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

Chapter 335 : Soul Clan Trap, Soul Thousand Mo · Sep 29, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 : Gu Qingyang Comes to the Door 2026-09-29
302 Chapter 302 : Time Waits for No One 2026-09-29
303 Chapter 303 : Marrying Dan Chen 2026-09-29
304 Chapter 304 : New Rewards 2026-09-29
305 Chapter 305 : How to take a concubine and be completely transformed 2026-09-29
306 Chapter 306 : Dou Zong Zi Yan, Refining the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit 2026-09-29
307 Chapter 307 : Nine-Colored Origin Stone, Metamorphosis into Dragon and Phoenix 2026-09-29
308 Chapter 308 : Dragon and Phoenix Ancient Armor 2026-09-29
309 Chapter 309 : Nine-Star Dou Zong, Tang Zhen Comes to the Door 2026-09-29
310 Chapter 310 : Ancestor Fire Cloud 2026-09-29
311 Chapter 311 : Healing 2026-09-29
312 Chapter 312 : Deducing Elixirs, Shennong the Elder 2026-09-29
313 Chapter 313 : Test 2026-09-29
314 Chapter 314 : You Got Married? 2026-09-29
315 Chapter 315 : Soul Restoration Pill 2026-09-29
316 Chapter 316 : Comprehending the Flame of Life 2026-09-29
317 Chapter 317 : This matter needs to be addressed urgently! 2026-09-29
318 Chapter 318 : I’ve never seen anything like this before. 2026-09-29
319 Chapter 319 : Detoxification 2026-09-29
320 Chapter 320 : Heading to the Nine Netherworld Python 2026-09-29
321 Chapter 321 : The Nine Netherworlds, the Demonic Darkness 2026-09-29
322 Chapter 322 : Fierce Battle Saint 2026-09-29
323 Chapter 323 : What kind of Ghost Fighting Sect is this? 2026-09-29
324 Chapter 324 : Suppressing the Demon Howling Sky 2026-09-29
325 Chapter 325 : Killing the Grand Elder 2026-09-29
326 Chapter 326 : The Yellow Springs Stele 2026-09-29
327 Chapter 327 : The Three Techniques of the Underworld, the Essence Blood of the Demon Saint 2026-09-29
328 Chapter 328 : Breakthrough to Dou Zun 2026-09-29
329 Chapter 329 : Almost Lost Its Foundation 2026-09-29
330 Chapter 330 : Attempting a Breakthrough, Cao Ying Gets Pregnant 2026-09-29
331 Chapter 331 : Tang Huo’er’s Introduction 2026-09-29
332 Chapter 332 : Ancient Sacred Body 2026-09-29
333 Chapter 333 : Rewards, Participation in the Pill Gathering 2026-09-29
334 Chapter 334 : The Grand Pill Gathering, Xuan Yi Suffers Misfortune 2026-09-29
335 Chapter 335 : Soul Clan Trap, Soul Thousand Mo 2026-09-29
336 Chapter 336 : Battle Against a Five-Star Dou Sheng 2026-09-29
337 Chapter 337 : All I can do is ask you to die! 2026-09-29
338 Chapter 338 : Slaying the Soul Demon 2026-09-29
339 Chapter 339 : The Wound of the Soul, There Is Only One Way 2026-09-29
340 Chapter 340 : The Ultimate Pleasure 2026-09-29
341 Chapter 341 : Almost Sinking 2026-09-29
342 Chapter 342 : This old man doesn’t understand you young people! 2026-09-29
343 Chapter 343 : Cleansing the Dan Family 2026-09-29
344 Chapter 344 : Surely you wouldn’t say you’re thinking about your husband, would you? 2026-09-29
345 Chapter 345 : Dan Tower Declares War 2026-09-29
346 Chapter 346 : Clearing the Soul Palace 2026-09-29
347 Chapter 347 : The Medicine Spirit’s Visit 2026-09-29
348 Chapter 348 : In times without heroes, even a nobody can rise to fame. 2026-09-29
349 Chapter 349 : I No Longer Need a Different Flame 2026-09-29
350 Chapter 350 : The Art of Fire Control 2026-09-29

Chapter 335 Soul Clan Trap, Soul Thousand MoOne aura in front, one behind.

The aura in front was as vast as the sea. Pitch-black light surged from the Void Realm, condensing into a thin figure.

It was an old man with a withered frame and a sinister face. His eyes were deep black as they landed on Old Man Shennong, a cold sneer curling at the corners of his mouth.

A Six-Star Dou Sheng.

The aura behind was equally terrifying—a Five-Star Dou Sheng.

The two figures, one in front and one behind, sandwiched Old Man Shennong and Shen Wen in the middle.

Within the surrounding Void Realm, several more auras emerged. Though not as strong as these two, they were all at the Dou Sheng level.

Streaks of pitch-black light lit up, forming a massive Formation that completely sealed off this part of the world.

Old Man Shennong leaned on his cane, his eyes narrowing slightly as his gaze fell upon the thin figure.

“Hun Qianmo.”

The old man gave a dry, cackling laugh. “Old Man Shennong, why didn’t you stay properly in your Shennong Mountain Range? Why come out to poke your nose into other people’s business?”

He paused, his gaze shifting to Shen Wen, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

“Is this the brat who refined the zong ji pill?”

Old Man Shennong ignored him, simply turning his head to look at Shen Wen.

“See? What did I tell you? People from the Hun Clan have never followed the rules.”

Shen Wen stood by his side. His gaze swept over the two Dou Shengs and then at the sealing Formation around them; his expression remained perfectly calm.

“Revered Master is right.”

Hun Qianmo’s brow furrowed slightly.

Why weren’t these two panicking at all?

He had lived for thousands of years and seen countless reactions from people facing death.

