Chapter 299: The Dou Sheng of the Northwestern Continent
The Wan Du Mountain Range, stretching for thousands of miles, has been covered in poisonous miasma for years. The scale of these miasmas is enormous, and the poison within them is extremely diverse, almost enveloping everything in the mountains. Countless poisonous creatures have lived there for ages, nurturing and evolving into highly toxic beings, and even powerful Poison Masters are wary of approaching them. This just shows how dangerous it is.
Now, these terrifying miasmas were converging toward a certain point at a frightening speed, forming a funnel shape as they gathered.
The immense pressure swept through the entire Wan Du Mountain Range, making countless poisonous creatures tremble, as if facing a formidable being.
At this moment, Yao Yan seemed like an observer. His massive Hun power coldly watched as his body absorbed these poisonous substances. The moment these poisons entered his body, they were consumed by his Dou Qi, transforming into a source of power that was absorbed into every cell of his body. As the amount of poison consumed increased, his body's characteristics gradually began to shift, evolving towards the Toxic Body.
With Xiao Yi Xian as a template, having observed how her Toxic Body was activated, and combined with the Ice Emperor's rough draft, creating a perfect postnatal Toxic Body was not difficult for Yao Yan.
But what he needed was not the Toxic Body itself.
Although the Toxic Body was strong, it still had its limitations. What Yao Yan needed was the "Chaos Body," a body capable of containing everything. The Burning Decision could devour heavenly flames, fusing their attributes into his Dou Qi, adding other properties to his body, such as the power of the stars, ice, water, wind, and so on.
What Yao Yan needed to do was to use this process to push his body's transformation further, fully merging the attributes of Dou Qi into his body and changing his constitution and bloodline.
As for the so-called Dou Di bloodline, Yao Yan now had a clearer understanding of its essence.
Once a cultivator breaks through to the Dou Di level, their body undergoes a complete transformation, becoming the epitome of the Dou Qi they cultivate. Similar to the Toxic Body, it aligns perfectly with the attributes of heaven and earth energy, and the offspring will benefit from it. The closer they are to the direct bloodline, the closer their body will be to the source, similar to the innate Dao Body.
The full activation of the Toxic Body was terrifying. Xiao Yi Xian had merely activated her body's potential, using the Poison Pill method to control it, and her strength immediately leaped to the Dou Zun level. She didn't even need to train, and her power skyrocketed, even more exaggerated than the Dou Di bloodline.
If she hadn't used the Poison Pill method to control it, her potential would have been even more astonishing.
"It's still far from enough!" Yao Yan coldly stared at his body. His body was too powerful, accumulating an immense amount of strength. He had five types of Dou Di bloodlines, and after undergoing the bloodline baptism, these five bloodlines had mostly grown to the divine level, nourishing his body to an extreme state.
Transforming it into the Toxic Body was not an easy task.
Fortunately, the Wan Du Mountain Range was not lacking in poisonous creatures.
With a slight movement of his mind, a phantom that reached the heavens and earth appeared in the sky. This was a direct manifestation of his Hun power. His Hun power, now approaching the peak of the Heavenly Realm, was comparable to that of a deity. Just its appearance caused the surrounding pressure to intensify.
The dark clouds and thunder in the sky shattered at that moment, as if unable to bear the immense pressure.
"W-What is that?!"
"A god?!"
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At this moment, not only in the Outyun Empire, but also in nearby countries, people began to sense the terrifying pressure. Those closest to the Wan Du Mountain Range were particularly alarmed by the sight before them and murmured in disbelief.
Under their watch, the enormous phantom lightly pressed down, causing hundreds of mountain peaks in the Wan Du Mountain Range to turn to dust. All the toxic creatures and heavenly materials within were absorbed into the miasma, rushing toward a single point.
It seemed that the miasma's power was still insufficient. He wanted to refine everything in the Wan Du Mountain Range for himself!
The scale of this was enough to shock the world!
Soon, some Gu beings hidden in the Northwestern Continent could no longer sit still. They were disturbed and came out, all gazing in shock toward the Outyun Empire.
"Dou Sheng? No, he's still a little short of being a true Dou Sheng, but how could his aura be so terrifying? Is he trying to refine the entire Wan Du Mountain Range?" An old man in green stood in the void, his eyes glowing with ghostly green light, staring toward the Outyun Empire.
