"You're really insufferable…" Qing Tan sighed, then took out a spatial pouch and handed it over. "Everything you asked for is in here."
Though she still harbored some hostility toward Xiao Yan, she knew full well that he was now the world's only hope. If he truly broke through to the Ancestor Realm, there would be a chance to defeat the Yimo Emperor. No matter what he requested, she had to comply. Even if he asked her to offer herself, she'd strip down and warm his bed if it meant survival.
Of course, Xiao Yan had no such intentions. Even if he did, now wasn't the time to be thinking with his lower body. As he opened the pouch, countless pale-white pills shot out into the air, forming a brilliant river of pills overhead.
"So these are the Xuan Yuan Pills..." Xiao Yan licked his lips. He could feel the rich vitality emanating from them. If he managed to absorb them all—or even just half—his injuries would be fully healed.
"I'll need you two to guard me during this time," Xiao Yan said, then sat cross-legged without further delay. A brilliant flame surged from his body, transforming into a vast sea of fire that wrapped around the flowing pill river above.
Xiao Yan knew this would attract attention. The disturbance could easily draw in the Seat Kings. But if he wanted to quickly refine the Xuan Yuan Pills, this was the only way. Time was of the essence—he had to restore his strength immediately if he wanted to assault the Dou Di realm.
The reason he chose the Chaotic Demon Sea to refine these pills was simple: his soul probe had found the source energy here to be denser than elsewhere. Likely, it was because Lin Dong had once broken through to the Ancestor Realm here. Now, Xiao Yan hoped to not only heal his injuries but attempt his own breakthrough into the Dou Di realm.
Under the searing blaze of Heavenly Flames, the boundless energy was refined into a massive pillar of light that engulfed Xiao Yan. Flame Mantra circulated at full speed, pulling in that torrent of power. Strangely, the surrounding world itself also resonated, as if certain unseen ripples were being summoned into his meridians.
"This guy... is he really planning to refine all those Xuan Yuan Pills in one go?" Qing Tan was stunned. Even someone who had endured three Reincarnation Tribulations like her would need considerable time to refine them all. Yet Xiao Yan chose to do it all at once—it shocked her.
Despite her surprise, Qing Tan didn't idle. She activated her Yin-cold energy in full, prepared to strike at any moment. At the same time, she sent out several messages to locations far away. Those were the last remaining human sanctuaries on the continent—final seeds of hope in this ruined world.
Though the great war had ended over a decade ago, Qing Tan hadn't been idle. Those sanctuaries were her secret effort—built in the shadows and quietly relocated. They had stockpiled strength over the years and now formed a force to be reckoned with. She knew the disturbance caused by Xiao Yan would bring the Seat Kings down upon them. With her power alone, she couldn't fend off all ten kings. She needed reinforcements.
Yes, reaching out might expose those sanctuaries, but there was no other choice left.
At first, the summoned cultivators didn't fully understand her intent. But once they sensed the faint trace of the Ancestor Realm on Xiao Yan, their shock turned into joy. Over the last decade, despite relentless cultivation, none of them had reached that elusive realm. Now, someone stood on the threshold—they had to protect him at all costs.
Thus, without another word, the gathered cultivators rallied around Xiao Yan. They all understood that this young man was the last hope of the Tianxuan Continent. If he failed, their future would be nothing short of a tragedy.
As Qing Tan predicted, the vast disturbance quickly drew the attention of the Yimo. It wasn't long before the skies above the Chaotic Demon Sea were filled with surging demonic aura. Qing Tan clenched her fist. "So, they've come..."
She knew there was no escaping this battle. Although she had gathered humanity's final survivors, their strength was still far inferior to the Seat Kings. At best, they could stall two or three. As for the rest, they were her responsibility alone.
"Looks like we were far too merciful with you lot," the Seat King sneered from the skies, casting a disdainful gaze at the humans below. "I always objected to letting you miserable worms live as slaves. Some thought it would be useful. But fine—since you've gathered yourselves here, it saves us the trouble of hunting you one by one."
Qing Tan's heart sank. She had thought Xiao Yan's earlier attack would severely weaken the Yimo. But now, the Yimo army above was even more numerous—hundreds of times stronger than before! Other than the already-dead Fourth Seat King and the heavily injured Third, all other Seat Kings had arrived once more.
Clearly, the Yimo had only grown more terrifying during the last ten years. Back then, they couldn't field so many King-level Yimo, and now even after Xiao Yan's slaughter, their numbers remained overwhelming.
"Afraid?" The Seat King sneered. "You should be. But fear isn't enough—we want despair. Oh, and I almost forgot... Our Demon Emperor has emerged from seclusion. He's very interested in that boy behind you—the one who's touched the Ancestor Realm."
Everyone's expression darkened. The shadow of the Yimo Emperor still loomed in their hearts.
"Is that so? Then let him come find me himself." A calm voice cut through the chaos.
The Seat King's eyes narrowed sharply. He quickly turned to the source—and found Xiao Yan standing there, expression calm and composed.
But something was off. The Seat King could sense Xiao Yan standing right in front of him, yet his spiritual senses couldn't detect him. Even stranger, though Xiao Yan had just been meditating before their eyes, none of them noticed when he had left that spot!
Perhaps it was due to the cycle of reincarnation Xiao Yan had previously experienced. He had long since built a solid foundation for becoming a Dou Di. All that remained was the injection of source energy. The process had gone so smoothly it felt almost effortless—even Xiao Yan found it hard to believe. If not for the overwhelming power now coursing through him, he might not have believed he'd ascended so easily.
"Well then... it's time to settle the score." Xiao Yan's lips curled upward as he gazed at the darkened expressions of the Seat Kings in the distance.
(End of Chapter)
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