BTTH : Emperor Yang-Chapter 633: Saint Yao!
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After dividing the spoils, the two of them slowly closed their eyes and entered a state of cultivation.
The secret chamber once again fell into silence.
Half a day later.
At a certain moment—
Yao Lao, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform with his eyes tightly shut, finally awoke. The instant his eyes opened, electricity sparked through the void. A ray of brilliance that seemed to pierce directly into the soul flashed across, illuminating the entire chamber.
Sensing the sudden disturbance, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both withdrew from their cultivation states instantly. A chill ran through their hearts, every hair on their bodies standing on end as their pupils shrank sharply.
That gaze—was beyond words.
Majestic. Noble.
Dangerous—extremely dangerous!
It was as if they were mere ants facing a mighty dragon.
A moment later, an incomparably vast and overwhelming aura slowly spread from Yao Lao’s body.
The space itself trembled and quivered.
Crack—crack!
Countless fine fissures appeared, spiderwebbing across the air. The atmosphere grew thick and heavy, as though it had been frozen solid.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan immediately felt as if they were insects trapped within amber, their bodies pressed beneath an invisible mountain—immense, suffocating, immovable.
The surrounding space and air seemed to close in all at once, pressing down from every direction, making even the slightest movement difficult.
A sacred might—boundless and terrifying—filled the entire secret chamber. The space rippled like a tide, waves of distortion spreading outward in circles.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan’s vision blurred and shifted, as though they had become small boats tossed about in a violent sea, carried helplessly by towering waves.
Dou Sheng!
This—this is Dou Sheng!
While struggling to withstand the pressure, the two exchanged a silent glance. Alongside their fear, there was unmistakable joy shining in their eyes.
Yao Lao had succeeded!
After a long moment, the terrifying aura gradually began to subside.
"Apologies. I just broke through and lost control for a moment, causing my aura to leak." The calm, familiar old voice slowly echoed.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan immediately felt the crushing pressure vanish. A wave of warmth spread through their bodies, like basking in the spring breeze. They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and quickly looked toward Yao Lao.
"Master (Yao Lao)."
On the stone platform, Yao Lao sat cross-legged, a faint smile upon his face. His aura was completely restrained, his entire being appearing as ordinary as any elder one might pass by on the street.
That earlier scene—where the very space had trembled and nearly collapsed under a mere trace of his leaked aura—felt almost like an illusion.
Yet with their sharp soul perception, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan could clearly sense that Yao Lao’s current strength was terrifying beyond measure!
That power within him, like a slumbering dragon, was vast and incomprehensibly dangerous. Even the Three Leaders of the Pill Tower could not compare.
Even the remains of that Dou Sheng in the Ancient Ruins—when it had awakened and unleashed the Great Heaven Creation Palm in its strongest state—had not inspired the same level of awe and fear that Yao Lao now did.
This aura, this sense of danger—it was the most powerful presence Wei Yang and Xiao Yan had ever felt in their lives. Unprecedented, unmatched.
"So, this is Dou Sheng... Truly terrifying and powerful. Before such an existence, I feel like an infant standing before a grown man." Wei Yang thought to himself in shock. At last, he truly understood what it meant to be a Dou Sheng.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan exchanged another glance, then stood up, cupped their fists, and said in unison with broad smiles, "Congratulations, Master (Yao Lao), on achieving Dou Sheng Realm!"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Yao Lao couldn’t help but laugh heartily, stroking his beard. His laughter was full of unrestrained joy and relief. After everything—after all the suffering Yao Chen had endured—he had finally achieved what he longed for!
Not only resurrected, but stepping directly into the realm of Dou Sheng in a single leap!
In the past, such a thing would have been unimaginable.
After a moment, the laughter gradually faded. Yao Lao looked at the two young men before him; his eyes filled with warmth and deep satisfaction.
There was also a faint trace of gratitude in his eyes. Yao Chen could achieve what he had today—all of it was thanks to these two young men!
"These past days must have been hard on you." After all the things he wanted to say, everything condensed into that one short sentence, filled with sincere appreciation.
"Master, this is what we should have done," Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both smiled, and Xiao Yan spoke softly.
