Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 547 Don't look back, don't look back

The Venerable Qinghai's eyes, like gray snakes, were fixed on Xiao Yan. The ever-rising flames even made him feel a slight unease.

A strange fire, or more accurately, a fused strange fire?!
Looking across the entire Dou Qi Continent, how many people want to get their hands on the power of different flames? Not to mention normal refining, there are many cultivators who forcibly incorporate incompatible different flames into their bodies.

After all, the path of cultivation is about defying fate; even if one faces death nine times out of ten, it is still better than wasting one's life.

But this doesn't mean blindly throwing your life away!

Xiao Yan's attempt to fuse multiple different flames into one was undoubtedly an extreme act of madness, leaving himself no way out!
People always cherish their lives, and Venerable Qinghai was no exception. From scheming against Protector Shadow to carrying the 'Golden Crow' as his trump card, he took caution to the extreme, all in order to completely eliminate any possibility of retaliation from the remnants of Sound Valley.

But now, a mere mid-level Dou Zong has actually made him sense a deadly threat, something that is both terrifying and ridiculous.

In the sky, Xiao Yan was constantly flapping his Purple Cloud Wings, swaying and flying towards the outside of the Starfall Pavilion.

Its speed was so slow that any Dou Zong present could easily catch up, but everyone seemed to be frozen in place, standing stiffly in place, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Xiao Yan's direct confrontation with a Dou Zun had already sown the seeds of fear in them, not to mention that the opponent possessed such a terrifying killing move. No one was willing to take the risk.

"You old dog from Qinghai, if you don't want to get blown up, come and chase me, you son of a bitch!"

Another angry shout rang out, amplified by battle qi, resounding throughout the entire Tianxing Mountain Range, causing everyone's hearts to tremble wildly, and even giving rise to a faint sense of numbness.

To publicly insult a Dou Zun, especially an elder of the Soul Hall, goes beyond mere arrogance; it is utter lawlessness!

"What exactly is Xiao Yan up to this time?"

Lin Yan stared at the scene before him, his face deathly pale. He could even feel that as Xiao Yan continued to provoke him, the temperature in the air seemed to drop suddenly, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

"Provocation"

Mu Qingluan had gradually broken free from the suppression of the Golden Crow's Cry. She struggled to climb down from the other's shoulder, her beautiful eyes red as she stared at Xiao Yan: "He, no, they want to use themselves as bait."

Xiao Yan was indeed using a provocation tactic, and it was the clumsiest kind, because he never intended to hide his intentions from Venerable Qinghai.

But he knew very well that some traps, you can't simply avoid falling into them if you don't want to.

As expected, Venerable Qinghai's face finally darkened completely at this moment.

"Xiao Yan!!!"

Venerable Qinghai certainly saw through Xiao Yan's intentions, but just as the other party had predicted, he dared not gamble.

For Venerable Qinghai, a deadly move that could threaten his life, with unknown power and effects, and without any information to refer to, was undoubtedly absolutely unacceptable.

He was the winner, winning completely from beginning to end, while Xiao Yan was undoubtedly the gambler who lost everything, at his wit's end, pinning all his hopes on the final bet in exchange for a sliver of a chance to turn the tide.

Given that he knew he would have a sure win if the game continued normally, why would he give his opponent even the slightest hope or glimmer of light?
"Heh, what a clever scheme, truly a clever scheme," Venerable Qinghai said with a sinister look in his eyes. "If I were given another twenty years, no, ten years, I might not even be a match for you."

"But unfortunately, today I will spare no effort to completely nip you two in the bud!"

After speaking, Venerable Qinghai struck his chest with a palm, and blood spurted out, actually forcibly interrupting the action of awakening 'Golden Crow'!

Seeing that Venerable Qinghai truly possessed such courage, Elder Yao and Venerable Tianhuo's expressions changed drastically. Ignoring their opponent's entanglement, they forcefully endured the next attack, roaring angrily at the same time:
"Xiao Yan, run!"

The Venerable Qinghai laughed wildly, his figure transforming into black mist like an abyss, instantly piercing through the void.

"die!"

How fast is the speed of a Dou Zun level? Before the Qinghai Venerable could finish speaking, those two large hands, filled with demonic energy, had already slashed down first.

A surge of powerful fighting spirit erupted, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced through Xiao Yan's head!

"Young Master!!" The Starfall Pavilion members were completely stunned, their shouts even trembling with fear.

Pierced head-on by a Dou Zun's attack, even with Xiao Yan's immense abilities, there was no way he could survive. However, upon hearing the roars below, Venerable Qinghai showed no joy whatsoever. He stared expressionlessly at the 'Xiao Yan' before him, and on that distorted, illusory face, there was a faint hint of mockery.

