Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 156 Subduing the Demon King, the Inheritance of the Underworld! (2 chapters combined, one long chapter)
The Nine Netherworlds, a terrifying region belonging to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan!
"boom!"

Deep within, a chilling, bone-deep aura permeated the air.

This chilling aura seemed to penetrate the soul:
"Chucky!"

It condensed into patches of black ice crystals.

An eerie and chilling light shimmered on the surrounding rock walls.

Like countless eyes hidden in the darkness, spying on the intruder.

With his left hand, Xiao Yan tightly held the dying Yao Ming.

At this moment, Yao Ming's aura was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, and he could be extinguished at any moment.

In Xiao Yan's right palm floated an eight-colored fire lotus.

"Boom!"

Eight different kinds of flames intertwined.

A protective shield was formed, isolating the ever-present, bone-eroding evil energy of the Yellow Springs.

The firelight illuminated Xiao Yan's sharply defined profile.

It added a touch of coldness to his stern face.

A few strands of black hair on her forehead swayed gently in the underground wind.

This further highlights his untamed and resolute nature:
"help me"

A faint call came from the depths of darkness.

The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying endless pain and despair!

It was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

The voice, though weak, carried a chilling obsession.

Like a wronged soul imprisoned for a thousand years, finally finding someone to confide in:
"boom!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Ming, whose neck was being gripped by Xiao Yan, trembled violently.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

A look of utter terror, as if he had seen a ghost, flashed instantly in his cloudy old eyes.

His terrified expression was as if he had seen his own doom.

His parched lips trembled uncontrollably, his voice filled with disbelief:

"No"

"impossible!"

"His meridians were sealed by the Nine Netherworld Nails, and he has been eroded by the Yellow Springs' cold poison for hundreds of years."

"How could he possibly still be rational?!"

Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened instantly, like two sharp swords piercing through the darkness.

Keenly sensing a deep abyss in the darkness:

This is precisely why he came here: to be a henchman of a second-level Dou Sheng!

But they are still very rare. Yes, he's going to conquer Dragon Island next!
And going to the ancient tribe to propose marriage is a powerful help.

"boom!"

His pace suddenly quickened, each step carrying a firm resolve.

"Chika!"

As he moved, the eight-colored fire shield drew a brilliant and dazzling trail of light in the darkness.

It is to carve out a path in the darkness.

"boom!"

After passing through the last natural barrier adorned with blood-red stalactites.

The sight before him caused Xiao Yan's pupils to contract sharply:
“Crack!”

In the center of the icy pool, hundreds of feet wide, stood four dark iron chains as thick as giant trees.

Like four ferocious giant pythons, they pierced through a emaciated figure.

The iron chains were engraved with ancient and mysterious sealing runes.

The runes flickered with an eerie light, relentlessly draining the life force of the trapped person every moment.

Even more terrifying, there were nine bone-piercing nails that glowed with an eerie light!
"laugh!"

It was deeply embedded in a major acupoint on his spine.

They nailed him firmly to the stone pillar at the bottom of the pool, preventing him from escaping this endless torment.

Congealed blood scabs floated on the surface of the cold pool.

It exudes a nauseating, rotten stench.

It depicts the inhuman torture suffered by those trapped.

"The Demon King?!"

Yao Ming screamed, her voice so sharp it sounded like someone was choking her.

It was filled with fear and shock.

The gaunt figure slowly raised its head!
A face that bore a striking resemblance to Yao Xiaotian, yet with more angular features, was revealed amidst the disheveled hair.

When his murky gaze focused on the person in Xiao Yan's hands.

A sudden burst of madness shone in his previously dull eyes.

Then he burst into a maniacal laugh:
"Hahaha, you old dog!"

"You have today too!"

The laughter was filled with the pent-up joy and hatred that had been suppressed for hundreds of years.

However, it also aggravated his injuries.

Yao Ming coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs!

But he still couldn't stop his gleeful laughter:
"Several hundred years"

"I have been imprisoned in this Yellow Springs for hundreds of years!"

"Daily pain from the bone-chilling cold."

Xiao Yan listened quietly without saying a word.

"Boom!"

He flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of eight-colored flame swam out like a nimble snake.

With its intense heat, it precisely scorched through the four iron chains:
"laugh!"

"Crack!"

The chain snapped with a piercing sound.

It sounded like a desperate wail in the darkness.

Yao Ming collapsed by the pool, his body trembling with pain and relief!

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

He stretched out his trembling hands and pulled out the nine bone-piercing nails one by one.

With each plucked hair, his breath grew stronger, and his hunched back gradually straightened.

It's as if they are rediscovering their former dignity and strength.

When the last bone-piercing nail was removed, the body, which had been emaciated, had regained its fullness:
"boom!"

The pressure of a two-star Dou Sheng suddenly erupted!
Although his breathing was still somewhat weak!
But for someone who has reached this level, a full recovery is only a matter of time.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor."

