Battle through the heaven: Azure Emperor

Yan Qingshan slowly unfurled the scroll on the table. Two pitch-black eagle wings that sent chills down one's spine appeared in his line of sight. They were vividly drawn on the scroll.

This pair of eagle wings was pitch-black in color, faintly showing some purple cloud patterns. The wings were like black fine iron, with a special metallic texture. The eagle wings seemed to be alive, as the wind blew across the scroll, the feathers of the eagle wings actually moved as if they were real wings.

"Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle, a fifth rank flying magical beast. Legend has it that it possesses the sparse bloodline of the ancient phoenix. Its flying speed is one of the fastest among all flying magical beasts. It is naturally cunning and cruel, extremely difficult to capture. It only lives in the Misty Cloud Zone in the southern part of the continent."

There was a small line of words on the scroll that recorded the origin of the magical beast used in the Eagle Wings Battle Technique. A fifth rank magical beast was equivalent to a King of Fighting, and this was one of the best among the fifth rank flying magical beasts. The difficulty of dealing with it was no less than that of a King of Fighting. This also proved the strength of its creator.

"The soul of the Eagle King …"

Yan Aoyama caressed the Eagle Wings Battle Technique scroll. His powerful perception allowed him to feel the hidden tyrannical soul within the scroll. This was the soul of the Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle, an existence equivalent to a Weapon Spirit. This was also the key to this flying battle technique scroll.

Yan Aoyama adjusted his state of mind, and used the Lion Heart Technique to cast the Unyielding Lion Heart technique. The inheritance of the cave master was a set, so naturally, he took into account that the successor's cultivation level was insufficient.

The master of this stone room was very old, and among the techniques he passed down, there were many traces of ancient secret techniques. For example, the method to cast the Lion Heart seemed to involve spiritual cultivation.

The Wild Lion's Roar was a rare battle technique that fused Dou Qi and sound waves. And this flying battle technique scroll, the method to create it was extremely rare in the current continent.

Yan Aoyama adjusted his state of mind, and moved his palms onto the scroll. Not long after his palms touched it, a sharp cry that seemed to pierce through the soul sounded.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably. His entire body was numb and unbearable. The sharp whistling sound was like an electric drill, desperately attacking his brain.

Yan Aoyama calmed himself down and guarded his mind. No matter how strong he was, he would not be shaken. He borrowed this soul scream to cultivate the method of forging the Lionheart, silently withstanding the impact again and again. Even though his face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead, he had no intention of giving up. Instead, he sank into a deep state of cultivation.

This battle of souls ended with the Purple Cloud Condor's defeat. After all, it was only left with its beastly instincts. When all other methods were useless, this pool of water without a source finally retreated.

The tyrannical hissing receded like a receding tide. Yan Aoyama still sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, sinking into a deep level of comprehension.

The eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly glowed brighter. The purple and black colors became more and more intense. Finally, they turned into two small purple and black lights that shot into Yan Aoyama's body like lightning. The two small purple and black lights traveled all the way to his back and pulled out two extremely small veins on his back.

The pain of forcefully opening his veins caused Yan Aoyama's expression to fluctuate, but he did not struggle to vent it. He continued to sit cross-legged and cultivate the Unyielding Lionheart, using this pain as nourishment for his strength.

An hour later, Yan Aoyama opened his eyes as if he had just been soaked in water. When he got up, he almost fell to the ground. But the corners of his mouth were wide open, and his face was filled with excitement. "A two star Dou Zhe, as expected of a High Xuan Level Martial Technique."

Before becoming a Dou Zhe, because a warrior's physique was still weak, there were not many methods to raise their Dou Zhe. Most practitioners who could raise their Dou Zhe by one level in a year were already considered geniuses.

But after becoming a Dou Zhe, due to different factors such as cultivation resources and environment, a Dou Zhe's cultivation speed was much faster than a Dou Zhe's Dou Zhe. A Dou Zhe with good conditions could easily break through several stars in a year.

Yan Aoyama was not like the main character of the original story who had the guidance of a teacher and the help of pills. But his current cultivation method was a High Xuan Level Martial Technique, which was five levels higher than the Low Xuan Level Flame Mantra.

Even if it was not completely compatible with his physique and could not reach the highest efficiency, the Lionheart Mantra with no restrictions would not have a low compatibility.

A High Xuan Level Martial Technique should be able to offset the lack of pills and other factors. Looking at it all together, Yan Aoyama's cultivation speed should be faster than Xiao Yan's at the beginning. At least, it should be faster than when he first evolved his cultivation method.

Yan Aoyama excitedly stood up and took a deep breath to calm his heart. After organizing his emotions, he walked in front of the skeleton and bowed again. Then, he carefully took the Fiend Flame Map from the skeleton's arm.

"Ding … … Discovered unrecorded knowledge, recording and analyzing … … Creating folder … … Analysis rate: 0.0001% … …"

When his palm came into contact with the Fiendish Flame Map Fragment, he was astonished to find that his Dawn Database had actually started operating.

This Fiend Flame Map was actually a database that recorded knowledge. But compared to the cultivation methods, battle techniques, and poison manuals that were deliberately passed down to make it easier for people to understand, the data contained in this map had to be analyzed.

"Could it be … … that this map contains the inheritance left behind by the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint?"

This thought appeared in Yan Aoyama's mind. He understood the nature of this map better than most people. It was something the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint left behind after being devoured by the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. It contained the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint's remnant soul and could erase the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame's current consciousness.

