207: Chapter 207 Twenty-Three This Year

Chapter 207: Twenty-Three This Year. Shen Qingyuan stood in the air with his hands tucked into his sleeves. His green robes fluttered slightly under the blood-colored sunlight, his expression remaining as lazy as ever.

He glanced at Zhou Yuan, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upward, but he did not speak.

Instead, Shen Quan grinned and patted Zhou Yuan's shoulder with a smug look. "Brother Zhou, what are you saying? My Ninth Uncle is only twenty-three this year. Why wouldn't he be able to enter?"

"Twenty-three?!"

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth fell wide open, and his face was filled with shock.

On Qin Mo's cold face, a rare look of horror also emerged, and the fingers gripping his sword trembled slightly.

Sun Buer's mind went completely blank.

Twenty-three years old?!

He knew how terrifying this Senior's strength was. Not only was his cultivation profound enough to suppress the entire Southern Region, but he had also single-handedly wiped out a behemoth like the Tianque Holy Land.

In his heart, he had thought this Senior only looked young, but was actually an old monster hiding in plain sight.

But now, learning from Shen Quan's mouth, such a terrifying existence was actually only twenty-three years old?!

How was this possible?!

"Brother Shen Quan, you're not joking, are you?" Zhou Yuan swallowed hard, staring intently at Shen Quan, his voice trembling slightly.

Shen Quan spread his hands, taking it for granted. "Why would I lie to you? My Ninth Uncle is indeed twenty-three this year. It's written clearly in the Shen Family's genealogy."

Qin Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart. His gaze fell upon Shen Qingyuan, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

"Twenty-three years old!"

He had originally thought he was already a Genius among geniuses—at nineteen, he was at the third level of the Dharma Image Realm, and his talent in the Sword Dao was praised by Saint Xutian as a 'once-in-a-millennium' occurrence.

But compared to the person before him, what was he?

Comparing a firefly to the bright moon was not even enough to describe the gap between them.

Amidst the shock of the three, the group entered the seventh floor of the Sacred Tower.

The space on the seventh floor was not much different from the fifth and sixth floors.

It was still a desolate Gobi desert, with cracked earth and not a single blade of grass growing.

The bloody sun in the sky was larger and brighter than on the lower floors, emitting an even more eerie light that dyed the entire land a dark red.

A thick scent of blood permeated the air, as if this space had been watered with fresh blood.

But the moment Shen Qingyuan stepped into this space, he noticed a difference.

"Interesting."

The corners of his mouth curved slightly. The Spirit Eye Divine Pupil quietly activated, and his gaze pierced through the void, landing deep within this Gobi desert.

There, crimson phantoms wandered and roared in various forms—giant pythons, majestic lions, fierce tigers, giant apes... each phantom exuded a heart-palpitating aura.

Saint Realm.

These phantoms had all been Yao Beasts of the Saint Realm when they were alive.

Back then, when Venerable Chiling charged into Tiannan, how many tens of millions of the Yao Race did he slaughter? The corpses of those Great Yao at or above the Saint Realm were collected into the Sacred Tower. Their essence condensed and did not dissipate, transforming over thousands of years into the 'Yao Beasts' of this floor.

Although they were formed from blood qi, each one retained a portion of its strength from when it was alive.

"Ninth Uncle, why do the Yao Beasts on this floor look a bit strange?" Shen Quan scratched his head and looked around.

He could feel an indescribable sense of oppression permeating the air on this floor, making him, a minor Cultivator at the fifth level of the Huahong Realm, feel entirely uncomfortable.

Shen Chong also noticed the abnormality. He gripped the blue-green long sword in his hand, fully unleashing the perception of his Azure Wood Precious Body.

"These Yao Beasts... don't seem real?"

"They are not real, yet they are more than real," Shen Qingyuan said calmly. "The Yao Beasts on this floor are formed from the blood qi of Saint Realm Yao Beasts. Although they have no physical bodies, they contain a wisp of the soul of a Great Yao of the Saint Realm."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.

"The Saint Realm?!"

"What kind of concept was that?"

"In the entire Southern Region, the number of Saint Realm experts born over thousands of years could be counted on two hands!"

"Yet those Yao Beasts had actually been existences of the Saint Realm when they were alive?!"

"Se-Senior..." Zhou Yuan swallowed, his voice trembling. "Do you mean that these Yao Beasts are formed from the blood qi of living Great Yao of the Saint Realm?"

Shen Qingyuan glanced at him. "They have been dead for thousands of years, leaving only a wisp of blood qi and soul. However, for you, they are still highly nourishing."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the five of them: Shen Quan, Shen Chong, Sun Buer, Zhou Yuan, and Qin Mo.

"The power of blood qi on this floor is a hundred times purer than on the lower floors. If you can refine it, your Physical Body strength will be elevated by at least a level."

The eyes of the five lit up simultaneously.

Shen Quan even rolled up his sleeves directly, his face full of excitement. "Ninth Uncle, then what are we waiting for? Let's get to work!"

Shen Qingyuan ignored him, merely raising his right hand and gently clenching his slender fingers in the void.

The action was casual and effortless.

Yet with just this clench—

"Rumble—"

The entire Gobi desert trembled violently!

The ground cracked open as bottomless fissures spread like spider webs. Shattered rocks flew everywhere, and dust filled the air!

In the distance, those wandering crimson phantoms seemed to sense something. They stopped in their tracks and roared toward the sky!

"Roar—!"

"Howl—!"

"Hiss—!"

Countless beastly roars intertwined, shaking the entire space violently!

Those phantoms struggled frantically, trying to flee, but found their bodies firmly bound by an invisible force, completely unable to move!

"Gather!"

Shen Qingyuan spat out a single word effortlessly.

He closed his five fingers.

Countless crimson phantoms were snatched from all directions into his palm, compressed, and condensed into a blood-colored light orb the size of a fist.

The light orb was as blazing as the sun, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure. Within it, the phantoms of countless Yao Beasts surged and roared, as if they wanted to tear everything to pieces!

In total, it took no more than three breaths of time.

The Yao Beasts of the entire seventh floor had been completely captured by Shen Qingyuan with a single hand!

Zhou Yuan's eyes widened, his mouth fell agape, and his entire body froze in place as if struck by lightning.

What did he just witness?!

The phantoms formed from the blood qi of Saint Realm Yao Beasts, existences where even a single one would trouble a Primal Chaos Realm or even an Asking Dao Realm expert, had actually been entirely captured by Senior with a single hand?!

"Th-this..." His voice was trembling.

Deep shock also emerged on Qin Mo's cold face.

His fingers gripping his sword turned white, and his blood surged with excitement.

Sun Buer looked up at the blood-colored light orb in Shen Qingyuan's palm, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

This was a peerless powerhouse!

Capturing the blood qi of Saint Realm Yao Beasts with a casual gesture!

Such a figure, let alone in the Southern Region, would be rare even among those Ancient Imperial Clans in the Central Continent!

Shen Quan was already used to his Ninth Uncle's power, but seeing this scene, he still couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Ninth Uncle, your methods are truly incredible..."

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