Chapter 67: The Two Saints Take Action
The ancient land lay silent, broken only by the labored breathing and muffled groans of a young man enduring great pain. Meanwhile, outside the ruins, chaos erupted.
As a massive black and white flame dragon burst from the spatial fissure, the onlookers were initially stunned. But their awe quickly turned to horror as disaster struck.
"Is that the Yin Yang Saint Flame?" someone gasped in excitement.
However, before they could react further, the enormous flame dragon, spanning hundreds of meters, exploded with a deafening roar.
In an instant, a sea of flames engulfed the surrounding hundred kilometers. From the blazing inferno, a sinister black mist began to spread.
"This isn't good it's the black mist from the Yin side!" a Black Wind Sect elder exclaimed, his face paling.
Before the crowd could respond, the mist crept closer.
"Everyone, activate your Dou Qi barriers! This mist is highly dangerous!"
The Black Wind Sect elder's warning had barely left his lips when a Dou Huang expert who had been touched by the mist let out a bloodcurdling scream.
In mere moments, his body sprouted grotesque red fur, his eyes turned dark red, and his bones cracked and twisted unnaturally. His appearance became monstrous and terrifying.
Within minutes, the Dou Huang was no longer human. Letting out a guttural roar, he lunged at his nearby companions, intent on slaughter.
"Run for your lives!" someone shouted, and the crowd scattered in panic.
Despite their desperate flight, several Dou Huang experts and even a Dou Zong were unable to avoid contact with the mist.
The Dou Huangs rapidly transformed into red furred monstrosities. The Dou Zong, at first, showed no changes and allowed himself a sigh of relief. But then he noticed his body hair slowly turning crimson.
"No!"
A feral scream erupted from one of the mutated Dou Huangs as he charged at a Dou Zun expert.
"Courting death!" The Dou Zun sneered and casually swatted the creature into a bloody mist with a single blow.
But just as the mist dissipated, a wisp of black fog shot toward him.
"Let's see what you're made of." The Dou Zun smirked and trapped the black mist in a cocoon of Dou Qi.
Moments later, his face paled as he realized the mist was seeping into his Dou Qi. The once pure blue energy rapidly darkened, corrupted by the sinister force.
The Dou Zun panicked and dispersed his Dou Qi cocoon, retreating with alarming speed.
"This mist is troubling even for Dou Zun experts?"
The distant onlookers trembled at the sight, their faces filled with fear. For them, Dou Zun experts were invincible beings, yet even they were cautious against this black mist.
The mist, empowered by the Yin Yang Saint Flame's detonation, spread rapidly, corrupting everything in its path. Animals and plants turned monstrous, with black veins crawling across their surfaces.
If left unchecked, the mist would soon transform the entire region into a hellish landscape of slaughter.
"Master Xiao Yan is still inside!"
Near the ancient ruins, Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu exchanged concerned glances. Beside them, the two elderly women from the Yao Clan also wore worried expressions.
"But this mist…" Xiao Wen frowned as he drew a wisp of the black fog toward him with his Dou Qi.
The mist struggled violently, threatening to taint his Dou Qi. Despite his half saint cultivation, his expression grew grim as he observed the mist's insidious nature.
Even when he combined Dou Qi with spatial energy to create a barrier, the mist's persistence caused faint dark streaks to appear on the barrier after repeated collisions.
"This sinister mist can corrupt not just Dou Qi but even space itself," Xiao Wen said gravely. "Even with both of us exhausting our Dou Qi, we'd only be able to clear a small fraction of it."
"Only a three star Dou Sheng or higher could suppress this mist entirely," he added. "Alternatively, a top ten Heavenly Flame could gradually purify it over time."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu and the Yao Clan elders exchanged solemn looks. The threat was even more dire than they had anticipated.
"Still," Xiao Wen continued, "while we can't destroy it entirely, we can seal it temporarily."
The two brothers shared a determined nod.
In the next instant, overwhelming waves of Dou Qi surged from their bodies, their combined power enough to make distant onlookers shudder in awe.
"They're half saints!" a Dou Zun expert muttered in disbelief.
The crowd, including several Dou Zong and Dou Huang experts, looked on in reverent silence. The sheer might of Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu left them in awe.
"Let's begin," Xiao Wu said, summoning fiery energy from the heavens. Xiao Wen responded by conjuring a surging tide of water.
The water and fire energies intertwined, creating a vortex that compressed the black mist. The mist struggled violently but was gradually forced into a concentrated sphere.
Despite its resistance, the mist's power had waned significantly after millennia of suppression by the Yin Yang Evil Saint's Saint Flame.
Eventually, Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu sealed the mist within a hundred meter wide energy barrier, strengthened by their combined spatial powers.
"Phew." Xiao Wen wiped the sweat from his brow. "This seal should last about a year."
Their task complete, the two half saints turned their attention back to the ruins, ignoring the awestruck gazes of the surrounding cultivators.
Thus began their silent vigil, which lasted seven days.
Deep within the ruins, Xiao Yan finally opened his eyes.
"The first Heavenly Flame… successfully refined."
His soft words echoed through the ancient space as black and white flames flickered faintly in his pitch black pupils.
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