BTTH : Emperor Yang

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Inside the strange space, heaven and earth seemed to collapse.

The entire space rippled violently like water, and within those trembling waves, the faint remnant soul of Demon Saint Huang Quan suddenly released peculiar ripples. Those ripples intertwined, faintly condensing into a towering, thousand-zhang-tall invisible figure.

If one looked closely, they would notice that this figure looked exactly the same as the remnant soul. Yet when facing this colossal, formless figure, Wei Yang and his companion felt as though they were confronting the entire world itself.

That sensation made the two clearly understand what it meant to be utterly insignificant and powerless.

”This is... the true form of Demon Saint Huang Quan?!”

Wei Yang inhaled sharply. He hadn’t expected that this single wisp of remnant soul could actually use soundwaves to reconstruct the true form of Demon Saint Huang Quan.

The invisible demon saint, formed entirely of sound, slowly lowered its head, its indifferent gaze locking onto Wei Yang and the other man from afar. Then its mouth gradually opened.

A single ancient syllable, as if it were the very first sound of creation, suddenly reverberated through the space.

Moo!

With that single utterance, the massive invisible true form collapsed instantly. Along with it, the strange space around them also began to fall apart. Visible to the naked eye, the space shattered inch by inch as the invisible soundwave expanded outward.

A near-apocalyptic soundwave blast surged forth, sweeping through everything at a speed even faster than light. This was the first time the two had ever witnessed an attack of such speed. Sound traveling faster than light — what kind of concept was that?

Before this terrifying speed, they practically had no time to react. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. The only option left... was to take it head-on.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The destructive soundwave landed on them the moment the ancient syllable left the demon saint’s mouth. It washed over the six-colored lotus and the black sun in a single sweep. Instantly, both the six-colored lotus and the black sun began to shatter.

Deep, muffled explosions resonated continuously as they collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was complete, overwhelming destruction — crushing everything without even a hint of resistance.

Unstoppable.

The soundwave surged like an invisible storm, sweeping across the world. Everything it touched was reduced to nothingness under its overwhelming impact.

Darkness descended here. Nothing remained.

Only a lone mountain peak stood tall amid the endless void of darkness. Upon that peak, Demon Saint Huang Quan collapsed back onto the throne. His already ethereal body turned even more transparent, clearly showing how much that earlier attack had drained him.

Demon Saint Huang Quan lifted his head, gazing into the pitch-black emptiness, and said slowly, ”Dead, are you? To fall beneath the Yellow Spring Divine Anger... count it as a blessing for you.”

At that moment—

”No wonder its Demon Saint Huang Quan’s ultimate technique. Just a single remnant soul using it still produces such terrifying power.”

”It’s truly hard to imagine what the scene must have been like when the real Demon Saint displayed it back then.”

Two voices drifted out from the dark void.

Hmm?

Demon Saint Huang Quan frowned, turning his gaze toward the voices. Two clusters of firelight suddenly appeared within the void.

One was a purple-brown flame carrying faint traces of eerie white. The other flickered endlessly between black and green, extremely strange and mystical. Then, the flames swelled.

They transformed once again into two hazy, ghostlike figures — Wei Yang and his companion, the very two who had seemingly been obliterated by Yellow Spring Divine Anger. Their soul forms burned with raging flames.

They stepped onto the void itself, approaching the mountain peak one step at a time, until they stood before Demon Saint Huang Quan. The purple-brown and black flames surged wildly around them, dispersing the surrounding darkness.

”I didn’t expect your Heavenly Flames to be strong enough to protect your soul origin from vanishing under the destruction of Yellow Spring Divine Anger.”

Demon Saint Huang Quan seemed surprised, but not overly so. In his remnant soul state, the Yellow Spring Divine Anger he unleashed was already weakened and lacked sustained power. On top of that, Heavenly Flames naturally weakened soul-type attacks.

”Even with your Heavenly Flames protecting you, I imagine your souls must have taken some serious damage, right?”

”We’re definitely feeling a bit weak. It’ll take at least ten days of rest before we can fully recover.” The two nodded, not bothering to put on a strong front.

To be honest, that earlier Yellow Spring Divine Anger had truly shaken them. If not for their powerful Heavenly Flames protecting them, they would’ve suffered severe injuries—real ones. But what frightened them the most... was the speed of that technique.

At that speed, no reaction could even take shape. They could only watch helplessly as the shockwave arrived.

Sound traveling faster than light—absolutely insane!

There was simply no time to respond.

”All these years, you two are the only ones who’ve managed to withstand the Yellow Spring Divine Anger.”

”You did it while in soul form.”

The remnant soul of Demon Saint Huang Quan stared at them for a long moment, then unexpectedly showed a rare smile. He leaned back against the throne, sounding both relieved and somewhat wistful. ”This day has finally come.”

”Senior, all we want is the cultivation method for Yellow Spring Divine Anger and the Demon Saint’s blood essence. We hold no other intentions,” Xiao Yan said with a relaxed smile.

”You’ve endured the Yellow Spring Divine Anger. Naturally, I’ll give you what you want.” Demon Saint Huang Quan did not object.

He flicked his finger, and two waves of soul energy shot out, floating in front of them.

Sensing those waves, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan hesitated briefly, then cautiously extended their spiritual senses to make contact. As soon as their senses touched it, the soul waves transformed into a massive stream of information, rushing into their minds.

Instantly, a complete cultivation method appeared in their consciousness. Countless ancient-looking characters filled their minds, bringing a surge of joy to both. Obtaining the Yellow Spring Divine Anger made this trip completely worth it.

From this moment on, they had another trump card.

A High-Level Heaven Grade soul technique!

They closed their eyes slightly, carefully absorbing the information. A moment later, they opened their eyes, exchanged a look, and smiled faintly.

Not only did the information contain the cultivation method for Yellow Spring Divine Anger, even Yellow Spring Finger and Yellow Spring Palm were included—bundled together as a complete set.

”Thank you, Senior Yellow Spring.”

The two cupped their fists toward Demon Saint Huang Quan and offered their thanks. Though they didn’t show much reverence. After all, just moments ago, they had been in a true life-and-death battle.

A real one. Who’s ever seen a senior give fortune like this—right after trying to kill you?

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