Just as the battle became increasingly fierce, a large number of snake soldiers appeared in the Nether Snake Mountain Range where the Nine Serene Yellow Spring was located.
Among them were huge black pythons in their true forms, Dou Ancestors walking on air who had transformed into human form, and snake-men holding weapons who were half-snake and half-human.
These snake-type magical beasts belonging to different tribes were not all pure Nine Serene Deep Ground Pythons; some of them also possessed other bloodlines.
However, this was the inevitable result of the large-scale reproduction of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe. Let alone others, even the royal family of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python would not only reproduce with the same clan. In Yao Xiaotian's harem, there were various kinds of high-level bloodline transformed magical beasts.
A dense army attacked, and the entire mountain range fell into shadow.
They looked at the two people fighting in the sky, ready to form a formation to help the current patriarch Yao Xiaotian. However, some elders of the older generation found that the other person fighting Yao Xiaotian looked somewhat familiar.
"Wait!"
Some tribal leaders hurriedly waved to stop their subordinates' attacks.
"That is... Patriarch Yao Ming. How is this possible?"
"Didn't he suffer Qi deviation and die?"
As one elder after another discovered that the patriarch's opponent was the previous patriarch, they dared not act rashly.
Being able to fight Yao Xiaotian to a draw, only Yao Ming could do it among the Nine Serene Deep Ground Pythons.
Not to mention the Dou Techniques and methods the other party was using now were the secret teachings of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python royal family.
Yellow Spring Finger, Yellow Spring Palm, Yellow Spring Seal.
The elders couldn't figure out who could pull off such a disguise.
Just after a silence in the atmosphere, an elder suddenly raised his weapon.
"Our patriarch is His Majesty Xiaotian. The previous patriarch died a hundred years ago. This person must be disguised using a secret method."
"Clansmen, listen to the order, form formation, kill!"
The snake soldiers under this elder immediately began to form a formation.
Most of them were newcomers and didn't know about Yao Ming's matters, but they respected their direct superiors very much.
Whoosh!
A black long spear condensed above the battle formation. As the Dou Venerate Realm elder urged it, it erupted with powerful might and shot towards Yao Ming.
"Stop!"
Another elder stood out at this time, striking at the black long spear, wanting to stop the other party's attack.
But compared to the power of an army, the power of one person was still somewhat weak.
The black long spear only trembled slightly and continued to shoot out.
Yao Ming, who was in the middle of a fight, felt an attack coming from outside the field and had to distract himself to confront it.
Although he slapped the black spear out with just one palm, the difference of one strike allowed Yao Xiaotian to find an opportunity and start attacking continuously.
Yao Ming's eyes were cold, continuing to parry silently, looking for a chance to counterattack.
Yao Ming was all too familiar with the aura on the black spear.
My good clansmen...Did hundreds of years make you choose another person without hesitation?Even if it's just for show, going easy would be nice.The killing intent in the black spear just now was very pure. Yao Ming was somewhat disappointed in his heart.
Although he was mentally prepared, after suffering hundreds of years of torture at the bottom of the Nine Serene Yellow Spring, coming out to find that the elders who were originally loyal had all submitted to the traitor who betrayed him.
This sorrow could not be expressed in words.
The hatred in Yao Ming's heart to kill Yao Xiaotian became stronger.
However, the state shown was becoming calmer.
During the exchange of moves, Yao Xiaotian met Yao Ming's eyes, which seemed to be looking at a dead person, and his heart suddenly trembled.
"It's over."
Yao Ming said softly.
Endless Yellow Spring Power condensed in the sky. He spat out a light ball from his mouth. The light ball emitted dazzling light and finally turned into a scepter, falling into Yao Ming's hand.
Nine Serene Nether Scepter!
As soon as this scepter appeared, all the snake clans present were shocked.
"It's the Nine Serene Nether Scepter!"
The inheritance sacred object of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe.
Only successive patriarchs were qualified to inherit it.
"What!"
Seeing the Nine Serene Nether Scepter in Yao Ming's hand, Yao Xiaotian turned pale with fright.
Back then, he searched the entire Nine Serene Palace but couldn't find it. Interrogating Yao Ming was also fruitless.
He originally thought Yao Ming had hidden this thing in some nook and cranny, but he didn't expect it to be actually on him.
Once the Nine Serene Nether Scepter appeared, nothing was ambiguous anymore.
Yao Ming was the previous patriarch of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python; he was not dead!
All the elders bowed down one after another, expressing submission to Yao Ming.
If they didn't take a stand before because they were worried someone was impersonating Yao Ming, now there was no reason.
If they didn't correct their positions quickly, they would definitely face a reckoning in the future.
The face of the elder who attacked Yao Ming earlier instantly turned pale.