Yao Ming knelt on one knee, the once unyielding former clan leader, his eyes filled with tears.

The voice was filled with gratitude and respect:
"That beast Yao Xiaotian."

"He's my own brother, born of the same mother!"

His voice choked, as if painful memories were choking him.

It slowly recounts the betrayal that occurred hundreds of years ago.

At that time, he was at the peak of his life, and the entire clan believed that he would lead the Nine Netherworld Python Clan to glory!
Unexpectedly, on the eve of his coronation ceremony, he was ambushed by his most trusted younger brother and the Grand Elder.

From then on, they were plunged into this endless abyss of pain.

"Now my benefactor has personally avenged my enemy."

Yao Ming kowtowed heavily, his forehead striking the ground with a dull thud.

He wanted to use this sound to express his determination:

"Yao Ming is willing to lead the entire Netherworld Python clan to submit!"

Xiao Yan stared at him for a moment, his eyes deep.

Suddenly, he reached out and pressed his hand on the top of his head.

The voice was soft, yet carried an irresistible force:
"Relax your mind."

Yao Ming opened his soul defenses without hesitation, his eyes filled with trust.

When the eight-colored fire seal was imprinted into his primordial spirit, the former clan leader only let out a muffled groan.

Instead, a look of relief appeared in his eyes:
This mark is both a constraint and a recognition.

It is a testament to the trust and loyalty between him and Xiao Yan.

"boom!"

Upon returning to the ground, the waiting rainbow scales immediately came to greet them.

Her amethyst eyes were like the deep night sky.

He carefully examined Xiao Yan.

His eyes revealed concern and worry.

After confirming that Xiao Yan was not injured, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The previously tense body then relaxed.

Xiao Yan keenly noticed this subtle movement.

A gentle smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

Upon seeing Yao Ming, the members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan all knelt down and wept bitterly.

"Clan leader!"

"Is that you, Chieftain!"

"You're finally back."

Some of the older elders were even moved to tears.

They had doubted Yao Xiaotian's story back then, but they lacked evidence.

I can only bury this doubt deep in my heart!
Now that Yao Ming has returned, those emotions that have been suppressed for many years have burst forth instantly.

Yao Ming waved his hand to stop the commotion, his eyes filled with both authority and emotion.

Turning to Xiao Yan respectfully, he said:

"Master, there is another opportunity in our clan's forbidden area." "The stone tablet left behind by the Demon Saint of Ten Thousand Yellow Springs!"

"Contains three Heavenly Rank combat techniques"

As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently drifted to Cai Lin, who was standing next to Xiao Yan.

Added:
"This young lady possesses the bloodline of the Heaven-Devouring Python. If she can cultivate in the Yellow Springs..."

"It will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Xiao Yan remained calm, but he already understood.

In the original work, the three ultimate techniques of the Yellow Springs are incredibly powerful, especially the Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath.

It is a rare high-level Heaven-rank combat skill!

He turned to look at Cai Lin and spoke softly:
"Let's go and see together?"

His voice was gentle and deep!
Cai Lin nodded slightly, her face revealing little emotion.

But the slight gleam in her eyes betrayed the anticipation in her heart.

"laugh!"

The three tore through space and arrived directly deep within the forbidden area!
"boom!"

A huge stone tablet came into view!
In front of the stone tablet, Yao Ming bit his finger, and blood dripped onto the ground.

Draw an ancient and mysterious array.

The array pattern shimmered with a strange light, as if it were resonating with the stone tablet in some mysterious way.

"Requires contact with soul power"

Yao Ming hadn't finished speaking.

"Whoosh!"

A solid, tangible soul entity shot out from between Xiao Yan's brows.

Like a shooting star, it disappeared directly into the stone tablet!

That soul emanated a powerful and pure aura!
The aura of a Celestial Realm Perfection expert!

This demonstrates Xiao Yan's determination and courage.

"laugh!"

"boom!"

Within the soul space, the Yellow Springs churned endlessly like a boiling sea of ​​blood.

"boom!"

A towering figure strode in, riding the waves, each step causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

Although the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint has been worn away by the years.

Yet it still exudes a powerful aura that can change the very fabric of the world.

It resembles a majestic mountain, inspiring awe.

"Challenger, take these three moves from this Saint!"

The voice of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was like a booming bell.

The words echoed within the soul space, without any unnecessary words, exuding an undeniable domineering aura.

He raised his hand and pointed, a seemingly simple gesture that contained a profound truth about the universe:

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

"Shh!"

Wherever the fingertip passed, space was annihilated inch by inch.

It felt as if it were being torn apart by an invisible hand.

The finger beam, carrying an aura of destruction, swiftly attacked Xiao Yan's soul.

Xiao Yan's soul form neither dodged nor evaded, his eyes unwavering as he swiftly formed hand seals:
"Taixu Soul-Calming Seal!"

"boom!"