Fear, anger, despair, begging for mercy... he had seen it all.

But seeing an old man and a youth chatting as if they were as light as clouds and a gentle breeze was a first.

“Old Man Shennong,” he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of testing, “aren’t you going to ask why I am waiting for you here?”

Old Man Shennong glanced at him, his tone very casual.

“Is there even a need to ask? Isn’t it just because you’ve taken a fancy to my Disciple? Or perhaps even this old man.”

He paused, his cane lightly tapping the Void Realm.

“How many Alchemists has the Hun Clan captured over the years? Grade six, grade seven, grade eight... as long as they have a bit of talent, they are targeted by you all.

My Disciple can refine Medicinal Pills that allow a Dou Zun to advance; would you people let that go?”

Hun Qianmo was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter.

That laughter echoed within the black mist, causing the surrounding ghostly faces to distort slightly from the vibration.

“Good, good, good!”

He said the word ’good’ three times in a row.

“Since you already understand, then I won’t bother saying much more.”

He stood with his hands behind his back, black mist churning around him. His deep black eyes were full of the pride of someone who held victory in his grasp.

“You’ve been holed up in the Shennong Mountain Range for centuries, managing that place until it was as solid as a fortress.

Spatial Formations, poison Formations, illusion Formations... layer upon layer. Even if I brought more people, I wouldn’t dare lightly step a single foot inside.”

He paused, his gaze landing on Old Man Shennong, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

“But you shouldn’t have, absolutely shouldn’t have, left the Shennong Mountain Range for the sake of such a Disciple.”

“Today, you two, Revered Master and Disciple, should obediently follow me back to the Hun Clan.”

As his voice fell, the surrounding black mist suddenly churned even more violently.

Countless distorted ghostly faces howled as they lunged at Old Man Shennong and Shen Wen, only to be blocked three zhang away by an invisible barrier.

Old Man Shennong leaned on his cane, his expression unchanged.

He just looked at Hun Qianmo, a hint of coldness in his cloudy old eyes.

“Hun Qianmo, have you forgotten something?”

Hun Qianmo’s brow rose slightly.

Old Man Shennong said word by word, “When I was traveling the continent, you were still a little brat.”

Hun Qianmo was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter.

That laughter echoed within the black mist, causing the surrounding ghostly faces to distort slightly.

“Old Man Shennong, even at a time like this, you’re still trying to use your sharp tongue?”

He raised his hand and gave a light wave.

“Do it.”

The moment his voice fell, Hun Qianmo’s figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

The next instant, a pitch-black palm appeared out of thin air above Old Man Shennong’s head, slamming down with a world-destroying might!

Old Man Shennong gave a cold snort and raised his hand to meet the palm.

The two forces collided, letting out a deafening boom!

Violent energy fluctuations swept out in all directions like a tsunami. Wherever they passed, space distorted and collapsed, and the ghostly faces in the black mist were instantly torn to shreds!

The two figures were simultaneously blown backward, stabilizing themselves a hundred zhang away.

A flash of surprise crossed Hun Qianmo’s eyes.

Old Man Shennong’s strength was greater than he had anticipated.

But—

A cold sneer curled at the corners of his mouth.

On his side, he wasn’t the only one.

“Soul Demon, that brat is yours.”

Another figure stepped out from the black mist.

It was a burly old man with a face even more sinister than Hun Qianmo’s. The aura around him was also as vast as the sea.

A Five-Star Dou Sheng.

Soul Demon Elder.

He looked at Shen Wen, his deep black eyes full of playfulness.

“Jie jie jie...”

He laughed, a laugh that was cold and cruel.

“Once I’ve dealt with you, I’ll see then if your Revered Master wants your life.”

He raised his hand, and a terrifying power surged from his palm, sweeping toward Shen Wen to envelop him.

However, at this very moment—

He froze.

Not just him, but Hun Qianmo and the surrounding Hun Clan Dou Shengs who were sealing the Void Realm all froze.

Because Shen Wen’s aura had begun to skyrocket.

First was the Physical Body.

Purple-green scales emerged from beneath his skin, spreading from his neck to his cheeks, then to his forehead, finally meeting at the center of his brows.

Azure Heaven Hegemon Body.

Immediately after, a pale golden Buddhist light radiated from within his body, intertwining with those scales and plating his entire body in a layer of solemn and overbearing radiance.

Present Tathagata Sutra.

Then came an even more ancient and overbearing aura.

That aura originated from deep within his Bloodline, from within his bones, as if countless ancient True Dragons were roaring and bellowing.

primordial dragon bone, Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art.

But that wasn’t all.

In the next instant, an aura that caused Soul Demon Elder’s pupils to shrink violently erupted!

That was the Desolate Ancient Saint Body.

Pure Physical Body power, without any fancy tricks—it was the most primitive and overbearing force.

Shen Wen’s Physical Body now seemed like an erupting volcano.

His Qi and blood soared into the sky, a literal blood-red light piercing straight into the clouds, dyeing the originally pitch-black sky a shade of crimson!

That Qi and blood were too vast and too overbearing, to the point that the surrounding Formations sealing the Void Realm were trembling slightly.

Soul Demon Elder’s expression changed.

“This is—”

Before he could finish his sentence, eight beams of light surged from Shen Wen’s body.

Flame, Ice, Devouring, Space, Darkness, Life and Death—

The projections of the eight ancestral talismans appeared behind him simultaneously, like eight brilliant suns reflecting each other.

Ancestral Talisman Three Mysterious Transformations.

Flame Talisman Transformation.

Space Transformation.

Devouring Transformation.

The aura of a Three-Star Dou Zun began to climb frantically.

Four-star, five-star, six-star, seven-star, eight-star, nine-star—