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

The terrifying Great Salvation TechniqueShen Wen paused in his tracks and turned back to look at her.

Cao Ying stepped closer, her voice softening: ”Little sisters Xiao Yi Xian, Zi Yan, and Qing Lin have followed you from the Northwest to the Central Plains, and they are in a completely unfamiliar place.

”Afraid of disturbing you these past few days, they have all been staying quietly in the courtyard.

”You haven’t properly cared for them in quite some time.”

She paused, then added: ”Dan Chen is fine; she is from the Pill Domain and has her own place to go.

”But the three of them... you can’t let them feel like they’ve been neglected after following you here, can you?”

Upon hearing this, a look of realization and apology flashed across Shen Wen’s face.

He had indeed been immersed in improving his strength and dealing with crises lately, neglecting these matters.

”You’re right,” he said sincerely. ”It was my oversight.

”Once I finish dealing with those few in the dungeon, our family will have a good gathering and share a meal together.

”You should arrange it as well; pick a time when everyone is free.”

”That’s more like it.” Cao Ying’s lips curled slightly. ”I’ll go prepare then. Also, my scouts have some leads regarding the information from the Ice River Valley. When the time is right, I’ll accompany little sister Xiao Yi Xian on a trip there. As for the Void Ancient Dragon side...”

She frowned slightly: ”Their tribe is too secluded, and their main forces are entrenched deep within the Beast Region. It’s very difficult for our people to infiltrate.”

Shen Wen pondered for a moment: ”I will go to the Ice River Valley personally when the time comes. As long as that fellow Ice Venerable is smart, resolving this matter shouldn’t be difficult.”

”Even if he isn’t smart, resolving it won’t be hard.”

From what he knew, the Ice River Valley shouldn’t have any Dou Sheng, and only the Ice Venerable was a Peak Five-Star Dou Zun.

For Shen Wen, dealing with a Peak Five-Star Dou Zun was no different from slaughtering a chicken.

”As for the Beast Region, as long as they are Demonic Beasts, none wouldn’t want a Transformation Pill.

”In a few days, I will refine a batch of high-grade Transformation Pills. Using them as bait might open up a path.”

”Good idea.” Cao Ying nodded. ”Then I’ll go arrange the evening meal first.”

Cao Ying turned and left the study to organize the family feast.

Shen Wen then withdrew his thoughts, the space around him warping slightly. In the next moment, his figure vanished silently from the spot.

Shen Wen’s figure stepped out from a spatial ripple, quietly landing within a hidden mountain range on the outskirts of the Pill Domain. This place had been renovated by the Snake-People Clan and subsequent personnel, its scale far exceeding the previous base in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Buildings were well-ordered, and defensive fortifications were hidden within the mountains, though they acted low-key and had not expanded grandly.

After all, the waters of the Pill Domain ran deep, with no shortage of Dou Zun-level Demonic Beasts entrenched there. The overt Dou Zun combat power under Shen Wen’s command consisted only of himself and the Iron Sword Venerable; they still needed to keep a low profile.

”Prince!” Commander Kui Xing arrived upon hearing the news and bowed respectfully.

Xiong Tao followed beside him, scratching his head with a somewhat ashamed tone: ”Young Lord, I... I didn’t do well. The wind has been tight lately, and those scoundrels have all retreated into their shells. I couldn’t catch any new ones.”

Shen Wen patted his thick shoulder: ”Six is enough for now. You’ve done well.” His tone shifted, ”I’ve recently been deducing a type of Medicinal Pill that can purify the Bloodline. Once successful, I’ll let you try it first.”

Xiong Tao’s eyes instantly widened, and he nodded excitedly: ”Thank you, Young Lord!”

The three said no more and walked straight toward the hidden dungeon deep within the mountain’s interior.

The passage was deep and dark. At the end, six figures were bound to stone pillars with specialized mysterious black chains.

The Dou Qi within their bodies was dormant.

