, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao's Shock [Please Subscribe!]

Chapter 70, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao's Shock [Please Subscribe!]

But that boy—

He simply stood there, without even a trace of flame appearing on his body.

It swallowed the strange fire completely.

This was completely beyond his understanding of cultivation.

"teacher----"

Xiao Yan's voice trembled slightly as he asked, "Strange Fire—can it devour like this?"

The old doctor remained silent for a long time.

"cannot."

"At least, I haven't seen anyone who can do that yet."

"Little Yanzi, this person harbors a great secret!"

Xiao Yan remained silent.

He just stared intently at the figure at the bottom of the canyon, as if trying to etch every detail into his mind.

Just now.

The figure moved.

Su Ye transformed into a purple divine rainbow and soared into the sky, disappearing into the depths of the clouds in an instant.

He didn't even glance at Xiao Yan.

He didn't leave a single word from beginning to end.

It was as if Xiao Yan and his disciples were nothing more than an inconspicuous stone by the roadside in his eyes.

The canyon returned to silence.

All that remains are the ravaged, crumbling rock walls and the hissing sound of lava and cold springs intertwined.

Xiao Yan's legs went weak, and he slid down against the rock wall.

"Teacher—who exactly is that person?"

The old doctor emerged from the Bone Inflammation Ring, his illusory figure appearing particularly frail in the night wind.

"I don't know."

"But this boy's strength has probably surpassed that of a Dou Zong, and may even have reached the level of a Dou Zun."

He paused, his tone growing increasingly serious.

"The mysterious power contained in his palm strike when he suppressed the strange fire could not be explained by ordinary battle qi techniques."

Xiao Yan gripped the Xuan Heavy Ruler tightly, his heart filled with shock, and a surge of intense emotions welled up within him.

It's longing!

"Strange Fire—so this is how it can be collected."

"Suppressed with a single palm strike, without even needing to undergo the refining tribulation."

The old doctor glanced at him and slowly shook his head.

"Xiao Yanzi, don't follow his example."

"This person's path is not suitable for you."

He sighed, a rare hint of weariness in his voice.

"This person is neither friend nor foe, but possesses immense strength. If you encounter him again in the future, be careful not to provoke him."

Xiao Yan remained silent for a moment.

He stared in the direction where the purple divine rainbow had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.

The old doctor sighed softly.

He could understand his disciple's feelings.

After witnessing firsthand the power of the strong to move mountains and fill seas, and then comparing it to one's own insignificance, anyone would feel a surge of emotion.

But some things you can't have just because you desire them.

At least----

Not now.

Finally, Xiao Yan nodded heavily.

"Disciple understands."

He stood up, brushed the rubble off his robe, and took one last look at the shattered valley.

"Though the strange fire is lost, the path ahead remains!"

Xiao Yan clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fury.

"One day, I will also possess that power."

The old doctor looked at the unyielding spirit in his disciple's eyes with satisfaction.

"This child is teachable!"

"Let's go, we shouldn't stay here any longer."

"The lingering Yin-Yang energy keeps low-level magical beasts away, but powerful beings might come to investigate."

He floated in front of Xiao Yan, his illusory hand resting on the boy's shoulder.

"Although the Yin-Yang Twin Flames are lost, there are still other flames on the Strange Flame Ranking."

"As your teacher, I will definitely help you find the next one."

Xiao Yan nodded emphatically, then turned and left.

The giant black ruler cast a long shadow under the moonlight.

Thousands of miles away.

Su Ye stood above the clouds, looking down at the surging sea of ​​clouds below.

He glanced back in the direction of the Monster Mountain Range.

"Xiao Yan, Yao Chen—"

"The plot has indeed started to deviate."

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If he can take away the Yin-Yang Twin Flames today, tomorrow he can take away the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame, the Fallen Heart Flame, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, and the Pure Lotus Demon Flame.

Xiao Yan's great opportunity was cut off by him with a single stroke, which will inevitably affect the growth trajectory of the future Flame Emperor.

But Su Ye didn't care.

He didn't come into this world to follow the prescribed script.

The World Tree needed to devour the source, so it took the source.

As for opportunities for others?

The treasures of heaven and earth belong to the virtuous.

Virtue, however, has always been linked to strength.

Su Ye withdrew his gaze, turned around, and stepped into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

The moonlight remains the same.

The beasts of the Monster Mountain Range remained awake all night.

A purple rainbow streaked across the clouds.

Su Ye stood with his hands behind his back on the horizon, with white clouds surging like the sea beneath his feet.

A day and a night have passed since we left the Monster Mountain Range.

The World Tree grows quietly in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the black and white Dao patterns on its leaves slowly flowing, and with each rotation, a wisp of Yin-Yang Daoist energy permeates its body.

He looked down at the ground.