Since this Fiend Flame Map contained the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint's remnant soul, it naturally contained some of the Demonic Lotus Saint's memories. In other words, it was unknown knowledge discovered by the sub-brain. However, this knowledge was hidden in the Demonic Lotus Saint's remnant soul and would not appear on its own accord.

This was also because the Demonic Lotus Saint's remnant soul was in a deep sleep. Otherwise, if Yan Aoyama tried to pry into the Demonic Lotus Saint's memories, he would definitely be courting death. However, the sleeping Demonic Lotus Saint's remnant soul gave Yan Aoyama a chance.

Shuguang showed that it could be analyzed, which meant that he might be able to obtain the knowledge inside. This was definitely good news for him. After all, this was the remnant soul of a pseudo-emperor. Even if it was just a little bit, it would be a great opportunity for a little fighter like him.

… …

On the outskirts of the Magic Beast Mountain Range, a figure with a rope tied around his body was flying unsteadily in the sky above the cliff. The purple-black wings on his back were abnormally strange. His movements were very careful and awkward, as if he was a newbie on the road.

This kind of movement continued for a long time until the sun was high above his head. It was noon, the hottest time of the day. Only then did this person untie the rope. He nimbly flew up into the sky and roamed to his heart's content.

"This flight really consumes a lot of Qi. Even with my Three stars level fighter's cultivation, I can only maintain this speed for about ten minutes. If I want to travel for a long time, it is impossible for me to do so without being a fighter."

Yan Aoyama carefully landed on the ground. He slowly breathed out a mouthful of turbid air and recovered some of his Qi. The recovery speed of a High Mystic Level Cultivation Method was also quite astonishing.

Just like now, Yan Aoyama, who was a Three stars level fighter, had used up more than half of his Qi to use the Purple Cloud Wings. As he walked and breathed, his Qi had mostly recovered. Compared to the ordinary mercenaries who needed a lot of time to recover their Qi after every battle, he was much stronger.

In this way, he was much stronger. It was no wonder that everyone wanted to pursue a higher level of cultivation technique.

"Dawn, analyze the data!"

Host: Yan Aoyama

Cultivation: Three stars level fighter

Cultivation Method: High Mystic Level Lion Heart Technique

Battle Skills: High Mystic Level Lion's Roar (Beginner), Low Mystic Level Soaring Phoenix Steps (Beginner)

Strength: 2.9

Status: Healthy

Agility: 2.7

Mental Power: 17

(Data collection target: 1 star fighter's average, 1 star fighter's median is 1.0)

The Lion Heart Technique was indeed a High Mystic Level Cultivation Method. Even though he was only a Three stars level fighter, his stats were on par with a high level fighter. His explosive power was even close to that of a nine star fighter. It must be known that even a nine star fighter's stats were only around 3.0, but he was already close to that.

"I've been in the mountains for almost a month. If I don't go back soon, the Little Doctor will be worried. Now that I have the strength to protect myself, it's time to go back."

Yan Aoyama turned his head and looked in the direction of Aoyama Town. He was originally a person with strong executive ability. After making up his mind, he immediately took action. He went to the edge of the cliff and packed up the things he left behind when he set up camp. He was still dressed the same as when he came, but the bag on his back was much bigger.

He didn't plan to put his things into the storage ring because he had to dress up according to his current identity. He had never worn a storage ring before and had always kept it close to his body. He even used some methods to decorate it, so it couldn't be seen from the outside.

The return journey wasn't too difficult. Yan Aoyama, who was already prepared, walked very quickly. Perhaps it was because his harvest was not small, but after a round trip, he seemed to have ascended to a higher level. He became more confident and his footsteps were much lighter.

The cliff where the treasure was hidden was actually located in the outer perimeter of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, and wasn't too far from Qingshan Town. Yan Qingshan's footsteps were brisk as he quickly arrived at the outer perimeter of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. He was about to leave this perilous place, and was in a good mood, even in the mood to sing a tune.

"Hmm …"

As Yan Qingshan walked, his brows suddenly furrowed. He turned his head and looked in the direction behind him. Hurried footsteps were approaching, mixed with voices calling out to him. Just as he turned around, the movement became even more obvious. He could even faintly see that there seemed to be people fleeing from the forest in that direction.

"These are … herb gatherers from the snowy season … not good … these people are doing it on purpose. Bastards, they definitely attracted some people who aren't easy to deal with …"

Yan Aoyama narrowed his eyes and looked in the distance at the figures calling out for help. He could faintly hear the roars of beasts coming from behind them. These people seemed to have also seen Yan Aoyama and were crazily shouting as they ran towards him.

Yan Aoyama didn't even think about it and immediately turned around and ran. He had no relationship with these people so there was no need for him to stay. Not to mention, when these people saw him, they deliberately shouted loudly and ran towards him. It was obvious that they wanted to drag him down with them. He had no intention of staying behind to help.

Yan Aoyama had never been a saint. He wouldn't get involved in something like this that would obviously cause trouble for him. Don't say that he didn't want to help. He was just a small Dou Zhe. In the Dou Qi Continent, he wasn't considered a powerful person. He didn't have the qualifications to stand up for injustice.

Moreover, he understood the moral character of these herb gatherers better than anyone else. In the Magic Beast Mountain Range, it was best to be careful. Otherwise, you wouldn't even know how you died. This was the experience that his predecessors had exchanged with their lives.

Just like these people right now. As soon as they saw Yan Aoyama, they shouted for help and even rushed towards him. They weren't hoping for help, they were trying to drag others down with them.

If they were sincerely seeking help, they wouldn't lead the danger to others. Instead, they would deliberately create an opportunity for others to help them.