Chapter 107: Annihilating the Soul of a Strong Cultivator

Inside the cave, Yang Tian had been hiding in the Golden Crow Divine Furnace, consuming a tremendous amount of blood energy. If not for the nearly million ancient pills in his Void Ring, he would have long been unable to hold on.

Yang Tian's soul force continuously scanned his physical body, capturing traces of a strange energy, but he could not break it. Moreover, that trace of energy did not stay fixed in one place, causing Yang Tian great distress.

"I wonder if this will work?" His gaze turned to his sea of consciousness, where the Ancestral Dragon Ring floated as if eternal and unmoving, beside it a dragon-shaped jade pendant, and below it densely packed "War" characters.

Yang Tian's mind sank into the Ancestral Dragon Ring, continuously transmitting strands of will. The Ancestral Dragon Ring was his greatest reliance, though he did not know how to drive it. Now he had to take a gamble, or he would be caught sooner or later.

He did not know how long passed...

After continuously communicating his will, and with the massive consumption of blood energy, just as Yang Tian was about to give up, the Ancestral Dragon Ring suddenly emitted a tremor.

"Did it succeed?" His eyes brightened, Yang Tian poured his will with all his might until the tremor grew stronger, and the Ancestral Dragon Ring suddenly shook violently.

Roar! A small pitch-black dragon emerged from the Ancestral Dragon Ring, its dark eyes sweeping over Yang Tian's physical body. Then it opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of black mist, which shot forward.

At that moment, as the black mist touched Yang Tian's skin, a streak of ethereal light was driven out. Just as the small black dragon was about to swallow it,

Bang! The ethereal light suddenly burst into radiance, a surge of soaring energy rushed out of the body, shattering the surrounding rocks into dust. The fluctuation emitted by the ethereal light abruptly intensified.

"Not good." Yang Tian's expression changed drastically. He had not expected this strange energy to break out of his body. This fluctuation would surely attract them. Just as Yang Tian was about to flee, the small black dragon suddenly moved.

"Little beast, how dare you!" In the distance, the crystal ball in Gu Qi's hand suddenly blazed with intense light. He instantly turned his head, staring at the ethereal light erupting ahead, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Roar! The small pitch-black dragon was enraged. It roared to the sky, and several clouds of black mist surged out, directly enveloping the ethereal light.

A large patch of mist twisted violently, emitting extremely powerful fluctuations. Yang Tian could clearly sense the might of the ethereal light diminishing. After ten breaths, the black dragon returned to the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

"Finally broken." Exhaling a breath, Yang Tian's tense mind slowly relaxed. But before his mind could fully recover, a sound of something breaking through the air came from afar.

"Without anything to guide you, let's see how you catch me." Yang Tian sneered, and his figure immediately flickered, like a leopard, darting forward.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a jade gourd slowly descended. Gu Qi stepped down from it, his icy gaze fixed on the cave.

"Little beast, you dare toy with me." A shadow of gloom crossed his face. Gu Qi clenched his fist, slowly walked to the cave entrance, and let out a cold laugh.

"Come out." He punched out, and the entire cave collapsed, dust and smoke rising. Gu Qi, as if gone mad, furiously attacked the boulders ahead.

"If you come out now, I'll spare you some physical pain..." After attacking for a while without finding Yang Tian's body, Gu Qi's face turned icy cold as he continuously overturned the earth.

The entire ground trembled. Gu Qi did not let a single stone go unbroken, crushing them all, like a madman.

"Go on, hit hard, better yet smash this mountain to pieces." From far away, Yang Tian leaped onto a high mountain, looking into the distance. Seeing Gu Qi's frenzied state, he grinned and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Ao wu..." Xiao Bai leaped onto Yang Tian's shoulder, baring its teeth, its big black eyes flashing with disdain, the small bell around its neck ringing incessantly.

"If he knew I was here, would he want to crawl into a hole right now?" Patting Xiao Bai's head, Yang Tian smiled slyly.

"Find a place to recover my cultivation. I'll have some fun with you all in the next few days." Yang Tian sneered coldly, found a spot to carve out a cave, and entered a state of seclusion.

Time flew by...

Night fell, and the quiet mountain range suddenly became restless. Roars of beasts rang out from time to time as countless ferocious beasts came out to hunt, making the outer region lively.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian's entire body emitted a starlight luster, his external aura extremely vigorous. With a large accumulation of pills, Yang Tian's strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Yang Tian's entire body seemed dreamlike, starlight dancing, occasionally drilling into his skin and flesh, tempering his body.

