Emperor Yutianwu

On the Monster Mountain, Chu Yan didn't know anything about the outside world.

He always practiced on the Divine Rune Altar. Here, it was not like an altar, but an independent world. Countless Divine Runes intertwined to form a formation, with thunder, flames, frost, and sandstorms. The place where Chu Yan sat was at the center of this world.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half a year passed.

"Only the soul is missing."

On this day, Chu Yan sat cross-legged on the Divine Rune Altar and slowly opened his eyes.

After half a year of polishing, the demon beast's true self has been perfected. Only one soul is missing, and he can officially enter the realm of saints.

During this period, he also tried to condense several souls, all of which were eighth-grade saint souls, but they were always unsatisfactory and were shattered by him. If ordinary people knew about it, they would probably vomit blood.

After all, the eighth-grade soul is too rare.

There are nine grades of souls, and the eighth grade is already extremely high. Moreover, souls cannot be achieved overnight. They need to grow with the increase of creativity. In the fairyland, people who have an eighth-grade soul in the sage realm will be regarded as monsters.

But this is for ordinary people. For Chu Yan, since his cultivation, his combat power has always been extremely strong, invincible in the same realm. The fundamental reason is because of his terrifying soul. Counting this monster beast true self, he has a total of five true selves. Even the weakest original body has a combination of six, seven, seven, eight, and eight. The stronger demon true self is all eighth-grade souls.

Now that he has entered the sage realm, his creativity has been improved. He wants to keep this strength. The eighth-grade soul can no longer satisfy him.

"The eighth-grade soul can bring me extremely terrible blessings, allowing me to have the power to cross three realms and kill enemies. If I can create a ninth-grade soul before entering the sage, how terrible will the combat power of this demon beast's true self be?"

Since seeing his own life experience, Chu Yan has a strong desire for strength, so he wants to try.

Even though he knows that this will be difficult, he is still unwilling to give up.

In the dantian, his creativity surged, flying out like a scroll, his soul rushed straight to the sky, soaring up, as if the sky could not restrain him, and rushed out.

His creativity communicated with the world. In the eighth grade, he continued to improve and tried to cast the ninth-grade soul. However, the stronger the soul, the stronger the backlash to itself. Seeing that the soul he carved was only one last stroke away from becoming a nine-star linkage, he wanted to add the finishing touch.

His fingers pressed downwards, but at that moment, a destructive force descended and directly hit his Yuanshen, causing him to tremble all over, as if his soul was hit, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the soul that had just taken shape exploded with a bang.

Chu Yan was also shaken away and fainted.

It was not until a few days later that Chu Yan woke up, but he still did not give up, repeating the same action, holding the creation pen, with deep obsession, carving the soul.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Chu Yan's power seemed to have aroused the wrath of the sky, and there were constant divine fires descending, destroying his will, but his determination was extremely strong and was not affected.

In this way, he did not know how many times he continued, wandering in and out of coma, and with the powerful body of the monster beast's true self, he felt exhausted.

But all this effort was not without reward. Finally on this day, Chu Yan's palm fell, and a gorgeous ball of light emerged in his Dantian, with nine holy veins on it.

"Ninth-grade soul!"

"But, it's still a little short." Chu Yan took a look at the soul. It was indeed ninth-grade, but it was only a low-grade ninth-grade soul. It was a golden crow. He was not satisfied. Then he made a very bold move. With his brilliant hands, he actually destroyed it directly.

"Bang!" If ordinary people saw it, they would be extremely shocked. The ninth-grade soul was also the highest soul. Even if it was a little unsatisfactory, they would still choose it. After all, this kind of soul might not be able to be shaped a second time.

But Chu Yan was different. He could forge one, so he had the confidence to forge the second one. If he was not satisfied, he would destroy it until he was satisfied.

"Buzz!" Finally, after wandering between creation and destruction for several months, a ray of light bloomed, like a force from outside the nine heavens, falling down and completely covering the demon mountain, like holy light.

"What is that?" In the twin cities, people from all forces were still there. They couldn't help but look up, and then they saw the thousands of miles of rosy clouds, and they were all dazed.

"So gorgeous..."

