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As for the two men’s attitude, Demon Saint Huang Quan didn’t mind it at all.
"My purpose for existing is simply to wait for someone of a later generation who can defeat me, then pass down my ultimate art."
"Your soul power has already met the requirements to cultivate Yellow Spring Divine Anger." Demon Saint Huang Quan smiled as he spoke.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit helpless. To withstand Yellow Spring Divine Anger in a pure soul state without dying... how many people in the entire world could do that? What kind of test was this for juniors?
But then again, the inheritance belonged to him. How he wanted to give it, or how he wanted to be willful with it, was entirely his business. Receiving it would be a favor. Not receiving it would be normal. It should never be taken for granted.
Thinking about it this way, Demon Saint Huang Quan was already being quite generous. After all, not every powerhouse chose to leave an inheritance for later generations before dying. Demon Saint Huang Quan slowly opened his palm.
As he opened it, faint golden streams began to seep out from his illusory body. Those tiny golden currents all gathered toward his palm, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a small cluster of golden liquid.
The moment that golden liquid appeared, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both felt the bloodline power within their physical bodies outside begin to throb violently, as though it was on the verge of boiling.
"So this is Demon Saint Huang Quan’s blood essence."
The two stared tightly at the golden liquid. They could clearly sense the strange energy within it. An indescribable energy containing a trace of supreme and noble aura.
"No wonder this remnant soul was able to summon the true body of Demon Saint Huang Quan to unleash Yellow Spring Divine Anger. So his blood essence was hidden inside this remnant soul." The two glanced at the wisp of remnant soul and thought silently.
"Sigh~ I cultivated for over a thousand years, and my soul even stepped into that legendary Emperor Realm. But that last step... I was never able to truly take it." Demon Saint Huang Quan gently stroked the golden liquid, his voice filled with endless regret and unwillingness.
Just half a step. He was only half a step away!
He had clearly felt himself touching that level, yet it was like a uncross able heavenly chasm, preventing him from ever passing through.
"Senior’s abilities are truly divine. If you had just a little more time, you definitely would’ve taken that final step." Xiao Yan quickly said. At this moment, he didn’t mind giving a little flattery.
Wei Yang also nodded. Indeed, Demon Saint Huang Quan had been close to becoming a Dou Di. What a pity...
"Heh, becoming a Dou Di isn’t that simple. I fear that such an existence will never appear in this world again." Demon Saint Huang Quan shook his head and sighed.
"Why?" Xiao Yan’s heart trembled as he hurriedly asked.
Ever since the end of the Ancient Era of Emperors, Dou Dis seemed to have vanished overnight. No one knew where they went, and none had ever appeared again. Until now, that level existed only in legends.
Other than the last Tuo She Ancient God, no other Dou Di had been born on the continent. This matter had always been a great mystery in the minds of countless generations. What exactly happened during the Era of Emperors?
Demon Saint Huang Quan slightly furrowed his brow, as if trying to recall something.
After a long moment, he finally raised his head. Looking into the endless dark void, he said quietly, "The heavens and earth today... seem to be missing something."
"Missing something?" Xiao Yan’s face twitched, unable to understand what Demon Saint Huang Quan meant.
"I cannot say for certain. I am only a remnant soul now. I have lost too many memories. And I have existed far too long. So many things... I can no longer remember." Demon Saint Huang Quan slowly shook his head, his voice carrying a deep ancient sorrow.
"It is the Origin Qi. Ever since the end of the Ancient Era of Emperors, this world has been missing the Origin Qi." Wei Yang suddenly spoke.
"What?!" Xiao Yan and Demon Saint Huang Quan were both stunned, turning their gazes sharply toward Wei Yang.
"Senior brother, you—" Xiao Yan stared in shock.
"You... you said the Origin Qi?" Even Demon Saint Huang Quan’s lips trembled slightly as he suddenly straightened his body.
"That’s right, the Origin Qi." Wei Yang nodded and sat cross-legged in the dark void. Looking at Demon Saint Huang Quan, he spoke slowly, "Senior, your mission is complete. This remnant soul of yours will soon dissipate. Let me at least allow you to die with clarity."
"The reason your true body was trapped at the final step back then, unable to break through and undergo the essential evolution of life to achieve ultimate ascension, was because... you lacked the Origin Qi."
