Damn!
Finally, the battle is over!
Seeing Qian xunji swiftly leaving and not returning for a long time, Ye Yang let out a sigh of relief.
In this battle, he killed six Soul Saints, one Level 85 Soul Douluo, and one Title Douluo at Level 94.
The Level 87 Soul Douluo also died because of him.
In addition, the Ghost Shadow at Level 89, the Chrysanthemum Douluo at Level 91, and Qian xunji at Level 95 all suffered heavy injuries and terrible backlash from their shattered Martial Souls caused by him.
It was like an unbreakable karmic cycle. Qian xunji didn't hunt down Ah Yin, nor did he fight Tang Hao, but he was still severely injured.
The two Title Douluos accompanying him, one died and the other was seriously injured.
The rest of the powerful members of the Martial Soul Hall also suffered heavy losses.
The outcome was the same as in the original story.
This was the most intense battle that Ye Yang had experienced since his cultivation journey and the only time he fought against humans.
After a brief recovery, Ye Yang stood up and scanned his surroundings with his spirit power.
Fortunately, this was the outer area of the forest, and the intense battle between powerful beings made all the soul beasts flee, so no one dared to take advantage of the situation.
If it were in the core area, it might have been different.
Ye Yang approached the remains of the Level 85 Soul Douluo, who had been blasted into pieces, and saw a set of large, white, and creepy teeth.
It was like taking a pair of teeth from a snake as thick as a bucket.
A special tooth soul bone.
"Tch, I can't use this kind of trash soul bone either."
Ye Yang picked up the soul bone and felt it was disappointing.
Now, even a soul bone of several tens of thousand years seemed like garbage to him.
If others were to find out, they would surely be speechless.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 50,000-year Giant Rock Python Tooth Soul Bone, reward: 50,000 points]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for severely injuring Qianxun JI and the Martial Soul Hall, indirectly establishing karma with Tang San, karma value +3]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for the fierce battle, allowing the host to undergo another independent transformation, evolution points +200]
Evolution points!?
Ye Yang didn't care much about the increase in points and karma value.
But these evolution points came at just the right time!
At this moment, Ye Yang's bloodline level was 94.
However, many powerful soul beasts with strong bloodlines could only provide him with three to five evolution points.
This made the progress of his bloodline advancement slower and slower.
Now that 200 evolution points had arrived, he quickly leveled up twice, reaching Level 96!
"Only four more levels until Level 100, the true transformation into a Blue Silver Emperor!"
"Once I become a Blue Silver Emperor, I can confidently break through to the Hundred Thousand Year level!"
The advancement of his bloodline level allowed Ye Yang's injuries and cultivation to recover faster.
Especially the broken Eight Spider Lances, which quickly healed, with some debris being expelled and shed.
The new Eight Spider Lances had a deeper color and a metallic sheen, undergoing a small transformation once again.
After quickly recovering some of his injuries and soul power, Ye Yang swiftly left the area.
"Ah Yin! Ah Yin! Ah Yin!"
His consciousness sank into the depths of his mind, calling Ah Yin quickly.
As a Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin could sense all the Blue Silver Grass in the entire Star Dou Forest.
The stronger her power, the deeper her perception.
Especially towards Ye Yang, even though she didn't use the Blue Silver Domain, under Ye Yang's continuous mental calling, she had some kind of connection.
Soon, Ye Yang received Ah Yin's response, which instantly relieved him.
But immediately, a killing intent surged within him.
This long-distance mental communication was not a spiritual transmission; it was more like a deep soul connection with some subconscious communication, but not actual conversation.
Ye Yang could only sense that Ah Yin and the others were in a safe state.
However, the dozen or so Soul Saints chasing after them were still pursuing!
"If it weren't for your ruthless and shameless Pope, I would have killed all of you."
"Just because of a few trash Soul Saints, you dare to intrude deep into the forest and pursue us!"
"Seeking death!"
Ye Yang coldly snorted, brandishing his Eight Spider Lances, taking long strides as he swiftly dashed towards the distance!
To go even faster, after leaping in the air, he used his Snake Tail Soul Bone to forcefully support or push off the tree trunk, accelerating his body once again.
As for the leaves, they cleared the path ahead, pushing aside the vines, bushes, and grass.
...
In the Mixed Zone.
