Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with a conquest of Medusa, Xiao Yan is stunned.

"What? How could you possibly know my Wrath of the Yellow Springs!"

When the remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint unleashed the Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath, a fighting technique that made many Battle Saints tremble at the mere mention of it, he was astonished to discover that this arrogant junior was also forming hand seals. He immediately roared in surprise.

As a remnant soul, he was absolutely certain that this was the only legacy he had left behind. So, if the Wrath of the Yellow Springs was still with him, how did this arrogant junior obtain it?

The world was in turmoil. The remnant soul of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint had no time to be surprised. As the space rippled, the hand seals were completed, and a huge five-star figure, a thousand feet long, faintly appeared around him.

Upon closer inspection, this figure gave Ye Feng a terrifying feeling, as if he were facing the entire world.

Is this the oppressive aura of a peak Dou Sheng expert?

As expected, my current strength is still insufficient to reach the top level on the continent!

At this moment, Ye Feng clearly felt the gap between himself and the strongest experts on the continent.

Looking at the true form behind the remnant soul, whose gaze was indifferent yet held a hint of appreciation, Ye Feng smiled with delight.

"The Wrath of the Yellow Springs will not be buried! Senior, please rest assured!"

The demon saint's true form, formed from sound waves, slowly lowered its head, and as it opened its mouth, an ancient syllable pierced through the layers of thunderclouds.

"Moo!"

As the voice rang out, the true form of the Demon Saint collapsed and vanished, but at the same time, this space also collapsed.

Ye Feng was not surprised by this. This space would definitely disappear after he left, and he wanted to have a thorough battle with the Demon Saint's lingering will before it disappeared!

This is the most respectful way to show respect to this peerless expert!

"Moo!"

Two destructive sonic shocks collided at a speed faster than light.

The devastating impact completely destroyed this space, leaving only a solitary mountain peak standing in the dark void.

That mountain peak was the one directly below Huangquan Demon Saint and Ye Feng, and it was the only remaining power in this space before it completely collapsed.

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint sat back on his throne, his already illusory body becoming even more transparent, clearly indicating that the attack had consumed too much of his energy.

Looking up at the dark and empty space, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's lips curled into a slight smile:

"You're quite impressive, young man! To have cultivated the Wrath of the Yellow Springs to such a degree truly lives up to my reputation!"

"Now that you possess my legacy, the essence and blood are yours to keep!"

Suddenly, wisps of golden liquid appeared on the illusory body, which instantly transformed into a ball of golden liquid in the palm of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.

As soon as the golden liquid appeared, Cai Die, who was next to Ye Feng, felt her bloodline power pulsating violently.

"Is this the essence blood of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint...?"

With her beautiful eyes fixed on the ball of golden liquid, Cai Die could clearly sense the strange energy contained within it.

"Little girl, I must admit you've found a good man. Of course... your aptitude is also quite good. Unfortunately, as a Nine Netherworld Python, without my essence blood, it would be absolutely impossible for you to cultivate the Yellow Springs Wrath!"

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint gently stroked the golden liquid with his palm, his eyes surging with endless sorrow and resentment. Then, he shot the golden liquid towards the body of the colorful butterfly.

Ye Feng did not stop her this time. The moment the golden liquid entered Cai Die's body, a faint golden light was released from her body.

Ye Feng was overjoyed to see this. With the Yellow Spring Demon Saint personally helping to fuse their bloodlines, the colorful butterfly could better absorb this drop of essence blood!

"Alas~ I have cultivated for over a thousand years, and my spiritual inspiration has even reached the legendary Emperor Realm, but I still haven't been able to take that final step..."

"But is it because you feel that something is missing in this world?"

Ye Feng suddenly spoke up.

"What? How...how did you know?"

As the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was feeling melancholy, he suddenly heard Ye Feng's words, and his body, which was about to dissipate, became surprisingly solid.

"Emperor Tuoshe was the last Dou Di on the continent, and he must also be the last Dou Di, because on this continent at that time, there was only the last Emperor's Origin!"

Ye Feng looked at the Yellow Spring Demon Saint and explained helplessly.

"The origin of the Emperor? So it was... this!"

Having lost too many memories, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was startled as if struck by a sudden enlightenment, then smiled bitterly:

"So that's how it is. It seems there are many, many more people who have suffered the same fate as me!"