"I didn't expect that after being severely injured by that old woman last time, my cultivation is about to break through to the fifth level of Blood Refining." Yang Tian opened his eyes, sensing a restless trend in the river of blood energy, and couldn't help but smile.

Rumble! Yang Tian slowly stood up and threw a punch. The vacuum trembled, his muscles vibrated, and a faint starlight radiated, a sign of abundant energy.

After practicing a set of fist techniques, Yang Tian sat cross-legged. In his hand appeared a Void Ring, very ancient, obtained from the Martial Dao Mountain.

Yang Tian held the Void Ring in his hand, looking indecisive. His gaze fixed on the ring, flickering intensely. At this moment, he was uncertain.

"I think I'd better forget it. Ancient cultivators had astonishing divine abilities. If there's some trap inside, it would be troublesome." After pondering for a while, Yang Tian shook his head slightly and put away the Void Ring.

Ancient cultivators had vast divine powers, their methods far beyond those of the present. Some souls could even survive into the modern age. If there were a soul clone inside, Yang Tian would likely face a life-or-death crisis.

Then, two artifacts appeared beside him: the Yin-Yang Unified Divine Furnace and the Qianyuan Cauldron, each now only an inch in size.

"The Yin-Yang Unified Divine Furnace requires yin and yang energy to unleash its maximum power. This artifact is out of the question." After thinking for a moment, Yang Tian set aside the Yin-Yang Unified Divine Furnace.

"Although the Qianyuan Cauldron has weak offensive power, its defensive power is astonishing, which suits me. Though the Golden Crow Divine Furnace has overwhelming power, it's not suitable for use; it consumes too much blood energy. The Qianyuan Cauldron is just right."

Looking at the cauldron with three legs and two ears, its body was purple-gold, engraved with flowers, birds, fish, and insects, exuding a vivid spiritual aura.

Holding the Qianyuan Cauldron, a smile spread across Yang Tian's face. At the same time, a strand of soul force surged out and drilled into the Qianyuan Cauldron.

The interior of the cauldron was purple-gold. Yang Tian's soul force rushed toward the deepest part of the Qianyuan Cauldron. For such a treasure on the verge of evolving into a Dao artifact, there was a small space in the core area. By imprinting soul force there, one could control it freely.

A space a hundred zhang in size, gray and hazy. Yang Tian's soul force roamed inside. When he saw the figure sitting cross-legged in the center, Yang Tian's gaze suddenly turned icy cold.

Inside the Qianyuan Cauldron, an illusory old man sat cross-legged, as tall as an adult, with clear features and a ruddy complexion. This was a soul body.

The aura emanating from him was terrifying; even Yang Tian's soul force felt a deep palpitation. The old man was like a great river, and Yang Tian's soul body was but a single drop of water.

The seated old man seemed to sense something and opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon a wisp of soul force. With a cold smirk, he waved his hand in the air, and a streak of black light shot forth.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the Qianyuan Cauldron in Yang Tian's hand instantly fell, a pallor spreading across his face as a piercing pain struck his heart.

"What can I do?" Shaking his head, Yang Tian's eyes flickered wildly. He had never expected there to be another soul body inside—it must be a strongman from the ancient Li family.

Just as Yang Tian's thoughts were racing, a phantom figure appeared before him. The old man sneered coldly, "Who are you? Why is the Qianyuan Cauldron..."

As the old man spoke, his mouth grew clumsy. He looked around in disbelief, unable to believe what he saw, and rubbed his eyes.

"These are Star Essence Pills..." The old man exclaimed, staring at the mound of pills.

"How is this possible? Such spiritual herbs cannot survive in the outside world." Looking at the herbs before him, the old man grew frantic, pointing at a pile of rare herbs: "This... this... how can these herbs grow so fast?"

"It seems this old codger has no idea what's happening outside." Yang Tian stroked his chin. His physical body was not inside, which greatly reduced his fear of the old man.

"This is...?" At that moment, the old man's gaze fell upon four drops of Life Spring Water. He slapped his thigh fiercely, an extreme fervor surging in his eyes, and exclaimed, "This is actually Life Spring Water! How can this be..."

The old man's figure frantically roamed around. Seeming to realize something, he suddenly raised his hands and howled, "This is actually a space! Heaven has not been unkind to me!"

"This old fellow must be crazy." Scratching his head, Yang Tian felt a trace of panic. The Ancestral Dragon Ring was his greatest secret, and now it had been discovered.

"I have done countless good deeds in my life; the ancients did not deceive me..." The old man seemed mad, wailing and crying inside, snot and tears streaming down.