This person was none other than the founder of the Sky Serpent Mansion — the Sky Serpent Saint. He possessed the strength of a one-star Dou Sheng, though officially, he had been dead for nearly a thousand years. Even when the Sky Serpent Mansion faced great danger, he didn't intervene. He was the type of Dou Sheng who had been hiding for his own survival.
"This kid is really scary, having such strength at such a young age. It looks like another little monster from one of those clans." An old man in a gray robe appeared beside the Sky Serpent Saint. His clothes were ragged, resembling a beggar, but the gleam in his eyes revealed his extraordinary nature.
"Heh, didn't expect you two old fossils to still be alive. What, can't sit still?" A middle-aged man in a dragon robe appeared beside the two. His features were sharp, and his eyes were piercing, exuding an aura of silent authority. He smiled faintly.
"Nothing to sit still about. At our level, there's nothing we can't see through," the Sky Serpent Saint glanced at the newcomer and said calmly.
"Just afraid he's up to no good... This kid has broken the rules!" The middle-aged man in the dragon robe said coldly.
"Rules? What rules in this world? The so-called rules are just the rules of the strong!" The gray-robed old man laughed, his tone filled with mockery.
"Sky Dragon, are you not going to warn him? Let him know not to go too far. This is not the Central Continent, how can we let him act so recklessly here?" The Sky Serpent Saint urged the man in the dragon robe. The man was the most powerful behind the Sky Dragon Empire, one of the few Dou Shengs on the Northwestern Continent, and the strongest among the three.
Unlike him and the Spiritual Turtle Saint, the Sky Dragon Saint, as an emperor, had an extremely domineering mindset.
"If it's from those clans, I can't afford to offend them," the Sky Dragon said, unwilling to be fooled. He was an emperor, not a fool. He knew exactly who could be dealt with and who couldn't. He was very clear that, against those clans, a one-star Dou Sheng was nothing.
As he thought about it, a cold light flickered in his eyes. Clearly, he had been beaten badly in his youth, and the person who did it was likely from the Imperial Clan.
"If you don't go, then I won't interfere. It doesn't matter to me. If he comes for the Sky Dragon Empire later, though, I wonder if you'll still be able to endure." The Sky Serpent Saint smiled casually, unconcerned.
The Serpent People had been waging wars across the Northwestern Continent in recent years, disturbing the balance that had existed for so long. They all saw it, but no one had intervened. They were waiting for someone behind the Serpent People to act. If there was no one backing them, they would just have to apologize.
Though there were rules about not attacking lower-ranked Dou Shengs, if there was no Dou Sheng behind a force, it would be extremely easy to destroy them.
No one could refuse the will of a Dou Sheng, especially when facing anyone below that level, who had no right to even converse with them.
The Sky Dragon's expression fluctuated, and he didn't speak. His cultivation relied on the imperial fortune, so he couldn't abandon the Sky Dragon Empire he had built. If the empire were destroyed, his own strength would be affected, and he might even fall below the Dou Sheng level, losing all chances of further progress.
"Why don't we just endure for now? Move the Sky Dragon Empire elsewhere. After all, it was originally from the Central Continent…" The Spiritual Turtle Saint chuckled from the side, seeming to enjoy seeing the Sky Dragon in a bind.
The Sky Dragon Saint had been an extraordinary genius a thousand years ago, with great opportunities. He had once acquired a special technique that allowed him to use the imperial fortune to break through to the Dou Sheng level. However, his desire to unify the Central Continent and the Dou Qi Continent ended disastrously, and he was nearly crippled by the imperial clan's forces.
That was when he retreated with the still-developing Sky Dragon Empire to the Northwestern Continent.
"Enough with the nonsense, let's just wait and see what he does. If he really plans to take over the entire Northwestern Continent, I'll step in myself!" The Sky Dragon snorted, his voice cold, and then vanished from his spot, unwilling to continue this meaningless conversation.
As an emperor, he wasn't like the other two, shamelessly losing the dignity of a Dou Sheng.
"Heh, this old man is still so straightforward~" The Spiritual Turtle Saint laughed lecherously, rubbing his chin and whispering to himself.
The Sky Dragon had once been a supreme genius, even possessing great opportunities. He had obtained a special technique that helped him use imperial fortune to break through to the Dou Sheng level. Later, he sought to unite the Central Continent and the Dou Qi Continent, hoping to reach the pinnacle.
But that didn't happen. He was almost crippled by the imperial clan.
From there, the Sky Dragon retreated with his still-developing Sky Dragon Empire to the Northwestern Continent.
"Are we going to intervene?" The Spiritual Turtle Saint glanced at his old friend.
