As he spoke, an ancient sword exuding a chilling aura appeared in Yao Lao's hand.
Plowing Spirit was a soul skill. Although the final weapon formed by the soul skill would take the shape of a sword, the specific form of the Plowing Spirit Sword varied depending on each person's soul and cultivation state.
The sword Yao Lao had condensed was a pale white ancient sword, with a skull on its hilt that radiated a soul-shaking aura.
Holding the Plowing Spirit Sword, Yao Lao's entire demeanor instantly transformed, as if he had become a divine sword capable of splitting the heavens.
Layers of sword energy were released, carving indelible marks into the cliffs of the surrounding mountains.
Xiao Yan gazed thoughtfully at Yao Lao. In truth, Yao Lao was the one who needed to be "sucked dry" for a few years to sober up.
Whether it was the desire for the Heavenly Flame Triple Transformation from the Burning Flame Valley or the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, the secret technique of the Wind Lightning Pavilion, Yao Lao seemed to think that as an eighth-tier alchemist, everyone should treat him like an ancestor.
Compared to the soul of the Four-Star Dou Zong Heavenly Flame Venerable, Yao Lao, who had been captured by a Six-Star Dou Zong-level Protector Wu, and who lacked any particularly outstanding Dou Techniques, truly fell short of his reputation as the continent's top alchemist.
Now, with his recent insights, Yao Lao had somewhat made up for these shortcomings, ensuring he didn't further tarnish his reputation.
"Flame Seal, open!" Xiao Yan shouted, forming hand seals. The flame mark between his eyebrows suddenly seemed to come to life.
Vast Dou Qi erupted from him. It was the first time Xiao Yan had mobilized so much Dou Qi, and his body couldn't help but tremble. His black hair fluttered, and in an instant, the aura he exuded was no less than that of any Dou Huang expert.
"The Flame Seal has undergone such a transformation!" Seeing Xiao Yan's power approaching that of a Dou Zong in an instant, Yao Lao tightened his grip on his sword, his heart filled with shock.
The Flame Seal had initially been developed as Xiao Yan's second Dou Qi vortex. It seemed that the cultivation speed of this second vortex far surpassed that of his internal vortex.
Not only that, but the injuries Xiao Yan had sustained from the Eight Extremities Sky Cannon had completely healed in the span of a few breaths.
It appeared that the "Immortal Body" effect of the Three Thousand Burning Flame had now been fully realized in Xiao Yan.
The damage from the Eight Extremities Sky Cannon, a technique comparable to an Earth-tier Dou Technique, could be healed in an instant.
Now, as long as Xiao Yan had a moment to catch his breath, he could return to his peak condition. Truly terrifying!
"My current strength is less than twenty to thirty percent of my peak. If I were to lose face in front of this little guy, it would be a great embarrassment." Yao Lao focused entirely, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.
"Swift Step Kill." Xiao Yan stomped heavily on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, vast Dou Qi surged out, condensing into a short blade.
Small Blade Steps! Watching Xiao Yan's flickering figure, although the specific moves differed from those he had used in the Tagor Desert, the essence remained the same.
Those fragmented steps were something Yao Lao still found astonishing to recall.
"Wild and Unrestrained!" Xiao Yan's elusive figure suddenly solidified as he closed in on Yao Lao, and the short blade in his hand revealed its full sharpness.
"Seven Mysteries of the Corpse God!" Yao Lao, holding the Plowing Spirit Sword, took a slow step forward. "Bone Nether Day and Night!"
In the blink of an eye, Yao Lao's figure transformed into a beam of light, shooting forward. Sword energy crisscrossed in all directions, as if he had used a cloning technique, instantly enveloping Xiao Yan in a net of sword shadows.
The blade moved with his heart. Although Xiao Yan's soul power had broken through to the high-level Mortal Soul Realm, far surpassing most alchemists, he could only block two or three of Yao Lao's sword shadows.