This was caused by the ’Qi-Locking Pill’ developed by Shen Wen combining Snake-People Clan Seal techniques. The medicinal effect could last for several days, specifically designed to imprison these Dou Zong who could briefly manipulate space and fly through the air.

The sound of the dungeon door opening startled them.

Upon seeing the arrivals, curses and foul language immediately filled the stone room, unbearable to the ear.

Shen Wen’s expression remained unchanged, turning a deaf ear to their shouting.

He focused his mind and calmed his breath. The majestic Dou Qi within his body began to circulate rapidly, while simultaneously, his Heavenly Realm Soul power spread out like a tide.

His brow glowed slightly, and a wisp of pure golden radiance separated, floating toward the leftmost Dou Zong who was still roaring, appearing slow but moving swiftly.

The moment the golden light touched his body, the man shook violently, and his cursing stopped abruptly.

The savage ferocity in his eyes was replaced by a blank stare. Then, the golden light enveloped his entire body, and a faint, low hum like a Sanskrit chant echoed within the stone room, carrying a strange power of purification and conversion.

Shen Wen focused on sensing the operation and consumption of the ”Great Universal Salvation Technique.”

The first chosen Dou Zong trembled even more violently, making gasping sounds in his throat. The original ferocity and rage in his eyes were like ink washed away by water, rapidly fading and dissipating.

In just over a dozen breaths, he calmed down completely, his face even revealing a strange sense of serenity.

When his gaze focused on Shen Wen again, there was no longer any trace of hatred or fear, only a near-fanatical reverence.

”Greetings, Venerable!” He struggled against the chains binding his body, attempting to prostrate himself, his voice hoarse but filled with unmistakable piety.

This eerie scene caused an instant silence within the dungeon.

The other five Dou Zong, who had been cursing loudly, were like ducks with their necks squeezed; their curses were stuck in their throats, and their faces turned deathly pale.

Someone’s teeth chattered as they muttered: ”Evil... evil art! What kind of Soul-controlling evil art is this?!”

Xiong Tao scratched his head, looking at the now ”well-behaved” Dou Zong, and muttered: ”Isn’t this pretty good? Saves us from all the fighting and killing.”

But beside him, Commander Kui Xing’s back was instantly drenched in a layer of cold sweat.

He stared intently at the Dou Zong who seemed like a completely different person, then looked at the calm Shen Wen, his heart shaking violently.

In just a short moment, he could wash away all the will to resist from a fierce Dou Zong and turn him into a loyal servant? This method... was simply unheard of!

Shen Wen didn’t care about Kui Xing’s shock. He carefully felt the consumption from just performing the ”Great Universal Salvation Technique.”

The consumption of Dou Qi was quite significant, but with his foundation, it wasn’t hard to recover. The key lay in the Soul power.

Converting a Dou Zong actually consumed Soul power comparable to refining a seventh-grade pill.

”The consumption is not small, but... it is bearable,” Shen Wen evaluated inwardly.

”With my Late Stage Heavenly Realm Soul power, as long as I don’t perform it with high intensity continuously, I can afford it. From this perspective, converting a Dou Zun... is theoretically feasible.”

His eyes brightened slightly, but then he shook his head.

”Dou Zuns are not easy to catch.” Shen Wen rubbed his chin, falling into thought.

In the Central Plains, a Dou Zun was already a top-tier combatant.

Aside from the Hall of Souls and its subordinates—those filth-hiding forces where it was easy to find a pretext to act—almost all others with a Dou Zun were famous, major powers where touching one part would affect the whole.

”If I want Dou Zuns to be as common as dogs...” Shen Wen thought of those reclusive ancient tribes, ”I’m afraid it would have to be those Ancient Clans. But now is not the time.”

He gathered his thoughts and looked at the remaining five pale-faced Dou Zong, his gaze calm and rippleless.

”Next.”

The faint words echoed in the dungeon, but in the ears of the remaining five, they sounded like a declaration from the God of Death.

Golden light once again lit up from Shen Wen’s brow, slowly floating toward the second person.