"That is a mysterious substance, an energy of a higher level than Dou Qi — a necessary catalyst for the evolution of life."
Wei Yang spoke, then looked at Xiao Yan and chuckled. "As for this so-called Origin Qi, you can also think of it as... spiritual power."
"Spiritual power?!"
Hearing that, Xiao Yan felt as if he had been struck by thunder.
He was completely stunned. Spiritual power — of course he had heard that term before. Some ancient, buried memories surfaced from the depths of his mind.
A word unfamiliar yet distant.
"This..." Xiao Yan was overflowing with disbelief.
He had cultivated Dou Qi for decades, and it turned out to be nothing more than an energy weaker than spiritual power? To become a Dou Di, he needed spiritual power to complete the fundamental leap of evolution? Was this... cultivation of immortals?
"Lacking Origin Qi, spiritual power? I understand now."
Demon Saint Huang Quan murmured to himself. After the initial shock faded, he slowly calmed down. His eyes carried understanding and a hint of realization. "So my true body failed to take that step back then because I lacked this kind of energy?"
The answer his true body had pursued for countless years. He had faintly sensed it — he knew the world lacked something. Now the final breakthrough came with just a nudge. Many things suddenly made sense.
"Yes. You lacked that substance. No matter how hard you struggled, no matter how extraordinary your talent, it was useless."
Wei Yang nodded, then shifted his gaze to the still-stunned Xiao Yan. "Including your ancestor, Xiao Xuan. He also lacked that energy. That’s why his attempt to break through by burning the entire clan’s bloodline power was destined to fail."
"The tiny amount of Origin Qi within your clan’s bloodline — something inherited from the Old Ancestor — was nowhere near enough for a half-step Dou Di to complete the ultimate evolution. The gap wasn’t small... it was enormous."
"So that’s how it is... destined to fail, huh... haha."
Xiao Yan stood there like a wooden statue, muttering to himself. His heart was tangled with emotions, and a bitter, desolate smile surfaced on his face.
How pathetic... Reality was even more cruel and ironic.
His ancestor Xiao Xuan had made a gamble that was doomed from the start.
The price... was the life of the entire clan.
If Xiao Xuan had known this answer earlier, maybe that tragedy could have been avoided.
"Senior brother... how do you even know such a secret—" Xiao Yan paused, slapped his forehead, and gave a bitter smile. "I get it. Light Emperor told you, didn’t he?"
"Mm, something like that. The matter was too heavy, so I didn’t explain it to you and master at the time." Wei Yang nodded.
"Understandable." Xiao Yan forced a smile.
Back then, Wei Yang had just entered the Ban Sheng realm, and Xiao Yan himself was only a Dou Zun. Knowing this kind of truth wouldn’t have helped — it would’ve only brought anxiety.
At the very least, without reaching the Dou Sheng realm, one didn’t even have the qualifications to touch problems of this level.
"Light Emperor, huh? I’ve seen a few records about this Dou Di in ancient texts. Junior... I didn’t expect you to have inherited his legacy." Demon Saint Huang Quan sighed.
"It was due to fortune. I was lucky enough to receive some guidance from the Light Emperor’s remnant soul." Wei Yang smiled.
"No wonder... After the Tuo She Ancient God, no other Dou Di has appeared. Doesn’t that mean our future path is completely severed?" Xiao Yan said, a little hollow, a little lost.
Wei Yang opened his mouth but said nothing.
Seeing this, Demon Saint Huang Quan also sighed softly. His gaze toward the two young men carried a trace of sympathy: "Sometimes, knowing certain answers too early... isn’t necessarily a good thing."
Looking at these two outstanding youths, even he didn’t know how to comfort them.
As for himself — it didn’t matter anymore. He was already dead. Even this last shred of soul was about to dissipate. Whether the path ahead was severed or not no longer had meaning to him. It was just an answer he had sought for so long.
But for these two young men... such truth was cruel beyond measure. A road cut off meant that no matter how hard they worked in the future, everything was destined to be futile.
Without Origin Qi...
From now on, they could only lie flat and slowly wait for death. Compared to that, the true body of Demon Saint Huang Quan had it better — even without a clear answer, he still had hope. A lifetime spent chasing a goal.
But having a pursuit, and having that pursuit destroyed, were completely different things. This kind of despair — where no future or hope could be seen — was enough to suffocate someone. Enough to drive someone insane.
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