Chapter 132: A Contest of Souls

At the summit of that mountain peak, suddenly, a golden light broke through the clouds and mist, condensing into a solemn and ancient throne, upon which sat a figure wearing a brilliant yellow robe.

His gaze locked tightly onto the figure on the throne, and he muttered to himself, "The remnant soul of the Huangquan Yaosheng, huh..."

The yellow-robed figure spoke slowly; though the voice was faint, it exploded in Jiang Xing's ears like thunder: "Little one, this is not a place you should come to; retreat quickly." The voice contained terrifying soul pressure, as if it were about to crush Jiang Xing's soul into powder.

However, Jiang Xing's expression remained normal, as if this soul pressure didn't exist.

Looking at the yellow-robed figure, Jiang Xing said directly, "I came here for the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Yellow Spring Essence Blood. If you give me these two things, Senior, I will leave immediately." His voice carried a sense of determination and confidence.

The yellow-robed figure smiled slightly, as if he had seen something interesting: "Heh, you are quite frank!" His voice carried a hint of approval.

However, changing the subject, he added, "But if you want the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Essence Blood, you must first defeat me."

Jiang Xing had long anticipated this battle, so he wasn't surprised.

He took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes: "Then please, Senior, enlighten me!"

Jiang Xing knew that this Huangquan Yaosheng wouldn't give him the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Essence Blood so easily.

Thus, Jiang Xing stopped wasting words with him and directly assumed a fighting stance.

For Jiang Xing to declare war on him so directly, the Huangquan Yaosheng was not dissatisfied; instead, he was somewhat appreciative and laughed heartily: "Haha, little one has guts; then today, I will let you see properly!" The voice was loud and far-reaching.

Appreciation was appreciation, but the Huangquan Yaosheng still didn't choose to give the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Essence Blood directly to Jiang Xing.

The reason he left this inheritance was to find someone who could withstand the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and to pass down this Battle Skill.

Therefore, even if he appreciated Jiang Xing's character, the Huangquan Yaosheng would not hold back.

As the Huangquan Yaosheng's words fell, his figure seemed to merge into the surrounding void, and a strong soul fluctuation erupted suddenly.

This fluctuation was like a storm, carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, whistling toward Jiang Xing.

Under the influence of this fluctuation, the surrounding space began to twist and deform, as if being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand.

Facing this probing strike from the Huangquan Yaosheng, Jiang Xing's expression remained unchanged.

Jiang Xing formed hand seals with both hands, and a dazzling soul arc appeared out of thin air.

This arc danced in the air like a spirit snake, emitting a crackling sound and releasing powerful soul power.

The soul arc shot out, meeting the Huangquan Yaosheng's attack directly.

The two collided fiercely in the air, erupting with dazzling light and a deafening roar.

In the end, the arc still managed to fend off the Huangquan Yaosheng's attack.

This scene made the Huangquan Yaosheng somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Jiang Xing to be able to withstand his probe so easily.

Jiang Xing used a soul attack, and the Huangquan Yaosheng saw his soul realm at a glance.

"Late stage of the Heavenly Realm, not bad at all!" A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but then he returned to calm.

"However, my soul realm has reached the Emperor Realm. If you don't have any other skills, I'm afraid you won't be taking away this Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and Essence Blood!"

Facing the Huangquan Yaosheng's bluntness, Jiang Xing didn't show the slightest fear.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and a confident smile curled the corners of his mouth: "How will I know if I don't try?"

Jiang Xing was quite confident in his ability to defeat this Huangquan Yaosheng.

After all, when Xiao Yan came here in the original story, he was only a one-star Dou Saint, and his soul realm was also at the late stage of the Heavenly Realm, just like his.

Jiang Xing's strength was stronger than Xiao Yan's, his soul realm was no worse than Xiao Yan's, and he had even learned a Heaven-tier Middle-level offensive soul technique—the Hunmo Palm.

He really couldn't imagine how he could lose!

The Huangquan Yaosheng looked deeply at Jiang Xing, seeing that upon learning of his Emperor Realm soul cultivation, he not only showed no fear but became even more confident and determined, and the appreciation in his heart grew even stronger.

After all, someone who fears before the battle has no qualification to receive his inheritance!

The Huangquan Yaosheng slowly raised both palms and pressed them lightly against the ground.

Immediately, the ground began to tremble violently, as if some ancient and powerful force were awakening.

Following that, countless massive fingers broke through the ground; these fingers were like demonic claws reaching out from beneath the Nine Nether, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth as they slammed toward Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing did not take this strike from the Huangquan Yaosheng lightly.

He clearly remembered that Exotic Fire had a restraining effect on the power of the Huangquan Yaosheng.

Thus, Jiang Xing quickly mobilized the Exotic Fire energy within his body, fusing it with his soul power to form a soul attack carrying scorching flames.

When this soul attack carrying Exotic Fire collided with those massive fingers, it actually emitted a deafening roar.

He saw those fingers collapse rapidly under Jiang Xing's soul attack.

Seeing this, a flash of surprise crossed the Huangquan Yaosheng's eyes.

"Your soul actually contains the power of Exotic Fire!" The Huangquan Yaosheng's voice was filled with shock; clearly, he was surprised by this special soul power of Jiang Xing's.

The Huangquan Yaosheng, with his Emperor Realm soul, could naturally sense the Exotic Fire power Jiang Xing had mixed into his soul attack.

What shocked him even more was that Jiang Xing's soul also seemed to contain the power of Exotic Fire.

This power, which fused soul and Exotic Fire, was undoubtedly extremely rare.

Jiang Xing had no intention of explaining this to the Huangquan Yaosheng.

And the Huangquan Yaosheng was only surprised for a moment before he began to form complex hand seals, and an extremely terrifying fluctuation spread out, causing the entire space to tremble.

The Huangquan Yaosheng's voice was low and majestic: "Little one, this is the final move. If you can withstand it, the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Essence Blood will be yours!"

As the Huangquan Yaosheng's words fell, those fluctuations gradually converged, finally condensing into a massive soul phantom.

This phantom emitted a powerful pressure, as if it could devour the soul of any living being.

Jiang Xing knew that the Huangquan Yaosheng was about to unleash his ultimate move, the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage.

Jiang Xing's expression began to turn serious; the critical moment had arrived. As long as he withstood this Yellow Spring Heaven Rage, he could successfully obtain the Yellow Spring Heaven Rage and the Essence Blood. If he couldn't withstand it...

Jiang Xing felt that if he couldn't withstand it, the consequences might be very serious.

Therefore, Jiang Xing did not hesitate further and also began to form seals.

His hands moved rapidly and accurately, every movement filled with power and rhythm. As the hand seals were formed, a powerful soul fluctuation began to condense around him.

Gradually, a massive black-red palm emerged before Jiang Xing.

Just finished drinking with a friend, so only one chapter today; I'll make up two more for you during the May Day holiday.

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