"Haha, good, good! There’s no need for formalities between master and students. Too many polite words just sound awkward," Yao Lao said with heartfelt warmth, stroking his beard and nodding.
Then, he waved his hand, smiling. "Don’t just stand there, come, sit down. Let the three of us have a good chat today."
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan didn’t stand on ceremony either. They plopped down in front of Yao Lao, stretching out their legs casually, showing no restraint even though their master had now become a Saint.
Seeing this, Yao Lao wasn’t angry—in fact, he felt quite happy inside. Yet he still smiled and scolded jokingly, "You two brats, already fathers yourselves, and you still act the same as before."
"Hehe, in front of you, Master, there’s no need to pretend. We’ll just be ourselves," Xiao Yan grinned.
Yao Lao chuckled helplessly, then sighed softly, his eyes distant. "When I think about it, so much has happened over these years. It feels like it’s been forever since the three of us sat down and talked like this."
The words brought a moment of silence. The last time the three had done this... was probably back in the Black-Corner Region.
"Now, Yao Lao, you can finally say that your hardships have paid off," Wei Yang said quietly.
"Yes... the suffering has finally ended," Yao Lao nodded, his expression full of emotion.
"Let’s not dwell on that. Master, how do you feel now?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile, steering the topic away.
"Feel?" Yao Lao blinked, then laughed. "Naturally, I feel wonderful!"
As he spoke, he moved his body slightly, a look of satisfaction flashing across his face. "This body is crafted perfectly. My soul merged with it flawlessly!"
"Besides, it was made from a Dou Sheng Skeleton as its foundation. Add to that my breakthrough into the Dou Sheng realm, and the baptism of that vast energy—especially the Dou Sheng Bone Marrow... this body is frighteningly strong!"
Yao Lao slowly raised his palm, spreading his five fingers, and casually clenched them slightly.
Buzz~
The immense power of space immediately gathered, condensing within his hand. Wei Yang and Xiao Yan once again felt that overwhelming sense of danger sweep through them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The space around Yao Lao’s hand shattered inch by inch, turning into fine powder.
"The mastery of space at the Dou Sheng realm is on a completely different level compared to the Dou Zun stage—it’s like heaven and earth apart," Yao Lao said, shaking his head slightly as he released the gathered power.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan nodded, watching with admiration.
The ease and freedom with which Yao Lao manipulated the vast power of space—such effortless control—was something they, still at the Dou Zun level, could only dream of achieving.
Stepping into the Dou Zong realm merely allowed one to begin touching upon the power of space. For example, standing and walking in midair—these were the simplest and crudest uses of spatial power.
By the Dou Zun realm, however, one’s control over space grew far more refined. Setting up spatial barriers and seals—those were trivial matters. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
A true expert could casually open temporary spatial passages to travel great distances. The more skilled could even hide within the layers of space itself, watching or stalking a target completely undetected.
As long as one concealed themselves deeply enough, neither eyes nor spiritual perception could find them.
Just like Hei Qing of the Ancient Void Dragon clan—when he deliberately concealed his presence while following them, even with Wei Yang’s sharp perception, he could only vaguely sense something was there, unable to pinpoint his exact position.
Of course, that was a racial talent unique to the Ancient Void Dragon s. Ordinary Dou Zun experts couldn’t replicate such techniques. In battle, using spatial power to flash-step or move like a ghost wasn’t considered particularly impressive either.
As long as one had a decent movement-type Dou Technique, that kind of instantaneous shifting was easy to perform. It was simply a combination of movement Dou Techniques and spatial manipulation.
As for how fast or fluid those movements were—it all depended on individual skill and mastery. Finally, when one reached the Dou Sheng realm, their control over spatial power underwent a true qualitative transformation.
A monumental leap forward. A Dou Sheng expert could create their own small world through the power of space itself!
For example, that broken pill world Wei Yang and the others had entered during the Pill Tower’s Pill Gathering—that was a small world.
As for the Eight Ancient Clans, they never bothered fighting for territory in Central Plains because each of them already possessed vast and complete small worlds of their own.
In the eyes of the Eight Ancient Clans, those so-called "top forces" of Central Plains—One Hall, One Tower, Two Sects, Three Valleys, Four Pavilions—were nothing more than a joke.
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