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In episode 168 of Battle Through the

Heavens, we witness Shia Yan strength

reaching an entirely new level after

advancing under the ancient Bodhi. tree.

His aura had grown so vast and

terrifying that even the strongest

present could barely comprehend it. With

a single palm strike, he crippled the

next leader of the soul clan, leaving

everyone stunned. Soon after, the bone

nether saint descended onto the

battlefield, only to nearly be

obliterated by Shiaan's terrifying fire

lotus. But Shiao Yans journey under

the ancient Bodhi tree wasn't just about

battle. Entering the sacred tree itself,

he helped cleanse it of the lingering

negative emotions left behind by a

fallen Dod. As a reward, the tree gifted

him three of its most precious

treasures. Within that ancient realm,

Shiaoyen experienced a hundred lifetimes

of reincarnation, each one tempering his

heart and soul. When he finally emerged,

his cultivation surged dramatically from

nine star Doz straight to nine

transformation Doon. The audience was

left in awe. Even the ancient clan

strongest couldn't recognize his aura,

and many quietly admitted. Shia Yen now

felt even more powerful than their own

halfsaints. After exiting the tree,

Shiao Yen made a bold choice. He

generously distributed a bodhic seed to

the ancient clan and the other neutral

experts, but deliberately withheld them

from the sky demon Phoenix clan and the

soul clan. This immediately enraged Han

Yu and Ja Fong. Han Yu tried to maintain

his calm facade, but the killing intent

in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

At last, he stepped forward coldly,

demanding that Shiao Yian hand over

eight of the bodhic seeds so that the

matter could be temporarily settled. But

Shiao Yan refused without hesitation. He

knew how rare and valuable these seeds

were. Not only could they raise the

chances of stepping into the realm of

Dang, but they could also be refined

into bodhic pills, treasures that peaked

Duns dreamed of obtaining. To simply

hand them over was unthinkable. Hun

Yus face darkened completely. His

calm expression cracked, replaced with

murderous intent. At his command, the

Soulclan and the Sky Demon Phoenix

clan's experts erupted into action.

Dochi surging wildly as they encircled

Shia Yan and his companions. The

pressure was overwhelming. Yet sooner,

and the others remained firm, she

glanced at Xiao Yan, asking if he needed

her to handle Han Yu. But Shiao Yan only

smiled, shaking his head. Before the

Bodhi tree, perhaps he would have needed

to unleash his fire lotus to win. But

now, now his strength had already

surpassed Han Yu. There was no need.

With steady steps, Shia Yan walked

calmly out of the encirclement. The

SoulClan and Sky Demon Phoenix experts

instinctively parted to let him pass,

then closed ranks again to pin down Sun

Sooner and the others. Facing Han Yu

directly, Shia Yan admitted he carried

the Tuasha Ancient Emperor Jade and even

provoked him with a smirk. If you want

it, come and take it. Hun Yus fury

boiled over. He sneered, unleashing an

illusionary technique to confuse Shia

Yan. But Shiao Yans sharp

perception pierced through it instantly.

With one decisive punch, he struck Hun

used true body and forced him out of the

void. The spectators gasped. This kind

of trick had fooled countless opponents.

Yet Shia Yen had destroyed it with ease.

No longer holding back, Shia Yen

released his aura in full. The force

spread across the battlefield like a

tidal wave, crushing everyone with

invisible weight. The neutral experts

were horrified. In just one month, Shiao

Yan had advanced to the very peak of the

nine revolutions Dun, a realm that

placed him beyond even their wildest

expectations. Han Yu tried to mask his

shock, but his pride wouldn't let him

back down. Activating his clan pattern,

his strength surged, pushing him close

to the peak of the eight revolutions.

