323: Chapter 323 Refining the Remnant Soul of the Yin Emperor!

Hearing Su Yang's words, the illusory face of the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul instantly contorted.

In life, he had been a top-tier powerhouse who shook an entire region.

After death, he had reigned supreme in this Underground Grotto; when had he ever suffered such an insult?

"Ignorant junior, you seek death!"

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul let out a piercing roar.

He abruptly raised both hands, and the blood pool below churned violently.

Over a dozen blood-colored water columns as thick as water vats soared into the sky, transforming into blood-colored giant pythons in mid-air that snapped at Su Yang in unison.

Su Yang stood his ground without dodging.

Dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire burned fiercely on the surface of his body, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

The dozen or so blood-colored giant pythons slammed into the golden flames, producing a "sizzling" sound.

The high temperature instantly evaporated the blood-water into a sky full of white smoke.

Before the foul-smelling white smoke could even disperse, it was blown away by the strong wind radiating from Su Yang.

Seeing this, the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul let out a cry of surprise.

He recognized the extraordinary nature of the golden flames.

"Pure Yang Fire? No wonder you dare to defy this seat. Unfortunately, your cultivation is too low; you cannot bring out its true power at all!"

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul pressed his palms together, and endless black Qi rapidly condensed in his palms, transforming into a black long blade over a hundred feet long in the blink of an eye.

Countless aggrieved Souls were coiled around the long blade, letting out shrill, miserable screams.

He swung the long blade with a force that could split mountains, ruthlessly hacking down toward the top of Su Yang's head.

The blade wind was sharp, causing the air around the altar to emit a series of sharp, whistling sounds as it was sliced through.

Su Yang stomped heavily on the altar with his right foot, his body soaring into the air as he threw a punch to meet the black long blade.

"A piece of scrap metal, and you bring it out to make a fool of yourself."

Bang!

The golden fist and the black long blade collided.

The Pure Yang True Fire spread along the blade, instantly incinerating the long blade into nothingness.

Su Yang's speed did not decrease as he instantly arrived before the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul.

His right leg kicked out with a sonic boom, ruthlessly whipping against the remnant Soul's chest.

The remnant Soul let out a miserable scream as his body became even more illusory, flying backward and slamming heavily into the grotto's stone wall, dislodging a large amount of rubble.

Bai Li stood below, watching the battle in the air while lightly waving her folding fan, her exquisite face full of composure.

"Although this Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul is at the Late Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage, he is ultimately just a Soul body without a Physical Body. Against Hubby's Pure Yang True Fire, he has no chance of winning."

Qin Xueji pressed close to Bai Li's side, looking up at Su Yang, who was like a god of war in the air, her eyes filled with admiration.

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul stabilized his form, his eyes filled with shock.

He, a dignified Late Stage Soul Transformation expert, was actually completely suppressed in terms of power by a young man.

He knew that he was no match in a direct clash of energy attacks; the Pure Yang Fire counteracted him too heavily.

"Since you destroyed this seat's weapon, you shall compensate this seat with your Physical Body!"

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul let out a sharp roar.

He...

His entire phantom transformed into a mass of dense black mist, moving as fast as a lightning bolt, charging directly toward the center of Su Yang's brow.

He wanted to perform a Possession!

As long as he entered the other's Sea of Consciousness and wiped out the Soul, this powerful Pure Yang Body would be his!

Su Yang watched the charging black mist and didn't even reach out to block it, allowing the black mist to drill into the center of his brow.

"Boss!" Qin Xueji cried out in alarm.

"What are you panicking for? Daring to enter the Boss's Sea of Consciousness, that old monster won't even have crumbs left."

Chu Ling glanced at Qin Xueji, her gaze very calm.

The black mist drilled into the center of Su Yang's brow and successfully entered his Sea of Consciousness.

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul reconsolidated his form within the Sea of Consciousness and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha! A perfect body! Such vast blood and Qi! From today on, this seat is you! Once this seat goes out, I will harvest all the women around you!"

Just as he was getting carried away, a blinding golden light suddenly lit up within the space of the Sea of Consciousness.

A golden little figure, like a Heavenly God, appeared before him.

The golden figure was expressionless, his entire body burning with golden flames; it was precisely Su Yang's Divine Sense Incarnation.

"Have you laughed enough?"

