Battle Throught The Heavens: Reborn Yan Emperor Ts

In an open space within a vast forest, the scene resembled the aftermath of a great battle. Trees lay uprooted and broken, and the ground was strewn with ancient trunks split in half.

Amid the devastation, one figure floated in the air, seated cross-legged. Clad in snow-white robes that fluttered neatly in the wind, he exuded an aura of calm amid the chaos. Around him, a colossal energy vortex spun at an incredible speed, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Its howling gusts, reminiscent of wailing ghosts and ferocious wolves, sent shivers through the surroundings. Faint space cracks even began to appear between heaven and earth, rendering the scene all the more hideous and terrifying.

At that moment, Xiao Yan's body pulsed with Dou Qi, swelling and contracting like a fully inflated balloon. The special space within him continuously absorbed the Zhoutian spiritual energy he refined. Despite the rhythmic expansion and contraction of his energy storage—a space on the verge of rupturing—the structure remained remarkably solid.

Observing this, Xiao Yan intensified his practice of the Burning Technique. The fighting spirit surging through his meridians grew wilder as the strange fire raced along them, refining the energy of heaven and earth he absorbed. Yet most of that external energy consisted of the Emperor's Origin—a component his strange fire could not refine. When refining the heavenly energy, his strange fire had to expel the Emperor's Origin, further slowing the absorption process. If this continued, his breakthrough would surely fail.

At that moment, an immense and violent suction force emerged from an unknown source. Whether by design or by chance, this force selectively absorbed only the Emperor's Origins from the surrounding energy. As if obeying an unseen command, all traces of the Emperor's Origin were drawn toward this force.

Xiao Yan's pace in absorbing and refining heavenly energy quickened. Strands of pure Dou Qi poured into that mysterious space, steadily increasing its Dou Qi and causing the space to swell. It was clear that the final rupture and expansion were imminent.

Yet Xiao Yan frowned. What was the source of this unknown force? It had even breached Huo Yi's defenses.

Now, an external observer would notice two massive energy vortexes where Xiao Yan was practicing. One, positioned behind him, absorbed the energy between heaven and earth with an overwhelmingly powerful aura; the other, facing him, drew in the Emperor's Origin. The milky-white Emperor's Origin swirled in the air, slowly condensing into a drop of mysterious, milk-like liquid before vanishing into the void. Although the vortex absorbing the Emperor's Origin spun slowly, it had already pulled in all the Emperor's Origin from that realm—an almost magical sight.

The two vortexes, distinct in the nature of the energy they absorbed, differed in color and intensity, resembling two giant beasts competing for the energy of heaven and earth. Their unique interplay created an awe-inspiring view.

Hundreds of miles away, Huo Yi watched the scene with mild surprise. Logically, with his power, it should have been impossible for anyone to break through his defenses—let alone come within ten feet of Xiao Yan. Yet Huo Yi's frown soon softened into curious interest as he observed that Xiao Yan's practice, once slow and steady, had accelerated dramatically. It appeared that this mysterious suction force was aiding Xiao Yan. The faster his practice progressed, the nearer he came to his breakthrough, and Huo Yi couldn't help but wonder, "What exactly is that force? And why is it helping Brother Xiao Yan?"

Around Xiao Yan, a constant, powerful wind howled as the energy of heaven and earth surged into his body. The Burning Technique ran at an astonishing speed; the strange fire within him continued to refine and absorb the mottled energy. The fighting spirit within his special space was so dense that the space barrier trembled, and tiny cracks began to appear.

Ever since Xiao Yan noticed these cracks, he had been filled with excitement. He pressed even harder, determined to absorb every bit of energy from heaven and earth. Simultaneously, the Emperor's Origin was rapidly converging from another direction.

Before long, with a sharp cracking sound, a powerful aura burst upward between heaven and earth, accompanied by gusts of whistling wind—as if a giant dragon were soaring into the sky.

Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes; a gleam of light flashed across them before he stood up. With a series of crackling sounds, he executed a set of vigorous boxing techniques. Finally, he exhaled deeply and murmured with excitement, "I haven't felt this advancing surge in a long time—it's so refreshing!"

Then, he glanced around and frowned. The strange vortex had vanished. After a moment's thought, he dismissed it. After all, he suffered no losses and his body remained unchanged.

He examined the shattered Youhai Na Ring, then leaned over to secure the jade bottle in his arms. Casually, he drew a line in the void and a dark space crack appeared. He deposited the other items within it, turned, and flew toward Huo Yi's location. With his current strength, Xiao Yan could tear the void apart with ease—what had just occurred was merely a temporary spatial opening for his convenience.

Unbeknownst to him, as he clutched the jade bottle, it emitted a faint light that even Xiao Yan failed to notice.

Meanwhile, in a magnificently adorned hall tens of thousands of miles away, an old man in white stared wide-eyed at a crystal ball placed atop a stone table. His mouth hung open as he gazed blankly until the crystal's glow faded. Then, his eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly, "Divine bloodline! Hahahaha! God truly helps my Xiao clan! Hahahaha!" Before he could finish, his figure vanished in a flash, leaving only echoes of Xiong Hun's heroic voice reverberating in the hall.

After a moment of silence, the crystal ball suddenly glowed again—this time emitting a light brighter than before and showering the hall with a dazzling array of colors. Sadly, the old man had already departed and would never witness this resplendent scene again.

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