What was with that scene? Could it be the Dragon Capturing Cauldron’s memory?
Just as Ye Xuan was pondering this, the Dragon Capturing Cauldron suddenly trembled. This time, it finally established a true connection with him. All the intricate patterns on its surface lit up brightly. The originally plain cauldron transformed into a peerless Spirit Treasure. With a HUM, it flew directly above Ye Xuan’s head. Flowing beams of light cascaded down, enveloping him entirely.
In this moment, the cauldron finally acknowledged Ye Xuan as its master. Previously, his ancestor had forcefully bound it to him; though he was technically its owner, they had never shared a telepathic connection.
As the brilliant light faded, the cauldron settled gently into his hands. They were now linked not only by blood but by thought. Ye Xuan was certain that with a mere thought, the Dragon Blood would burst forth from the cauldron.
Pushing aside his confusion about the sudden vision, Ye Xuan grinned and shouted, "Blood of the War Dragon, come out!"
Just as he prepared to summon the Blood of the War Dragon and absorb its power once more, the sky suddenly darkened. A murderous aura pressed down from above. Danger!
Ye Xuan’s Divine Sense immediately withdrew from his Sea of Consciousness. He looked up at the sky to see a giant crow blotting out the sun. He could clearly see people standing on its back.
"We’re here. Hongtu Town."
"There’s someone down there. It should be that brat. Grand Elder, please watch from up here. We’ll be right back."
An elder stood up. As soon as the words left his mouth, he leaped straight down from a hundred meters in the air.
THUD.
With a loud crash, the very earth seemed to quake.
"What was that sound?" The loud commotion alerted all the residents in the town.
Tang Long, who had been guarding the town wall and dozing against it, instantly jumped to his feet. Could enemies have arrived so soon? As he looked, his pupils shrank rapidly. He clearly saw the massive crow hovering in the sky.
At that moment, another shadow plummeted straight down from the crow. Then, a second, and a third. Aside from the Grand Elder, four elders leaped down one after another.
THUD, THUD, THUD.
Deafening crashes echoed in succession as all four old men landed on the ground. Falling from such a height, a weaker cultivator would have their internal organs ruptured and limbs shattered, even if they managed to survive. Yet, the four elders were completely unscathed. They stood as straight and unyielding as pine trees. Tang Long was absolutely dumbfounded!
Although the four elders didn’t emit any auras, they felt like four giant mountains, exuding an oppressive and terrifying presence. He knew these were the experts from the Ning Family. All four of them were likely in the Super Spirit Realm! Only Super Spirit Realm experts would dare to jump directly from a hundred meters in the air.
"Long... Long." The immense commotion of their landing must have awakened Xin’Er from her deep slumber. Seeing Tang Long, she was utterly surprised.
"Xin’Er, you’re awake!"
"Long, why am I here? Wasn’t I..."
"Xin’Er, it’s okay now. Ye Xuan used Spirit Medicine to save you."
"Ye Xuan... Is that the young man who was standing next to you the other day?"
"Yeah, that’s him. Xin’Er, you’re so silly. Why did you try to take your own life? Do you know that if you had died, I wouldn’t have lived either?"
"Long, I..." Xin’Er tried to explain.
But Tang Long covered her mouth. "Let’s not talk about that right now. Ye Xuan is in danger and will very likely die. Sigh."
Though Tang Long had much to say to Xin’Er, this clearly wasn’t the time. He needed to see how Ye Xuan would handle the experts from the Ning Family. Could the young man really perform a miracle? Even if he couldn’t, Tang Long swore to find a way to collect his corpse as a token of gratitude for his help.
"Mhm." Xin’Er didn’t say anything else. She stood on the town wall, clinging to Tang Long’s arm, and watched the battle unfold with him. As they watched, Tang Long explained to her why this was happening.
Meanwhile, out in the open space, the four elders questioned Ye Xuan in unison.
"You are Ye Xuan." They glared at him with the eyes of predators stalking their prey.
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, knowing these men were from the Ning Family. He had expected them to come, but not this quickly. In his mind, they shouldn’t have arrived until evening at the earliest.
Glancing at the Flying Mount in the sky, he couldn’t help but marvel at how many mounts large families possessed. Be it running on the ground or flying in the sky, they could get their hands on anything. Moreover, the Ning Family had clearly learned their lesson, sending four elders at once. No, it was five. Ye Xuan could clearly see someone else sitting atop the giant crow’s head.
"That’s right, it’s me."
"Since it is you, then die!" the four elders barked coldly.
The next moment, Beast Souls manifested above each of their heads. Above the Seventh Elder’s head floated a black python. This was the Black-Scaled Python, a high-level Wild Beast Soul. The Sixth Elder manifested a Steel-toothed Leopard, another high-level Wild Beast Soul. The Fifth Elder summoned a Long-tusked Elephant, also a high-level Wild Beast Soul. The Fourth Elder summoned a Sword-toothed Rhinoceros, a peak-level Wild Beast Soul.
Even though they believed this brat was bound to die, the four elders still unleashed their full strength. It was obvious they wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible.
As four Super Spirit Realm experts went all out, their terrifying Spiritual Qi directly whipped up a violent storm. Within this tempest, the four elders looked like untouchable, authoritative gods. Their horrific coercion nearly brought Tang Long to his knees on the town wall.
He circulated his Spiritual Qi at full capacity to marginally ease the pressure. Then, scooping up a profusely sweating Xin’Er, he leaped off the town wall and retreated into the town. At this point, he didn’t even dare to watch the battle! That frenzied aura alone was enough to crush him to death. How could he possibly be qualified to witness a clash between Super Spirit Realm experts? At the very least, he couldn’t do it from the town wall.
Outside the town gates, Ye Xuan’s gaze turned solemn. Without any hesitation, he manifested his Divine-Demonic Overlord Body, wreathed in golden flames.
Although he hadn’t had time to absorb the Dragon Blood, he certainly wasn’t going to sit around and wait for death. While the elders’ auras were frenzied, most of them were only at the 1st Layer of the Super Spirit Realm. Only the Fourth Elder possessed cultivation at the 2nd Layer. His momentum alone made Ye Xuan feel as if a massive boulder was pressing down on his shoulders.
Then he would just have to kill him first.
A longsword materialized in his hand—a trophy claimed from Ning Hanyu’s Qiankun Bag. It was a peak-grade Profound Level weapon. Gritting his teeth against the oppressive coercion, Ye Xuan advanced toward the four elders step by step.
"He can actually still move!"
"This brat’s current aura is equivalent to the 9th Layer of the Frenzy Spirit Realm. To possess such strength at a young age, yet not belong to our Ning Family... he deserves to die!"
"Kill him!"
The four elders vanished in an instant. When they reappeared, they surrounded Ye Xuan from the front, back, left, and right. They raised their palms in unison, seemingly intent on shattering his head. Their combined pressure practically solidified the surrounding air.
Yet, Ye Xuan’s eyes lit up. He had just been wondering how to get close to the Fourth Elder. No matter how incredible his swordsmanship was, he couldn’t catch them off guard from a distance. For these four to willingly close the gap played perfectly into his hands!
"Boil, my blood!" he roared inwardly.
All the Spiritual Qi and blood within Ye Xuan’s body boiled over. Surging golden dragons shuttled and swam through his veins.
Dragon Soul Power, erupt!