The map of the Gama Empire unfolded between the gaps in the clouds.

The capital city is located in the northeast.

The Yunlan Sect is located in the mountain range south of the capital.

A cold and aloof face appeared in Su Ye's mind.

Yunyun.

Several months ago in the Monster Mountain Range, he exchanged an amethyst for one of her conditions.

Now is the time to cash in.

Su Ye's lips curled up slightly.

The successive young sect leaders of Yunlan Sect entered the Gate of Life and Death at the Dou Ling realm, and emerged as the peak of Dou Wang.

What's hidden in that little world, independent of the outside world, is something even the Yunlan Sect itself probably can't say for sure.

The opportunity to elevate a Dou Ling to Dou Wang is no ordinary one.

He took a step forward, and the purple divine rainbow headed straight for the mountain range where the Yunlan Sect was located.

early morning.

The main peak of Yunlan Sect.

The mist had not yet dissipated, but the square paved with bluestone was already full of people.

Hundreds of disciples lined up in a square formation, their moon-white training uniforms swaying slightly in the morning breeze.

With a shout from the leading deacon, the disciples stepped forward in unison, pushing their right palms forward in perfect unison.

"drink!"

Hundreds of battle qi erupted simultaneously, creating a shockwave on the bluestone slab in the center of the square.

This is where the Yunlan Sect practices its daily morning exercises, rain or shine, without fail.

The foundation of the number one sect in the Gama Empire is embodied in this square.

Any spy from any faction could understand how solid the foundation of the Yunlan Sect's descendants was with just a glance.

"Stay calm! When using Qi to cross the meridians, you must go through the Shaoyang Sanjiao, not the Hand Yangming!"

The leading deacon was a middle-aged man in his forties with a short beard, who shouted and cursed as he walked.

A young disciple was called upon, his face flushed red, and he quickly adjusted his breathing.

His companion, suppressing a laugh, stole a glance at him.

Just now.

Suddenly, a person appeared in the sky directly above the square.

The figure stood suspended in mid-air, his blue and white Taoist robe fluttering gently in the morning breeze.

The young deacon was the first to realize something was wrong.

He looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"That is—"

More disciples raised their heads.

Then, the entire square fell into a deathly silence.

The breathing of hundreds of people stopped at the same time.

The figure stood with his hands behind his back, without any battle aura forming wings, simply standing in the void.

"Feet—feet stepping on empty air?!"

One of the disciples' lips trembled, his voice filled with shock.

This sentence is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

The entire square erupted in chaos.

"It truly is treading on thin air! There are no wings formed from battle aura!"

"A Dou Zong! A Dou Zong powerhouse!"

"Terrifying!!"

"How can he be so young? He looks about our age!"

"Impossible! When did the Jia Ma Empire produce such a young Dou Zong?"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

The disciples in the front row involuntarily took two steps back, while the disciples in the back row stood on tiptoe and craned their necks to look ahead.

Several timid female disciples turned pale, their palms sweating profusely.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of the leading deacon.

He had spent twenty years in the Yunlan Sect and had seen many powerful figures.

The Yunyun Sect Master is a three-star Dou Huang, while the Yunshan Sect Master was at the peak of a nine-star Dou Huang before going into seclusion.

But transforming battle qi into wings and stepping on the void are two completely different concepts.

The Douhuang is strong.

Dou Zong is another level.

The fact that such a young Dou Zong is standing above you means that he has a power behind him that is enough to make the entire Gama Empire tremble.

"Quickly—go and report to the Grand Elder!"

The steward grabbed a disciple who was still relatively agile, his voice low but extremely urgent.

The disciple was stunned for a moment before reacting, then turned and ran wildly towards the Elder Hall, almost tripping and falling.

The remaining people stood still, not daring to breathe.

Hundreds of eyes stared at the figure in the air, their gazes filled with awe, fear, curiosity, and a hint of longing.

Su Ye did not look down at them.

His divine sense had already spread out.

The entire Yunlan Sect was covered by that invisible divine sense.

Wherever his divine sense swept, any restrictions or arrays that concealed his aura were rendered useless in his eyes.

Deep in the back mountains.

Inside a stone chamber with its doors tightly shut, a figure whose aura had recently broken through to the Dou Zong realm was emanating from within.

His fighting spirit was powerful, yet it carried a hint of fragility, like a forcibly assembled set of building blocks that would collapse at the slightest breeze.

The fighting spirit also contained a faint trace of strange medicinal power.

Su Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.

Yunshan.

Just like in the original story, he forcibly broke through to the Dou Zong realm with the help of pills from the Soul Palace.

With such a foundation, one can never hope to advance any further in this lifetime.

His divine sense continued to penetrate downwards.

Deep underground, in a more hidden corner, lingers a cold, decaying aura.