Dozon with a roar, he unleashed his

strongest technique, the soul destroying

palm. A massive black imprint carrying a

shrill whale and the face of a vengeful

spirit shot toward Shiao Yan with

devastating power. Yet Shiao Yan only

shook his head. With a single step, he

appeared in front of the attack and

slapped casually, his palm wrapped in

blazing flames. The collision was over

in an instant. Han Yus strongest

blow shattered like glass, erased

completely by Shia Yans casual

strike. The battlefield fell silent. Han

Yu stared in disbelief. That move should

have been enough to overwhelm even the

strongest. Yet, Shia Yan had dismissed

it as if it were nothing. Suspended in

the sky, Shia Yan looked down with cold

contempt. Then, without wasting another

word, he conjured a massive flame palm,

the air around it burning as it

descended with terrifying speed. Han Yu

desperately summoned a beast-shaped

defense from his black mist, but the

flames instantly evaporated it. His

defenses crumbled, his body rocked

violently, and he spat blood, thrown

back in humiliation. The neutral experts

watching from afar, gasped, secretly

relieved they had chosen not to oppose

Shiao Yen. With a few follow-up strikes,

Shia Yan blasted through the other

battlefields as well, scattering Ja Fong

and the rest with overwhelming force.

Seeing Han Yu defeated so quickly,

despair spread across their faces. But

just as the dust seemed ready to settle,

the ancient Bodhi tree let out a strange

sound. The entire space trembled

violently and everyone realized it was

collapsing. The battle ceased at once. A

moment later, all were cast out onto the

grassland of the ancient wilderness.

Slowly, the ancient bodhic tree sank

back into the ground, vanishing

completely. The gathered experts watched

in silence, reluctant to see it go.

Guingyong lamented that he had never

glimpsed the legendary Bodhi heart,

while Shia Yan quietly touched his

chest, where the yet unrefined treasure

now lay hidden. When the ancient tree

finally disappeared, the grassland was

empty once again. But before anyone

could relax, the space around them

twisted unnaturally. A suffocating force

locked everyone in place, trapping them

like prey in a cage. Above, a massive

phantom of a heavenly phoenix spread its

wings, covering the sky itself. Behind,

its shadow loomed, exuding terrifying

pressure. Shiaan's eyes narrowed coldly.

He warned that perhaps it was time the

sky demon Phoenix clan considered a new

patriarch. Joeof Fangs heart clenched

under that chilling gaze and in panic he

signaled Hanu. A cruel smile curved Han

Yus lips. He crushed a space scroll

and at once a hearttoppping aura spilled

through the crack in reality. Gasps

erupted all around. A semiaint. The

crowd exclaimed in horror. Shiao

Yans expression sharpened. The soul

clan was summoning reinforcements.

Without hesitation, he formed a

ferocious beast of fire and hurled it

toward the crack, trying to destroy the

passage before anyone could emerge. But

just as the fire beast was about to

explode, a skeletal hand reached through

the crack and effortlessly crushed it. A

chilling cough echoed as a hunched

skeletal old man stepped out, leaning on

a bone cane. His sunken eyes glowed

faintly with an eerie green light. This

was Guu Yu. With mocking disdain, he

sneered that he hadn't expected Hanu to

fail against Shiao Yan so miserably.

Shia Yan drew in a deep breath. For the

first time, he was about to face a true

semi-aint headon. The tension in the air

was suffocating. Everyone from the

ancient clan was shocked and furious.

While Gua instinctively tried to use a

space scroll to call for reinforcements,

but to his dismay, the channel wouldn't

open. Sooner calmly explained that

Jofing Sky Phoenix Phantom had sealed

the space completely. Without its

permission, no fluctuation could escape.

Guy Yus eerie eyes shifted,

settling on Shiao Yans companions.

He recognized them immediately as the

younger generation of the ancient clan.

Hyu, eager for blood, urged him to

finish things quickly before the

situation grew more complicated. Shia

Yan's expression was grave. He knew full

well that even at the peak of nine turn

do the gap between himself and a half

saint was enormous. Guu finally

introduced himself the second heavenly

venerable of the soul palace known to

the world as the bone you saint. Against

such a foe unfurled his azure red bone

wings and stealed himself for battle.

Quietly he asked Sooner if she could

block Guyu for a moment. She gave a

small nod, her forehead lighting up with

the colorful clan pattern of the ancient

clan. In an instant, her aura surged and

golden flames blazed within her eyes. At

Shia Yans command, he swiftly

retreated, summoning five strange flames

to prepare for fusion. Guu Yus

shriveled face twitched slightly at the

sight. He had long heard of Shia

Yians ability to merge strange

fires. And though he was a semi-saint,

his curiosity urged him to see it

firsthand. His gaze shifted again to

Sooner, recognizing her divine

bloodline. Sooner's hands weaved into

intricate seals, and in the next moment,

the heavens lit up. Golden flames burst

forth from her body like a burning sun,

setting the entire sky ablaze. Even Guy

Yu couldn't hide his surprise. Slowly,

he explained that this was the legendary

golden emperor burning sky flame, ranked

fourth on the heavenly flame list and

the supreme inherited flame of the

ancient clan. The brilliance of the

golden fire enveloped the entire world,

turning it into a sea of burning light.

