17: Bloody remnant soul!

He looked up at the sky, watching the overwhelming flying Yao Beasts.

He then glanced at the giant skeletons crawling out of the ground around him, as well as various other Yao Beasts.

Ye Wuming nodded blankly, feeling a shiver run down his spine.

He understood that even if he used his trump card, it would be useless.

He estimated that the entire Tomb of the Saint was in this situation.

Now, he could only place his hopes on Tang Tian.

“Tang Tian, what do we do now?”

Turning his head to look at Tang Tian, Ye Wuming subconsciously asked.

“Calm down!”

“The strongest around here are only Fourth Tier Yao Beasts, what is there to worry about?”

Tang Tian glanced around, his face calm.

“But what if even more powerful existences appear?”

After a moment of hesitation, Ye Wuming asked with a hint of worry.

“Then we’ll just wait for death!”

Tang Tian rolled his eyes and said grumpily.

“Cough, cough!”

Hearing Tang Tian’s words, Ye Wuming almost choked on his own saliva.

Madman!

He cursed silently in his heart.

Wait for death?

What kind of joke is that?

Under Ye Wuming’s gaze, Tang Tian easily walked out of the Formation.

In his hand, there was also a long sword taken from his Storage Ring.

“This?”

Seeing Tang Tian’s actions, Ye Wuming was immediately dumbfounded.

He was also incredibly shocked.

Tang Tian also understood Formations?

And his attainments seemed quite high?

Otherwise, how could he have easily walked out of this defensive Formation?

Under normal circumstances, he would need the Formation Plate in his hand.

Suddenly, Ye Wuming looked at Tang Tian with a strange expression.

He was really curious about Tang Tian’s background.

Could it be?

Is this guy really from an Imperial Clan?

That shouldn’t be!

How could someone from an Imperial Clan come to the Southern Frontier?

While Ye Wuming was lost in thought, Tang Tian had already started a massacre.

It must be said that Tang Tian was truly not an ordinary fierce person.

Flying in the Sky Soaring Realm, he was now frantically killing the surrounding Yao Beasts.

Basically, it was one sword, one Yao Beast.

Without exception, each was a fatal strike.

While frantically killing Yao Beasts, Tang Tian collected all the Yao Beast corpses.

“Hiss!”

Coming back to his senses, when he saw Tang Tian’s performance, Ye Wuming couldn’t help but gasp.

Terrifying!

It was truly too terrifying!

He somewhat doubted how Tang Tian managed to do it.

Normally, these Fourth Tier Yao Beasts around them would be comparable to Cultivators at the Peak of the Sky Soaring Realm’s Nine Heavens, right?

Their strength might even be a bit greater!

Not to mention, all these Yao Beasts had already gone berserk collectively.

But this guy, Tang Tian?

Not only did he easily kill one Yao Beast after another, but he also looked completely at ease?

The innate Divine Abilities of all the Yao Beasts couldn’t harm him in the slightest?

Wait!

What is that?

Profound meaning of Wind?

Spatial Profundity?

“This guy is truly terrifying!”

“He has comprehended so many Profound Truths in the Sky Soaring Realm?”

“Damn it! I’ve only comprehended two Concepts so far.”

Staring at Tang Tian’s back as he rampaged, Ye Wuming was filled with shock, and his face was full of envy.

If he could be so much of a Prodigy, that would be great.

“When we leave the Tomb of the Saint, these spoils of war should be able to exchange for a lot of Spirit Stones, right?”

While frantically hunting Yao Beasts, Tang Tian muttered with anticipation.

His face was full of smiles.

As the saying goes, some rejoice while others sorrow.

Compared to Tang Tian’s ease, in other parts of the Tomb of the Saint, countless Prodigies were in tragedy.

Many Prodigies died at the hands of Yao Beasts, becoming food.

Many Prodigies were also severely injured and could only flee for their lives.

Some luckier ones hid themselves.

There was still an incense stick’s worth of time before the Blood Moon disappeared, but more than half of the Prodigies inside the Tomb of the Saint had already been injured or killed.

Outside the Tomb of the Saint, the experts of the various forces all had terribly gloomy expressions.

Among them, many people’s Soul Lamps had already extinguished.

Many others’ Soul Lamps had become exceptionally dim.

They knew full well what this meant.

In particular, some images transmitted by the Prodigies inside using secret techniques made their faces turn very ugly.

Blood Moon?

Making all the Yao Beasts go berserk?

What was this situation?

In the crowd, the Black and White Shuangsha unconsciously exchanged glances.

Both saw the solemnity in each other’s eyes.

Now, they were both a bit hesitant.

Should they forcibly break open the Tomb of the Saint?

As Quasi-Saint powerhouses, if they used their trump cards, they still had a certain degree of confidence.

However, they quickly abandoned this idea.

After observing the images transmitted by the secret techniques for a while, their hearts settled.

The strongest of those Yao Beasts were only Fourth Tier.

The Young Clan Leader was at the Peak of the Sky Soaring Realm’s Nine Heavens, and with the Young Clan Leader’s astonishing combat power, what was there to worry about?

At the very least, the Young Clan Leader could definitely protect himself.

Inside the Tomb of the Saint, as time passed, the Blood Moon slowly faded.

The moon returned to its normal appearance.

The berserk Yao Beasts also quickly left.

Above the ice and snow world, seeing this scene, Tang Tian couldn’t help but be stunned.

Similarly, Ye Wuming was also stunned.

The two looked at each other, seeing the puzzlement in each other’s eyes.

“Congratulations on passing the assessment!”

“Next, those who are alive are qualified to enter the Legacy land.”

Suddenly, an old voice echoed throughout the Tomb of the Saint.

In an instant, everyone was uncontrollably teleported away.

When Tang Tian came back to his senses, he found himself in a special space.

Or rather, he had arrived in a massive blood-colored palace.

Here, many Prodigies had already appeared.

Suddenly, Tang Tian and Ye Wuming immediately became the focus of the entire hall.

It was difficult for the two not to attract attention; everyone else was covered in blood, or severely injured and covered in dust.

But these two guys were completely unharmed.

“It’s truly disappointing!”

At some point, a blood-colored figure appeared in the middle of the palace.

This was a Little Old Man in a blood-colored robe with an aged face.

The other party seemed to be a soul body?

Or rather, a Remnant Soul?

In a blink of an eye, everyone’s attention was drawn to the Little Old Man.

“You are all so weak, you are not qualified to receive my Legacy.”

“Oh?”

“No, that’s not right!”

“There’s actually an interesting little guy here! He’s even more of a Prodigy than I was at the same age when I was alive! Not bad! Very good!”

The Little Old Man glanced at everyone, shaking his head in disappointment.

Soon, he looked at Tang Tian with exclamations of wonder.

His eyes held undisguised admiration.