Doupo: Marry a Young Doctor and Be Rewarded with Douhuang Cultivation

206: In the demonic fire space, dragons and tigers fight each other!“That young man is named Yao Tian, and he can already refine a ninth-grade treasure pill. That girl is his younger sister, Yao Ling; it is said that her Soul has the potential to advance to the Emperor Realm.”

Xun’er softly explained beside Xiao Ze. Before she finished speaking, she saw Yao Lao’s body suddenly tremble slightly, his gaze fixed on Yao Wan Gui, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, even his fingers tightening slightly.

“Teacher?” Xiao Yan noticed the abnormality and quickly supported Yao Lao.

Yao Lao took a deep breath, his voice hoarse to the point of being almost unrecognisable: “That’s Yao Wan Gui... It was he who, without distinguishing right from wrong, expelled me from the Medicine Clan on charges of colluding with the enemy and betraying the clan, and even crippled most of my Soul power!”

As soon as these words came out, a sharp glint flashed in Xiao Yan’s eyes, and the Dou Qi around him surged slightly.

Although Xiao Ze did not speak, the pressure of a Seven-Star Dou Sheng subtly enveloped Yao Wan Gui, and invisible ripples seemed to spread through the air.

Yao Lao was Xiao Yan’s mentor, and Xiao Yan’s affairs were the Xiao Clan’s affairs; he naturally would not stand by and do nothing.

Seeing this, Gu Nan Hai quickly and quietly pressed Xiao Ze’s arm, whispering: “Clan Chief Xiao Ze, it is not advisable to act rashly at this moment. The Medicine Clan and the Gu Clan are both among the Eight Ancient Clans; if we were to act now, it would only allow the Hall of Souls to reap the benefits.”

Xiao Ze took a deep breath, slowly reined in his pressure, and turned to Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, saying in a deep voice: “Today, let’s first resolve the matter of the Purification Lotus Demon Flame; the overall situation is more important. Afterward, if Yao Lao wishes to return to the Medicine Clan to seek justice, the Xiao Clan will support you.”

Yao Lao looked at the determination in Xiao Ze’s eyes, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and cupped his hands to Xiao Ze, saying: “Thank you, Clan Leader Xiao, for your understanding. This old man knows what is important.”

Xiao Yan also nodded, only able to suppress the anger in his heart.

He knew that his Third Brother was right; with the Hall of Souls eyeing them covetously, they absolutely could not disrupt the Alliance’s plan due to personal grudges.

Yao Wan Gui on that side seemed unaware of the undercurrents here. His gaze swept over the direction of the Hall of Souls, finally landing on Gu Nan Hai, his tone carrying a hint of doubt: “Elder Gu, is the Gu Clan truly unrelated to the disappearance of the Ling Clan?”

Gu Nan Hai’s expression darkened, and his voice grew several degrees colder: “Yao Wan Gui, one must speak with evidence! The Gu Clan has no grievances with the Ling Clan; why would we exterminate their entire clan? It is the Hun Clan, on the other hand, that has been secretly annexing small and medium-sized forces these past years. Why don’t you go ask the Hall Master of the Soul Hall?”

Yao Wan Gui sneered but said no more.

Clearly, the mystery of the Ling Clan’s disappearance had already created deep rifts between the Eight Ancient Clans, leading to mutual suspicion and difficulty in trust.

Immediately after, the teams from the Lei Clan and the Shi Clan also arrived successively.

Lei Ba, who led the Lei Clan, was a Three-Star Dou Sheng, with violent lightning entwined around him, each step bringing a thunderous roar.

Shi Jian of the Shi Clan was a Four-Star Dou Sheng, his face as hard as rock, exuding an indestructible aura.

Upon seeing the Gu Clan and Xiao Ze’s group, they did not approach, merely stopping in the distance, their gazes cautiously scanning the entire scene.

Clearly, they were wary of all parties.

However, Xiao Ze did not mind, for even the strongest among these people were only Five-Star Dou Sheng, mere ants before his Seven-Star Dou Sheng strength.

This waiting lasted for nearly three hours. The cracked space expanded from several feet to dozens of feet, with faint strange sounds emanating from it, finally stopping at a hundred-foot range, where a milky-white halo quietly formed.

The moment the halo appeared, the temperature of the heavens and earth instantly soared a hundredfold. All the strong individuals present suddenly opened their eyes, and even the distant Hall Master of the Soul Hall slowly rose, his gaze fixed on the halo.

“It’s time to move,” Xiao Ze spoke first, the aura of a Peak Seven-Star Dou Sheng subtly spreading, protecting Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, Xun’er, and others behind him.

