Chapter 128: Yang Xiao

  "Hey... his divine soul body!" Seeing this, Yang Tian was taken aback, and immediately a surge of ecstasy emerged from the depths of his heart. The Ancestral Dragon Ring was the nemesis of divine soul bodies and could easily devour them.

  "Old bastard, come in quickly..."

  The divine soul body entered Yang Tian's sea of consciousness. Upon seeing the divine soul space at the edge, he burst into laughter: "It's actually a divine soul space! Who would have thought that my luck has finally turned around, haha..."

  The divine soul old man was overjoyed, uncontrollably rubbing his palms together as he wandered aimlessly through the sea of consciousness.

  "What is this?" At this moment, the divine soul old man's gaze swept through the sea of consciousness and immediately noticed a pitch-black ring. Next to the ring was a jade pendant.

  "This is... the Divine Dragon Soul-Calming Pendant... How is this possible?..." The divine soul old man scrutinized the dragon-shaped jade pendant for a while, and then his face instantly turned blank, a surge of indescribable ecstasy enveloping his heart.

  In that instant, the Ancestral Dragon Ring suddenly emitted a black light and directly devoured the divine soul body.

  Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the divine soul body woke up from his daze and looked around with a slightly panicked gaze. The treasures around him did not attract him much.

  "Who is it? Show yourself!" After a moment of silence, the divine soul old man cursed aloud, his gaze constantly roaming around. When he discovered that this was an independent space, his face instantly darkened.

  "Yin... Yin..." Two pitch-black little dragons appeared in front of the divine soul body. The dragons looked somewhat solemn, as if they were worried about not being able to take down this ancient monster who had lived for countless years.

  "Nightmare Dragons... How is this possible... These are Nightmare Dragons. How could such creatures still exist?" The divine soul old man stared at the two pitch-black little dragons in front of him, his body involuntarily trembling, fear emerging in his eyes.

  "Nightmare Dragons?" Sensing the divine soul old man's panicked expression, Yang Tian felt puzzled. He had never heard of this kind of exotic beast, but an exotic beast that could even frighten an Emperor-level divine soul was unimaginable.

  "Yin..." The two Nightmare Dragons screeched in unison, black mist surging wildly as their mouths opened wide, spitting out two brilliant black lights towards the divine soul body.

  "Get lost, you bastard!" Seeing this, the divine soul old man bellowed, pushing his palm through the air. A surging palm force struck out, and a huge palm shadow was aimed at the Nightmare Dragons' bodies.

  Boom! The brilliant black light was ferocious beyond measure, directly piercing through the palm shadow and rushing towards the divine soul body. The divine soul old man seemed to have anticipated this and unleashed three consecutive palm strikes to shatter the black light.

  "Yin..." After an exchange, a hint of disdain flashed in the Nightmare Dragons' eyes as they opened their mouths and spat out two pitch-black chains, slamming down towards the divine soul body.

  "This old bastard is strong on the outside but weak on the inside..." Seeing this, Yang Tian rubbed his hands. The divine soul body had only unleashed a few palm strikes, and the energy fluctuations emanating from within his body had drastically diminished, with most of the black light around him dissipating.

  The divine soul old man had clearly been trapped inside for a long time, his divine soul energy not replenished, and his essence consumed significantly, which gave the Nightmare Dragons a significant advantage.

  "Little friend, spare me! I am willing to serve you as a slave, please let me go," the divine soul body begged, retreating repeatedly as he was attacked by the two chains. His entire body was about to disintegrate, and he hurriedly knelt down to plead.

  "Damn it, an Emperor Lord actually wants to worship me as his master. If this gets out, it will scare Qing Yuan into a faint," Yang Tian muttered, unable to help but exclaim in shock.

  "I am telling the truth, little friend. Please stop the Nightmare Dragons from attacking. I am willing to serve you for life," the divine soul body begged repeatedly. His divine soul body was inherently fragile, and surviving this long was already an incredible stroke of luck.

  "Old man, it's not that I don't want to, but the Nightmare Dragons are not under my control. You might as well die..." Looking at the divine soul old man's fearful and uneasy appearance, Yang Tian laughed heartily.

  Even if Yang Tian could control the Nightmare Dragons, he would not let the divine soul old man go. An ancient monster who had lived for so long, and was also an Emperor-level powerhouse, was bound to have some tricks up his sleeve.

  "You... you... you deserve to die!" The divine soul old man was thoroughly enraged. As an Emperor Lord, it was already a loss of face to plead with a martial artist. Now, he received such a response.

  "Yin..." The Nightmare Dragons screeched, sensing that it was almost over, and dove straight down, biting the divine soul body relentlessly.

  "Ahhh—" A miserable howl. The soul power contained within the divine soul body was gradually devoured by the Nightmare Dragons. With each bite, the energy fluctuations emanating from around them grew stronger.

  "It seems the Nightmare Dragons have gained quite a benefit..." Yang Tian licked his lips. Just as the divine soul body was about to disintegrate, the entire cave suddenly began to shake.

  "What's going on?" Seeing this, Yang Tian's heart tightened, fearing that something else might happen, and his consciousness returned to his body.

  "Could it be that the barrier was set up by the old bastard? Now that he's dead, the barrier has dissipated," Yang Tian thought with excitement. The treasures inside were something the Ancestral Dragon Ring craved, and there must be some peerless divine artifacts.

