Battle Through the Heavens: Soul Travels Through Clouds and Mountains, Becoming a Winning Artist

Chapter 30 The Ancient Clan's Only Designated Dou Huang

Yun Congxin took the Yaoye and Yaoyue sisters from the capital and brought back Nalan Yanran, who was recuperating from her injuries, from Black Flame City.

In this way, the framework of his planned Gama Empire's genius ascetic group was set up.

This team, led by Nalan Yanran, with Yao Ye as her deputy and Yao Yue, a third-grade alchemist, providing logistical support, is truly impressive.

On Yunlan Mountain, Yun Congxin looked at the three girls in front of her and sighed.

Mr. Guhe's disciple is quite good, but his plan to venture into the Black Corner Region is too dangerous; there's a high chance Guhe won't agree to let his disciple go. What about the three major families of the capital? Their names are so prestigious, do they have any noteworthy geniuses...?

Yun Congxin racked his brains for a long time, but all he could remember was how exhilarating the battle was with Mu Zhan.

The problem is, this guy's talent isn't anything special either! And Yun Congxin always felt he was a bit dim-witted, like the mediocre guy at the next table who was too afraid to cause trouble...

Alas, the vast Gama Empire is truly depleted of talent; it can't even muster a single galactic warship!

"Grandmaster, what's wrong?" Seeing Yun Congxin look at her and the royal sisters for a long time before letting out a long sigh, Nalan Yanran asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, I just feel... a bit lost."

Yun Congxin sighed inwardly, "All the talented people in the Jia Ma Empire have been lured away by others..."

The Calamity Poison Body has run off to the neighboring Chuyun Empire and become its leader. The Azure Eyes Three-Flower Pupil has been stolen by the Heavenly Serpent Mansion. If I hadn't arrived in time, even Xiao Yan would have been driven out of the Jia Ma Empire by the Yunlan Sect!

Which of the powerful figures of the Nagama Empire left behind?

Wood War? Nalan Yanran?

"Sigh..." Yun Congxin sighed again, "You can stay here for now and cultivate diligently. I'll take you out to see the world in a while. Yanran, especially you, try to review your battle in Wutan City with the elders of the sect. You had plenty of novelty but lacked ruthlessness; it was like you were fighting in a ring. You need to improve."

"I have other things to attend to, I'll come see you all again in a while. I hope to see that you've all improved by then. That's all, let's call it a day."

Before she finished speaking, Yun Congxin left.

"I never expected that after so many years, another Dou Zong would emerge from this remote and impoverished place, and from the Yunlan Sect founded by Yun Potian... It's a pity, he's just a minor Dou Zong who barely broke through, and he hasn't inherited any of Yun Potian's skills..."

In Blackflame City, Ling Ying sat on the rooftop, watching the Xiao family's grand procession arrive at the plaza where flying magical beasts were rented. He was very bored, so he muttered to himself.

"Could it be that all his skills have been lost? Did he leave nothing for his descendants? That shouldn't be the case..." Ling Ying kneaded his dark attribute battle qi into a small black ball, turning it back and forth in his hand. "He was, after all, a powerful figure who once dominated the Northwest Continent. His unpredictable movement techniques and fighting skills were unparalleled in the martial arts world. How could they have been lost..."

"What has been lost?" Yun Congxin's voice suddenly came from behind, and Ling Ying was almost startled and jumped up.

Even from a distance, Yun Congxin immediately recognized the identity of this mysterious person who had been hiding in the shadows.

Dark attribute Dou Qi, not belonging to the Dou Huang powerhouse of the Jia Ma Empire, and has been secretly observing Xiao Yan's movements from the shadows, who else could it be but Ling Ying, the only Dou Huang designated by the ancient clan?

"Who goes there?!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Ying made a move like lightning. The small ball of dark energy that he had been kneading for a long time instantly transformed into a black spear, which thrust straight toward the source of the sound.

"Entangled by a myriad of winds!"

The spear came hurtling through the wind, so fast it almost left a blur, and in an instant it pierced Yun Congxin's face.

But that was the end of it; the pale blue ropes seemed to have solidified from the air. Four ropes came from four directions, firmly locking the black spear in front of Yun Congxin, making it impossible for it to advance any further.

He extended his right index finger and gently touched the tip of the spear. The moment they made contact, the spear shattered.

"This friend looks unfamiliar. He shouldn't be from the Gama Empire, right?" Yun Congxin pretended to be ignorant and said with a smile.

"What? Just because you're not from the Gama Empire doesn't mean you can't be here?" Ling Ying was unusually cautious and spoke very bluntly.

"Oh, no. I don't know about the royal family, but the Yunlan Sect has always welcomed friends from the mainland to visit." Yun Congxin cupped his hands and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Yun Shan, the sect leader of the Yunlan Sect."

"Ahem, my name is Ling Ying." Seeing Yun Congxin being so polite, Ling Ying, who had just been speaking ill of him, felt a little embarrassed. He coughed and cupped his hands in greeting.

"My friend, judging from what you just said, you seem to be quite familiar with the seniors of my Yunlan Sect," Yun Congxin said bluntly.

"Ahem..." Ling Ying coughed awkwardly twice, then tried to cover it up, "Back then, Yun Potian made a name for himself in the Northwest Continent. Who didn't know him?"

Yes, just by hearing that name you know he's no ordinary person. What decent person would dare to have a name like Potian!

"Yun Potian... Yun Potian... Could there really be some treasure left behind in this backdrop?" Yun Congxin muttered to himself.

"Could there truly be another mystery within the Gate of Life and Death?" Yun Congxin pondered as he continued speaking to Ling Ying, "Back in the Yunlan Sect, I sensed your aura. It seemed that wherever my young friend Xiao Yan appeared, you appeared there as well. Perhaps I've misunderstood?"

"Sigh, I was entrusted with this task..." Ling Ying sighed. "Sect Leader Yun, rest assured, I have no ill intentions towards the Yunlan Sect or this little fellow Xiao Yan."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, then advised, "I advise Sect Leader Yun not to ask any more questions. This matter involves too many things, and knowing too much is not good for you or the Yunlan Sect..."

The powerful figures from the ancient clans speak with such confidence; even a Dou Huang dares to speak like this to a Dou Zong...

"Alright, I trust Mr. Ling." Yun Congxin hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mr. Ling, have you ever heard of the Soul Palace?"

Upon hearing those two words, Ling Ying's smile visibly froze: "Why would Sect Leader Yun suddenly bring them up?"

"To be honest, I broke through to the Dou Zong realm with the help of the Soul Palace." Even though he had already prepared a plan in his mind, Yun Congxin was still extremely nervous at this moment.

The ancient clan has never been a good person. The reason he dared to be so open with Ling Ying was simply because he believed that Ling Ying and Xun'er would not harm Xiao Yan's friends.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back. Since the words have already been spoken, there's no going back.

Yun Congxin gritted his teeth and continued, "They have made many arrangements in the Northwest Continent and have grand ambitions, but they are also very careful about their reputation, as if they are afraid of being discovered by someone. Therefore, they have supported many people."

"Unfortunately, I am one of them."