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

Chapter 371 Controlling the Heavenly Demon PhoenixShen Wen opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

Previously, he was still considering whether to search for the bodhi heart to use it to achieve a Breakthrough to Dou Sheng. Now, it seemed unnecessary.

However, he could still make a trip to the Bodhi Ancient Tree. That object concerned the secrets of the Dou Di, and it might be helpful for his future charge toward the Dou Di level.

Just then, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

Someone was coming.

And more than one person.

Shen Wen looked up, his gaze passing through the valley entrance and landing on the forest where ancient trees reached the sky.

Several figures darted out from the dense forest and landed at the valley entrance.

Leading them was a woman.

She wore a pale gold long dress, her face was exquisite, and her brow carried a hint of innate arrogance. Her long golden hair hung down to her waist, shimmering with a soft luster under the sunlight.

The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

Feng Qing’er.

Several figures followed behind her, all experts of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, with the lowest being a Dou Zun. Shen Wen recognized one of those figures.

Huang Xuan.

A Four-Star Dou Zun, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan Elder who had previously conducted a Void Ancient Dragon trade with Shen Wen.

At this moment, Huang Xuan’s expression was very unsightly.

His gaze passed over Feng Qing’er and landed on the black-robed figure in the center of the valley, his pupils shrinking violently.

Shen Wen.

Why was he here?

Huang Xuan’s gaze swept across the stone platform, the dissipating runic light, and the residual gold and purple light spots in the air.

The dragon phoenix origin fruit.

A dragon phoenix origin fruit really had been here.

Furthermore, it had already been taken by Shen Wen.

Feng Qing’er saw it too.

She stared at the remaining runic light on the stone platform, sensing the faint Dragon Phoenix aura in the air, and her face darkened.

“The dragon phoenix origin fruit!” Her voice was ice-cold as her gaze landed on Shen Wen. “You took it?”

Shen Wen glanced at her and did not speak.

Feng Qing’er’s brow furrowed tightly, and just as she was about to speak again, Huang Xuan suddenly let out a low growl: “Leave quickly!”

Feng Qing’er was stunned and turned to look at him.

Huang Xuan’s face had already turned pale.

He recalled the scene outside the Tianmu Mountain Range where Shen Wen had frozen two Void Ancient Dragons with a wave of his hand. Back then, Shen Wen was only a Dou Zong, yet he had already made Huang Xuan feel a sense of dread.

Now, he could not sense Shen Wen’s cultivation level.

It wasn’t that he had no cultivation; it was that he was unfathomable.

“Why?” Feng Qing’er frowned. “That person must have obtained the dragon phoenix origin fruit! That is something belonging to our Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan!”

Huang Xuan grew anxious.

He didn’t have time to explain; the Dou Qi in his body circulated frantically as his figure retreated explosively.

But it was too late.

Shen Wen opened his eyes.

Those eyes were as calm as water as they landed on Huang Xuan, then on Feng Qing’er.

In the next instant, a vast and suffocating Space Power erupted.

Silver-gray light surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire valley.

Feng Qing’er’s body suddenly stiffened, as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, unable to move even an inch. The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan experts behind her were the same, maintaining their fleeing postures but unable to take another step.

Huang Xuan was frozen in mid-air, his face full of despair.

“I thought a Dou Sheng of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix would come,” Shen Wen said in a flat tone. “It seems I overthought it.”

He stood up, hands behind his back, his gaze falling on Feng Qing’er’s angry and unwilling face.

“But it’s fine. If a Dou Sheng doesn’t come, having a few Dou Zuns come isn’t a wasted trip.”

Feng Qing’er glared at him, her voice squeezed through her teeth: “You dare touch me? The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan will not let you go!”

Shen Wen glanced at her and didn’t say a word.

He raised his hand, and a warm golden light lit up in his palm.

The Great Universal Salvation Technique.

The God Ferrying Art.

Two powers surged out simultaneously; the golden light and silver-gray light intertwined, transforming into an invisible wave that spread toward Feng Qing’er and Huang Xuan.

Feng Qing’er’s body suddenly stiffened.