There were countless thousand-year soul beasts, and quite a few ten-thousand-year soul beasts as well.
The soul beasts with considerable strength quickly sensed the danger and evaded.
However, there were also some soul beasts that considered themselves strong, lurking and waiting for an opportunity to take advantage.
But soon, even they fled in fear.
Because they felt the terrifying pressure that spread to the depths of their souls, almost intangible but still there.
One hundred thousand-year soul beasts!
And there were three of them!
For them, that meant the supreme kings!
Even though they appeared as humans and didn't emit the terrifying aura of a hundred thousand years, they still commanded immense respect.
In addition, chasing after them were more than a dozen human experts.
Human Soul Saints were at least equivalent to soul beasts of thirty thousand years or more.
Some peak Soul Saints could even match those of fifty to sixty thousand years.
In the Mixed Zone, there were very few soul beasts that could contend with human Soul Saints.
With a dozen Soul Saints, unless they encountered special soul beasts, they could dominate the Mixed Zone.
Crash!
The Blue Silver Grass suddenly grew wildly, with long leaves that entwined around the foot of a Soul Saint.
"Hmph!"
However, with a stomp of his foot, the Soul Saint not only killed the Blue Silver Grass, but even cracked the ground beneath, as if it had been bombed by a grenade.
A Soul Saint was already an advanced Soul Master.
Even the Martial Soul Temple was a major power and should not be underestimated.
Only Ye Yang would consider a Soul Saint to be garbage.
Whoosh!
A blue-silver spear with golden stripes thrust towards the Soul Saint.
His expression changed, and his seventh soul ring shimmered as he activated his Martial Soul Avatar to deal with it with all his might.
And one of his teammates by his side also made a quick move.
Although Ah Yin was only level 69, her Blue Silver Tyrant Spear was extremely formidable.
Even if she wasn't as strong as Ye Yang, she could severely injure a Soul Saint.
Among the fourteen pursuing Soul Saints, one died and one was heavily injured, giving them a profound lesson.
But it also gave them experience.
As long as two Soul Saints worked together, they could contend.
The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear was barely at the level of an early-stage Soul Douluo.
Moreover, as time passed, Ah Yin's energy consumption had fallen to the peak of the Soul Saint level.
And Ah Yin's various restraints and sneak attacks at most caused them some minor troubles and delayed them for a bit.
Only the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear could make them take it seriously, but it was too single-minded.
"Sister Blue, you won't be able to create distance by taking us along."
"Take Little Dance and leave, she'll be able to escape safely, and I'll have no regrets even if I die."
"And then, hurry and go rescue that Blue Silver King."
Seeing that more than ten Soul Saints were still chasing closely behind them, Little Dance's mother once again felt hopeless.
Moreover, she also understood Ah Yin's concern for the Blue Silver King, who had risked his life to save her and her daughter.
Ah Yin clenched her lips, a serious expression on her soft and beautiful face.
She firmly shook her head and said, "No!"
"He told me to take you away, so I must save you."
"Besides, as long as we delay a bit more time, he will come to save us!"
"Sister Bai, you have to believe in him!"
Little Dance's mother sighed and said, "I didn't expect that your Blue Silver Grass clan would not only produce an emperor of a hundred thousand years like you."
"Now, another exceptionally talented younger generation prodigy has appeared."
She hesitated for a moment and cautiously asked, "He couldn't possibly be your direct descendant, right?"
"Your son?"
At this critical moment, Ah Yin blushed suddenly upon hearing this.
Her son!?
"He's not!"
She hurriedly denied.
"He...he is..."
But how to describe Ye Yang's identity, or rather the relationship between herself and him, made Ah Yin feel extremely awkward.
Little Dance's mother, as someone who had been through similar experiences, immediately understood.
"Ah! It's Yang-ge! Yang-ge contacted me!"
Just then, Ah Yin suddenly sensed the resonance in Ye Yang's heart, and she couldn't help but shout out in excitement.
The worries that had been weighing on her heart instantly vanished.
Uh... Yang-ge?
Little Dance's mother looked at Ah Yin with a somewhat strange expression.
Ah Yin snapped back to her senses, her face even redder with embarrassment.
"Cough, that's really great. Let's hold on a bit longer."
Little Dance's mother also let out a sigh of relief, quickly changing the subject to ease the awkwardness.