The aura was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, its entire body exuding a foul stench.

The Protector of the Soul Palace.

Su Ye withdrew his divine sense, a faint hint of coldness appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Let's not alert them yet.

His primary objective in coming to the Yunlan Sect today is the Gate of Life and Death.

He spoke slowly.

"An old friend has come to visit. Yun Yun, the sect leader of Yunlan Sect, comes out to greet him."

The sound wasn't loud.

Yet, it rippled through the entire Yunlan Sect.

Many disciples felt a tremor in their hearts, as if they had been gently pressed down by an invisible mountain, leaving them with no thought of resistance.

Several elders who were meditating suddenly opened their eyes.

"That voice—"

"Someone forced their way through the mountain gate?!"

The doors of the Elders' Hall were pushed open, and several figures flew out.

The first to rush out was Elder Yunling.

He unfolded his battle aura wings, paused in mid-air, and looked towards the square.

Then he saw the figure suspended in the void, the blue and white Taoist robe, and the face that was unbelievably young.

Yun Leng's eye twitched violently.

"Battle Master————"

Behind him, the Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fourth Elder arrived one after another.

Everyone's expression was exactly the same: first shock, then confusion, and finally, deep apprehension.

"Elder, this person—"

The Second Elder lowered his voice and only said half of what he meant.

Yun Leng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "A Dou Zong!"

He paused, then added, "And such a young Dou Zong at that—"

The Third Elder stared at Su Ye for several moments, then suddenly said, "He said it was an old friend visiting—does he know the Sect Master?"

"Possibly."

A thoughtful glint flashed in Yun Leng's eyes, then he lowered his voice: "Keep him calm for now."

"You few come with me to greet them, and be sure to treat them with utmost respect."

"Furthermore, immediately send someone to the capital to inform the sect leader!"

"The fastest way to send messages!"

The Fourth Elder nodded and turned to fly off in another direction.

Yun Leng straightened his sleeves and led the remaining elders to fly ten feet in front of Su Ye, where they stood in the void.

He was the first to bow, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"My lord, I am Yun Ling, the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect."

Su Ye's gaze fell on him, and she nodded slightly.

Yun Ling raised his head with a respectful smile and continued, "The sect leader is currently handling important matters at the Nalan family residence in the capital and is not in the sect."

"I have already sent someone to urgently request the sect leader to return immediately."

"Please move to the main hall and wait a moment, sir."

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Su Ye's face, trying to glean some information from that gentle and refined countenance.

I couldn't see anything.

That face was as calm as an ancient well.

The Second Elder stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying, "The Yunlan Sect is the number one sect in the Jiama Empire and has always been hospitable."

"Since Your Excellency has come in person, we should treat you with the highest courtesy."

Several elders bowed simultaneously.

They appeared calm, but their backs were already soaked with sweat.

If a Dou Zong (a high-ranking cultivator) were to personally visit the Yunlan Sect, and if our enemies came knocking, this thousand-year-old sect might not be able to survive today.

But the other party said it was an "old friend visiting" and specifically asked to see the sect leader.

At least for now, they are not enemies.

Yun Leng was quickly calculating in his mind.

When did the sect leader meet such a person?

A prodigy from Zhongzhou?

Or is he a descendant of some reclusive power?

Just now.

A muffled thud came from the direction of the back mountain.

boom!

The entire main peak trembled slightly.

A gray-white figure emerged from the stone chamber at the back of the mountain, stepping through the void as it walked towards the plaza.

With each step, a visible ripple spread through the space beneath their feet, and the air was compressed, emitting a low hum.

He was an old man with a weathered face but bright, piercing eyes.

He wore a long gray-white robe, his beard and hair were all white, and he released his Dou Zong aura without any concealment.

"It's the former sect leader!"

Someone shouted.

The disciples in the square erupted in cheers.

"The old sect leader has emerged from seclusion!"

"Stepping into the void! The old sect master has also broken through to the Dou Zong realm!"

"The Yunlan Sect finally has a Dou Zong (Battle Master) in charge!"

Yun Leng trembled all over, his expression was excited, and tears streamed down his face.

"Old Sect Master!"

The other elders were also too excited to speak.

Yunshan walked up to the sky above the square and stopped twenty feet away from Su Ye.

His gaze swept across Su Ye's face, a hint of shock flashing deep in his pupils, which he quickly suppressed, and a warm smile bloomed on his face.

"I am Yunshan, the previous sect leader of the Yunlan Sect."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his posture gentle yet dignified, like a kind elder greeting a younger generation.

"May I ask your name, young friend? Are you an old acquaintance of Yun'er?"

Yunshan was also feeling uneasy.

The aura emanating from the young man before him was unfathomable. Even with his Dou Zong cultivation level, he couldn't see through him at all when he probed with his soul perception.

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