Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Emperor Yan, who suffered a blowCao Ying, having gained the upper hand, showed no mercy. Her beautiful eyes glinted with killing intent, and her voice, full of accusation, echoed through the cave: ”Old man!

I’ll give you one chance: leave this boy’s body immediately!

Forcibly occupying another’s body and employing such sinister tricks, could it be that you are one of the Hall of Souls?”

”Nonsense!” Yao Chen reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly enraged, his soul power surging violently with his agitated emotions.

”You are the Hall of Souls! Your whole family is the Hall of Souls!”

He had been harmed by the Hall of Souls, his physical body destroyed, barely clinging to life. What he hated most in this life was being associated with the Hall of Souls.

Cao Ying’s words were like a dagger to his heart.

In his fury, Yao Chen no longer cared about the consumption. His vast soul power poured out without reservation, and the bone-white flame surged again, forcefully resisting the advance of the golden-green sea of fire.

The two terrifying forces of the exotic flames violently clashed and eroded each other within the confined cave. The scorching high temperature baked the surrounding stone walls until they were red and soft.

The entire cave began to deform, as if it could melt and collapse at any moment.

”Xiao Yanzi!”

Yao Chen’s urgent voice rang out in Xiao Yan’s mind, ”This woman is troublesome; her cultivation technique and exotic flame are both extremely unusual!

I, your master, must use power close to a Dou Zong to forcibly tear open a path for you to leave. Afterward, I will fall into a deep slumber. From now on, you’ll have to rely on yourself!

You must find a treasure to nourish your soul. The matter of the exotic flame... put it aside for now!”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan’s face instantly turned pale, and he urgently replied in his mind: ”Teacher! No!”

Just as Yao Chen’s soul power was burning fiercely,

and was about to break through a certain critical point,

a calm and indifferent voice suddenly clearly reached everyone’s ears amidst the tumultuous clash of flames:

”Junior Shen Wen of the Pill Tower greets Venerable Yao.”

The next moment,

the power of the Flame Ancestral Symbol spread from within Shen Wen’s body. A supreme majesty, towering above all flames, instantly enveloped the entire cave.

The Green Lotus Core Flame and the Bone Chilling Flame, which had been fiercely clashing, were as if forcibly pressed down by an invisible large hand, their intensity suddenly waning.

The Bone Chilling Flame, in particular, swayed violently, its bone-white light rapidly dimming, almost to the point of extinction.

Although Cao Ying’s Green Lotus Core Flame was also suppressed, the impact was clearly much smaller.

Cao Ying was fully channeling her flame when she suddenly pulled back, her beautiful eyes wide, looking at Shen Wen. Her tone was filled with surprise and doubt: ”Venerable Yao? The one inside this young man... is Venerable Yao Chen?”

As someone from a core family of the Pill Tower, how could she not know of this legendary figure who once made a name for himself in the Central Plains,

and was even regarded as a formidable rival and friend by the current Dan Ta Three Giants?

It was just rumored that he had perished many years ago, and even his close friend, Wind Venerable, couldn’t find a trace of him.

Who would have thought he would be hiding in a small Dou Practitioner’s ring in this Northwest Continent?

She immediately dispersed the surging Dou Qi around her and retracted her combat stance.

She respectfully cupped her hands towards ”Xiao Yan,” who was possessed by Yao Chen, her voice showing the deference due from a junior: ”Junior Cao Ying of the Cao family greets Venerable Yao!”

Yao Chen, controlling Xiao Yan’s body, his ethereal soul form appeared somewhat unstable due to the intense emotional fluctuations.

He stared intently at Shen Wen and Cao Ying, his voice carrying the deep vigilance of one who had experienced betrayal: ”People from the Pill Tower? Hmph, without concrete proof, how can you expect me to believe you?”

Shen Wen slowly stepped forward, standing beside Cao Ying, his gaze calmly meeting Xiao Yan’s eyes.