"Oh!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the phantom morphing into Xiao Yan instantly shattered into countless points of light, leaving not a trace. Only faint arcs of lightning coiled around it after the phantom dissipated, crackling and exploding in the palm of the Azure Sea Venerable.

A faint tingling sensation came over him, which was barely even an itch for a Dou Zun's body, but the gentleness on his face had vanished without a trace, replaced by a murderous intent twisted to the extreme.

"Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Bodies?!" Venerable Qinghai's pupils contracted, and he roared violently, "Wind and Thunder Pavilion, remember this!"

At this moment, he no longer cared about saving face. He turned around and roared behind him, "Hold these old bastards back! Once I've killed those two remnants of the Sound Valley, these guys will be no match for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Qinghai pushed his soul perception to its limit. In no time, he sensed the fluctuations of the Fire Lotus Battle Technique again in the direction outside the Tianxing Mountain Range and gave chase.

He was quite certain that condensing such a destructive fire lotus would be an unimaginable burden for Xiao Yan, who was still at the mid-stage of Dou Zong. Even if he was extremely cautious, he absolutely did not believe that Xiao Yan could condense it a second time.

Moreover, with his strength, as long as he can interrupt the opponent's Fire Lotus Fighting Technique, he will be able to kill him easily!

From Xiao Yan's provocative words to his escape with the Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body, everything happened in the blink of an eye. So much so that when the Azure Sea Venerable completely disappeared, many people were still unable to recover from the shock.

They really managed to distract them.
The young boy and girl, who were not even half a century old, not only interrupted the secret treasure that was enough to destroy the entire Starfall Pavilion, but also took the initiative to lure away a peak Dou Zun level expert.

Such a glorious record is an absolute miracle, not to mention witnessing it firsthand, even if we look at the entire history of Zhongzhou!
Unfortunately, miracles are always fleeting moments. Despite their reluctance, they all knew that being relentlessly hunted down by the Elders of the Soul Palace meant almost certain death.
"Kill!" Lin Yan suddenly roared, tearing the spear that had pierced his chest, his eyes bloodshot: "What are you standing there for?! If we don't kill all these bastards, we'll never have a chance to save anyone!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples, who had been looking ashen-faced, suddenly snapped out of their daze. They exchanged glances, gripped their weapons tightly, and launched a fearless attack.

"The young master and Chief Ruoruo have lured us into a trap; we must not let them down!"

"Kill them all! Kill these beasts! Of my 380 disciples from the West Pavilion, less than one-tenth will survive! I will never let Ice River Valley live under the same sky!!"

A deafening battle cry and the sound of rushing through the air rang out. The Starfall Pavilion disciples, who had been retreating steadily, seemed to have found their backbone and swarmed forward.

The soil, mixed with blood, was trampled up as the disciples ran below. They didn't even care whether they were stepping on the corpses of enemies or their former sect members, and they roared as they entangled with the enemy.

Fighting skills, wielding weapons, and finally exhausting their strength, they turn into the most primitive wrestling, only to be pierced through the heart by a relentless barrage of enemies. Unwilling to fall, their thick blood aura soars into the sky like smoke from a wolf's beak, forcing even the last rays of the setting sun to retreat.

"boom!!"

With a single blow, she blasted an old man at the initial stage of Dou Zong into a bloody mist. Zi Yan was panting heavily, her tender little face now completely soaked in blood.

As the most deceptive of beings, Zi Yan attracted countless covetous eyes from the very beginning. Unfortunately, as the corpses around her continued to accumulate, those who originally tried to pick on her had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Huhu."

Seeing that no one was around for the time being, Zi Yan could no longer suppress the pounding in her heart and collapsed into the pile of rubble.

Her hands trembled so badly she could barely clench her fists, and her usually smooth and delicate hair hung down in disarray, with sweat dripping down like wet hemp rope.

"Sister Ruoruo."

Zi Yan stared in the direction the two had fled, her heart feeling as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, each breath accompanied by a sharp, stabbing pain.

"Even though Xiao Yan has already saved her, why does this feeling still linger?!"

Seeking advantage and avoiding harm is an instinct of animals, and Zi Yan has always had unwavering faith in her senses. But now, for the first time, she began to doubt the ability that had saved her from danger so many times.

Given Xiao Yan's personality, would he really choose to bring Sister Ruoruo with him without any certainty?

But if he's confident...
“If you’re scared, run,” Zi Yan suddenly whispered. “But no matter what, never look back.”

(End of this chapter)