Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

After a while.

"Try using soul power." Wei Yang said.

As he spoke, soul power surged out from between his brows, but when the soul power touched the surface of his ribs, it was like hitting a wall and was bounced back.

Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, but instead heaved a sigh of relief.

"There is a seal on the surface of the bone." He said softly.

"Seal?" Xiao Yan was stunned at first, then he laughed.

Wei Yang also smiled.

I'm not afraid that you have problems, I'm just afraid that you don't have any problems.

It’s just a seal, no problem, no problem.

"I want to see how hard your seal is!" Wei Yang took a deep breath.

Then, a vast amount of soul power swarmed out from between the eyebrows and bombarded the three ribs madly, like countless tiny sharp needles, desperately drilling into the bones.

Kakakka~

The air around became extremely oppressive, heavy, and even crackling, like glass that could not bear the weight.

“Is this the power of a Half-Step Heaven Realm soul? It’s truly terrifying!” Xiao Yan stepped back a little, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sighed.

This was the first time that he had felt at such a close distance and intuitively the true horror of the Half-Step Heaven Realm.

If Yao Lao had not lost his essence and his soul had recovered to its peak, he should have had this power.

Click, click, click~

Under the invasion of powerful soul power, just the aftermath of a slight leakage caused the space around the three ribs to twist, tear, and spread.

"Hmm? This seal is quite resilient!" Wei Yang whispered.

The output of soul power could not help but increase its intensity again.

Time passes minute by minute.

The battle between the soul and the seal is still going on.

Xiao Yan watched quietly from the side and waited patiently.

Wei Yang, however, gradually began to frown.

I can only say that it is worthy of being a seal set by a Dou Sheng. After so many years, it is still so difficult to deal with. There must be something behind it.

However, according to the original novel, Xiao Yan used the strange fire to burn it for a full ten hours, which shows that even after countless years, this seal should not be underestimated.

"Okay, okay." Wei Yang snorted.

The power of the soul began to take on a scorching temperature and subtle electric arcs.

This contest.

It lasted for nearly half an hour.

boom!

It was like a thunderous explosion, echoing in Wei Yang's mind.

Immediately, his soul's perception rumbled in like a torrent that had finally found an outlet.

The vision was blurry at first, then gradually became clear.

When he came to his senses, Wei Yang discovered that he was now in a strange space.

This space is not wide, it is empty and there is no life at all.

Wei Yang's eyes swept across the area, and then suddenly stopped at a certain place in the void space.

There, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.

This figure looked extremely ordinary. Wei Yang could hardly detect any aura or fluctuations of fighting spirit emanating from his body.

He looked like an ordinary person.

However, this visual sensation made Wei Yang feel even more heavy-hearted.

After all, how could someone who could appear in such a strange place be an ordinary person?

If his guess was correct, this figure should be the real owner of the Great Heaven Creation Palm and the owner of the Fighting Saint skeleton.

A powerful fighting saint from ancient times.

"This should be a memory space hidden inside the seal of the fighting skills. This figure is not a remnant soul, but a fragment of memory left by the powerful Fighting Saint." Looking at this ordinary figure, Wei Yang seemed to be thinking about something.

With his current state of mind and experience, he naturally would not be startled anymore. After a little thought, he figured out the details of the place.

After all, it's not impossible for him to take a picture with his mind to this extent now.

It's just that the way it is achieved may be slightly different.

And just as Wei Yang expected, this ordinary figure did not even glance at him.

Shortly after Wei Yang entered this space, a voice as calm as water slowly sounded within the space.

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm is a low-level Heavenly Rank fighting skill. It was created by me with all my life's efforts, integrating hundreds of fighting skills. It is my most proud work."

"This palm technique emphasizes the meaning of creation. It can break the sky with the palm and shatter everything with force."

Hearing that calm voice, which sounded like a self-narration, Wei Yang's expression turned serious.

"You are a heavenly fighting skill, transcendent and extraordinary. You can obtain the secret hidden in my bones. Junior, you are also a destined person."

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm has extremely high requirements for physical strength. Even if one is at the Saint Realm, if the physical strength is not up to standard, it is almost impossible to withstand the instantaneous explosive force brought about by this palm when it is performed."

"I have left golden spirit saliva in three of my ribs. You need to use it to refine your palms. Remember, the Great Heavenly Creation Palm can only be performed with a palm that has been refined to a certain degree. Otherwise, you will suffer a backlash and your bones and tendons will explode."

"This fighting skill has such high requirements for the physical body." Hearing this, Wei Yang was slightly stunned.

"I wonder if I can use it with my current physical strength without being tempered by the golden spirit saliva?"

Immediately, he calmed down and continued reading.

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm has the power of creation. Youngsters, watch out!"

As the dull voice continued to sound slowly, the figure suddenly burst into a faint fluorescent light.

And its body unexpectedly became transparent, revealing the extremely clear meridian routes inside.

And in those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy shuttled rapidly, outlining a rather strange meridian route map.

"This is the meridian circulation route for practicing the Great Heaven Creation Palm."

Seeing this scene, Wei Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly concentrated his mind, carefully memorizing the energy flow route firmly in his mind.

The meridian route was extremely complex, and after running through several cycles, it gradually faded away.

However, Wei Yang had memorized them all.

As the meridian lines faded, the light on the figure's body dissipated again.

However, the dark golden light on his palm suddenly became brighter.

Immediately, a palm was slapped out suddenly, falling heavily on the void.

Bang!

As the palm fell, a terrifying energy wave suddenly swept out like a storm.

A huge black halo formed under the palm of the figure.

The aperture took shape and then spread out like lightning.

The surrounding space collapsed instantly, like half of a shattered glass.

In the ancient ruins, the horrific scene when the Fighting Saint's skeleton unleashed that palm strike was reproduced again.

Great Heaven Creation Palm!

hum~

Looking at the black halo that was rapidly spreading in his pupils, Wei Yang also took a deep breath.

However, he did not show any sign of panic. Instead, his soul power condensed into a human form, and he bowed to the ordinary figure in the dark circle of light from a distance.

"Thank you for teaching me the Dharma, senior. I will not let your bones be covered in dust. I will revive them and bring them back to life, so that they can live another life for you." Wei Yang said softly.

"Those who are destined to meet me, please remember my name. I am the Saint of Creation."

A faint voice, like thunder of the Waking of Insects, suddenly resounded in Wei Yang's mind.

And that figure became fainter and fainter in the dark circle of light, until it was completely annihilated.