Chapter 806: The Terrifying Divine Soul Secret Art

Zhou An's eyes flickered with suspicion. Something felt off. That female demon had snatched his Purple Cloud Cauldron and often flaunted it here, yet now she was speaking to him.

"You are..." The old man was extremely puzzled. Just now it had been a man's voice, and he had called him 'senior.' How could that be?

"Are you Zhou An?" Hearing his deeds, Yang Tian felt a trace of respect rise in his heart.

"I am indeed Zhou An. Who are you?" Zhou An frowned, finding it very strange.

"I am a member of the Yang family..." Yang Tian pursed his lips and said.

"Enough! Don't try to fool me with such tricks!" Zhou An snorted coldly. In the past, powerful demons had used this method to deceive him, trying to make him submit to the demon race because his alchemy skills were terrifying.

"Your name is Zhou An. You achieved success late in life, shaking the world at fifty, and joined the Yang family. Your Purple Cloud Cauldron was forged from a piece of Purple Cloud Immortal Crystal given to you by the Yang family patriarch. You married at sixty, your wife was Yang Yu, a mortal woman of my Yang family. She died at sixty, and you had no children. Once..."

"Who are you!" Zhou An's eyes nearly bulged out. Who else knew about this past now? Everything Yang Tian said was correct.

Yang Yu was originally a mortal woman of the Yang family, unable to cultivate, and died in an accident at sixty. He had been grief-stricken. This matter was very secret, known to very few, while his parents' affairs were widely known.

As for the Purple Cloud Cauldron, there was a story. Zhou An achieved success late but lacked foundation; yet he was proud and refused to submit to any force. The Yang family had used that piece of Purple Cloud Immortal Crystal to persuade him to join them.

"Could he really be the remaining bloodline of the Yang family!" Zhou An's eyes widened. During the great calamity, the Yang family patriarch had split off a branch of the family bloodline. Zhou An knew a little about it; it was extremely secret, known to fewer than a handful of people.

As they walked, the female demon's hand quietly lifted, and a black ring caught Zhou An's eye.

That image was forever etched in his mind. Then his whole body trembled violently, and he nearly shed tears of old age. This was the token of the Yang family patriarch. When he had followed the White-Clad Supreme to conquer the world, this ring, once activated, could take in billions of humans!

He had waited here for countless years, enduring torment daily, just to be able to leave when the war drum sounded.

"I, Zhou An, pay respects to the patriarch!" Zhou An sighed, filled with endless sorrow, and spoke slowly.

"Senior, no need to be polite. How can I rescue you?" Hearing this, Yang Tian's voice came.

"Rescue me? This is an important demon stronghold with many powerful beings. Don't take risks. I see your cultivation is only at the Emperor realm. Leave quickly." Zhou An urged.

His heart was in his throat. The Yang family patriarch dared to come here, and he was only a quasi-emperor. What audacity!

"Now the world is re-evolving. The small world before the great destruction has opened, and gods and demons have emerged. The demon race has gained a sliver of fortune. Our ancestor is currently suppressing the myriad demons. This is the opportune moment."

"The old patriarch is indeed not dead! I knew it! The old patriarch's might covers the world; how could he die? You damned demons have been deceiving me all along... Haha!" Zhou An was ecstatic, roaring inwardly.

"Patriarch, I think you should leave now. Although there are fewer powerful beings inside, the old man beside you is not someone you can handle." Zhou An said urgently.

"No, my parents are imprisoned inside." Yang Tian replied.

"Your parents..." Zhou An frowned, then said in surprise, "I remember a divine soul entity broke in some time ago. Was that you?"

"Yes. Senior, do you know where my parents are?" Yang Tian nodded. He hadn't expected Zhou An to know about this.

"The younger generation is formidable..." Zhou An sighed in admiration. That divine soul entity had been extremely weak back then, yet in such a short time, it had become so powerful.

Zhou An wanted to advise him, but then thought that these were his parents, and since he had come here, he must have made up his mind.

"I have been imprisoned here for countless years. Over these years, I have developed a great divine soul art that can split the soul. Through countless splits, I have observed every move within this prison!"

Zhou An's words nearly made Yang Tian's jaw drop. What kind of secret art could have such a terrifying effect? He had mastered every move inside? That was unbelievable.

"But the place where your parents are imprisoned is very hard to enter. Follow the path you're on and go to the deepest part." Zhou An sighed and murmured.

The method was indeed marvelous, but it had taken tens of thousands of years to deduce. If he died here, all that effort would be wasted.

"Senior, the chains and runes binding you are extremely yin and evil. Could yang-aligned objects break them?" Yang Tian asked.

He had the Three Flavors Divine Fire, which might be able to break them.

Zhou An nodded slightly. The chains were terrifying, but there were things that could counter them. All things have their opposites. Yang-aligned objects could naturally break them, but such things were extremely rare.

"Go quickly. I've observed that there are indeed fewer powerful beings inside. If there's any movement, I'll notify you." Zhou An said.

Yang Tian nodded. He hadn't expected Zhou An to comprehend such a terrifying secret art. It was incredible; he hadn't sensed anything when he walked over.

"No wonder even Uncle Xiao admired him. Though he achieved success late, he has immense patience." Yang Tian clicked his tongue.

Spending tens of thousands of years developing a secret art just to monitor every move here—Yang Tian couldn't even describe such patience.

Walking further inside, the old man was all smiles, pointing at a few small cages ahead and chuckling, "Goddess, these little ones. Are you satisfied?"

Yang Tian's mind snapped back. His eyes fell on the small cages, and a surge of towering rage erupted in his heart.

Two girls and two boys, all about seven or eight years old. The little ones were beautiful and cute, but tears glistened in their eyes as they wept silently. These were people who hadn't even begun to cultivate.

"How cruel!" Yang Tian clenched his fists. The four little ones were extraordinary, their bodies flowing with holy light, clearly containing divine blood.

"Bad guy, let me out!" A little girl grabbed the cage bars and shouted at them.

"Sister, don't shout..." A slightly older boy covered the girl's mouth, very frightened. The people here killed without blinking, utterly vicious.

"Goddess, they were found from some small human sects. The sects have been destroyed." The old man said with a smile.

Hearing the old man's words, the little ones shed tears. They had witnessed the destruction of their sects, their young hearts suffering immense trauma.

Hearing this, Yang Tian smiled bitterly to himself. Their experience was very similar to his, but they hadn't been as lucky as he was to escape.

If he hadn't escaped back then, his fate would have been the same—endless darkness.

"Leave." Yang Tian waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Yes, here is the key to the cages." The old man nodded, still feeling strange. Previously, he had to be present to witness everything.

The old man gradually retreated. Yang Tian clenched his fist, used the key to open the cages, and as he looked at the four terrified children, his appearance changed drastically.

The four little ones were startled. How had the sinister figure suddenly turned into a young man?

"Do you want revenge?" Yang Tian looked at them and said calmly.

"Yes!" The little girl who had spoken earlier blurted out.

"Sister, don't talk." The boy was very cautious, covering the girl's mouth.

Sighing, Yang Tian waved his hand slightly, and the four of them vanished from the spot.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the four little ones' eyes widened. How beautiful it was here! The energy of heaven and earth was abundant, and the herbs were spouting essence.

"Ah..." Little White's big eyes stared at the four strangers in surprise.

Mortals could enter here, but it was very difficult for those with high cultivation to bring them in, and even harder for those beyond Yang Tian's realm.