Chapter 167: Thunder Drum Heavenly Sound

The strands of emanating power reminded Yang Xiao of the War Drum of Heaven, the battle sounds between heaven and earth, overlapping with his sealed memories, and his mind sank into nostalgia.

However, the great cultivators' seizure of the origin power of Tianyang Continent had provoked the wrath of the heavens, which had once attacked the great cultivators, but even the heavens failed and could not stop them.

Yang Tian did not know what was happening; his mind was soaring, drawn by the battle sounds, drifting away along the battle sounds in the void.

After an unknown time, Yang Tian's traveling steps halted, his gaze fixed on this starry void, a trace of familiarity swirling in his heart.

"This... this is..." At this moment, Yang Tian's face was utterly stunned, his eyes fixed on the giant before him, an incredulous look shining in them.

The ten-thousand-zhang giant, everything so familiar—this was the giant who had taught Yang Tian the Nameless Fist Technique. He stood as before, treading upon the firmament, exuding an aura that dominated heaven and earth, overbearing and unmatched.

The giant opened his eyes, divine rays shooting forth as they opened and closed, ten thousand divine lights flashing from his body, directly tearing the void ahead. The giant's gaze fell on Yang Tian, his thoughts unknown.

Yang Tian met his gaze and directly asked if he was his ancestor. The giant remained silent. Yang Tian, unwilling to give up, pressed on with questions, wanting to know the family's past.

The giant still remained silent. His gaze looked into the distance, and he suddenly stomped his foot, unleashing supreme power, directly crushing the void.

Rumble! The giant suddenly moved. His stature was majestic, overbearing and unmatched, radiating an invincible battle intent. Battle sounds emanated from within his body, and shouts of killing echoed through heaven and earth.

The battle sounds clanged, splitting the sky, as if composing a clanging war song. Countless small drums appeared in the surrounding void, beating. The sound was resonant, invincible, ironclad, vast.

Yang Tian seemed to understand something. He sat cross-legged on the ground, comprehending this invincible will, his entire mind merging into heaven and earth. Threads of gripping battle sounds entered the depths of his mind.

Suddenly turning his head, the giant looked at Yang Tian's absorbed state, a trace of nostalgia appearing in his eyes, as if searching for a figure in the dimming lantern light, as if seeking himself.

The giant observed for a long time, then let out a long sigh. A look of satisfaction and nostalgia seemed to flow from his eyes. As his eyes opened and closed, Yang Tian's body completely vanished from this realm.

The stars flickered, shining brightly. The entire heaven and earth fell silent. The giant closed his eyes, appearing so lonely and desolate, as if waiting for a summons...

The heavenly power dissipated. Several great powerhouses had cold sweat on their backs. They did not know what had happened, but the anomaly at Luoyun Stream had not escaped their sight.

Most of them attributed the cause to an anomaly in the Fallen Demon Land, which had triggered the supreme power that penetrated here.

Qing Tao and Xing Shan exchanged glances, a chill rising in their hearts. The Fallen Demon Land was the killing trap set by Yang Tian, which they knew clearly. The family had even argued over whether to attack the Fallen Demon Land.

At this moment, a chill surged in their hearts. The supreme power just now had indeed emanated from Yang Tian, thereby triggering the anomaly in the Fallen Demon Land.

"What exactly does this kid know?" Qing Tao clicked his tongue. As a great powerhouse, there were many secrets of heaven and earth he did not know, and Yang Tian was now like a fog.

Watching the anomaly in heaven and earth, Yuan Xia furrowed her brows slightly, gazing into the distance at the Fallen Demon Land, murmuring in her heart: "The Fallen Demon Land sealed in ancient times, the burial ground of demons... but the Demon God Palace no longer exists... Why do demons still emerge? Why is that? Is the calamity of the continent approaching?"

Yuan Xia pondered for a moment, her words somewhat disjointed. Then she looked at Yang Tian, finding him unfathomable. Divine abilities and techniques had vanished—why had they reappeared? What did this portend?

Clanging battle sounds, the clash of thousands of troops. Yang Tian's mind roamed heaven and earth, drifting away with the battle sounds. This was the will of ancient ancestors—the will that even when the physical body dies, the soul does not perish!

On Yang Tian's physical body, strands of battle intent seeped out. The clanging battle sounds of heaven and earth seemed to swell greatly, the shouts of killing growing more deafening.

A thunder sea illuminated the world, layers of thunder rolling like a Milky Way cascading down.

Bang! Bang! Suddenly, drumbeats sounded in heaven and earth. The battle sounds of heaven and earth manifested, swirling mightily in the air. This realm seemed on the verge of collapse, dark and lusterless.

"Such astonishing battle intent!" Many people showed astonishment, directly sitting cross-legged to comprehend the battle sounds of heaven and earth. This was a great opportunity—the will of ancient cultivators.

Many whose cultivation had just entered the War King realm were comprehending. The battle sounds of heaven and earth were vast, fierce, overbearing, dominating heaven and earth, inspiring many. Even some War Emperors set aside their pride and carefully comprehended.

War energy swirled, the thunder drum heavenly sound resounded through heaven and earth, stirring up waves. The entire qi sea boiled, and as the battle sounds intensified, the thunder drum heavenly sound grew more deafening.

An anomaly manifested. Above Yang Tian's head, an illusory small drum seemed to revive, beating in time with the battle sounds of heaven and earth.

"Yang Tian has manifested an anomaly! How is this possible? How did he do it?!" Seeing this, many showed astonishment, staring in disbelief at the illusory small drum—this was the Thunder Drum Heavenly Sound.

Manifesting an anomaly required a high-level War King, and only those with great fortune. With the anomaly's enhancement, combat power soared. The Thunder Drum Heavenly Sound was the best anomaly for driving war qi; those with immense power could directly shatter the sky.

"Heh, I said this kid would be fine..." Qing Tao and Xing Shan exchanged glances, a hint of shock in their eyes. Although condensing the Thunder Drum Heavenly Sound was not difficult,

this anomaly was extremely hard to evolve. It required a certain level of understanding of battle, inheriting the will of ancient cultivators—fighting to the point of madness, not bowing even in death.

"He must die!" Li Ying sat cross-legged in the void. His face had returned to calm, but his mind grew darker, a resolve to kill Yang Tian rising within him.

Yang Tian's potential was terrifying. If not eliminated early, he would eventually become a great disaster. A person who had cultivated for less than two years could already manifest an anomaly; his martial will could no longer be shaken by external forces. Li Ying felt a chill in his heart.

"This kid really surprises me." Seeing this, Yuan Xia smiled softly. The battle sounds of heaven and earth just now had greatly helped Yang Tian; otherwise, he could not have manifested the anomaly.

Yang Tian was roaming through heaven and earth. His qi sea underwent earth-shaking changes. The clanging battle sounds resounded, and the war qi in his qi sea transformed qualitatively. Every drop of blood and qi contained infinite fighting spirit, seemingly able to crush heaven and earth.

Yang Tian's body roamed in the thunder sea. The battle intent he emitted was like a mountain rising from the ground, towering and majestic. He stood unmoving like a mountain, difficult to shake.