Chương 179: The Yellow Springs Divine Anger and the Demon Saint's Blood Essence!
The entire world was in turmoil! The remnant soul of the Demon Saint Huang Quan began to emit strange ripples around its body.
These ripples subtly converged into an immense, invisible figure, spanning over a thousand feet.
"As expected of the Demon Saint..." Gu Fei's expression was extremely serious.
In the next moment, the invisible true form of the Demon Saint, created from the sound waves, slowly lowered its head, locking its indifferent gaze on Gu Fei in the distance.
Its mouth gradually opened, and a syllable filled with ancient energy, like a thunder dragon piercing through layers of storm clouds, suddenly revealed its fierce appearance!
"Roar!"
With a single utterance, the space around them shattered inch by inch under the spreading sound waves. A nearly destructive soundwave blast surged forward at a speed faster than light.
At such a terrifying speed, Gu Fei had almost no time to form any defense!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The devastating soundwave instantly struck the colossal soul body of Gu Fei. His massive form, hundreds of feet tall, visibly shrank and became more ethereal at an alarming rate.
It was complete and utter annihilation! It seemed as if everything would be reduced to nothingness under the assault of that soundwave.
On the mountaintop, the remnant soul of the Demon Saint also slumped back onto his throne. His already phantom-like body became even more transparent.
Clearly, the earlier attack had drained a significant amount of his strength.
"Indeed, the Yellow Springs Divine Anger is a signature technique of the Demon Saint. Even a remnant soul possesses such power. I am impressed!" Gu Fei emerged, bathed in flames, unscathed by the ferocious attack.
"You are the first to withstand the Yellow Springs Divine Anger in all these years."
The remnant soul of the Demon Saint Huang Quan gazed at Gu Fei, a look of relief crossing his face as he leaned back against the throne.
At that moment, the remnant soul spoke with a touch of melancholy in his voice: "After countless years, this day has finally arrived..."
As his voice trailed off, he flicked his finger, sending out a wave of soul energy that hovered in front of Gu Fei.
When Gu Fei grasped that wave, streams of information quickly flooded into his mind.
It was the cultivation methods for the Yellow Springs Divine Anger, along with the Yellow Springs Finger and Palm techniques.
"Thank you for your generous gift, Senior Huang Quan," Gu Fei said, suppressing the joy in his heart as he respectfully bowed to the Demon Saint.
"My mission was to wait for someone who could defeat me and pass on my knowledge. Your soul has already reached the level required to cultivate the Yellow Springs Divine Anger..." the Demon Saint smiled faintly.
Then, he slowly opened his palm.
His phantom-like body suddenly emitted strands of pale golden liquid, which quickly condensed into a golden drop.
"I spent over a thousand years cultivating my soul, reaching the legendary God Realm, yet I still couldn't take that final step..." The Demon Saint's voice was filled with endless regret and unwillingness.
"Senior, you have achieved greatness, but due to unforeseen changes, it has become nearly impossible to obtain the necessary items for ascending to Dou God. It's a shame..."
"You know about this?"
The Demon Saint was somewhat surprised by Gu Fei's words. Even someone like him, who was close to becoming a Dou God, could only vaguely guess at such things and couldn't be certain.
"I know a little... Without that crucial item, it is nearly impossible to break through to the Dou God realm. Just like a thousand years ago, when the Xiao Clan's patriarch sacrificed the entire clan's bloodline, but still couldn't fully step into Dou God realm..." Gu Fei said slowly.
"Hearing this, the Yellow Springs Demon Saint felt a sense of relief and could only sigh at the workings of fate.
"Young one, if you could come here, it is fate. If you could withstand the Yellow Springs Divine Anger, it is ability. The Yellow Springs techniques are not passed on to mediocrity!"
"You, are not mediocre."
The golden blood was thrown out by the Demon Saint Huang Quan and gently landed in Gu Fei's palm.
"Thank you, Senior Huang Quan!"
Gu Fei cupped his hands in gratitude.
At this moment, the remnant soul of the Demon Saint, seated on the throne, was becoming increasingly ethereal.
"I hope that the techniques of this humble one will not fade into obscurity along with my demise..."
"Farewell, Senior!"
This remnant soul had existed for so many years by relying on the Demon Saint's blood essence. Now that the blood essence had left his body, the remnant soul finally reached its end and dissipated into the world.
"Sigh..."
Gu Fei sighed as well.
His ethereal form slowly faded away from this space.
...
"Dear, he's been gone for a while. Could he be in danger?" Cai Lin, standing on the altar, looked at Gu Fei's motionless body sitting on the stone platform, her brows furrowing slightly. According to Yao Ming, most people who entered the Yellow Springs Stele would come out within half an hour.
"Don't worry, Sister Cai Lin. Brother Gu Fei never does anything he isn't confident in!" Zi Yan was quite confident in Gu Fei.
Suddenly, the stele burst into a bright light, and a soul figure swiftly shot out, entering the body sitting on the stone platform under Cai Lin's delighted gaze.
"Husband, are you alright?" she asked with concern.
"I'm fine..." Gu Fei smiled and shook his head.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the stele.
The next moment, everyone saw a mouth shape slowly appear above the original finger and palm imprints, emitting a strange fluctuation.
"Yellow Springs Divine Anger!"
Seeing that mouth shape, Yao Ming was initially stunned, then his face lit up with joy.
He quickly extended his soul power, but before he could receive the information, a powerful shock slammed into his soul.
"Ugh!"
This fierce impact made Yao Ming spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Without a Heaven-realm soul, it's impossible to touch such a soul attack technique!"
Seeing Yao Ming's predicament, Gu Fei didn't mock him. Instead, he extended his hand, revealing a small drop of golden blood in his palm. "This is part of the Demon Saint's blood essence. As the guardian of this stele and the tribe leader, it's rightfully yours!"
"Haha, with this drop of Demon Saint blood essence, I'm confident I can reach the three-star Dou Saint level within three years..." Yao Ming joyfully stored the Demon Saint blood essence, brimming with happiness.
Afterward, Gu Fei informed Yao Ming about Cai Lin's plan to cultivate in the Nine Serene Springs.
"Chief Yao Ming, we'll be staying with the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe for a while. We may need to borrow your clan's Nine Serene Springs for cultivation!"
Gu Fei then glanced at Cai Lin, clearly intending to use the power of the springs to help Cai Lin complete her body-tempering process.
"Haha, that's no problem at all, Brother Gu Fei. Just be cautious, as the energy in the Nine Serene Springs is extremely cold," Yao Ming reminded with a smile.
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