In Wutan City, I started to practice the Heavenly Grade Kungfu

Chapter 181 Great Heavenly Creation Palm, Soul Palace Attacks
At the same time, a fire storm swept across the sky. When the flames dissipated, the old ghost Zhaixing was seen covered in blood. The skin exposed outside his robes revealed large pieces of flesh and blood. One of his sleeves had been completely blown off, and blood was constantly dripping down from the sleeve. One arm was broken at the shoulder and disappeared without a trace...

At this moment, Xiao Yang flashed and hugged his brother in his arms.

At this point, Xiao Yang no longer hesitated and shouted, "Little Medical Fairy, do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of gray-purple poisonous fog gushed out.

Black and White Tianzun, who were originally evenly matched with Xiaoyi, were hit head-on by the poisonous fog. Their faces immediately turned purple and black, and then they fell headfirst from the air.

Xiao Yang waved his sleeves, and the power of space immediately enveloped everyone, and they were directly teleported away from this place.

The old ghost Zhaixing was distraught when he saw his own people suffering heavy losses.

In this battle, almost all the powerful Soul Palace members who came together, from the Black and White Celestial Lords to the Dou Zong-level protectors and Dou Huang-level soul messengers, were killed or wounded. It is no exaggeration to say that the entire army was wiped out.

The old ghost Zhaixing no longer dared to imagine what kind of punishment he would suffer when he returned.

Losing a few people while carrying out a mission is nothing.

But if we lose manpower and fail the mission, we will be useless.

And the Soul Palace has never kept any waste.

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The day after returning from the Tomb of the Saint of Creation, in Xiao Yang's room in Xingyun Pavilion.

Xiao Yang took out the skeleton of the Saint of Creation from the ring, and then placed his palms on the three ribs that were engraved with densely packed strange runes.

Then, a strange white light from the system lit up in Xiao Yang's palm, and all the dense runes disappeared. A ball of dark golden liquid was drawn out from the skeleton by Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang put the skeleton back into the system space and inserted a finger into the dark golden liquid.

"Zizi!"

When his fingers were inserted into the liquid, something unexpected happened. The liquid suddenly began to wriggle violently, and then tightly wrapped around Xiao Yang's fingers, enveloping his entire palm in an instant.

"hiss!"

The dark golden liquid wrapped around his entire left palm. An uncontrollable pain suddenly came from the center of his palm, causing Xiao Yang's face to become distorted. Under the wrapping of the dark golden liquid, his palm actually began to wriggle strangely, and there was even a faint sound of bones being squeezed.

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. He knew that this was a necessary step in practicing the Great Heaven Creation Palm.

Suddenly, the severe pain disappeared, and the dark golden liquid seeped into Xiao Yang's left hand like a tide and quickly disappeared.

It was a strange scene, and before Xiao Yang could be stunned, his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook, a dark golden light faintly appeared in his pupils, and a low murmur came out of his mouth.

"This is... the Great Heavenly Creation Palm!"

"boom!"

When a roaring explosion sounded deep in Xiao Yang's mind, his soul also shook violently at this moment, and then his vision gradually became blurred. When he came to his senses, he found that he was in a strange space.

This space was not wide, it was empty and without any life. Xiao Yang's eyes swept around lightly, and then suddenly stopped at a certain place in the void space. There, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. This figure was extremely ordinary. Xiao Yang could hardly detect any breath or signs of fighting spirit coming from his body.

He looked like an ordinary person.

However, this visual sensation made Xiao Yang feel even more heavy-hearted. How could an ordinary person appear in such a strange place? If he guessed correctly, this figure should be the real owner of the Great Heaven Creation Palm, that is, the Dou Sheng powerful man in the ruins.

"This should be a memory space hidden within the fighting skills. This figure is not a true fighting saint, but a fragment of his memory..."

After a moment, a voice as calm as water slowly sounded in the space.

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm is a low-level Heavenly Rank fighting skill. It was created by me after spending my entire life integrating hundreds of fighting skills. This palm technique emphasizes the meaning of creation. It can break the sky with a palm and shatter all things with force..."

