Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

As he spoke, he stepped forward and, in full view of everyone, directly embraced Cai Lin's slender waist, pulling her into his arms and gently patting her back.

At this moment, the serpent queen, who was once the most powerful woman in the world, was as docile as a kitten.

Ziyan and Caidie, who were standing to the side, both curled their lips and showed a hint of envy in their eyes as they watched this scene.

"Hmph, I knew it! My brother-in-law only has eyes for my sister!" Cai Die pouted, her tone sour.

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it." Zi Yan shrugged, her face saying, "I understand."

"Do you think everyone is as free as you? Your sister is the busiest one in our group. It's a miracle she even has time to fight."

Indeed, it's really not easy for a rainbow scale to grow.

As the busiest woman in Su Baichen's harem, she not only had to manage the affairs of the snake people, but also take care of Su Baichen's vast business and power network.

In order to balance the interests of all parties, she even went so far as to suppress the development of her own clan, just to maintain the delicate balance among the various forces.

She sacrificed so much for Su Baichen, even spending very little time with her daughter Ling'er.

Thinking of this, Su Baichen felt a pang of pity. He lowered his head and whispered in Cai Lin's ear, "You've worked hard. Let me handle the rest."

After speaking, Su Baichen turned around and his gaze fell back on Yao Tianxiao, who was practically kneeling on the ground.

"Since you are the clan leader, let's speak frankly." Su Baichen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an invisible sense of oppression that enveloped the entire area.

"Take us to the Yellow Springs Stele first. We only want what's inside. As for whether you live or die, that depends on your performance."

Yao Tianxiao trembled and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "My lord, please see the truth! My lord, please come with me! The Yellow Springs Stele and the Nine Nether Yellow Springs are both buried deep underground!"

As a former overlord who ruled over a region of magical beasts, he always understood one thing: in this world where strength reigns supreme, dignity? That thing is nothing but a fart in the face of absolute power.

Chapter 350 The Yellow Spring Demon Saint is relieved!

Deep within the earth's veins, dense energy almost materializes into magma, flowing slowly through the dark caves.

A cold pool with yellow blood-red veins stood silently, its water icy cold yet exuding a strange warmth from the depths of the netherworld.

Yao Tianxiao bowed respectfully, even with a hint of fear, to the four imposing figures behind him and said, "My lords, the legacy of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint is sealed here."

He arrived at the stone tablet beside the cold pool, which was covered in cracks but faintly exuded an aura of royalty. He dripped a drop of his blood onto it and then looked at the four people behind him.

"My soul power is too weak. Although I can open the stone tablet, I can never touch the true essence of the inheritance inside."

Before she could finish speaking, Zi Yan's signature spoiled voice rang out, her eyebrows furrowed: "You old fox, you dare to play us? You've wasted my time!"

"It's alright, it's alright." Su Baichen said calmly, a faint smile playing on his lips, as he gently patted Yao Tianxiao's tense shoulder.

"It is not your fault that you cannot receive the inheritance."

Yao Tianxiao felt a sense of relief and was about to show a fawning smile to thank those who had saved his life when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the top of his head, as if he had been hit hard by a tremendous force.

He looked up in alarm, only to meet the fleeting, chilling killing intent in Su Baichen's deep eyes.

"You're too weak, so... let's go."

Before he finished speaking, a vast and boundless Emperor-level soul power suddenly erupted, like an invisible giant hammer, directly slamming into the depths of Yao Tianxiao's sea of ​​consciousness.

The current patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan couldn't even let out a scream. His eyes instantly lost focus, his soul was shattered, and he collapsed to the ground, becoming nothing more than a breathing shell.

"Since the soul is already destroyed, it's perfect to leave it to Qinglin, who can slowly refine and control it using the Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil."

Su Baichen spoke in a calm tone, as if he had merely swatted an ant.

He casually tossed Yao Tianxiao aside, then turned his gaze to the ancient Yellow Springs Stele, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

This time, he held nothing back, unleashing his full power as an Emperor-level soul, transforming it into an invisible and intangible torrent of consciousness that instantly invaded the interior of the stone tablet.

In the space of the stone tablet, the world changes color.

The moment Su Baichen stepped in, this independent little world sensed the intrusion of the outsider.

Above the sky, dark clouds rolled, and countless bolts of yellow lightning, imbued with destructive energy, instantly coalesced and crashed down upon him.

However, facing this powerful lightning tribulation, Su Baichen neither dodged nor avoided it, and didn't even flinch at the hem of his clothes.

"Om-"

Just as the lightning approached within three feet of him, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, momentarily halting before vanishing into nothingness with a "sizzle".

This is the ultimate defense of an Emperor-level soul.

The lightning dissipated, but the crisis was far from over. A massive rift opened in the sky, and the thick yellow clouds were ripped apart by an enormous finger.

That finger, carrying the power to crush the earth, reached out from the clouds; it was none other than the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's signature fighting technique—the Yellow Spring Finger!

"A trivial skill."

Su Baichen chuckled softly, and a tiny sparkle of starlight appeared on his fingertip. The starlight seemed small, yet it appeared to contain the vastness of the entire galaxy.

"Seven Star Soul-Slaying Technique, First Form: Yao Guang".

A sword light, condensed to its extreme, shot into the sky and clashed fiercely with the overwhelming Yellow Spring Finger.

The sword light poured down like a galaxy, instantly piercing the giant finger and shredding it into countless points of light.

Before the aftershocks had subsided, Su Baichen suddenly leaped into the air and, without turning his head, swung his sword backward.