  The entire black curtain was shaking, ripples spreading across its surface. The energy of the black barrier was gradually dissipating. Yang Tian's body shrank back slightly. This energy was incredibly evil; even a slight touch could be extremely harmful to the flesh.

  On the other side of the barrier, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a resolute face, opened his eyes. His ethereal body stood up, his gaze sweeping over the barrier.

  As the barrier dissipated, Yang Tian's astonished gaze fell on the middle-aged man on the opposite side, who was also a divine soul body. The energy fluctuations he emitted were much weaker than the previous divine soul body.

  "Who is this guy?" Yang Tian's gaze became increasingly puzzled. He always felt that the divine soul body opposite him was very close to him, as if they shared a blood connection.

  The middle-aged man was also sizing up Yang Tian, his gaze very puzzled, unable to figure out how this incredibly weak clansman had dealt with the person outside.

  "Yin..." Suddenly, the Ancestral Dragon Ring shot out, hovering around Yang Tian with a hint of excitement.

  "This... this... this is the Ancestral Dragon Ring..." Seeing the Ancestral Dragon Ring appear, the middle-aged man's entire body trembled instantly. He appeared in front of Yang Tian, staring at the pitch-black ring in disbelief.

  "You... how do you know?" Yang Tian was startled. Apart from the core members of the Yang family, no one else knew about the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

  The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes slowly reined in his expression, his gaze on Yang Tian becoming solemn and respectful. He even knelt down and bowed: "Yang family clansman, Yang Xiao, pays respects to the clan leader!"

  "You... you... please get up..." Yang Tian was somewhat incoherent, quickly helping the middle-aged man up from the ground. His eyes were full of disbelief. This divine soul body was actually a member of the Yang family!

  "Thank you, clan leader, for saving me," Yang Xiao stood up, very respectful to Yang Tian, but his gaze was somewhat puzzled.

  "Don't call me clan leader, just call me Yang Tian, Yang Tian," Yang Tian hurriedly waved his hands, his head in a mess. This matter had a huge impact on him. He had discovered a remnant soul of a Yang family clansman inside.

  "This..." Yang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, his gaze on Yang Tian filled with suspicion. How could a martial artist be the clan leader of the Yang family?

  "I'll just call you Uncle Xiao, and you can call me Xiao Tian. By the way, how did you end up here? What place is this?" Yang Tian scratched his head, unsure of how to explain.

  Yang Xiao's face showed a troubled expression. Disrespecting the clan leader could result in punishment. After Yang Tian persuaded him for a while, Yang Xiao reluctantly agreed.

  "Xiao Tian, you don't know this place, do you? This is the Devil's Fall. How did you end up here? How many people from our family have come here?" Yang Xiao paused, memories sealed away for countless years opening up in his mind, and he hurriedly asked.

  "Family... family..." Hearing this, Yang Tian sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with a surge of hatred, clutching his head, unwilling to say more.

  "What happened to the Yang family?" Seeing Yang Tian's state, Yang Xiao was shocked and felt an ominous premonition, hurriedly asking.

  "The Yang family is gone..." Yang Tian wept, seeing a close relative and with the Ancestral Dragon Ring trusting him, Yang Tian spoke of the pain hidden in his heart. He had endured too much, and hatred whipped him to progress every day.

  "The Yang family is gone... This can't be... How could it be gone..." Yang Xiao completely lost his reason, his expression indescribable. He didn't know how many years he had been in a daze, not knowing how much time had passed. How could the Yang family be gone?

  "I have been asleep here for hundreds of thousands of years. What exactly happened?" Yang Xiao felt sorrowful. Back then, he had sealed demons here and was captured by demons, then imprisoned inside.

  The two talked for a long time, and Yang Xiao gradually learned about the era. The demons had been annihilated, and the Yang family no longer existed.

  Yang Tian had many emotions. Yang Xiao was actually an ancient person, having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, which was unbelievable. If this news spread, it would surely cause an earth-shattering stir.

  "Uncle Xiao, what was our family like in ancient times? Were we powerful?" Yang Tian suddenly asked, showing interest in the family's history.

  "Xiao Tian, don't worry about these things for now. The Yang family no longer exists, and someone must be behind it. I need to find out what happened back then!" Yang Xiao patted Yang Tian's shoulder and smiled, but there was a chilling coldness beneath the smile.

  "The family's past seems not simple," Yang Tian saw Yang Xiao's expression and did not continue to inquire. He felt that some things were not suitable for him to know, possibly related to ancient secrets.

  "Hundreds of thousands of years, time flies. I wonder if the other clans still exist?" Yang Xiao sighed, his heart filled with complex emotions. The Yang family's nonexistence was a huge blow to him.

  "Boom boom boom..." Suddenly, the entire cave began to shake, and the stones above the cave began to fall. The deafening noise echoed continuously in the cave, and a surge of overwhelming energy fluctuations came from outside.

  Seeing Yang Xiao's puzzled expression, Yang Tian explained: "Uncle Xiao, someone is attacking here. I took the opportunity to sneak in."

  "They are attacking here?" Hearing this, Yang Xiao was startled and hurriedly said: "Are they suicidal? Do they still want to release the demon?"

  "This place is a Devil's Fall, with many great demons sealed inside. I didn't expect their vitality to be so strong; they haven't all died yet," Yang Xiao explained.