From a distance, Shiao Yan felt the

terrifying fluctuations and finally

confirmed it. Sooner truly wielded the

golden emperor burning sky flame. His

heart trembled. Even with his four-fame

fusion, he wouldn't dare claim

superiority against such an ancient

divine flame. The bone you saint, weary

yet arrogant, refused to back down.

Black mist poured from his skeletal

cane, surging into the sky as a

monstrous thousand ft skeleton took

form. Its presence chilled the very soul

as though a demonic god of death had

descended. Souljade's eyes widened. This

was the dark skeleton king, a low-level

heavenly rank fighting skill. Under

Guy's control, the giant skeleton strode

forward, its bony hand tearing space as

it reached for Sooner. She quickly

retreated, releasing a massive golden

halo to resist the blow. Realizing that

even her golden flame might not be

enough to outright win, Sooner changed

tactics. She summoned the golden

emperor, burning heaven formation.

Pillars of golden fire descending to

form a blazing prison around the dark

skeleton king. But Guuyu sneered,

shifting his seals. Countless vengeful

souls erupted from the skeleton,

exploding violently against the golden

flames. The blasts tore open cracks in

the fire sea, and then shocking

everyone, Guu merged his own soul with

the skeleton itself, empowering it to

rip through the formation with

terrifying ease. But Sooner only smiled

faintly. She had bought enough time. She

withdrew swiftly to Shia Yans side.

By then, Shiao Yan was already holding a

fire lotus in his palm. Exquisite and

terrifying, it spun quietly, its

destructive aura twisting the very

fabric of space. Guu Yus skeletal

form chuckled horsely, its hollow eyes

locked on the lotus with anticipation.

He wanted to see with his own eyes the

true power of the legendary fused flame.

Xiao Yan sneered coldly at the

provocation. The five-colored lotus spun

faster and faster, silent yet absolute.

Wherever it passed, the space collapsed

into nothingness. In response, the black

skeleton exhaled a wave of dark energy

and cloaked itself in 10,000 souls bone

armor. Layers of screaming souls

condensed into a thick shell, enveloping

the massive figure in armor of despair.

The collision came in silence, and then

the world shattered. The lotus

detonated, erupting in a thousand-foot

firestorm that swallowed heaven and

earth. The ground split apart. Space

ripped into a dark void. And the shock

waves blasted everything in their path.

The spectators went pale. Jofing, Han

Yu, and the others stared in horror. How

could Xiao Yian, still a nine

revolutions Dun, unleash power strong

enough to rival a semi-saint? Cracks

echoed like breaking glass. At first,

just one piece of the bone armor fell.

Then another and another. Soon, the

entire armor crumbled, snowing fragments

of black bone across the battlefield. A

breeze passed and the colossal skeleton

dissolved into ash, its eerie green

flames flickering out. In the distance,

Guu staggered, vomiting blood. His body

glowed faintly with green light as his

soul struggled to stabilize. Pale and

shaken, he admitted he was injured.

Gravely so. Yet with a grim voice, he

declared he still had the ability to

claim Shia Yans life. But before he

could strike, a golden light flashed. A

massive golden fist roared through the

air, smashing straight toward his head.

Guu braced himself, slapping his palm

against it, and the impact sent the

golden figure skitting back dozens of

steps. Yet Guu himself was forced back

as well, his face grim and ugly. He had

never imagined that he, a semi-saint,

would be pushed this far by members of

the younger generation. If he hadn't

pulled his soul out in time, Shiao

Yans fire lotus might have left him

crippled. Fury burned in his hollow eyes

as he conjured a black giant hand,

stretching toward Shia Yen to crush him

once and for all. But just then, the

space beside Shia Yen rippled. A spatial

crack opened slowly, and from it stepped

a familiar figure. An aged voice, calm

yet thunderous, echoed across the

battlefield. Guu, don't you feel ashamed

raising your hand against the younger

generation with your old bones?