Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 63 This is my corpse

Although the ancient city is much larger than the outside world, it was ultimately created by a Battle Saint, so the distance is limited.

In the short time it takes to burn half an incense stick, Xiao Yan flew to the side of the dried-up riverbed that divided Yin and Yang.

"If we go any further, we'll reach the dark side." Xiao Yan stopped and looked up at the Yin-Yang Evil Saint floating in the sky.

"I've heard that anyone who has been tainted by the aura of this place has never recovered; they've all become killing machines."

"Just go ahead and do it. Is this all the courage the proud son of the Xiao clan has?"

"A person with guts but no brains is a fool."

"Given my relationship with Shaobei, I will naturally protect you."

In the end, Xiao Yan still chose to enter this dark fog.

Just a glance at this thick black fog is enough to make one feel irritable and arouse violent killing intent. One can only imagine how terrifying it would be to be tainted by it.

Upon entering the thick black fog, Xiao Yan felt his vision suddenly turn pitch black, and his field of vision shrank dramatically.

"Use your soul power. With your seventh-grade mid-level soul power, you can still do a good job here." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's voice sounded from behind.

Xiao Yan paused slightly, then released his immense soul power.

Although the soul power was somewhat hindered after coming into contact with the black mist, it was at least able to sense the space within a hundred feet around it.

"Follow this path forward." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's soul floated in the sky, seemingly unafraid of the thick fog, simply guiding Xiao Yan.

However, as his soul power gradually came into contact with the thick black fog, Xiao Yan felt waves of violent and murderous emotions constantly seeping into his soul.

Gradually, his eyes turned blood red.

"Not bad. To be able to hold on until now, your soul power is indeed a very solid seventh-grade power. Moreover, your will is much stronger than I imagined," Yin Yang Evil Saint laughed.

"Stop joking around, I can't hold on much longer." Xiao Yan gasped for breath, the violent killing intent had seeped into his soul, gradually affecting his will.

He now has an increasing desire to tear everything in front of him apart, an impulse to destroy everything.

Even he himself wasn't sure how much longer he would go insane.

"I can't go on, I'm going to get lost if I don't leave now." Feeling his last bit of consciousness, Xiao Yan prepared to retreat.

"Do not retreat." The voice of the Yin-Yang Evil Saint rang out, and a beam of clear light shot out from his soul body, then, unaffected by the black mist, fell into Xiao Yan's body.

The moment the clear light entered Xiao Yan's body, his soul, which had been tainted by the black mist, was instantly cleansed. The violent emotions within Xiao Yan's soul quickly subsided, and an unprecedented clarity remained on his spiritual platform.

"My soul power has become even purer." Xiao Yan's face showed a hint of joy, but when his soul power sensed the Yin Yang Evil Saint, he found that the other party's soul had become noticeably weaker.

"Senior." Xiao Yan finally showed him a bit of respect.

"Hehe, I'm already a dead man. Using this remaining soul power to cultivate a successor was already part of my plan. You don't need to thank me." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's voice revealed a carefree attitude.

"Keep moving forward, you are about to encounter a truly terrifying secret!" The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's voice carried a hidden meaning.

"What secret could frighten my Xiao Clan's imperial son? Could it be a Dou Di expert? I've even seen a living Dou Di, let alone a little secret of a Dou Di." Xiao Yan curled his lip and continued forward.

Every time he walked a certain distance, he would feel a violent killing intent spreading through his heart again, but whenever he was about to give up, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint behind him would always provide a timely beam of light.

After several times, Xiao Yan felt that his soul power was becoming purer and purer. This was not an increase in quantity, but a qualitative leap.

If one cultivates diligently for a year or two, one should be able to break through to the advanced seventh rank.

As these beams of clear light were released, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's soul became slightly more ethereal.

Each ray of pure light that cleanses Xiao Yan's soul is a part of his soul's origin.

Finally, after passing through the endless black fog, a ray of light appeared in front of Xiao Yan.

Before them stood yet another identical Yin-Yang altar.

However, the scene inside the altar made Xiao Yan's scalp tingle.

In the center of the Yin-Yang altar, a monster over two meters tall sat.

The monster was covered in red fur, its limbs were swollen and bulging, and its black fingernails were sharp and pointed. Its face was ferocious and terrifying, like a demon that had emerged from the abyss.

The most eerie thing is that his blood-red eyes are staring at you.

The moment he met those eyes, a chill ran down Xiao Yan's spine. Through those eyes, he seemed to see endless eeriness and misfortune.

The next moment, streaks of red hair began to grow from his body.

"Roar!" Xiao Yan let out a deep roar, and bone spurs began to protrude from his fingers, gradually turning into claws.

"Wake up!" The voice of the Yin-Yang Evil Saint rang in his ear, and another beam of clear light fell.

After his soul was cleansed by this clear light, Xiao Yan regained his clarity and looked at the red-haired monster with apprehension.

The fact that a mere corpse could cause such bizarre things to happen to one's body only intensifies the fear of the unknown.

However, when he looked up at the top of the ancient monster's head, he saw two fish, one black and one white, swimming around.

"Yin, Yin-Yang Twin Flames?" Xiao Yan's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Not bad, this one is the real Yin-Yang Twin Flames." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint's chuckled voice rang out.

"What about the sunny side?"

"That's also a Yin-Yang dual flame!"

"You actually possess two Yin-Yang Flames?" Xiao Yan looked at the Yin-Yang Evil Saint with some surprise.

"No, the Yin-Yang dual flames on the sunny side are indeed real, but they are just a small flame."

He paused, a strange smile appearing on his face, and said, "A special kind of sub-fire."

"So, the medicine you're giving me is a counterfeit?"

"You can understand it that way," Yin Yang Evil Saint said with a slight smile. "Let's not worry about that for now. I think you should deal with the immediate crisis first."

"The crisis before us?" Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback. When his gaze swept across the altar, he was surprised to find that the bizarre monster had slowly stood up.

In an instant, Xiao Yan's scalp began to tingle.

"What kind of monster is this? If it charges out, I'm doomed!"

"This is."

After a moment of silence, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint revealed a complex and hesitant expression.

"This is my corpse!"

I've been under immense pressure from exams these past few days, so I've only been able to update once a day. I apologize to everyone and hope you can understand.

(End of this chapter)