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

Chapter 326 The Yellow Springs SteleShen Wen raised his hand with a beckoning motion, and the king destroyer celestial disk shrank before returning into his body.

A One-Star Dou Sheng, killed in a single strike.

Although it had drained the Dou Qi from his body in an instant, if word got out that a Dou Zong had insta-killed a Dou Sheng...

The waves it would cause would likely drive even those Ancient Emperor Clan into a frenzy!

Shen Wen’s gaze fell upon the bottom of the Nine Serene Yellow Springs, which had completely changed in appearance.

The originally pitch-black river water had receded significantly.

The power of yin-coldness diffused in all directions; more than half of the surrounding rock walls had collapsed, and countless giant boulders were piled up like mountains.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Those Nether Serpent Guards were currently frozen in place like statues; their spears had fallen to the ground, yet no one dared to bend down to pick them up.

Their eyes fell upon the messy riverbed, and then upon the figure slowly retracting the dark-golden disk, their eyes filled with utter terror.

The Grand Elder, a One-Star Dou Sheng, was just gone like that?

Without even a chance to resist?

They had followed the Grand Elder for many years and knew how ruthless his methods were and how terrifying his strength was.

A One-Star Dou Sheng was a titan even in the entire Central Plains, enough to suppress a major power.

But now, that powerhouse who, in their eyes, could hold up the sky even if it fell, was just gone.

Killed in a single strike by a human youth who looked to be barely in his early twenties.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

*Gulp.*

Someone swallowed hard, the sound exceptionally clear in the deathly silent space.

In the next moment, those Nether Serpent Guards all knelt on the ground in unison.

No one gave an order; no one spoke.

They just knelt there neatly, foreheads pressed to the ground, their bodies trembling slightly.

Yao Xiaotian stood not far away, watching this scene, a ’clucking’ sound coming from his throat.

He wanted to say something, but found his tongue tied in knots, unable to make a complete sound at all.

That massive black snake body had already reverted to human form.

He stood there, his legs trembling slightly, his face full of fear and disbelief.

One strike.

The Grand Elder was killed in just one strike.

The Grand Elder was even stronger than him.

If that strike just now had been aimed at him—

Yao Xiaotian did not dare to think further.

He looked at Shen Wen, looking at that young man who appeared normal after putting away the dark-golden disk, looking at the faint, indiscernible smile at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, his legs gave way.

With a ’thud’, Yao Xiaotian collapsed to his knees.

His knees hit the cracked riverbed, splashing up black muddy water. He didn’t care about any of that; he just looked up at Shen Wen, his gaze full of pleading.

”Can... can we reconcile?”

His voice was raspy, carrying an undisguisable tremor.

”Venerable one, this seat... no, I, I know I was wrong! Everything back then was because that old thing, the Grand Elder, bewitched me!

I was just momentarily obsessed by a ghost, which is why I acted against my elder brother!”

”For these past several hundred years, although I have sat in this position of Clan Chief, my heart has never known peace! Every day and every night, I have lived in regret!”

”If the Venerable one can spare my life, from now on, I am willing to serve you! The Nine Serene Earth Python Clan is willing to be driven by you! Whatever the Venerable one wants, I will offer it with both hands!”

He spoke quickly and urgently, fearing that if he spoke a step too late, that dark-golden pillar of light would fall upon his head.

Shen Wen looked down at him and did not speak.

Yao Ming stood to the side, his gaze falling upon his own younger brother, the expression in his eyes complex.

Several hundred years ago, it was this very brother who, together with that Grand Elder who had now been reduced to nothingness, launched a sneak attack while he was in seclusion, sealing him at the bottom of these dark, sunless Nine Serene Yellow Springs.

For these past several hundred years, he had endured the erosion of the yellow springs yin stone day and night; his Physical Body had withered, and his Soul was weakened, a fate worse than death.

Yet his dear brother sat in the position of Clan Chief, enjoying everything that should have belonged to him.

Now, this brother was kneeling on the ground, snot and tears flowing as he begged for mercy.

Yao Ming suddenly laughed.

That smile carried a bit of bitterness, a bit of mockery, and a bit of an indescribable weariness.

He did not speak, but simply turned his head to look at Shen Wen.

Waiting for his decision.

Shen Wen still did not speak.

He just stood there, his gaze falling on Yao Xiaotian, his expression as indifferent as if he were looking at an ant.

Yao Xiaotian felt his skin crawl under that gaze, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He wanted to say more, but found that Shen Wen had already raised his hand.

In the palm of that hand, a warm golden light faintly began to glow.

Yao Xiaotian’s pupils constricted.

It was that power again.

That golden light which had only intruded halfway before being interrupted by the Grand Elder was coming again now.

He subconsciously wanted to resist.

But his body seemed to refuse to obey, unable to move even an inch.

Not because he was being controlled, but because—

He didn’t dare.

The residual prestige of that dark-golden light pillar still echoed in his mind; he did not dare to make any sudden movements.

If he provoked this person into another strike...

Yao Xiaotian took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The golden light flooded into the depths of his Soul like a tide.

This time, no one interrupted.

That power was gentle yet domineering, directly washing through his will, memories, and emotions...

He felt his consciousness blurring bit by bit; those originally deep-rooted thoughts, the pride and resentment of being the Nine Serene Earth Python Clan Chief, were being erased bit by bit.

He wanted to struggle.

But that power was too vast, like a boundless ocean, while he was but a small boat, completely powerless to resist.

An unknown amount of time passed.

The golden light dissipated.

Yao Xiaotian opened his eyes; those originally sinister eyes now held only a deep, pond-like calm.

He knelt on the ground and gave a deep bow to Shen Wen.

”Greetings, Venerable One.”

Shen Wen nodded and withdrew his hand.

His gaze fell upon Yao Ming nearby.

”Let’s go,” he said indifferently, ”it’s time to wrap things up here.”

...

Shen Wen’s gaze fell upon the entirely pitch-black stone tablet in front of him.

The tablet’s body was about ten feet high, its surface covered with dense ancient runes. Those runes faintly circulated with an eerie light in the darkness, exuding a desolate aura that spanned ten thousand years.

yellow spring stone tablet.

This was also one of his purposes for coming to the Nine Serene Earth Python Clan.

Sealed within were the three Heaven Rank Dou Techniques left behind by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint—Yellow Spring Finger, Yellow Spring Palm, and Huangquan Heavenly Fury.

As well as the essence blood and remnant Soul left behind by that ancient powerhouse who had one foot in the Dou Di realm.

If it were in the outside world, just the news of this stone tablet leaking out would be enough to drive those reclusive old monsters crazy.

Who wouldn’t be moved by the complete Legacy of an existence infinitely close to a Dou Di?

Shen Wen withdrew his gaze and looked sideways at Yao Ming beside him.

”Guard it.”

Yao Ming bowed and replied, ”Yes.”

Shen Wen said no more, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

In the next moment, an illusory figure slowly rose from the top of his head.

That figure was identical to him, yet more solid, with a faint golden light circulating throughout its body. The moment it stepped out of the Physical Body, the surrounding air slightly stagnated.