"A natural phenomenon!" Many people's hearts trembled, including some immortals, who leaped out and stood in the void with their hands behind their backs, watching the scene in front of them.

"This is the power of the soul. On the Monster Mountain, there is a person who is trying to create an extraordinary soul, a ninth-grade soul!" At this time, in the Holy Academy, an immortal figure who looked like a scholar slowly spoke. The people in the Holy Academy were good at reading and knew a lot: "This power was caused by humans. Monsters don't have souls."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Monsters are different from human cultivators. Humans are the spirits of heaven and earth and are very malleable, but monsters are different. Their own blood determines the direction of their cultivation. For example, birds and beasts cannot be good at water attributes, and vice versa, so the souls of monsters are innate.

"Are there any top saints in my fairy palace on the Monster Mountain?" In the Yao Chi Fairy Palace, the Purple-Robed Immortal Venerable couldn't help but speak. If it was true as the people from the Holy Academy guessed, then it meant that someone on the Monster Mountain was trying to break through and create a soul.

"Reply to the Immortal Venerable, there is no more." A disciple next to him shook his head helplessly, and the Purple Shirt Immortal Venerable showed a hint of disappointment: "Isn't it our disciple?"

In addition to the Yaochi Immortal Palace, people from other major forces also asked one after another, but unfortunately, the results were the same.

Now on the Monster Mountain, there is no one who is about to break through the immortal position. Only one person is left, that is, Chu Yan of the Dragon Alliance.

But because of this, everyone frowned even deeper. In the previous few battles, Chu Yan performed very strongly. If someone said that Chu Yan had such a talent, someone would believe it.

However, didn't Chu Yan just break through? If this life soul was caused by him, unless he was casting the immortal position, but this is absolutely impossible.

"Go and see!" Someone from all forces suddenly spoke up. Now on the Monster Mountain, there is no oppression of the formation, and the immortals all leaped away.

On the top of the Monster Mountain, many immortals descended here. They all saw the holy road. In addition, they also saw the little wolf protected by many holy beasts and monsters.

"That demon wolf is the new generation of demon king." Yin Zimo growled in the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty.

The third prince's eyes turned cold. He had seen that little wolf before. Then he looked at Bu Liuxing and said, "Dragon Alliance, aren't you going to give an explanation?"

"Brother, it seems that some people still don't remember long enough." Lin Ang said lightly on the side.

"You..." The third prince's eyes turned red. The humiliation of that battle has always been a knot in his heart.

"Everyone, someone is creating a ninth-grade soul on the demon mountain now. We are here to find out. As for some grudges, let's put them aside for the time being." Yao Chi Immortal Emperor said lightly, and the third prince snorted coldly without saying much. Then he looked down at the holy road.

"Who is there?" The third prince looked at the old snow wolf and spoke coldly.

The old snow wolf has always been lying in front of the cave. At this time, his breath is restrained, and he can't see any realm. Hearing the words of the third prince, he glanced lazily and ignored it.

"How dare you!" The Third Prince was even more angry. During this trip to the Demon Mountain, his Huaqing Immortal Dynasty had been suppressed. Now, even a dying demon wolf dared to look down on him?

"Do you want to die?"

But at this moment, a voice sounded. The voice seemed to appear out of thin air, but it threatened everyone. In an instant, they felt the real meaning of death.

"Get out!" The old snow wolf spoke again. The voice was not loud, but the Third Prince's face turned pale. With a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood and was blown away several meters.

"From today on, no one is allowed to enter the Demon Mountain, otherwise, they will be killed." The old snow wolf spoke lightly, and there was a strong breath that filled the air, which made countless people tremble in their hearts and were shocked. Then there were terrible storms that enveloped them.

"Now, get out." The old snow wolf was very impolite, but everyone had no choice, because the other party was too strong. Just a thought could kill everyone here, except the Yaochi Immortal Emperor.

"When are you leaving?" Yao Chi Immortal Emperor looked at Snow Wolf with his beautiful eyes and said.

"When he comes out of retreat, we will leave." The old Snow Wolf responded, and Yao Chi Immortal Emperor nodded slightly: "Okay, from today on, no one from Yao Chi Immortal Palace is allowed to step into the Monster Mountain without permission. Let's go down the mountain."