"That's right! From ancient times to the present, many peak Battle Saints have fallen, and many of the original races have also declined. Some of the former middle-level families have now become the top families on the continent!"

"Currently, there are still three peak Dou Sheng experts! However..."

"But what?"

The Yellow Spring Demon Saint could tell that there was something fishy about Ye Feng's heavy breathing, but his body was becoming more and more ethereal, so he shouted urgently.

Ye Feng smiled faintly:

"However, as far as I know, there are still remnants of the Emperor's essence from the ancient Emperor Tuoshe!"

"That source is in his cave, but to open it, we need to gather the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade!"

"Haha~"

The Yellow Springs Medicine God gave a bitter laugh and nodded at Ye Feng:

"To know so much before you die is enough. I hope you can advance to the Dou Di level in the future!"

"Good go, senior!"

Ye Feng looked at the vanishing Yellow Spring Demon Saint with a heavy expression, feeling a pang of regret in his heart.

If he weren't a remnant soul, Ye Feng would have tried to save him. But as a remnant soul, he could no longer cultivate, and all that awaited him was to die from exhaustion of energy.

His mission is complete; perhaps disappearing is the only relief for him!

Telling the Yellow Spring Demon Saint the secret can be considered as making up for his regret, and thus it can be considered as doing a good deed.

Yellow Spring Demon Saint: Hehe~

I'm going to tie you up with my Q!

The moment that figure disappeared, the mountain throne collapsed with a thunderous roar, eventually vanishing into nothingness.

Looking at the now dark and empty void, Ye Feng sighed softly, then waved his arm and disappeared with the colorful butterfly...

"Uncle Yaoming, did it usually take this long for your clan's experts to enter the stone tablet?"

Seven days had passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Ling'er, her face full of worry, asked.

Upon hearing this, Yao Ming hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

“In the past, none of our clan’s strong members have been able to stay inside the stone tablet for more than half an hour. But since the Pavilion Master is so strong, there will definitely be no accidents. Little Ling’er, don’t worry!”

"Really? Auntie!"

Little Ling'er looked at Little Fairy Doctor with her big eyes full of doubt and worry and asked.

"Of course~ Your father is incredibly powerful; no one but your mother can handle him!"

Little Fairy Doctor squatted down, stroked Little Ling'er's head, and smiled.

"Cough cough~"

At that moment, a dry cough came from Ye Feng's mouth, which was certainly not the most untimely thing to do.

He was actually teased by his own wife as if he were her daughter. He was afraid of his first wife. Didn't he, the dignified Pavilion Master, have any dignity?

"Dad~"

Seeing Ye Feng's eyes open, Xiao Ling'er excitedly opened her arms and rushed over.

This sight warmed Ye Feng's heart. Looking at the clever little Ling'er, Ye Feng excitedly hugged her tightly and affectionately kissed her cheek.

"Dad, why did you take so long to come out? Ling'er, I've already mastered those finger and palm fighting techniques!"

"what?"

Hearing the childish female voice close to his ear, Ye Feng was startled and immediately turned his gaze to Little Fairy Doctor and the others.

Yao Ming had already wisely left, allowing the family to have a get-together, as there were still many matters to attend to within the clan.

When he saw the others nod, Ye Feng stared at Ling'er in disbelief:

"Good heavens! Ling'er, you're defying the heavens! It seems your strength will soon catch up with your father and mother!"

"Of course! I want to become stronger, and then protect my dad, mom, and mothers..."

Ling'er nodded firmly, then looked at Ye Feng timidly and whispered:

"Daddy~ When are you going to let Ling'er cultivate?"

"Haha~ Of course, you can do it anytime! You've even mastered Heaven-Rank Battle Techniques. If I don't let you cultivate them, wouldn't that be burying your monstrous talent that surpasses mine?"

"Yay~ Ling'er loves Daddy the most!"

Little Ling'er happily kissed Ye Feng's cheek with her little mouth.

"Huh? Daddy, why hasn't Mommy woken up yet?"

Ling'er suddenly saw that Cai Die was still sitting cross-legged there and asked in surprise.

"Your little mother will be in seclusion for a while longer. She'll stay with you after she wakes up!"

Upon hearing this, Little Ling'er smacked her lips in anguish and pouted, saying: