Chapter 1207: Chapter 1207: Prophecy
There truly appeared other intelligent souls here, and they are extremely smart beings.
They also noticed Yang Yan immediately.
Although they did not attack right away, they were all extremely cautious.
You could say they were eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey.
Not long after exchanging words with the Primordial Spirit that led Yang Yan, they all ran off.
In less than a minute, they returned.
Upon reappearing, they surprisingly brought several powerful Primordial Spirits with them.
Without further ado, they collectively launched a nearly crazed assault on Yang Yan.
If not for the prior warning from the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit that brought him, informing Yang Yan of a test, he might have thought this was a trap and would have resolved it directly with a counterattack.
This fellow even mentioned, judging from Yang Yan’s performance dealing with the group of residual souls, there should be no problem passing the test, and advised him to be gentle.
Silently observing the few lightning-fast Primordial Spirits charging at him, Yang Yan frowned.
Honestly, the aura these Primordial Spirits emitted was incredible.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t recognize them; he had no idea what kind of Primordial Spirits they were.
Actually, he couldn’t be blamed, these Primordial Spirits belonged to a high-end level but weren’t at the food chain’s top, so Yang Yan hadn’t paid attention.
Furthermore, they seemed to be rare species, even the locals wouldn’t necessarily recognize them without deliberate study.
Of course, their identity wasn’t important now.
Facing such a storm-like attack, Yang Yan wouldn’t just stand there and take it; he immediately counterattacked.
With a thought, space rippled slightly.
The next moment, Yang Yan appeared elsewhere, using the Small Shifting Technique to easily dodge these attacks.
Then he waved his right hand, leaving a dazzling sword light in the air, lunging at the Primordial Spirits before him.
Yang Yan didn’t exert full power; they exchanged blows with probing attacks.
After testing a few strikes, Yang Yan realized the attacking Primordial Spirits were at Golden Core level, making him even more cautious.
Simultaneously, he pulled back and looked towards the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit, asking: "This doesn’t seem like a test! You’ve got to explain?"
Hearing Yang Yan’s slightly cold tone, the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit calmly replied, "Don’t worry, it’s really a small test, I can guarantee it."
Yang Yan was about to pursue further questions, but was unexpectedly attacked from the side.
His gaze darkened as he decided to focus cautiously.
Honestly, he wanted to see what the Primordial Spirits intended for him.
Boom!
A sword light easily cut down several attacking strikes, Yang Yan took the opportunity to assault a few Primordial Spirits.
However, things didn’t unfold as he expected.
The Primordial Spirits suddenly seemed to burst out, no longer probing, shooting red, yellow, and blue beams frantically at Yang Yan.
The beams formed a brilliant light path in the air, extremely spectacular.
Even more uncanny, these attacks enhanced each other, power exponentially increased.
Yang Yan realized the opponent wasn’t probing anymore, hurriedly using techniques to counter each attack.
The battle advanced through a few more rounds, visibly intensifying, metals clashing constantly resounding.
Ting... Ting... Dang... Dang...
As the fight continued, Yang Yan had to bring forth more abilities.
If not for his Soul Fire, Devouring Power, and other soul-restraining combat techniques, he’d be cornered for sure.
Conversely, the Primordial Spirits collectively attacking Yang Yan were struggling too.
In their eyes filled with astonishment, the result was completely unexpected.
Yang Yan grew somewhat impatient, summoning Spiritual Treasures Star Night, Illusory Night, and Asura, preparing to decisively end the battle, but didn’t expect the Primordial Spirits, seeing Yang Yan in this state, immediately ceased their offense.
They all assumed a respectful demeanor, uttering bizarre phrases to Yang Yan.
Stuff like the prophecy has come true, the prophet has arrived, we are about to be saved, and so on...
Facing this abrupt change in atmosphere, Yang Yan felt fooled, confused for a moment then enraged, harshly demanding an explanation from the Primordial Spirits: "You must give me an explanation."
As he said this, Yang Yan, provoked, looked at the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit with a hint of killing intent.
Confronted by Yang Yan’s demand, the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit again emphasized, "It’s really a test, truly, I wouldn’t deceive you."
At this point, Yang Yan couldn’t possibly believe it!
With a thought, the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit was instantly imprisoned within a cage of Soul Fire formed by Yang Yan.
Thoroughly sensing danger, the Void-Devouring Tiger race’s Primordial Spirit crumpled, reverting back to the adorable little kitty it originally appeared as.
Seeing Yang Yan’s prowess, it shivered, not daring to speak further.
Yang Yan was also vexed.
First being randomly transported here, then finally encountering intelligent souls yet subjected to indiscriminate attack, making him want to unleash havoc.
But the Primordial Spirits likely held significant clues, and each stopped once he seriously acted, leaving him frustrated.
For a moment, the field was silent in fear, and no other Primordial Spirits stepped forward to explain.
The more Yang Yan thought, the angrier he became, his murderous intent was increasingly apparent, seeming ready to explode.
The gathered Primordial Spirits, seeing Yang Yan’s rage, couldn’t help but exchange nervous glances.
Then, among them, several Golden Core level Primordial Spirits stepped forward to apologize: "We genuinely didn’t mean to toy with you, there’s a reason for all this."
"Then hurry up and explain." Yang Yan impatiently urged.
A Primordial Spirit hastily responded: "Your arrival confirms the prophecy; it marks a pivotal step in overcoming adversity and reversing a deadlock. The earlier attack was to eliminate all uncertain disruptive factors."
"Ha, and what is the prophecy?" Yang Yan coldly laughed, showing disbelief.
However, seeing their earnest expressions, they didn’t seem intent on deceiving him, so he continued inquiring.
Though his tone retained some mockery.
As if arranged, another Golden Core level Primordial Spirit that Yang Yan couldn’t recognize stepped forward to answer:
"This prophecy has circulated among us for a long time; specifics on its origin remain unclear."
It glanced at Yang Yan, seeing the anger on his face subsiding somewhat, then continued:
"Rumor has it a never-before-seen catastrophe will descend soon, enveloping countless beings within its disaster. Corpses will lie everywhere, rivers of blood flowing!"
"In such global desperation, one shall rise; his strength reaching peak supremacy. With his power alone, he shall stem the calamity."
