Chapter 4 The Spirit Devouring Clan

The things that the Soul Clan plays with are indeed not normal.

Yao Yan looked at the thing that emerged from the figure's palm and inexplicably felt cold all over. There was a kind of disgust that came from the blood, just like when you see densely packed insect eggs in your home, and you instinctively want to destroy them.

This is how Yao Yan feels at this moment.

Although Yao Yan didn't know what this thing was, since the other party took it out, it must not be a good thing. He didn't think that his deceased father was the other party's registered disciple. This guy who possessed the Void Swallowing Flame Fire was at the peak of the Dou Zun level, and might even be a Dou Sheng.

Will his apprentice be a Dou Wang?

What a joke!
Yao Yan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his face did not show any of them. Instead, he looked at the blood bead that looked like an egg in fear, and couldn't help asking, "What...what is this? Why do I feel it's so dangerous? My body is a little out of control."

"Hehe, little guy, have you ever heard of the Soul Devouring Clan?"

The middle-aged figure laughed strangely, as if a hungry wolf had revealed its fox tail, and said sinisterly, staring at Yao Yan with a dim gaze.

Yao Yan shook his head in confusion, but his heart skipped a beat. In the original novel, the Soul-Devouring Clan was an ancient race that possessed the special power to devour the blood of other races. They were eventually devoured by the Void Devouring Flame. According to the introduction of the Soul-Devouring Clan in the original novel, this race was very similar to the extraterritorial demons in the universe.

"The Soul Devouring Clan is also one of the ancient races. Thousands of years ago, the major ancient families united to exterminate them. This drop of blood essence is what the Soul Devouring Clan left behind. If you can successfully integrate it, you may be able to inherit the Soul Devouring Clan's talent and have the ability to devour the blood of other races. You should know what this means!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with brilliance, the black flames around him were trembling slightly, and his mood was slightly high. After all, this was also one of his plans.

Thousands of years ago, Xiao Xuan, the patriarch of the Xiao clan, tried to gather the power of the family's Dou Emperor bloodline to break through the shackles of bloodline and break the Dou Emperor bottleneck. Unfortunately, he failed. However, it was precisely because of his attempt that the Soul clan had similar ideas. With the help of the Void Devouring Flame, the Soul clan successfully replicated the Soul Devouring clan.

The only flaw is that these replicated Soul-Devouring Clan are all beings without intelligence and have no value in cultivation. They can only serve as a means.

"..."

Yao Yan was silenced by the middle-aged man again, but he still had to pretend to be eager and greedy on his face, staring at the Soul-Devouring Blood Essence in his palm.

Damn it, why should he, a six-star fighter, a twelve-year-old kid, come into contact with this kind of thing and even have to face the coercion of a strong man above the peak of the Fighting Master level?

Yao Yan had no doubt at this moment that if he did not cooperate, he would be destroyed inhumanely, without even a trace of his soul left.

Why do all the Soul Clan members give way to Xiao Yan one by one, while he has to face this kind of BOSS at the very beginning.

What a bully!
He used to think it was great to be in the Medicine Clan, as they were ahead of countless others when they started out, but now he regretted it.

"Of course, the fusion process is also extremely dangerous. If you fail, your body and soul will be attacked by this drop of blood essence. Even if you barely survive, you will lose the blood power of the Medicine Clan, and even your pretty good soul power."

The middle-aged man looked at Yao Yan's eager and greedy expression and reminded him.

This is of course meant to fool children, because if he fails, Yao Yan will have no chance of surviving, and not even a trace of his soul will exist!
"Has anyone ever succeeded in fusion?"

The greed in Yao Yan's eyes faded a little, and he asked with a frown.

"Many people have tried, but unfortunately no one has survived."

The middle-aged man shook his head regretfully, but there was no need to hide this matter. He continued, "It's up to you to decide how high the risk is. As I said before, all I can give you is a choice. You can refuse if you are willing to accept your ordinariness."

He believed that the other party would not refuse, especially those with lower bloodline grades in the Dou Di family. He knew better than anyone how much they desired the power of bloodline.

