Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209: Looked Down Upon
Yang Yan was transported to where the disciples had previously entered, waking them from their slumber as well.
However, seeing that the disciples couldn’t survive outside the barrier, they fell into deep disappointment again.
Moreover, discovering that these were people practicing demon techniques made them both disappointed and angry.
As a result, from then on, regardless of who came, they would first observe if the person could resist the residual souls infected by Evil Qi before deciding whether to draw them into the barrier for a test.
In this way, they used this extremely unreliable method to select Yang Yan.
Yang Yan was not the only one to be pulled in for testing; as for where those others went, it could easily be inferred—they were most likely eliminated by them.
Although Yang Yan was reluctant to get involved, he also couldn’t let the Evil Qi run unchecked.
After a brief consideration, he had these Divine Beast-level Primordial Spirits take him to meet the three Great Powers who had fallen into slumber.
Hearing Yang Yan’s request, these Primordial Spirits were overjoyed.
After all their efforts, this was the result they wanted.
Without further ado, they respectfully led Yang Yan forward.
Going to meet the three Primordial Spirits equivalent to humans in the Nascent Soul Realm required Yang Yan to be fully alert.
After walking for a while, Yang Yan suddenly asked, "I wonder what race these three Primordial Spirits belong to? Can someone tell me?"
The Golden Core Primordial Spirits exchanged glances, and one replied, "The three Primordial Spirits we are taking you to are much more powerful than us. These three have notable origins and are descendants of dragons."
Hearing they were dragons, Yang Yan couldn’t help but shake his head.
Although dragons were fascinating creatures, he had encountered quite a few.
In fact, he even kept two at home.
So, regarding these so-called dragon descendants, he didn’t have much feeling.
Having seen True Dragons, what are these pseudo-dragons!
Seeing Yang Yan’s silence, the Primordial Spirit continued, "The first one possesses the bloodline of Pulao, with formidable strength. The second is a descendant of Bian, whose strength has also reached the Nascent Soul level."
"The last is a descendant of the Bifu, and in terms of strength, it’s even more formidable than the first two."
"Ninety-nine percent of the time, they are asleep. Indeed, since they prophesied your arrival, they have hardly awakened."
As soon as the Golden Core Primordial Spirit finished speaking, Yang Yan felt three powerful auras lock onto him.
However, he wasn’t the least bit surprised.
In fact, from the moment he entered, Yang Yan had vaguely sensed their presence.
But since he felt no malice, he didn’t pay it much mind.
Now that they have awakened, it was necessary to meet them.
Perhaps he could obtain some more useful information from them!
Soon, Yang Yan met the powerful beings spoken of by the Primordial Spirits.
He had to admit, at that moment of seeing them, Yang Yan was genuinely surprised.
Although he had seen countless dragons, he had never before encountered a Bifu, Bian, or Pulao.
On Earth, he had interacted with their other kin.
The Bifu in front of him was about a hundred feet long, with four claws sharp enough to emit a cold gleam that could capture one’s soul.
Dark red scales covered its entire body, and its dragon-like head had two long whiskers floating in the air.
Its large eyes were fixed on Yang Yan, with an utterly stern expression.
Bian’s entire body was covered in a golden-yellow fur with some black stripes, and the character for "king" on its forehead radiated authority.
At this moment, Bian was sitting with its eyes slightly closed, giving no indication of its terrifying nature.
Pulao appeared much like the legends.
In terms of appearance, it was undeniably the closest to the dragon form.
Its body was entirely covered in red scales, about seventy to eighty feet long, much smaller than Bifu.
Even though it resembled its ancestor, Yang Yan could tell that its strength was the weakest, just around the Nascent Soul level.
As Yang Yan assessed and evaluated the appearances and strengths of these legendary spirit beasts, they were observing him too!
Eventually, Yang Yan broke the silence first.
"And, haven’t you been watching me for a long time already? I could feel that gaze from afar."
"And you there, yes, you, Pulao, what’s with that look? I don’t have that kind of inclination."
Feeling uneasy under their gaze, Yang Yan pointed bluntly at the weakest one, Pulao, and said unceremoniously.
He was merely testing the attitude of these three Divine Beasts.
Of course, to avoid too much trouble, he didn’t choose the strongest one.
As the saying goes, pick the softest peach.
Provoking the strongest might leave no room for maneuver.
But this Laosan, well, there shouldn’t be any problem.
Pulao prided itself on being the most dragon-like and was always proud. How could it tolerate such disrespect!
Instantly, its aura changed, stirring an invisible storm around it, poised to pounce on Yang Yan.
However, at this moment, the strongest Bifu finally spoke.
"It seems there’s no mistake this time. You are indeed the one in the prophecy. Kin of the Void-Devouring Tiger, this time you did well."
The Void-Devouring Tiger Primordial Spirit, hearing the praise, looked excited.
Then Bifu, Bian, and Pulao engaged in negotiation with Yang Yan, providing him with more exclusive information.
This included where exactly this place was and how to leave, among other key issues.
Pulao, still agitated from earlier, suddenly spoke, "I don’t know what your cultivation level is. However, it looks like you haven’t reached the Golden Core?"
When it said this, Pulao’s tone was contemptuous and provocatively laden.
In fact, not only it, but the other two Divine Beasts also looked at Yang Yan with questioning eyes, waiting for his response.
From Yang Yan’s first appearance, they hadn’t particularly focused on him.
But the fact that someone deemed weak by their standards had passed the test, made them very puzzled.
Was he actually being looked down upon?
With a cold smile, Yang Yan retorted, "So what, if I’m not even at the Golden Core?"
As he spoke, he turned as if to leave.
If they already believed he was the prophesied one, how dare they treat him like this?
If he was in a good mood, there could be discussions.
If not... well!
Sorry, it’s best they go their own way while he goes his, neither interfering with the other.
Before the meeting, Yang Yan had thought, since a demon cultivator was present, he might as well take action to eliminate them.
Now, he decided not to play along.
Nobody expected Yang Yan to move as he spoke, leaving all the Primordial Spirits present stunned.
At that moment, they all very synchronously tried to stop him, clearly fearing that Yang Yan would just leave like this.
