Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 61 Who Else Could It Be?

The ancient figure wore a black and white Taoist robe, with long, thick, jet-black hair, but two of his sideburns had turned strangely white.

He was handsome, and even though he was middle-aged, he was still enough to make many women's hearts flutter.

"What are you all so nervous about? Continue! I, the Holy One, advocate the great harmony of life. The union of man and woman is the most beautiful thing in the world. Continue."

The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face showed an expectant smile, which seemed very similar to the smile of some otaku who would turn on their computers and prepare toilet paper in his previous life.

If it weren't for the fact that his face was so incredibly handsome, it would probably have been filled with a lewd connotation.

Looking at that somewhat sinister face, Xiao Yan pondered for a moment before finally releasing the medicine spirit that he had been holding tightly, and then quickly retreated to the side.

"Xiao Yan." Yao Ling could no longer maintain her usual aloofness, and a terrifying killing intent appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"I will surely avenge this humiliation in the future."

"Don't say that. We're just competing for different flames. Please don't make an enemy of me." Faced with Yao Ling's hatred, Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly.

To dare to hold a grudge against the Xiao clan's imperial son is a path to death.

"Is competing for different flames really this despicable?" Yao Ling was almost driven mad with anger, and her beautiful eyes were even faintly misty with tears.

When has the Holy Maiden of the Medicine Clan ever been subjected to such harassment?

"Hehe, not bad, not bad. You shameless brat, I like it very much." Before the two could finish their conversation, the middle-aged man laughed again.

Upon hearing this, Yao Ling's expression changed, while Xiao Yan's face lit up with joy.

But if you look closely, you can see that he silently took a step back.

Even though this person has been dead for a thousand years, he was once a powerful Dou Sheng. If such a powerful person harbored ill intentions towards him, perhaps this imperial prince of the Xiao clan would die here today.

Compared to things like strange flames or inheritances, Xiao Yan felt that sometimes his life was more important.

As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood.

"Hehe, what a clever lad." Seeing Xiao Yan's little trick, Yin Yang Evil Saint revealed a smile on his face.

Xiao Yan stopped retreating and gave Yin Yang Evil Saint an awkward yet polite smile.

"Senior's abilities are extraordinary; it would be best for this junior to ensure their own safety first!"

"What you said is indeed correct, but unfortunately, it's too late."

The Yin-Yang Evil Saint chuckled, causing the two men's expressions to change drastically!

With a light tap of his finger, the ancient ruins space paused slightly, and the next moment, Xiao Yan felt the space outside the altar become much more solidified.

An invisible spatial wall suddenly formed.

At that moment, Xiao Yan gathered all his strength and slammed it hard against the spatial wall. However, his attack did not cause any impact on the spatial wall.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xiao Yan glanced at the smiling Yin Yang Evil Saint. According to the records, this person was both righteous and evil in life, and acted without restraint, making him a very dangerous person.

"What are you doing?" Yin Yang Evil Saint chuckled and said, "You came here just to obtain my inheritance and the strange fire, didn't you?"

Of course, I will bestow upon you a great opportunity.

"What are the conditions?" Xiao Yan was not surprised by the other party's words; instead, he became even more nervous.

"Hehe, there are no conditions," Yin Yang Evil Saint shook his head.

The next moment, he stretched his palm forward slightly.

"Boom!" The ancient city, which had been relatively calm, suddenly trembled. The next moment, a huge energy palm, hundreds of feet long, condensed in the air.

Suddenly, a terrifying suction force erupted from the palm, and the Dou Huang powerhouses scattered throughout the ruins were uncontrollably sucked into the palm.

"You little rascals have already gained quite a bit from me these past few days. People should learn to be content." A weathered voice echoed through the ancient city, and the next moment, a giant hand waved.

The group of Dou Huang powerhouses, with their wings spread wide, were thrown into a spatial tunnel like flies and mosquitoes.

The ancient city, which was once somewhat populated, is now only inhabited by Xiao Yan and Yao Ling.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, very good." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's gaze swept over the two of them, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"I originally thought that becoming a seventh-grade alchemist before the age of thirty would qualify me to inherit my mantle, but I never expected to encounter a monstrous genius before I vanished from this world."

At this point, his gaze toward the two men grew increasingly satisfied.

One is a fifteen-year-old mid-level seventh rank, and the other is an eighteen-year-old high-level seventh rank. Such soul talents are rarely seen even after he became a saint.

"Is this person really just going to pass on his legacy to us like this?" Xiao Yan's face showed a hint of suspicion.

He always likes to assume the worst about others and is always prepared to do what he should do when the other person reveals their worst side.

A strong person who acts without restraint and is unpredictable often means that danger is imminent.

Outside the ruins of the Evil Saint, a group of powerful figures were waiting. Those who emerged from the ruins were already tainted by the intense curse.

If no companions quickly take them to eat seafood, they will soon start to go crazy.

Many powerful individuals who lose their minds forget what treasures they possess and the first thing they want to do upon emerging is to eagerly eat seafood.

Once, a powerful Douhuang warrior went straight to the seafood restaurant after emerging from the ruins. However, when he regained consciousness, he discovered that not only were the treasures he had obtained from the ruins gone, but even the storage ring containing the original treasures had disappeared.

Therefore, these powerful individuals, once they emerge, must quickly hand over the treasures they have obtained to their companions or backers.

Given that many of the waiting powerhouses were Dou Huangs or even stronger, the Black Wind Sect, as the host of this place, naturally set up a temporary reception area here.

Just as these powerful figures were waiting there, a violent spatial fluctuation came from the once peaceful entrance to the ancient city. The next moment, nearly a hundred Dou Huang powerhouses were sprayed out like flies.

The space tunnel then closed.

"What's going on!" The group of powerful figures who were leisurely drinking tea suddenly changed their expressions, with the two elders of the Civil and Martial Arts Clan and the two old women of the Medicine Clan showing the most dramatic changes in their expressions.

Because the young masters of their two clans did not come out.

"Oh no, what's going on?" Xiao Wu's body trembled.

The aura of a half-saint erupted without reservation, startling the surrounding experts so much that they almost prostrated themselves on the ground. Even the two Dou Zun experts sitting there changed their expressions drastically, revealing expressions of horror.

"I'll tear down this ruin and rescue the young master!" Xiao Wu roared, but was grabbed by a hand.

"If you forcibly demolish it, it will cause this site to explode, and then the young master will be in even greater danger."

"If something happens to the young master, we'll both be in deep trouble." Xiao Wu's face showed anxiety.

"Wait a minute. I believe that a young man who is valued by the clan ancestor will not be so easily killed."

Xiao Wen remained relatively calm, but the two old women from the Medicine Clan who overheard their conversation changed their expressions.

They exchanged a glance, a look of disbelief in their eyes. The two had just spoken of the clan ancestor, not the clan leader.

Who else could be the ancestor of the Xiao clan, besides that supreme being in the world?

(End of this chapter)