Battle Throught The Heavens: Reborn Yan Emperor Ts

In the milky white vortex, Xiao Yan stared blankly at the space in front of him, or to be more precise, at the thick white fog floating in the space.

That was something that had long since disappeared from the Douqi Continent, and it was also something that Emperor Hun Tian had been planning for a thousand years, even at the cost of the entire continent:

"The Origin of the Emperor"

"Tsk tsk, the Emperor's Origin, Emperor Hun Tian had planned for a thousand years just for a trace of the Emperor's Young Pill, but now, these Emperor's Origins are like air, tsk tsk, how the world has changed! As long as you become a Dou Emperor, the Emperor's Origin, tsk tsk, I'm afraid it will be much more than air! It's a pity that I can't go back from this space, otherwise if I gave these Emperor's Origins to my father-in-law and Senior Zhu Kun, I could have created two more Dou Emperors out of thin air. Alas, what a pity, really, tsk tsk tsk tsk…"

When Xiao Yan thought of this, he sighed deeply, but after changing his mind, he stopped thinking about it.

Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun were already old, and they were the strongest men on the Douqi Continent. They had long been accustomed to the leisurely life on the Douqi Continent. Now, if they were asked to break through their rigid systems and become emperors, and go to another unfamiliar world to fight with him, not to mention that he would disagree, even Xun'er and Cai Lin would not agree.

Then he moved his body and flew towards the white fog in front.

And as Xiao Yan was moving forward, he never noticed that the origin of the emperor was slowly gathering towards Xiao Yan at a speed invisible to the naked eye. It actually passed through his clothes and entered Xiao Yan's body, merging with Xiao Yan's fighting spirit and body. However, Xiao Yan, the person in charge, was completely unaware of it and continued to move forward towards the thick white fog in front of him.

It was unknown how long it had been before Xiao Yan finally stopped, but his brows were tightly furrowed and his expression looked extremely ugly.

Xiao Yan did not deliberately calculate the time he had been walking, so he did not know how long he had been walking, but it should have been about ten days or half a month at least. However, from the beginning until now, there was still only white fog in front of him and nothing.

Xiao Yan once tried to change direction, but the result was still the same, he couldn't find any place that resembled a way out.

Xiao Yan had no choice but to unfold his emperor soul, but still found nothing. Instead, he felt that there was something wrong with the soul power he had taken back, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. This made Xiao Yan's face become even more solemn.

Later, Xiao Yan even felt his body was a little swollen. He thought that he was unable to adapt to the emperor's origin, so he tried to move faster, but he found that the faster he moved forward, the more swollen his body felt.

Until just now, Xiao Yan inadvertently noticed that his hands were covered with dense and tiny cracks. After careful observation, Xiao Yan found that his whole body was covered with cracks.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was filled with fear and heaviness. He had been seriously injured without even knowing it, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Xiao Yan wanted to use his Dou Qi to suppress it forcefully, but when he was using his Dou Qi, he found that in just a short moment, he was unable to raise his Dou Qi, let alone suppress his injuries!

Damn it, what the hell is going on, why, why is it like this, my body? My Dou Qi? How could this happen? Ah! What the hell is going on, is there no one stronger than Dou Di? Is it true that what I have sensed with my soul power over the years is just an illusion? Did all those ancient Dou Di masters die here? Then what is the point of Dou Di!

For some reason, Xiao Yan suddenly started to roar in anger.

"I won't resign myself to this. For my teacher, my father, Xun'er, my family, and the entire Douqi Continent, I kept practicing, became a Saint after nine transformations, and finally broke through the Dousheng barrier, became an Emperor, and defeated Emperor Huntian. But why, in the end, it was just a joke? I won't resign myself to this! I won't resign myself to this!!!"

When Xiao Yan thought of this, he raised his head upwards, let out an unwilling and hoarse roar from his throat, and shouted to the sky with all his might.

At this time, Xiao Yan's hair was disheveled and his face was red. Slivers of blood kept flowing out from the cracks in his skin, dyeing his entire body blood red. He turned into a bloody man, with bloodshot eyes bulging outwards, and muscles all over his body tense. He stood straight in place, looking like a mad monster, extremely hideous and terrifying.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan fell backwards, his eyes slowly closed, and the power of his soul involuntarily spread outwards and disappeared. If someone saw this scene at this time, they would definitely recognize that this was a sign that the origin of the soul was about to collapse.

However, those soul powers did not disappear, but merged with the origin of the emperor in an extremely strange state.

Xiao Yan's body fell downward at an incredibly fast speed. If there was a rock directly below his body at this moment, Xiao Yan would have been smashed to pieces and died on the spot.

While Xiao Yan was unconscious, he had a dream. He dreamed about his three years of being a loser, the ridicule of his clansmen, the joy and danger of traveling the continent with his teacher, and the joys and sorrows between him and Xun'er.

But suddenly, all of this began to disappear. Xiao Yan watched his relatives and friends leave him one by one. Xiao Yan wanted to keep them, but he was powerless.

Watching Xun'er's figure gradually fade away, Xiao Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xun'er, but his hand came back empty-handed.

In his dream, Xiao Yan clenched his fists and roared madly to the sky in grief and anger:

"Ah! Xun'er! The heaven is so unfair! The heaven is so unfair!!"

At the same time, Xiao Yan, whose body was falling in reality, also reached out to grab, but the result was different. In his hand, there was an extra silver-white light band.

At this moment, the silver-white light band was struggling due to the sudden restraint, trying to break free from Xiao Yan's palm.

Although Xiao Yan was unable to use his Dou Qi at this moment, as the Flame Emperor, his physical strength was so strong that he could not be broken free by a tiny ray of silver light.

Therefore, after struggling for a while without any results, it finally stopped, as if exhausted, and lay quietly in Xiao Yan's hands, falling down with Xiao Yan.