Hearing that plain voice that sounded like a self-narration, Xiao Yang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

“The Heaven-level fighting skills are extraordinary and otherworldly. You are destined to be able to obtain the secret hidden in my bones.

And since you were able to obtain the bones, your palms should have been tempered by the golden spirit saliva.

Remember, the Great Heavenly Creation Palm must be performed with a tempered palm. Otherwise, it will backfire!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yang was stunned, and then he seemed to be thinking about something. It turned out that the severe pain just now was the so-called Golden Spirit Saliva that was tempering and changing his palms.

"As expected of a Heaven-level fighting skill, it actually requires this kind of process before it can be fully inherited."

Xiao Yang shook his head in amazement. If he had skipped the step of tempering, even if he had learned the so-called Great Heaven Creation Palm, he probably would not dare to use it.

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm has the power of creation..."

As the plain voice slowly sounded, the figure suddenly burst into a faint fluorescent light, and its body also became transparent, revealing extremely clear meridian routes inside. In those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy quickly shuttled through, outlining a rather strange meridian route.

"This is the meridian route for practicing the Great Heaven Creation Palm!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly showed surprise. He quickly focused his mind and memorized the energy's movement path firmly in his mind.

After the meridian route went through several cycles, it gradually faded away, but Xiao Yan had already replicated it with the help of the Yin-Yang True Pupils.

As the meridian lines faded, the light on the figure's body dissipated again, and the dark golden light on his palm suddenly became brighter, and then he swung his palm fiercely, landing heavily on the void.

"Oh!"

As a palm fell, a terrifying energy suddenly swept out like a storm, and a huge black halo formed again under the palm of the figure.

The aperture took shape, and then spread out like lightning. The surrounding space, like glass that was forcibly shattered, collapsed in an instant...

Looking at the black halo that was rapidly spreading in his pupils, Xiao Yang took a deep breath, but he did not show any panic. Instead, he bowed to the figure in the black halo from a distance.

"You who are destined to do so, please remember my name, the Saint of Creation!"

A faint voice, like thunder, suddenly resounded in Xiao Yang's mind, and the figure became fainter and fainter in the dark circle of light, and finally disappeared completely. The last image of the former Dou Sheng strongman left in this world just disappeared like this.

Xiao Yang nodded silently, allowing the dark light circle to rush over and tear apart the body that was formed by his thoughts...

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At the same time, far away in a deep mountain in the western region of Zhongzhou, a huge black palace was crawling like an ancient ferocious beast, faintly filled with chilling and terrifying energy fluctuations.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a blanket of black fog surged out from within the huge palace. After a moment, the black fog condensed and transformed into numerous black figures. These figures stood in the sky. Faintly, a strong and cold aura swept across the world.

"Welcome to the Great Celestial Lord!"

Many shadowy figures appeared and immediately knelt down in the sky. The sound of respect suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

When these shadowy figures knelt down, the space slowly twisted. After a moment, a skeleton-like figure slowly emerged, followed by a faint voice.

"Do you still remember this mission?"

"Destroy Xingyun Pavilion, capture Xiao Yang, and arrest Yao Chen!"

Nearly a hundred neat shouts suddenly sounded.

"Well... let's get going."

The skeleton nodded slightly, then stepped lightly into the air, trembled, and slowly disappeared...

It was the third day that Xiao Yang was in seclusion practicing the Great Heaven Creation Palm.

The originally cloudless and clear sky suddenly became dark. Amidst the black fog, a cold shout filled with murderous intent resounded across the sky.

"Xingyun Pavilion, hand over Xiao Yang and Yao Chen, or else we will slaughter this place with blood today!"

Inside the room, Xiao Yang slowly opened his eyes and stood up: "Soul Palace, finally here!"

On the Xingyun Peak, all the disciples of Xingyun Pavilion stood up at this moment, looking at the distant sky with doubtful eyes. Because they were protected by the formation formed by the falling meteorites, they could not see the situation outside, but they could vaguely feel that Xingyun Pavilion seemed to be in real trouble today.

In a square on the top of the mountain, Master Feng and others gathered here, looking at the sky with solemn expressions.

"The people from the Soul Palace are here..." Venerable Skyfire frowned and said in a deep voice.