Then, several sword shadows almost simultaneously slashed across Xiao Yan's body, drawing blood.
Xiao Yan's breathing became momentarily erratic as he focused his gaze on Yao Lao, whose multiple figures had merged into one.
Although he had been beaten quite badly, he had already grasped the essence of Yao Lao's Seven Mysteries of the Corpse God—exquisite sword techniques, unpredictable and ghostly, difficult to fathom.
The "Immortal Body" created by the Three Thousand Burning Flame once again came into play. As the light rippled, Xiao Yan's injuries rapidly healed.
Understanding the essence of Yao Lao's soul skill, Xiao Yan casually dispersed the short blade formed by Dou Qi and retrieved the pitch-black Xuan Heavy Ruler from his storage ring.
Yao Lao's sword techniques were exquisite and unparalleled. In a contest of skill, Xiao Yan didn't believe he could gain the upper hand in a short time.
However, the Starry Sky Transformation focused all power into a single point, using sheer force to overcome skill. It was the perfect counter.
Slightly lowering his stance, Xiao Yan's body was enveloped in a mysterious starlight, and his aura surged once more. "Starry Sky Transformation, River of Stars Shift!"
Dou Qi surged like a raging river, continuously flowing into the Xuan Heavy Ruler. The heavy ruler's surface lit up in black and white, with strange patterns forming mysterious designs.
Under the illumination of the starry sky, Xiao Yan seemed to transform into a master, absorbing the power of the stars and adding threefold potency to his technique.
Another new technique! Seeing yet another new Dou Technique from Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, as his teacher, felt deeply gratified.
The Small Blade Steps were highly effective in dealing with low-level members of various factions. After being used repeatedly, they naturally gave rise to numerous variations.
Meanwhile, the Starry Sky Transformation, focusing all power into a single point, was often the best choice for a decisive move. Specific techniques included: Wolf Fang Pierces the Sky, River of Stars Shift, Heavenly Wolf Howls at the Sun, Thousand Wolf Shadows Pierce the Sky, and Ten Thousand Wolves Howl to the Heavens—each move stronger than the last.
Praising inwardly, Yao Lao slowly advanced toward Xiao Yan, the Plowing Spirit Sword in his hand radiating a pale white light.
The extremes of heat and cold were perfectly displayed at this moment. Although the area within a hundred miles of the mountain was scorching hot, snowflakes drifted down, and ice began to form.
"Seven Mysteries of the Corpse God, Bone-Soaked Sharpness!" Yao Lao's eyes flashed with pale white light as he swung the Plowing Spirit Sword. Sword energy surged in all directions, as if the heavens and earth would be split apart by this single strike.
The collision of two ultimate techniques produced a muffled thunderclap that erupted from the mountain peak. Surging pale white sword energy clashed with the black-and-white Xuan Heavy Ruler, locked in a stalemate.
The violent energy tore through the void, creating ripples that spread in all directions.
Xiao Yan grunted, using the force to retreat. The immense impact of his landing caused the ground to sink, and cracks appeared in the hard rock.
"Starry Sky Extreme Transformation." Xiao Yan shot into the night sky like a cannonball, releasing a sea of Dou Qi in an instant. The surging energy resembled ten thousand wolves howling at the heavens.
One became two, two became four, layer upon layer. In the blink of an eye, countless figures of Xiao Yan filled the night sky.
The energy of heaven and earth was drawn to its limit at this moment, strands of energy surging into the sky, forming a dazzling river of stars.
"Seven Mysteries of the Corpse God, Final Form: Plowing Spirit Buries the Moon!" Yao Lao moved faster than the eye could follow, appearing under the bright moon in an instant. His soul power surged forth, Murderous, and a bloody aura filled the air.
Xiao Yan held the Xuan Heavy Ruler horizontally in front of him and let out a deep shout: "Ten Thousand Wolves Howl to the Heavens!"
(End of Chapter)
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