He looked at the other elders kneeling on the ground, cursing them inwardly for being spineless.
Especially those who originally stood firmly on Yao Xiaotian's side but defected immediately after seeing the Nine Serene Nether Scepter.
Patriarch Xiaotian, you must still have a backup plan, you must win! This elder prayed in his heart.
However, this prayer was destined to fail. Before holding the sacred object, Yao Ming fought Yao Xiaotian to a draw. After holding the sacred object, the outcome didn't need much explanation.
Many Nine Serene Deep Ground Pythons also thought of this, which was why they submitted immediately.
In mid-air, Yao Xiaotian retreated repeatedly.
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
"Yellow Spring Palm!"
He displayed Heaven Class Dou Techniques, slapping forcefully towards Yao Ming.
Yao Ming raised the Nine Serene Nether Scepter and pointed forward.
"Nine Serene Nether Domain!"
Buzz!
The law domain opened.
Under the blessing of the sacred object, the power within the domain was raised to the extreme.
Yellow Spring Finger, Yellow Spring Palm, all stopped in mid-air. With a forceful grip from Yao Ming, they shattered with a bang.
Suffering a backlash, Yao Xiaotian flew out backwards.
Before he could recover, a snake-mouth Nether Scepter smashed towards his head.
Boom!
Yao Xiaotian couldn't dodge in time, and half of his head was smashed to pieces.
"Ah!"
He screamed miserably. The pain stimulated his soul, immediately giving him back thirty percent of his strength, and he retreated quickly.
At this time, half of Yao Xiaotian's head was gone, looking rather miserable and embarrassed.
The Dou Saint cultivation base still supported him to continue moving, but that elegant and calm aura from before was gone forever.
Yao Ming didn't hesitate at all. After succeeding in one hit, he attacked again.
Boom!
The Nine Serene Nether Scepter erupted with supreme power, breaking through the air to strike.
A crisis of death rose from Yao Xiaotian's heart.
His body swelled fiercely, transforming from human form into a giant python that was entirely dark in the blink of an eye.
The Nine Serene Nether Scepter hit Yao Xiaotian's pitch-black scales, instantly exploding a mist of blood.
Even a Dou Saint's defense was difficult to parry under such power.
Yao Xiaotian let out wails.
"Brother, I was wrong, spare my life!"
The frantic loss of blood in his body made Yao Xiaotian, who had cultivated the extreme yin Yellow Spring Qi, feel cold.
That was the chill of bloodline exhaustion and life decay.
For magical beasts, bloodline power was very important.
If the bloodline power was exhausted, their combat power would drop significantly.
Yao Xiaotian put on a pitiful appearance, looking at Yao Ming, but secretly accumulated strength, wanting to replicate the feat of sneak attack from back then.
However, he underestimated Yao Ming's hatred.
Even if Yao Ming was a qualified big brother back then, after experiencing hundreds of years of torture, that little brotherly affection had long vanished into smoke.
Yao Ming raised the Nine Serene Nether Scepter expressionlessly, showing no mercy, striking at Yao Xiaotian's seven inches.
Powerful force instantly destroyed Yao Xiaotian's heart, spine, and meridians, even knocking out his magic core.
Yao Xiaotian looked at Yao Ming blankly, slowly falling down.
Boom!
The huge python body smashed into the Yellow Spring, stirring up waves filling the sky.
Yao Ming looked at Yao Xiaotian's corpse silently, not moving for a long time.
It's over...
Great revenge was taken, but there was no joy in Yao Ming's heart.
Brothers fighting against each other was never a glorious thing.
Killing the enemy was just venting a breath of bad air in his heart.
Apart from that, there was only bewilderment and emptiness.
"Greetings to Patriarch Yao Ming!"
Below, a crowd of Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clansmen bowed their heads in submission.
Yao Ming looked at everyone indifferently. The high vantage point allowed him to see the whole picture easily.
But deeper things, Yao Ming had already seen just now.
The crowd below dared not raise their heads. Feeling the oppressive air above, even their breathing slowed down.
"You guys get up. Withdraw from the Nether Snake Mountain Range first and wait outside."
Yao Ming issued his first order after returning.
The elder who attacked Yao Ming before was ecstatic in his heart. Could it be that Patriarch Yao Ming spared him? However, before he could get up, a fierce finger print pierced through his body.
Yao Ming attacked casually, killing a "rebel".
He looked around, his indifferent eyes seemingly warning every snake clan member.
"This matter ends here. After returning, I don't want to hear the three words Yao Xiao Tian again."
"Yes."
The mass of snake soldiers retreated.
Yao Ming's words were simple; he wanted to tell all clansmen that Yao Xiaotian was dead and Yao Ming had returned.