That power rushed into her Sea of Consciousness, gentle yet domineering, directly washing through her will, memories, and emotions. She wanted to resist, but that power was too vast; she didn’t even have the room to struggle.

Huang Xuan was the same.

After a few breaths, the golden light dissipated.

Feng Qing’er opened her eyes; in those originally arrogant and cold pupils, only a deep, pond-like calm remained.

She landed in front of Shen Wen and knelt on one knee.

“Greetings, Venerable One.”

Huang Xuan also knelt down.

“Greetings, Venerable One.”

Shen Wen nodded and waved his hand, lifting the lockdown on the valley.

“Go back,” he said flatly. “Do what you should do; do not let the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan become suspicious.”

Feng Qing’er stood up, her expression respectful: “Yes.”

She turned and led the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan experts out of the valley without looking back.

Huang Xuan followed at the end. When he reached the valley entrance, his steps paused slightly, but in the end, he did not look back.

Shen Wen watched their figures disappear into the dense forest and withdrew his gaze.

Shen Wen did not leave the valley.

He sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and continued to refine the residual Dragon-Phoenix Power in his body.

Although the dragon phoenix origin fruit and the heavenly phoenix ancestral soul had been absorbed by him, it would still take time to thoroughly integrate and master these powers.

He immersed himself in his Cultivation, forgetting the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, soft footsteps sounded in his ears.

Shen Wen opened his eyes.

Xiao Yi Xian walked at the front; a few leaves were stuck to her moon-white long dress, and her aura was a bit more condensed than when she had left.

Dan Chen followed behind her, her small face slightly flushed and her brow carrying a hint of excitement; clearly, her harvest was not small.

The Nine Dragon Lightning Flame in Tang Huo’er’s palm was more solid than before, and the dragon shadows within the flames moved more smoothly.

Qing Lin walked at the very back, light swirling in her emerald eyes, and the aura around her was more than a level stronger than when she had left.

“A good harvest?” Shen Wen asked.

Xiao Yi Xian nodded and took several items out of her storage ring.

There were rare medicinal ingredients, ancient Dou Technique scrolls, and several high-grade monster cores.

Dan Chen leaned over, pulling things out of her storage ring like she was presenting treasures: “Brother Shen Wen, look, I found this!”

It was a small grass that was entirely crimson; a faint light flowed over its leaves, and it emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.

“Dragon Blood Grass.” Shen Wen glanced at it. “An eighth-tier medicinal ingredient, not bad.”

Dan Chen smiled until her eyes curved into crescents.

Tang Huo’er didn’t speak; she just withdrew the flames in her palm and nodded toward Shen Wen.

Qing Lin walked up to Shen Wen, a hint of hesitation in her emerald eyes.

“Brother Shen Wen.”

Shen Wen looked at her.

Qing Lin pursed her lips and said: “Since I broke through to Dou Zun, I’ve had a strange feeling.”

Shen Wen raised an eyebrow: “What kind of feeling?”

Qing Lin raised her hand and pressed it against her chest, her brow furrowing slightly: “It’s like something is calling out to me. It’s very weak and intermittent, but it definitely exists.”

She paused and looked up at Shen Wen, her emerald eyes filled with confusion: “That feeling isn’t coming from outside; it’s coming from inside my body. It’s like... something is awakening deep within my Bloodline.”

Shen Wen was silent for a moment.

The Soul of the Ancient Heavenly Serpent.

“Go take a look,” Shen Wen said. “Since you have a resonance, it means there’s something useful to you there.”

Qing Lin’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

Shen Wen turned to look at Xiao Yi Xian: “You all return to Pill City first. I’ll take Qing Lin there and return soon.”

Xiao Yi Xian nodded without asking more.

Dan Chen was somewhat reluctant to part, but she didn’t say anything.

Tang Huo’er took her hand, and the four of them rose into the air, darting toward the exit of the ruins.

Shen Wen withdrew his gaze and looked at Qing Lin.

“Lead the way.”

Qing Lin closed her eyes, sensed for a moment, then opened them and pointed toward the Northwest: “It’s over there.”

Two figures rose into the air and darted toward the Northwest.