493. Soul Impact
493. Soul Impact
During the time Xiao Yan was using the Soul Transference Technique, both Xuan Kongzi and Wei Jiangyuan had some guesses in their minds, but they dared not confirm them until Xiao Yan made his move. After all, they both felt that their own thoughts were rather astonishing.
As for Xiao Yan's current state, it's clear to anyone with eyes that his soul power has been strengthened under the circumstances of this trial!
"This guy is still hiding his true abilities even now, he's really patient!" Wei Jiangyuan's tone still carried a hint of respect.
What they didn't expect was that Ling He had set up a concealment mechanism on these steps in order to deal with Xiao Yan, and what they were sensing now was not the real Xiao Yan.
The person who is now facing Xiao Yan's strongest soul power is Ling He, a Dou Sheng of the Spirit Clan.
At this moment, Ling He was also sitting cross-legged in a secret room not far from the trial grounds. Sensing Xiao Yan's condition, Ling He sneered, "Kid, so what if you've strengthened yourself? This time, get out of here completely!"
When Xiao Yan attacked earlier, she was confident that she could defeat him in one blow, so she attacked without waiting. However, Xiao Yan's resilience was beyond her expectations. He actually withstood the attack and even retreated to the eighty-ninth step, making it impossible for her to continue targeting him.
This time, she was determined to defeat Xiao Yan here and stop him from continuing his rampage.
Xiao Yan could still faintly sense the enormous fluctuations of soul power ahead, but at this moment he was no longer afraid!
Xiao Yan stepped forward without hesitation. This time, the soul impact was not as strong, so there was no need for Xiao Yan to stop.
The 90th level!
There's a rule on the Spirit Clan's Ascent Steps: you can only move forward, not backward. The moment Xiao Yan stepped onto the ninetieth step, a tidal wave of soul power swept over him. Coupled with the Spirit Clan's prior preparations, this soul power was truly felt only by Xiao Yan.
This time, however, Xiao Yan's stance remained unshaken: "No matter how many tricks you have up your sleeve, how can you stop me?"
With his powerful soul force no longer concealed, Xiao Yan's Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body crackled with lightning as he withstood the impact of the soul force that was as mighty as heaven, and continued to lift his foot upward!
The one who could best sense Xiao Yan's power at this moment was Ling He, who was projecting her soul power onto the steps in the secret chamber. Her face showed a hint of anger: "You dare continue? You've got some nerve!"
The soul power on Xiao Yan's feet was constantly being blocked. Layers of ethereal soul power appeared and were crushed by his feet, and the sound of ethereal souls colliding rang out.
"Suppress!" A light shone from Ling He's forehead. Although she was already a Dou Sheng, her soul power hadn't yet reached the Heavenly Realm. The power projected onto her Spirit Rank was somewhat reduced. The Spirit Rank was controlled by the Spirit Clan, and she could still mobilize some of its power; overall, she was still at a late-stage Spirit Realm level, close to the peak. She absolutely couldn't believe she couldn't stop a boy in his early twenties.
Although Xiao Yan's movements were very slow at this moment, he was still falling continuously, soul against soul, neither of them was at a disadvantage!
Most importantly, Xiao Yan seemed completely unconcerned about his own soul power at this moment, consuming and squandering it at will.
"break!"
With a deep, angry roar, Xiao Yan shattered the ethereal soul power that had trapped him once more, and climbed another step upwards.
Ninety-one steps.
"Buzzing!"
Inside the secret chamber where Ling He was, the patterns of light shone brightly, and her soul power increased once again. This was all she could do; if she still couldn't stop Xiao Yan here, then she was powerless.
As he felt the soul power continuing to rise ahead, Xiao Yan felt a surge of indignation and grief. He found the methods of the Spirit Clan utterly despicable.
As descendants of an ancient Dou Di family, they lacked any semblance of decorum. It was one thing to compete for the championship at the Dan Gathering, but to create their own Heavenly Talent Ranking was another—and crucially, Xiao Yan had faced considerable targeting from them along the way.
The second trial involved enduring heavenly lightning. The lightning was so intense and terrifying that it was a terrifying spectacle. That level of lightning was clearly designed to kill me, but because of the Heavenly Lightning Forging Spirit, it ultimately failed to truly harm me.
In the third trial, he clearly saw the conflicts in the medicinal properties of the ten herbs. The reason he exploded was not only because he was in poor condition, but also partly because the last two herbs were difficult to handle.
Yet, despite this difficulty, he persevered and rose against the odds, now only four steps away from the summit. Seeing the tide turning against them, the Spirit Clan simply stopped pretending; such profound soul power was definitely not something a junior like Ling Zhuo could manipulate.
Who else could it be but Ling He, the Dou Sheng Elder of the Spirit Clan? This trial organized by the Spirit Clan is truly laughable. They could have simply given the reward to Ling Zhuo, but instead they insisted on using so many geniuses from the Central Plains to put on a show for them.
Having fought Ling Zhuo before, Xiao Yan naturally knew the latter's strength level. He didn't believe Ling Zhuo could make it to the end under this level of pressure. Most of the other Central Plains prodigies hadn't encountered this level of targeting; their focus on him alone stemmed from their fear that it would affect Ling Zhuo's position.
"You're targeting me like this, I'll make sure you don't get your way!"
"So what if you're from the Spirit Clan? So what if you're from Linghe? Get out of my way!"
Xiao Yan's soul power began to circulate wildly, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his deep eyes. He let out a low shout, his hands suddenly forming a seal, and his soul power erupted completely like a volcanic eruption.
"Soul Flow Black Whirlpool!"
As Xiao Yan's shout fell, his soul power suddenly transformed into a pitch-black vortex, containing boundless devouring power, seemingly capable of swallowing even heaven and earth. This was Soul Flow Black Vortex, one of the two great soul skills he obtained from the Pill Tower, capable of condensing soul power into a vortex to devour all obstacles.
In his spare time between the five trials, Xiao Yan never forgot to strengthen his own power. Although he still couldn't master the Hidden Shadow Needle, he was able to control and release the Soul Flow Black Vortex after continuous study.
The vortex relentlessly pulled and stirred the invisible barrier of the soul, its power terrifying, yet it remained impenetrable. The greatest effect of this soul skill, after all, was not to attack, but to restrict. Breaking through this meticulously crafted defense was proving quite difficult.
"A mere Earth-rank Soul Skill, Xiao Yan, you're still too naive!" Ling He muttered to herself in the secret chamber.
Ling He didn't notice that as she released her soul impact towards Xiao Yan again, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly went black, and a void that devoured everything appeared.
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