Chapter 60: The Evil Saint Appears
Crack! A sound only perceptible to the soul resonated through the air. In Xiao Yan and Yao Ling's eyes, the invisible barrier, accessible only through soul power, began to crack. Fissures quickly spread across its surface until the barrier shattered completely into fragments, vanishing into thin air.
With the barrier gone, an intense heat radiated from the altar, so powerful it seemed to distort the air.
On the altar, a black and a white fish swam leisurely, exuding an occasional wisp of flame. The black fish burned with white flames, while the white fish bore black flames. Each wisp carried a terrifying temperature.
"Heavenly Flames!" Xiao Yan and Yao Ling both felt their hearts surge with excitement as they gazed at the flames.
For any aspiring alchemist, possessing a Heavenly Flame was a dream that signified unparalleled growth and power.
"Now comes the question: who will claim it?" Xiao Yan muttered, glancing sideways at Yao Ling. Her clear, cold eyes were also fixed on him with equal vigilance.
Moments ago, her devastating soul attack had proven its terrifying power. Even with the advanced soul techniques Xiao Yan inherited from the Soul Clan, he estimated that he could withstand just one such strike before succumbing. Two strikes would spell doom.
The Empyrean Soul Constitution was truly terrifying, with its natural potential to reach the emperor level in soul cultivation.
Yao Ling, too, regarded Xiao Yan with caution. That final blow had drained her vitality costing a portion of her precious blood essence. If she were forced to unleash such an attack again, she would risk damaging her very foundation.
"I know I'm incredibly handsome, but is it necessary to keep staring at me like this?" Xiao Yan teased, flashing a bashful smile.
If she hadn't witnessed his ruthless actions earlier, Yao Ling might have genuinely mistaken him for a shy and innocent young man.
"Drop the act. Let's decide who gets the Yin Yang Twin Flame now," Yao Ling replied coldly.
"How about we split it? You take one half, and I take the other," Xiao Yan suggested with a playful grin.
"Are you really the Xiao Clan's Saint Son? Don't you know the nature of the Yin Yang Twin Flame?" Yao Ling snapped, her tone icy.
She rejected the idea outright.
Unlike other Heavenly Flames with single attributes, the Yin Yang Twin Flame embodied the balance of yin and yang, a fundamental law of nature.
If someone absorbed only the Yang Flame, they would gain immense power, but at the cost of being tormented by constant fiery agony and insatiable energy. In simple terms, they would become an uncontrollable "human sized terrier."
Conversely, absorbing only the Yin Flame would plunge the individual into cold detachment, sapping their emotions and turning them into a soulless killing machine.
Only by refining both flames simultaneously could one achieve balance and avoid their adverse effects.
"Of course, I know that," Xiao Yan said, chuckling. Beneath his playful tone, Dou Qi quietly gathered in his legs.
"Then we'll " Yao Ling's expression changed abruptly. Xiao Yan's face, still adorned with a mischievous smile, began to blur as his figure slowly faded into nothingness.
Her soul sense flared in alarm. Without hesitation, she spun around and lashed out with her jade like palm, targeting the direction she sensed danger.
Her attack collided with a fiery fist surrounded by azure flames.
Boom!
The impact forced Yao Ling to stagger backward a few steps. Though her physical strength was no match for Xiao Yan's, as a Medicine Clan prodigy, her combat skills and techniques were far superior to ordinary opponents.
She quickly formed another Soul Piercing Spear and hurled it at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan's expression turned serious. He conjured a soul shield to block the attack, though the force left him pale. Even so, he advanced without hesitation, closing the distance between them.
Thanks to his mastery of the Heavenly Mirage Nine Shadows technique, his speed was unmatched among those of the same level.
"Demon Subduing Dragon Claw!" Xiao Yan lunged forward, targeting a weak spot in Yao Ling's defense.
A more seasoned fighter might have risked taking the hit to deliver a decisive counterattack, but Yao Ling, raised as the cherished Medicine Clan Saintess, lacked both combat experience and the shamelessness that Xiao Yan possessed in spades.
"Shameless!" Yao Ling hissed, deflecting his strike. However, her wrist was swiftly caught by Xiao Yan's iron grip.
"Shamelessness is a virtue!" Xiao Yan quipped, playfully tapping her palm with his finger.
Unused to physical contact, Yao Ling flinched. The soul attack she was preparing dissipated in her surprise.
Using his overwhelming strength, Xiao Yan pulled her forward, spinning her off balance. In one smooth motion, he pressed her shoulder and flung her backward.
Thud!
Before Yao Ling could react, her face was pressed against the ground.
Ignoring any thought of pity, Xiao Yan twisted her arm behind her back and restrained her by the shoulders. His grip left no room for struggle.
"Stay still. I don't want to hurt you, but don't push me," Xiao Yan warned. His voice was low, his breath warm against her ear.
"You're despicable!" Yao Ling snarled, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. Feeling his body pressed against hers, she tried to gather her soul power for another attack.
However, Xiao Yan's close proximity, combined with the strange influence of the ruins, left him feeling dazed.
"If you use another soul attack, I might lose control and do something you'll regret," Xiao Yan said, shifting slightly.
The subtle motion sent a wave of alarm through Yao Ling. She froze, her expression shifting from fury to confusion, then mortification as her face turned crimson.
"Xiao Yan, I'll kill you!" she shrieked, unleashing a wild burst of soul power.
"Damn it, don't push me!" Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, enduring the attack despite the searing pain in his mind.
In desperation, he lunged forward and bit down on the jade pendant she wore around her neck.
Yao Ling stiffened, her body growing weaker as another vital pressure point was struck.
But her mortification quickly turned into a blinding rage. As the Medicine Clan's Saintess, she had never suffered such humiliation. Her eyes glinted with fury, glowing crimson as her killing intent surged.
"Crap, she's really going to snap!" Xiao Yan muttered, realizing the danger. He had no intention of truly harming Yao Ling his only goal was to secure the flames.
"Creak.Creak. What a delightful scene to wake up to."
Before the situation could escalate further, a deep, ancient voice echoed through the chamber, causing both Xiao Yan and Yao Ling to freeze in shock.
Their gazes turned to the altar, where the Yin Yang Twin Flame swirled. Standing at its center was a black and white figure, his expression amused as he watched them.
The Evil Saint had appeared.
(Chapter End)
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