In an instant, a thousand-foot-long soul imprint appeared out of thin air, radiating a mysterious light.

It collided violently with the fingertip.

The entire soul space shook violently, as if it were about to collapse.

The aftershocks caused the surrounding waters of the underworld to boil even more violently.
Before the aftershocks had subsided, the Demon Saint's second move had already begun:

"Underworld Palm!"

"laugh!"

"call!"

The gigantic hand blotted out the sky and the sun, as if it wanted to engulf the entire soul space:

"boom!"

A vortex of the Yellow Springs spun wildly in his palm, seemingly capable of devouring everything.

It exudes a heart-stopping suction.

Xiao Yan's soul suddenly split into countless forms, which is the unique "Soul Transformation into Three Thousand" technique of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm!
Thousands of clones instantly filled the entire space, dazzling the eye!
Among these countless clones, his true form suddenly appeared behind the Demon Saint.

Holding an eight-colored fire lotus in his hand, he suddenly pressed it against his back:
"Buddha's Wrath - Reincarnation!"

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted, sending flames soaring into the sky.

The entire soul space was illuminated as if it were daytime.

But the other party was, after all, a powerful figure who had once reached the Emperor Realm!
The remnant soul dimmed slightly in the explosion, but suddenly burst into laughter:
"Alright! The final move!"

"The Wrath of the Underworld!"

"Roar!"

The sound waves transformed into a tangible impact, like a roaring behemoth.

It lunged fiercely at Xiao Yan's soul form.

Xiao Yan's soul body instantly developed cracks, as if it was about to shatter.

In a moment of crisis, Xiao Yan had a flash of inspiration, and a brilliant idea struck him.

It actually imitated the Demon Saint's moves, using its Heavenly Realm soul power to create a reverse shockwave:

"boom!!"

The collision of the two sound waves generated a force like a nuclear explosion!

The space shattered with a deafening roar.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the remnant soul of the demon saint nodded with satisfaction:
"The legacy is yours."

There was a hint of relief in his voice!
I have seen my legacy, and I have found a suitable home:

"laugh"

Three blood-red jade slips and a drop of golden Yellow Spring essence blood fell into Xiao Yan's hands.

He exited the mental space and opened his eyes in the outside world!

Instead of immediately starting his cultivation, he took out two Bodhi seeds that exuded an ancient aura!
"boom!"

Bodhi seeds are treasures that embody the essence of heaven and earth.

It exudes a mysterious and powerful aura.

Xiao Yan sat down cross-legged:

"boom!"

Eight different kinds of strange fire surged out of his body one after another!

In the air, it is constructed into an exquisitely crafted cauldron of flames.

"Based on the core fire of the Azure Lotus Earth"

Xiao Yan read it softly, his voice steady and firm.

The cyan flames, like nimble sprites, transformed into the base of the cauldron, providing a stable foundation for alchemy.

"The Fallen Heart Flame as the catalyst."

Transparent flames swirled inside the cauldron, as if guiding the rhythm of the alchemy process.

"Bone Spirit Cold Fire Harmonizes".

The pale white flames covered the walls of the cauldron, adjusting the temperature of the cauldron to the perfect level.

The eight different flames each have their own function, creating a perfect environment for alchemy!

"boom!"

Cai Lin stood quietly to the side, her purple eyes reflecting the flickering firelight.

She looked at Xiao Yan's focused profile.

Her cold and aloof face softened unconsciously.

Her feelings for Xiao Yan grew stronger.

"boom!!!"

After the thunderous roar of the Black Demon Lightning subsided, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the entire cave.

It smelled like the most alluring fragrance in the world, making one feel intoxicated by it.

Xiao Yan turned to look at her, his eyes gentle and his voice exceptionally soft:

"Take the Bodhi Great Rejuvenating Pill!"

"Your chances of breaking through will increase with the Devouring Python bloodline."

His eyes were filled with care and expectation for Cai Lin.

Cai Lin's purple eyes trembled, and her red lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but Xiao Yan stopped her:

"The deepest part of the Nine Netherworlds is the best place for evolution."

His fingertips gently brushed across her palm as he placed the still-warm pill inside.

A gentle touch felt as if an electric current was coursing through the entire body of the colorful scales.

It warmed her heart.

When the two were alone, the eerie blue light of the Yellow Springs illuminated Cai Lin's exquisite face.

She suddenly reached out and touched Xiao Yan's cheek, a gesture that stunned both of them.

After a moment of silence, she spoke softly:
"Why is it always you who saves me?"

Her voice was soft, like a gentle breeze rippled across a lake.

With a hint of doubt, and a hint of emotion.

Xiao Yan held her soft hand, feeling the warmth and softness from his palm.

A sly smile crept across his lips.
"Because you are my queen."

This half-joking remark caused Cai Lin's ear tips to turn slightly red.

In the deep blue light of the spring, the two figures gradually drew closer.
(End of this chapter)