After who knows how long, the old man recovered from his extreme excitement. He walked up to Yang Tian, putting on a sanctimonious air with full effect.

"Young friend, from now on, this space is requisitioned by me. You can go die now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's hand suddenly moved. A black light dozens of feet long surged out, slashing toward Yang Tian's body.

Hum! Just as the black light reached Yang Tian's body, a dragon's roar exploded. A small pitch-black dragon roamed through the void and directly devoured the black light.

"What kind of ghost is this?" The old man was startled, a feeling of great ups and downs surging in his heart. Staring at the small black dragon, a trace of fear rose within him.

"A... weapon spirit... impossible..." The old man shook his head wildly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Roar..." The small black dragon roared, and a suction force suddenly surged out, instantly swallowing the old man's body into its mouth.

"That's... that's it?" Watching the small dragon smack its lips, looking unsatisfied, Yang Tian rolled his eyes. This manner was very similar to Xiao Bai's.

"Could this thing be the weapon spirit of the Ancestral Dragon Ring?" Yang Tian smacked his lips in disbelief. The old man's soul force was nothing before him; he seemed to be the master of this space.

"Since the divine soul was completely annihilated, there shouldn't be any information transmitted." Yang Tian pondered for a moment, then nodded. When the old man first saw him, he didn't recognize him at all, indicating that the divine soul power couldn't connect with the outside world.

"It seems I need to be more careful in the future. Perhaps that treasure contains a divine soul avatar..."

In a certain space, there was a vast mountain range. Divine patterns flowed on the mountains,凝聚ing a mysterious force that intertwined the endless mountains and rivers. This was a terrifying killing array capable of shaking powerful cultivators to death.

Five-colored radiance lingered over the mountains. The palaces on each mountain gave a ethereal, illusory feeling. Medicine gardens were随处可见 on the mountains, emitting astonishing medicinal fragrance, all guarded by powerful exotic beasts.

In a certain palace, a dozen figures were conversing inside. Seated at the head was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had a majestic bearing, sharp eyes that could see through people's hearts, and exuded a tremendous pressure.

Just then, an old man on the lower left side suddenly stiffened, spat out a mouthful of rebellious blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Elder, what happened?" The middle-aged man at the head frowned slightly at the sight of the old man spitting blood, and those nearby also changed expression.

"The divine soul inside the Qianyuan Cauldron was destroyed, and nothing was transmitted." The man called Elder took a deep breath, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, and said coldly.

A divine soul avatar being destroyed would take decades of cultivation to recover, and it also required a large number of treasures to restore it to its original state.

"Destroyed?" The people around changed color. Each of the Li family's elders was a War Emperor-level powerhouse with terrifying cultivation. A wisp of his divine sense was destroyed, yet he hadn't noticed any change, indicating that the opponent's cultivation was so terrifying that he annihilated his divine soul in one move.

"Any location?" After a moment of silence, the man at the head said slowly.

"No location. In the entire Eastern Continent, those who can directly destroy my divine soul avatar are few and far between. That little bastard must have a strange treasure." The elder said coldly, a bone-chilling killing intent emerging.

Because of Yang Tian, his two most favored grandsons had both been beaten up, and Li Hongtao was still in self-reflection, even stripped of his Holy Son status.

"This kid is really uncanny. I'm not worried about him having a strange treasure; if he has a powerful protector by his side, it will be troublesome." The middle-aged man at the head frowned.

"Regardless, Yang Tian must be captured." Several Li family members stood up, wanting to seize Yang Tian. They spoke with righteous indignation, but in truth, they sought the divine techniques and strange treasures.

"Yes, he must be caught. Yesterday, the Ancient Sacred Land sent people to the Ten Thousand Mountains. I suspect that little beast is inside the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Ten Thousand Mountains..." The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then his figure flickered and disappeared from the palace.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

After Yang Tian bound the Qianyuan Cauldron, he smiled sinisterly, picked up the Yin-Yang One Qi Divine Furnace, and infused a strand of divine soul power into it.

In a moment, Old Demon Wang was summoned by Yang Tian. His expression was similar to the old man's, and he was directly devoured by the small black dragon.

"It seems that after this little dragon devoured the divine soul power, the energy contained in its body surged greatly." Gazing at the place where the small dragon disappeared, Yang Tian said slowly.

After familiarizing himself with the control method of the Qianyuan Cauldron for a while, Yang Tian's figure disappeared from the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

"Time for revenge..." Standing at the cave entrance, Yang Tian smiled, and his body shot out violently in the direction where Gu Mo had last disappeared.