A faint smile played on his lips: ”Venerable Yao, if we were truly members of the Hall of Souls, given your current state,

and the situation when my wife exchanged blows with you just now, do you think... you would still be standing here safely, talking to us?”

The meaning in his words was crystal clear.

If they harbored ill intentions, they could have teamed up during his fierce battle with Cao Ying, when his soul power was severely depleted, and easily dealt with his remnant soul.

Yao Chen fell silent for a moment.

The severe soul consumption from the possession and the irrefutable logic in the other party’s words caused his taut nerves to relax slightly, but the condensed power did not immediately dissipate, still maintaining maximum vigilance.

Shen Wen did not offer further explanation. He simply flipped his palm, and an ancient token appeared in his hand.

The token was neither gold nor wood, and a profound and vast aura flowed from it—a supreme pressure that transcended all beings, which ordinary people could not even imitate.

”This item, Venerable Yao should recognize.”

Under Yao Chen’s possession, Xiao Yan’s gaze suddenly froze, staring intently at the token, his illusory body trembling slightly with excitement.

How could he not recognize it?

That was one of the true pillars of the Pill Tower, Old Monster Lin’s unique token!

The innate aura of a Dou Sheng expert on it could not be faked. When he had advanced to Dou Zun back then,

he had been fortunate enough to receive a few words of guidance from Old Monster Lin and remembered this aura vividly.

His soul power receded like a tide, Xiao Yan’s eyes regained clarity, and control of his body was returned.

At the same time, a slightly ethereal, aged figure drifted out from the black ring; it was Yao Chen’s soul body.

He looked at Shen Wen with complicated emotions, his voice tinged with reminiscence and a hint of imperceptible excitement: ”You... what is your relationship with Elder Lin?”

Shen Wen flipped his wrist, putting away the token, and said calmly but with undeniable weight: ”My teacher is Elder Lin. I am his only direct disciple.”

”Only... only direct disciple?” Yao Chen’s soul fluctuations surged violently, revealing his extreme unrest.

He was once incredibly brilliant, yet he couldn’t catch the eye of Old Monster Lin. He knew how high that old man’s standards were, almost to the point of being harsh.

He muttered in disbelief, ”Elder Lin, with his lofty standards, actually... actually took a disciple?”

Cao Ying, seeing this, curved her lips into a proud smile. She stepped forward and took Shen Wen’s arm, her voice clear and filled with shared honor: ”What? My husband is only eighteen, already at Peak Dou Huang.

He is also a Seventh-Rank Alchemist capable of refining the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill!

With such talent, why shouldn’t he be Elder Lin’s only direct disciple?”

”Eighteen years old?! Peak Dou Huang?! Seventh-Rank Alchemist?! He even refined the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill?”

Yao Chen exclaimed in shock, his soul body rippling violently from extreme astonishment, even his form becoming somewhat unstable.

How many years had he lived, how many geniuses had he seen?

He himself was a genius in his time.

But even so, he had not reached this level back then.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill was developed by him, so he naturally knew its difficulty; it was not something a newly advanced Seventh-Rank Alchemist could refine.

And Xiao Yan, who had just regained control of his body, heard every word of this conversation, his face instantly turning pale.

Peak Dou Huang!

Seventh-Rank Alchemist!

These two titles pressed down on his heart like two gigantic mountains, almost suffocating him.

Is this what a prodigy nurtured by a top-tier Central Plains force is like?

Is the world Xun’er inhabits also composed of such monsters?

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness and disparity swept through him. He subconsciously clenched his fists, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

Originally, the Green Lotus Core Flame was his greatest hope for catching up to these prodigies and fulfilling the Three-Year Agreement.

But now, the exotic flame was in the hands of this woman named Cao Ying, and she had a profound background, even having old ties with his teacher.

What right, what standing did he have to contend for it?

Hope, it seemed, was completely extinguished at this moment.