The protective barrier of the Yunlan Sect was shattered in the midst of the crimson light beams. Amid the screams of the ten thousand cultivators, nine blood-colored celestial tablets seemed to fall like stars and hovered above the sect's location. Lin Yunche's pupils reflected his own face on the celestial tablets, and the blood-colored patterns on his palm suddenly burned, as if responding to some kind of summons.
"The celestial tablet has appeared, and the realm of the dead has reopened." A hoarse voice came from the void. A dark-colored soul-retrieving banner tore open a space rift, and on the banner, numerous skeletal heads simultaneously opened their blood-red pupils. "I am the Third Guardian of the Realm of the Dead of the Yellow Netherworld. I have come to take the head of the rebel."
Qin Yixuan sacrificed his only remaining original magic weapon, the Mountain River and Jigoku Diagram, but it was corroded with large holes the moment it touched the black mist: "Yun Che be careful! This is the Yellow Springs Dao's Past Life Miasma, capable of directly eroding the divine soul ..."
Before the words fell, the Sovereign's right arm had already turned into white bone. Lin Yun Che instinctively operated the Nine Transformations of Chaos, dark golden spiritual energy condensing into bone armour on the surface of his body, only to find that the black mist was seeping in along the lines of the Nine Orifices Linglong Bone.
"It's useless, the Heavenly Tablet is originally the property of the Yellow Spring Dao." The Three Protectors waved their soul-inducing streamers, and the nine Heavenly Tablets simultaneously projected the Yellow Springs reflection, "That old thing Qin Yitian stole half of our Heavenly Tablet, now it's time to return it to its rightful owner."
Su Hanyi's remnant soul suddenly coalesced in the Sea of Consciousness, and her ice-blue silhouette was actually dyed grey by the black mist: ''Yun Che, quickly use the Heavenly Tablet Fragment to open the space-time rift! I ... I can't support it anymore ..."
The teenager bit his tongue and sprayed his essence blood onto the palm lines. The nine heavenly monuments trembled violently, and a bronze-coloured crack unfolded in the void. The black mist of the Three Protectors touched the edge of the crack, and it was actually swallowed up by some kind of more ancient power.
"Chaotic Rift?" The Third Protector retreated half a step in shock, "Qin Yitian used this to escape from the Yellow Spring Road back then ..."
Lin Yun Che took the opportunity to grab Su Han Yi's silhouette and leap, but the moment the rift closed, he saw Qin Yixuan's figure shrouded in black mist - the Patriarch's eyes had turned the trademark gray-gold color of the Yellow Springs Dao.
"So that's how it is ..." Before Su Han Yi's residual soul dissipated in the turbulence of space and time, it transmitted a memory into the teenager's sea of consciousness, "All the successive patriarchs of the Yun Lan Sect have been of the Yellow Spring Road ..."
The Chaotic Rift threw the two into a plain littered with withered bones, with the remnant moon that never sets hanging in the sky. Su Hanyi's main body suddenly appeared out of the void, and the Heavenly Monument fragment in her chest was resonating with the nine blood-colored Heavenly Monuments.
"This is the place where the Yellow Springs Dao is received." Su Hanyi's voice carried an icy coldness that had never been seen before, "When Qin Yitian stole the Heavenly Tablet back then, he sealed my spiritual body within Su Hanyi. Now that the Heavenly Tablet is reunited, I want to take back what belongs to me."
Lin Yun Che was shocked as he looked at the yellow spring power condensing from Su Hanyi's fingertips, and the heavenly monument shadow that emerged behind her actually matched the nine blood-colored heavenly monuments perfectly, "You ... You're the real Yellow Spring Dao Master?"
The young girl suddenly stabbed the power of the Yellow Springs into his heart, and the Nine Orifices Linglong Bones let out a painful rumble, "That's right. That old thing Qin Yitian thought that he could trap me with Su Hanyi's memories, but he didn't realize that the day the Nine Transformations were completed was the day I regained control of the Yellow Springs."
The roar of a bronze cauldron suddenly came from the space-time turbulence, and twelve giant cauldrons formed a chaotic formation pattern that descended from the sky. Su Hanyi's Yellow Springs power was losing ground in the formation pattern, and she was horrified to realize that her Heavenly Tablet fragment was being absorbed by Lin Yun Che.
"So that's how it is ..." The silhouette of the Primordial Patriarch surfaced in the young man's right eye, "Qin Yitian had long anticipated that this day would come, so he buried the backhand of devouring the Heavenly Tablet in the Nine Transformations."
Su Hanyi's spirit body began to disintegrate, her last words tinged with an unwilling smile, "You think that devouring the Heavenly Tablet will allow you to control life and death? Don't forget that the Yellow Spring Road is behind ..."
Before the words could fall, the entire ground of the receiving place was enveloped by an even more powerful Yellow Springs power. Lin Yun Che's Chaotic Spiritual Force and Su Han Yi's Yellow Spring Force erupted within the Sea of Consciousness, and the nine blood-colored heavenly monuments simultaneously disappeared into his body.
When the teenager opened his eyes again, he realized that he was in the forbidden land of the Yun Lan Sect - the Early Generation Patriarch's Clothes Mound. Su Han Yi's main body was lying in the bronze coffin, and the heavenly stele fragment in his chest had disappeared. A new inscription suddenly surfaced on the lid of the coffin, "Ninth generation Bone Master Lin Yun Che, taking over the position of Yellow Springs Dao Master with immediate effect."
"Welcome back, Lord Dao Master." Qin Yixuan's voice came from below the coffin, the Sovereign's gray-golden eyes reflecting the nine heavenly monuments that had surfaced behind Lin Yun Che, "We've waited for you to awaken for three thousand years."