to it.

"boom……"

A roar sounded in the Danhai, like an iron spike hitting Ye Xuan's heart. Ye Xuan was in extreme pain and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

This bombardment did hit the door of the cultivation barrier, and the door of the cultivation barrier only trembled for a moment before returning to its original state. It reminded Ye Xuan of hitting a rock with an egg, and what he was doing now seemed to be hitting a rock with an egg.

Ye Xuan's heart sank. If he continued to improve his cultivation in this way, he would never be able to advance to the Saint Realm.

This first impact was unable to even shake the door that separated the cultivation level. This made Ye Xuan feel for the first time how difficult it was to advance in martial arts. To advance to a saint was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

No, he must take advantage of this opportunity to break through to the Saint Realm, and then he will have a certain ability to protect himself in the Spirit Realm. Otherwise, facing the Central Dynasty, his chances of survival are slim.

After understanding this, Ye Xuan went crazy. Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth was swept over by him, and the entire Xuanyun Sect was stirred up.

With the combined power of Dao Soul and Ning Yuan Pearl, he struck the barrier of cultivation again and again.

Even if it was just one attack of this kind, Ye Xuan would feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, let alone such a life-threatening attack that happened one after another.

After Ye Xuan spat out several mouthfuls of blood, he was extremely shocked that advancing to the holy realm of martial arts was so difficult.

"Little Tree, give me one last helping hand!"

(End of this chapter)