The reason why he chose Yao Yan was because he was a hybrid of the Soul Clan and the Medicine Clan. Although his Soul Clan bloodline was not obvious, his father was a real Soul Clan member. The descendants of the two Dou Emperor bloodlines were extremely special and rare, making it worth a try. This was also the reason why he really valued Yao Yan.

Of course, the main reason is that this kind of experimental equipment is relatively rare. If you come across it, you might as well give it a try.

I'm a jerk... Yao Yan's heart was full of anger again, his emotions were a bit explosive, but he had to hold it in and cooperate with the other party in acting. At this moment, he was extremely eager for strength.

He wanted to stuff the drop of blood into the other person's mouth to conduct an experiment, rather than being forced to do the experiment by the other person.

"If I improve my strength, will my success rate increase?"

Yao Yan's mind was working rapidly, trying to delay the matter temporarily. He didn't think he was a pig. He could win this bet. It was too damn risky. He could be reborn in this world, and in a world like Doupo. What he wanted to pursue was definitely not a short-lived splendor.

He was only twelve years old, and he wanted to see the vast world outside and see the beauties in the original novels...

"No, on the contrary, the higher the strength, the harder it is to fuse it, and in the end you can only refine it into nothingness."

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and said with regret. Obviously, he had tried it before. No one would not want to have the ability to devour the blood power of other races. Although the Soul Clan now has similar means, this method still needs the help of the Void Devouring Flame, which is obviously not enough to satisfy him.

What he wanted was a creature that could perfectly inherit the abilities of the Soul-Devouring Clan.

"…If I want to fuse it, what else do I need to prepare?"

Yao Yan showed a look of struggle. After a moment, he stared at the middle-aged man with a slightly crazy look and said in a deep voice.

Since you can't refuse, then just enjoy the process!
He knew very well that he could not refuse.

Don't be fooled by the nice words the other party said. The three words "Soul Devouring Clan" alone are a taboo topic for the entire Douqi Continent. Since the other party told him, his fate has already been determined. It's just a matter of whether he cooperates or is forcibly integrated by the other party.

With the opponent's strength, a wisp of soul power is enough to wipe him out from this world.

"Just swallow it and don't resist."

The middle-aged man was not surprised to hear this. No one could resist the temptation of this thing. He raised his hand and handed the blood and essence that was similar to the fetal egg to Yao Yan. At the same time, there was a little more excitement and anticipation in his eyes.

There are not many things in this world that can make him emotionally unstable, and this human experiment is one of them.

He has tried many races, even the Warcraft and the Demon Race. Among them, the Soul Race and the Medicine Race have relatively low rejection. This may be related to the fact that the blood power of the two races mainly enhances soul power.

Yaoyan is a descendant of the Soul Clan and the Medicine Clan. In theory, the compatibility should be better.

Yao Yan took the blood essence wrapped in black flames. The black flames were like nothingness, without any temperature. Even under the perception of soul power, there was no fluctuation, as if it had merged with the surrounding space. He took a deep breath, looked up at the other party, and asked in a concentrated voice, "I haven't asked for the master's name yet."

"I am Hunxuzi."

"Is Master a member of the Soul Clan?"

"Yes, your father did too. Unfortunately, your father fell in love with a girl from the Medicine Clan. You should have heard about the relationship between the Medicine Clan and the Soul Clan. For your mother, your father chose to abandon his own surname and family. What a ridiculous choice!"

Hunxuzi snorted coldly, seeming extremely dissatisfied with this matter.

Hunxuzi, the chief alchemist of the Soul Clan, was in the early stage of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint and the master of the Ninth-grade Mysterious Pill alchemy. He once studied in Danta under a false name and became a disciple of the master of the Small Danta. Later, he joined forces with the Soul Clan and launched a surprise attack and killed his master. A war broke out between Danta and the Soul Palace over this.

Master, if I don’t die this time, I will inherit your mantle in the future... Yao Yan didn’t even have the idea of ​​getting angry at this moment. Looking at the essence and blood wrapped in black flames in his hand, he became ruthless and put it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

Life is like this, no one knows when an accident will happen!
Since you can't resist, just enjoy it!

(End of this chapter)