He turned to Xiao Yan, instructing: “Fourth Brother, you lead Yao Lao and the Alliance members to follow. Zi Yan, Xun’er, and I will scout ahead. This Demonic Flame space is bound to be strange; I will go first to break through the traps.”

Xiao Yan nodded. He understood his Third Brother’s strength and knew that someone was needed to stabilize the rear at this moment.

Yao Lao also stepped forward, handing over a Soul Guiding Jade: “Clan Chief Xiao, this jade can sense the surrounding Soul fluctuations. If you encounter an illusion, you can use it to steady your mind.”

Xiao Ze took the jade talisman and, along with Zi Yan and Xun’er, swept towards the halo.

The moment they passed through the halo, a scorching sensation rushed towards them, and the scene before their eyes abruptly changed.

An endless sea of milky-white flames, its high temperature distorting space, as if even the air was about to ignite.

Zi Yan frowned, her Dragon Emperor power condensing into a shield, yet it still felt slightly hot from the intense heat.

Xun’er also activated the Gu Clan’s Sacred Qi, barely resisting the heatwave.

Only Xiao Ze remained calm, his vast Dou Qi merging with exotic flames, forming an invisible barrier that completely isolated the high temperature. Even the surrounding milky-white flames dared not approach him by half a step.

“This sea of flames is the catalyst for the illusion.” Xiao Ze’s gaze was sharp, and his Emperor Realm Soul power spread out, instantly penetrating the surface of the sea of flames.

In his eyes, the so-called “sea of flames” was merely layers upon layers of Soul mist, specifically designed to stir up emotional fluctuations in people’s hearts, allowing the Purification Lotus Demon Flame to take advantage.

He raised his hand and waved, his vast Dou Qi transforming into several sharp blades, tearing through the mist ahead. “Stay close to me; do not be affected by the illusion.”

Zi Yan and Xun’er quickly followed, proceeding along the path Xiao Ze had opened.

Along the way, illusions occasionally appeared: either the tragic scene of the Hall of Souls slaughtering the Xiao Clan, or the sorrow of loved ones perishing. However, Xiao Ze’s Soul had already been tempered to the nascent Emperor Realm, and he possessed the ancient Bloodline of the Xiao Clan. As soon as these illusions appeared, they were shattered by the Dou Qi around him.

Even Zi Yan couldn’t help but exclaim: “Your Soul strength is so great that you can directly break through the illusions of the Purification Lotus Demon Flame?”

Xiao Ze smiled faintly: “They are just petty tricks to stir up emotions. The real danger is yet to come.”

After about fifteen minutes of travel, the mist ahead suddenly surged, and three dark figures appeared out of thin air—it was the Hall Master of the Soul Hall and two of his attendants.

Within the dark shadows, the Hall Master of the Soul Hall slowly raised his hand, and black mist condensed into an illusory figure.

It was Xiao Zhan’s Soul body!

“Xiao Ze, all your Xiao Clan disciples died because of you. If you don’t surrender, I will make this old man’s Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!”

Both Zi Yan and Xun’er’s expressions changed, and even Xiao Yan, who was rushing from afar, his pupils constricted, his internal Dou Qi almost losing control.

But Xiao Ze sneered, his vast Dou Qi suddenly surging: “Such a petty trick, do you dare to show off before me?”

He condensed a Soul Qi at his fingertip and shot it directly at the illusory figure of “Xiao Zhan.” The moment the illusion touched the Qi, it dissipated with a bang, and the three dark figures also turned into mist.

This was merely an illusion fabricated by the Purification Lotus Demon Flame, actually attempting to manipulate his emotional fluctuations by using Xiao Zhan.

Unfortunately, with Xiao Ze’s current strength, a small illusion was nothing more than that!

“Third Brother!” Xiao Yan and Yao Lao also arrived at this moment. Seeing Xiao Ze safe and sound, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Lao looked at the gradually dissipating mist around them, exclaiming: “Clan Chief Xiao can actually directly break through the Nightmare Heavenly Mist. This Soul strength is truly terrifying!”

Xiao Ze shook his head, his gaze directed forward: “The real test is still ahead. Beyond this mist, there should be the checkpoints set by the Demonic Flame.”

As soon as his voice fell, the space ahead violently fluctuated, and countless figures, their bodies burning with milky-white flames, surged out of the crack. They were the Fire Slaves refined by the Purification Lotus Demon Flame.

The lowest among them were of Dou Zun strength, and their numbers reached several thousands.