If I'm right, their beast cores should still be intact."
With a surge of soul power, invisible threads of perception extended from him, scanning through each icy body.
Moments later, a smile curved his lips
His hand flicked, and the Heavy Xuan Ruler appeared in his grip, its dark surface gleaming coldly.
He took one step forward—space rippling like water—and vanished.
The next instant, he reappeared before a towering six-rank ice beast.
His sharp eyes locked onto a faintly glowing point within its chest.
With a thunderous roar, he brought down the massive ruler.
Boom!
Even with only Yao Lao's mid-tier soul strength, a single strike guided by Xiao Yan's precision was something no one below the Dou Ancestor realm could endure.
The Heavy Xuan Ruler crashed down like a meteor.
The beast's crystalline body shattered, slamming into the icy ground hard enough to leave fractures spreading like spiderwebs.
Though the tomb remained steady under such force...testament to its creator's might...the beast itself convulsed once, twice… and fell still forever.
Xiao Yan had struck directly at its control node...the core linkage of the puppet technique...destroying it utterly.
Even the White Tiger Venerable himself might never have imagined someone could find and break that weak point so easily.
To ordinary eyes, such control nodes were all but invisible, nearly impossible to locate or destroy.
But Xiao Yan's insight, tempered by the wisdom of a Dou Emperor, pierced through them effortlessly.
That was the benefit of vast experience and knowledge.....something beyond cultivation alone.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Heavy Xuan Ruler danced like a specter amid the frozen storm.
Each swing sent an ice beast crashing lifeless to the floor.
In less than half an incense stick's time, the hall fell silent once more.....where moments ago dozens of beasts had howled, now only shattered ice and scattered cores remained.
"By the heavens… that was insane!"
From within the black ring, Yao Lao's voice burst out in shocked laughter.
Xiao Yan's battle instincts had utterly surpassed his imagination.
Even if Yao Lao himself controlled his own soul power, taking down this many puppets would have exhausted him
greatly...perhaps even burned out most of his energy.
Yet Xiao Yan had done it swiftly, cleanly, and with minimal effort.
"Haha, Teacher, you'll be able to do this too someday," Xiao Yan teased, tapping the ring lightly with a grin.
Once, it had been Yao Lao who amazed him over and over.
Now, in this lifetime, the roles were reversed.....and the feeling was oddly satisfying.
Borrowing a wisp of Bone Spirit Cold Flame, he shaped it into a searing blade of white fire.
Walking to one of the fallen beasts, he drove the blade straight into its abdomen.
The intense heat burned through ice and flesh alike until the creature split apart, revealing a snow-white magic core nestled within.
"As I thought… they still have their cores."
Xiao Yan's eyes brightened.
In his past life, such things were beneath his notice.
But now, in his current condition, dozens of fifth- and sixth-rank magic cores represented a fortune.
He ran a hand across the cool surface of the core, frowning slightly. "Their essence has faded… but they'll do."
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After all, these beasts had lain dormant here for centuries.
.
Even reinforced by special methods, the passage of time had drained much of their energy
Still, fifth- and sixth-rank ice cores remained incredibly valuable.....especially since every single one carried the rare Ice attribute.
Among them, several even contained traces of dual elements.....Ice and Wind....making them priceless.
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Collecting them all took nearly twice as long as the battle itself.
By the time Xiao Yan tucked the final blue-white core into his ring, a satisfied smile lingered on his face.
In mere moments, he had earned more than he had in half a year back in Wu Tan City.
Who knew what other treasures this Half-Saint's tomb might hold?
While he no longer lacked cultivation techniques or Dou Skills, he was in desperate need of rare materials.
With enough heavenly herbs and spiritual treasures, his and Yao Lao's combined alchemy could push his cultivation to terrifying heights.
Three years to Dou Emperor, five years to Dou Venerate....it might not be impossible
His eyes burned hotter as he turned toward the massive icy gate ahead.
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