"Second move: Kaiyang".

"Boom!"

Right where he had been standing, a giant, withered yellow hand burst forth from the ground. Had he been even a fraction slower, this "Yellow Spring Palm" would have struck Su Baichen.

The sword light collided with the giant palm, creating ripples in space before both were ultimately annihilated.

"This is so boring, Senior Huang Quan. How long are you going to keep this test going?"

Su Baichen stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at a corner of this world. His voice was clear and resonant, yet carried an undeniable penetrating power.

The void twisted for a moment, and then a figure dressed in a bright yellow robe, with a blurred face but exuding overwhelming ferocity, slowly condensed into form.

Although it was just a remnant soul, the aura of a half-emperor in his previous life still caused this space to tremble slightly.

"Interesting, truly interesting." The remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint looked at Su Baichen, his tone full of amazement.

"I have been sitting in meditation for a thousand years, and I never expected that someone in the future would be able to cultivate their soul to the Emperor Realm! Moreover, you are still young, and your potential is limitless."

Facing this ancient behemoth, Su Baichen was not arrogant, but solemnly cupped his hands in greeting: "Junior Su Baichen greets Senior Huang Quan."

Although it is a remnant soul, it was once a half-emperor and deserves this respect.

"Enough, I'm long gone, so let's skip these formalities."

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint waved his hand, a hint of loneliness and relief flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that this inheritance has finally found its destined successor."

He flicked his finger, and a ball of light containing supreme mystery flew towards Su Baichen.

The ball of light entered his brow, and in an instant, a complete and domineering fighting technique—"Wrath of the Yellow Springs"—rushed into Su Baichen's mind like a river bursting its banks.

After receiving the inheritance, Su Baichen's expression changed slightly.

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint stared at him and asked softly, "It has been a thousand years since I died and disappeared. I wonder if any Dou Di powerhouses have been born in these thousand years?"

Su Baichen remained silent for a moment before truthfully replying, "Senior, in the past thousand years, not only has no Dou Di appeared on the continent, but even half-Emperor level experts have disappeared. In the present world, the late stage of Nine-Star Dou Sheng is already the peak."

"Hahaha... So that's how it is, so that's how it is!" The Yellow Spring Demon Saint laughed loudly, but there was a hint of sorrow in his laughter.

"Throughout my life I have been obsessed with the Emperor Realm, and even on my deathbed I believed that my talent was dull and I was destined to never fight an Emperor. Now it seems that it was not because of my lack of strength, but because the world was in a state of chaos!"

Su Baichen nodded, his gaze fixed intently on the remnant soul before him: "What you say is true, senior. What you lack is 'Origin Qi,' or more precisely, 'Emperor's Origin Qi.' Without this, the path to becoming a Dou Di is like water without roots."

“Origin Qi? Emperor’s Origin Qi…” The Yellow Spring Demon Saint murmured to himself, his turbid eyes bursting with unprecedented brilliance.

"So that's how it is! No wonder, no wonder I always felt that the bottleneck was insurmountable. It turns out that this crucial link was missing!"

He gave Su Baichen a deep look, as if he wanted to see hope for the future in this young man.

"Young friend, this is my life's collection, which I now give to you in the hope that you... will not let the legend of the Dou Di end in this world."

An ancient-looking storage ring traversed space and hovered in front of Su Baichen.

At the same time, the figure of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint began to become increasingly transparent.

"Take care, senior!"

"Keep it up, young man..."

His final words vanished with the wind, and the half-emperor who had once terrified the Central Plains was utterly reduced to nothingness in the space of the stone tablet he had guarded for a thousand years.

Only that golden sphere containing a trace of primordial essence floated quietly in place, radiating a heart-stirring life force, waiting for a new master to inherit it.

Chapter 351 A Rich Collection!

"It's unbelievable that a mere piece of news about the 'Origin of the Emperor' could make that arrogant half-emperor resolve his thousand-year-old grudge and willingly hand over his entire collection!"

Su Baichen was so excited at this moment that he almost wanted to roar to the sky.

He eagerly immersed his divine sense into the ancient storage ring. The next moment, even with his unwavering will, he couldn't help but stand there dumbfounded, his pupils contracting violently.

"Wow—!" (ω?)

Even with his strong inner strength, Su Baichen couldn't help but gasp in amazement at this terrifying wealth.

Inside the storage ring, the energy was so dense it was almost liquefied, with cultivation resources as large as small mountains suspended within it.

Scrolls of advanced martial arts techniques and combat skills were piled up like mountains, rare and ancient medicinal herbs exuded a refreshing fragrance, and various strange ores that had never been seen before shimmered with dazzling brilliance.

However, what made his heart pound the most was the several clumps of essence blood floating in the corner, carefully sealed away—each clump contained terrifying energy fluctuations, and was none other than the original essence blood left behind by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint!

The largest of them was about the same size as the blood essence in the remnant soul!

"The lifelong collection of a half-emperor is indeed terrifying!" Su Baichen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions.

However, what truly caught his eye and made his breath quicken was the faint, chaotic sphere of light deep within his storage ring.

"This is... wait, this aura..." Su Baichen cautiously touched it with his divine sense, and after a thorough investigation, he was struck dumb, his face instantly filled with disbelief.

"Holy crap! This is actually the control core of the Underworld!"

This is no ordinary relic; it is clearly the key to controlling the entire Yellow Springs Minor World!

After a brief moment of shock, Su Baichen was instantly overwhelmed with joy.