"Just watch. We're old now, not many years left to live." The Sky Serpent Saint shook his head, clearly not interested in intervening. At their age, they no longer had the energy or drive.
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Yao Yan could sense the probing gazes from the shadows. The other party's power was definitely above Dou Sheng. The pressure from those gazes was considerable, but it was merely pressure, nothing insurmountable.
Clearly, the Northwestern Continent was far from as clear-cut as it seemed. There were still many Gu beings hidden in the dark.
For Yao Yan, he didn't feel much. If they didn't show themselves, it wouldn't matter. But if they did, he wouldn't mind slaughtering a Dou Sheng and using their power to reach higher levels. To him, all Dou Shengs were mere stepping stones on his path.
After all, anyone who could reach the Dou Sheng level had blood on their hands. There was no such thing as an innocent Dou Sheng; they were all opponents in the pursuit of their path.
"You better stay hidden," Yao Yan's cold gaze swept through the void. His actions didn't slow down for a second. Every move he made would refine hundreds of mountain peaks, turning everything into origin energy and merging it into the miasma.
The Wan Du Mountain Range, after millions of years of cultivation, had even soil rich with poison, which could be used to absorb and devour.
This went on for a full six months.
The core of the Wan Du Mountain Range had completely vanished. From the air, it was clear that nearly half of the mountains had disappeared. Only the outermost mountains remained, with the center now empty, covered by a multicolored poisonous miasma. The terrifying pressure still filled the air, and no one dared to approach.
Yao Yan sat in the void, his eyes now open. Purple-green flames rose in his eyes, and the purple markings on his forehead flickered with fluorescence. His handsome face, with the flickering glow, became more enchanting, and as he slightly opened his mouth, the scattered poisonous miasma for hundreds of miles surged toward him, entering his mouth in just a few breaths.
As the miasma dissipated, the sky became clear. The bright sunlight finally shone down on this place that should have been covered by countless poisonous creatures.
Now, the poisoned land no longer had a trace of toxins, all the poison accumulated over millennia having been devoured and absorbed into Yao Yan's body.
"Is it successful?" Cai Lin and Cai Die flew up and asked in unison.
Yao Yan nodded slightly, looking at their beautiful eyes. He raised his hand and gathered a patch of mottled poisonous Dou Qi. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Yes, it's a preliminary success."
After spending six months and consuming an entire Wan Du Mountain Range, the postnatal Toxic Body had been successfully condensed, and his techniques had also started to show signs. With the help of the Burning Decision, they would evolve gradually. What level they would reach in the future, only time would tell.
But for him, a good start was enough.
Now, he just needed to wait for the essence blood of all races to push his physical limits further.
But before that, some issues still needed to be resolved.
"You two go back. I'll go greet the Dou Sheng of the Northwestern Continent," Yao Yan instructed the two women. With a step, his figure disappeared from his spot. With his control over space now, there was no ripple in the surrounding space.
In a few breaths, he crossed several empires and arrived in a desert prairie, where he saw a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, wearing a dragon robe, exuding intense pressure.
The man, noticing Yao Yan, raised his brow slightly and asked, "Are you from the Spirit Clan?"
There was no mistaking it—Yao Yan's appearance was too enchanting.
"No," Yao Yan replied calmly, then said coldly, "You've been watching me for six months. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
"An explanation? You haven't even reached the Dou Sheng level and you're asking a true Dou Sheng for an explanation? Kid, your elders seem to have not taught you the most basic respect and courtesy for the strong!" The Sky Dragon Saint's gaze darkened as he spoke with a cold voice.
He didn't want to make an enemy of Yao Yan, but that didn't mean Yao Yan could humiliate him. A mere advanced semi-holy had no right to ask for an explanation from him, a peak one-star Dou Sheng.
"Are you strong?" Yao Yan asked back.
"You arrogant brat! Today, I, the Saint of the Sky Dragon, will teach you a lesson so you can understand what a true saint is!" The Sky Dragon Saint laughed angrily and raised his hand to strike Yao Yan. A terrifying force gathered, transforming into a massive golden palm print nearly a hundred meters long, descending toward Yao Yan.
At the Dou Sheng level, every move carried immense power. Even a casual strike could be enough to crush mountains.
"Boom!"
Yao Yan also struck out with a palm, his plain hand clashing against the massive golden energy palm print. The entire world seemed to freeze for a moment, and the next instant, a thunderous roar echoed through the skies.
(END CHAPTER)
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