Su Yang's voice exploded like thunder in the Sea of Consciousness, making the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul tremble all over.

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul felt the terrifying Divine Soul power radiating from the golden figure, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

He discovered with horror that Su Yang's Divine Soul strength was actually several times more powerful than his own!

This was simply not a Soul that a Cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage or one who had just stepped into the Soul Transformation Stage could possess!

"You... who exactly are you? How can your Divine Soul be so strong!"

The Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul retreated repeatedly in fear.

He wanted to escape the Sea of Consciousness, only to find that the surroundings had been completely sealed off by golden flames.

"Go to Hell and guess slowly."

Su Yang did not answer; the golden figure raised his right hand and grabbed the remnant Soul by the neck.

Pure Yang True Fire erupted violently in his palm.

The remnant Soul let out a desperate scream, struggling frantically and repeatedly slapping at Su Yang's arm, but it was to no avail.

The supremely rigid and Yang fire directly incinerated the Soul Origin. In less than three seconds, the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul was burned clean, turning into a cluster of pure, masterless Soul energy floating in the Sea of Consciousness.

Su Yang opened his eyes, a flash of golden light passing through them.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid Qi.

That cluster of pure Soul energy had just been completely absorbed by him, and his Divine Sense had grown a bit stronger once more.

With the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul completely dissipated, the red bead suspended above the giant coffin lost its source of power and fell downward.

Su Yang reached out and caught the yellow spring yin spirit in his hand.

The bead was ice-cold to the touch, containing a vast amount of yin-cold power within it.

This thing was an absolute priceless treasure for ghost Cultivators and zombies.

Su Yang turned and jumped down from the white jade altar, landing steadily beside the women.

He threw the red yellow spring yin spirit to Chu Ling.

"Take it; it's good for you."

Chu Ling happily caught the bead and, without any hesitation, opened her mouth and swallowed the yellow spring yin spirit in one gulp.

As the bead entered her stomach, the icy aura on Chu Ling's body instantly erupted, and a thick layer of white frost formed on the surrounding ground.

Her skin became even more fair and translucent, and her cultivation rose again, completely stabilizing at the Peak of the Unmelting Bone state.

Mary curled her lip: "Boss is biased; every time there's something good to eat or play with, he always gives it to Sister Chu Ling first."

Su Yang casually rapped Mary on the head: "This thing's Yin Qi is too heavy; if you drink it, you'll only get diarrhea. I'll save something for you next time we encounter a blood-sucking monster."

Just as everyone was preparing to turn and leave.

The entire Underground Grotto suddenly began to shake violently.

As if a magnitude ten earthquake had occurred, the stalactites overhead snapped and fell one after another, creating thunderous booms as they hit the ground.

The water in the blood-colored lake churned frantically like boiling water.

A huge vortex appeared in the center of the lake, spinning faster and faster and emitting a deafening roar.

From the depths of the vortex, a massive black stone gate slowly rose.

The stone gate was covered in complex runes, and directly above it were two crimson characters—Netherworld!

The characters seemed to be written in fresh blood, with red droplets of water dripping down.

The surrounding air became extremely cold.

The water of the blood lake stopped churning, and even bubbles no longer surfaced.

"Hubby, there's a very strong resentment behind the door. It's ten times stronger than the Yin Emperor's Remnant Soul just now," Bai Li softly warned.

Chu Ling stepped forward, her ice-blue long dress fluttering.

Having just swallowed the yellow spring yin spirit, her cultivation had surged, and her entire body radiated an amazing chill.

"Boss, let me smash it open."

Chu Ling clenched her delicate fists, ready to act.

Su Yang shook his head: "No need to waste your energy. The door will open on its own."

Just as he finished speaking.

Rumble.

The heavy stone gate emitted a grinding sound and slowly opened to both sides.

Behind the door was a long bluestone path.

Green-glowing ever-burning lamps were lit on both sides.

On either side of the road stood two rows of tall bronze statues.

The statues were all hideous-faced evil ghosts, holding various weapons in their hands.

A strong smell of rot blew out from within.

Su Yang took a step forward and was the first to enter the stone gate.

Qin Xueji followed closely behind, her hands clutching the corners of her clothes.

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue, the two female Ghost Generals, floated in mid-air, guarding Su Yang on his left and right.