"There are a lot of powerful auras outside. This time, it seems that the Soul Palace is really planning to massacre the Xingyun Pavilion to make an example of them..." said the Little Medical Fairy, with a solemn look on her face.

Lord Feng nodded slightly, but his expression was quite calm. He knew that this day would come sooner or later, it was just a matter of time.

Stepping out slowly, the seal in Lord Feng's hand changed, and the star formation in the sky fluctuated. Immediately, the space slowly distorted, and the situation in the outside world clearly appeared under everyone's gaze.

"hiss……"

When everyone saw the scenery outside, they all couldn't help but take a breath. Now, the outside of Xingyun Pavilion was surrounded by overwhelming black fog. In the sky not far in front of them, nearly a hundred figures were standing in the black fog. Their sinister gazes seemed to have penetrated the formation and seen Feng Zunzhe and others hiding in it.

“Pavilion Master Feng, what should we do now? The Soul Palace is invading in a big way, and judging from the momentum, it doesn’t look like they are just here to take people…” An elder of the Xingyun Pavilion said with a look of fear on his face.

"Why are you panicking? The Soul Palace is not a good group. They are planning to massacre the Falling Star Pavilion. Even the Blood River Venerable, who was once notorious in Zhongzhou, has come. Do you still expect them to show mercy today?" Venerable Feng frowned and shouted.

Then, he looked around the star realm, looking at the tens of thousands of Xingyun Pavilion disciples, and said in a deep voice: "So, apart from fighting desperately, there is no other way to go!"

"You are all elders of Xingyun Pavilion. Today is the biggest disaster Xingyun Pavilion has ever encountered. What are you going to do..." Venerable Feng turned his burning gaze to the many elders of Xingyun Pavilion and said.

"Pavilion Master Feng, we have invested as much effort as anyone else for Xingyun Pavilion. No matter who wants to destroy it, we will fight to the death!" Many elders shouted at the same time with solemn expressions.

"Okay, Feng Xian has a good eye. In that case, let us fight to the death today. I want to see how domineering this Soul Palace can be!"

The powerful shout from Master Feng boosted the morale of all the disciples of Xingyun Pavilion.

For many people here, Xingyun Pavilion is their roots. If even the roots are destroyed, how can they have the face to walk around Zhongzhou in the future?

"Master Feng, I advise you to hand over the people obediently. With the formation of the Falling Star Pavilion, it cannot protect you!"

A voice filled with murderous intent echoed between heaven and earth. A bloody figure, with his feet on the void, stood between heaven and earth. An extremely strong smell of blood suddenly spread.

"I was wondering who it was? It turned out to be the Blood River Venerable who was famous in Zhongzhou back then..."

With a light laugh, an extremely hot wave spread out, instantly burning away the bloody smell.

Xiao Yang stepped on the void, a long sword hung from his waist, his black clothes were as black as black, his calm and composed figure was as tall as a sword, breaking through the sky.

“Haha, this is a name from a long time ago… Now, you should call me the Soul Palace’s Four Heavenly Lords, or the Blood River Heavenly Lord…”

Hearing Xiao Yang's words, the bloody figure raised his head and laughed in a hoarse voice.

The hoarse and shrill voice was as creepy as a night owl.

Before he finished speaking, a blood-red beam of light burst out. A blood mist filled the air, and an eerie aura that chilled people to the bone slowly swept out from the bodies of the Four Heavenly Lords!

Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed, and then, an extremely hot breath, enough to burn the sky and boil the sea, erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption.

That extremely hot force immediately forced Master Xuehe to retreat.

"With your mere strength of the fourth level of Dou Zun, you are not qualified to act so presumptuously in front of me!"

At this moment, Xiao Yang no longer hid his strength, and the aura of a peak one-star Douluo Saint swept out, shaking the earth and the sky. Reverend Xuehe was immediately forced to retreat several steps, and his aura was dampened!
"Ahem, you are indeed quite capable, and you have hidden yourself well enough to have quietly reached the realm of Dou Sheng. No wonder you have been able to defeat so many masters of my Soul Palace time and time again.

It seems that the previous failure was not entirely due to their incompetence...

(End of this chapter)