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As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Aotian noticed that the surrounding Heaven and Earth Profound Qi began to tremble violently.
Immediately, a black pillar of light, several zhang in size, shot towards Aotian from the distant void. The sound of the explosion caused by the pillar tearing through the profound energy made Aotian's heart race.
From that massive pillar of light, Aotian sensed a strong sense of danger; if he were truly hit by that pillar, he would likely be reduced to nothing in an instant.
Thinking this, Aotian stepped forward with one foot, executing a mysterious movement that resonated with the faint sound of Dragon's Roar.
Dragon's Dance!
At this moment, Aotian's Dragon's Dance was undoubtedly much stronger than before. The echoing sound of Dragon's Roar indicated that Aotian had already cultivated Dragon's Dance to its peak.
"Whoosh."
The pillar of light passed through Aotian, who slowly began to dissipate.
"A shadow?!" The middle-aged man's voice was laced with surprise.
Meanwhile, Aotian looked at the dark pillar of light and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He noticed that where his shadow had been, there were faint cracks in space, suggesting just how terrifying the energy within that pillar was!
"Not bad for a movement technique, but still lacking a bit!" The middle-aged man's voice contained an inscrutable tone.
Aotian was filled with confusion and was about to ask what was lacking when a fierce force shot out from the void behind him, striking precisely on his shoulder.
Instantly, a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed from Aotian's mouth, blooming like a brilliant flower in the air.
Aotian's face turned pale as he wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, scanning his surroundings with vigilant eyes.
After all, that sudden powerful attack just now was truly bizarre, with no warning at all beforehand.
"What's wrong? Do you want to continue? If I had wanted to kill you just now, you would have already met your end!" The middle-aged man's voice echoed calmly.
Aotian cupped his hands towards the endless void and said, "May I ask if you could give me half an hour?"
"Oh, are you planning to use your trump card?" The middle-aged man's voice carried a hint of amusement.
"Are you afraid to?"
"Haha, you don't need to provoke me! What difference does it make if I give you half an hour?"
"Good, then please wait a moment..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Aotian sat cross-legged in the endless void. His eyes closed tightly, as if sensing something...
"Hehe, interesting, interesting..." The laughter of the middle-aged man echoed in the void.
In the great hall, Aoyan paced back and forth, murmuring to himself, "Why hasn't he come out yet? Why hasn't he come out yet..."
The mysterious woman looked at Aoyan's anxious demeanor and shook her head helplessly. Then she glanced at Yan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Could it be that this senior truly has such confidence that the heir of the Dragon God will definitely subdue the Heaven Devouring Seal?
In the void, at this moment, Aotian's mind sank into his flowing blood, as if searching for something.
"Aotian, I cannot help you with the trial of the Heaven Devouring Seal; everything depends on you. However, with your current strength, it will be very difficult to pass the trial of the Heaven Devouring Seal, so you must find a way to outsmart it!"
"Your mother has left you a valuable 'inheritance.' Once you feel that you cannot pass the trial of the Heaven Devouring Seal, summon the power that sleeps within your blood."
"That power is the Bloodline power of your mother's family, and it can only be used once in a lifetime. I hope that power can assist you!"
Before entering the black hole, Yan's words echoed in Aotian's mind, and now Aotian was about to summon the power left to him by his mother!
The crimson liquid flowed continuously through his veins, and Aotian's mind was tightly focused on that blood. However, as time passed, Aotian did not sense any power left by his mother?!
Could it be that the teacher sensed incorrectly? Thinking this, Aotian's heart gradually sank to the bottom, and even his complexion grew increasingly grim...
At that moment, Aotian suddenly discovered that within the bright red blood there was a faint mix of purple-gold color. However, this Purple Gold Blood was mixed in with the crimson blood, and since it was so rare, one could easily overlook it without careful observation.
Even though this blood was scarce, Aotian could perceive the nobility and splendor emanating from that Purple Gold Blood. The quantity of crimson blood was vast, but it was submissive to the Purple Gold Blood like subjects to their ruler.
Is this the power?!
Aotian's face gradually revealed a hint of joy...
"Time's up, kid. Since you have no means, I will take action first!" At that moment, the voice of a middle-aged man rang out again.
Immediately, a force gathered that shook this void. A pitch-black whip-like energy surged from deep within the distant void. Wherever the black whip passed, small black holes appeared in the void.
As that whip was about to strike Aotian, a faint sound emerged quietly yet filled this void with fear: "Woo... Woo..."
"My junior, how can you say you are hurt?!"
As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in front of Aotian, colliding violently with the dark mist and ultimately dissolving into nothingness.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The sound of footsteps echoed in the endless void, and then a figure dressed in a purple-gold robe slowly appeared before Aotian.
This figure seemed to have stepped through time and space, exuding an ancient and desolate yet magnificent and noble aura.
Aotian looked at this figure, which was not tall but seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth apart, filled with admiration.
Such temperament, such might, was the true Peak Martial Artist!
The appearance of the man in the purple-gold robe seemed to freeze the energy in this void.
In the great hall, Yan's eyes suddenly opened wide as he reached out to grasp the space. Instantly, strands of purple-gold energy were caught in his hand.
"Damn it, it's not Liu God's phantom but Liu God's remnant soul?!" Yan looked at the purple-gold energy in his hand, his expression turning extremely grim.
The mysterious woman beside him was also startled by Yan's voice. Seeing his ugly expression made her heart race. She had never seen anything that could trouble this senior before her.
"Senior, what happened?" the mysterious woman asked cautiously.
Aoyan also looked nervously at Yan and asked, "Senior, is something wrong with Aotian?" His tone even carried a hint of sobbing.
Yan slowly shook his head and sighed lightly:
"I originally thought that what Aotian summoned should be the shadow of Liu God, but unexpectedly it turned out to be the soul of Liu God. This is a serious matter!"
Aoyan looked confused, not understanding what Yan was talking about. The mysterious woman, however, seemed to ponder for a moment, then gazed at the deep black hole with a hint of horror in her eyes.
Although the shadow of Liu God and the soul of Liu God differ by only one word, the power they contain is not on the same level.
The shadow lacks intelligence, and the energy it contains is extremely limited. In contrast, the soul possesses a trace of the original's intelligence, and its power is undoubtedly much stronger than that of the shadow.
Logically speaking, Aotian should be pleased to summon the soul of Liu God, as it is far superior to the shadow. This would make it much easier for Aotian to subdue the Heaven Devouring Seal.
However, because the soul of Liu God summoned by Aotian is too powerful, that force has already exceeded Yan's control. Once it exceeds control, it means that the family of Pride's Mother is very likely to have learned about this matter...
But Aotian does not belong to "that clan," so summoning the soul of Liu God has already violated a significant taboo of "that clan"...
"I hope you all act rationally; otherwise..." A mix of helplessness and ruthlessness flickered in Yan's eyes, creating a rather strange expression.
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