After a while, when all the snake soldiers left the Nether Snake Mountain Range, Yao Ming came to Han Feng's side and knelt down to salute.
Han Feng raised his hand slightly.
"You are the patriarch of a clan, a Dou Saint powerhouse. There is no need to lower your dignity for empty etiquette."
A touch of gratitude appeared in Yao Ming's eyes.
"Thank you, Benefactor, for allowing me to take revenge and wash away the shame."
"Since the hatred is settled, manage the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe well afterwards. Don't let your own strength fall behind either. When I come again in the future, I don't want to see you marking time."
Han Feng said.
"Benefactor need not say much about this matter. I will strive to improve my cultivation."
Yao Ming responded.
"I wonder when Benefactor plans to leave?"
"Planning to leave soon. Originally didn't intend to stay long. Look after the Nine Serene Wind Flame for me. You can handle other matters yourself."
"Can Benefactor stay for a few days?"
"Speak frankly if you have something."
Yao Ming nodded.
"My Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe has a supreme treasure called the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet, handed down from ancient times."
"Yellow Spring Stone Tablet? Is it related to the Yellow Spring?"
Han Feng asked.
"To be precise, it is related to an ancient mighty figure."
A trace of solemnity appeared on Yao Ming's face.
"Yellow Spring Demon Saint. I wonder if Benefactor has heard of him?"
Han Feng was startled in his heart.
Yellow Spring Demon Saint!
That powerhouse who showed amazing talent in ancient times, with half a foot stepping into the Dou God realm?
"Of course I know. That was one of the peak powerhouses closest to Dou God."
"The Yellow Spring Stone Tablet is the inheritance left by this person, obtained by my Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe."
Yao Ming's tone was slightly proud.
Their Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe was also a force with top-notch inheritance.
Although not as good as those Dou God clans, looking at the entire Dou Qi Continent, how many could possess the inheritance of a Half-Emperor?
Han Feng was a bit confused at this time.
"Since there is the inheritance of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint, why is the strength of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe..."
Some words didn't need to be continued after being said halfway.
Yao Ming's face was slightly embarrassed. Of course, he understood the meaning in Han Feng's words.
"The inheritance is limited to the royal family. Back then, I was only a Half-Saint and hadn't fully comprehended the mysteries within the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet."
Yao Ming explained casually, then took a deep breath.
"Of course, there is another most important point, which is that we haven't completely obtained the inheritance in the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet."
"Oh, that makes sense then."
Han Feng nodded.
Yao Ming: ...
"What is the reason for not obtaining the inheritance?"
Han Feng asked.
"In the deepest part of the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet, there is a soul remnant guarding it. One must pass the soul test to obtain the final inheritance."
Speaking of this, Yao Ming smiled bitterly.
"Magical beasts are naturally weak in soul power. Even at my realm, my soul power is only at the level of a Tier 7 Alchemist."
Han Feng nodded.
Magical beasts were naturally weak in soul power, but their combat power didn't rely on the soul either.
Their powerful physique was the most significant advantage.
Moreover, soul power didn't play a decisive role in combat power. Most cultivators actually couldn't actively attack with their souls unless they obtained the inheritance of ancient spirit cultivators and mastered attacking soul techniques.
"When Benefactor urged the Heavenly Flames earlier, the explosive soul power made even me feel fear. Presumably, you already possess extremely high soul attainment."
Yao Ming bowed to Han Feng.
"If Benefactor takes action, perhaps you can open the final checkpoint of the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet."
Han Feng pondered for a moment.
The inheritance of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint was indeed very tempting.
But the risks involved also had to be considered.
"In addition, the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's essence blood is also hidden in the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet. Among the powerhouses of my clan throughout generations, it's not that there haven't been stronger mighty figures, but because they were worried about damaging the essence blood, they didn't forcibly break the seal."
"What? There is Yellow Spring Demon Saint's essence blood inside!"
Han Feng couldn't stay calm this time.
Essence blood; generally speaking, only blood that condensed most of a powerhouse's energy essence could be called essence blood.
Magical beasts also had essence blood condensed in their bodies, the value of which was no less than magic cores. Every drop of essence blood leaving the body would cause huge damage to the magical beast.
To make up for the essence blood, the price to pay was far more than when condensing it.
A powerhouse with half a foot into the Dou God realm; how powerful must the energy contained in his essence blood be?
If Han Feng could obtain it, he would be confident in quickly advancing to a three-star Dou Saint within a short time.
This kind of opportunity was extremely attractive to all Dou Saint powerhouses.
Because it meant saving decades or even hundreds of years of time.
"Alright, I can go take a look."
Han Feng agreed.
"Benefactor need not rush. In the great battle today, you killed the Great Elder, so presumably there was some consumption. Why not rest for a day, and I will take you to see the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet tomorrow."