Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 588 The Power of Divine Bloodline!
"Soul Palace members, show no mercy, start the battle!"

With a command from the Soul Hall's Dou Zun, the Soul Hall members, who were already itching to act, burst into laughter and rushed towards the Yin Valley disciples.

A thunderous roar of battle qi erupted. Mo Yu, glancing at the water that had barely managed to block his hand, smiled slightly and said to Hun Ruoruo:
"As a member of the Soul Clan, yet having such a deep relationship with the Sound Valley, your identity only makes me more curious."

"Really?" Hun Ruoruo suddenly laughed: "You wouldn't want to know."

Mo Yu, who considered himself used to such childish threats, immediately scoffed and shook his head dismissively:
"Hehe, even if you want to hide it, it's useless. It's not too late to interrogate your soul after I destroy your physical body."

"Die!"

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the originally fine, needle-like raindrops condensed into tiny ice crystals. With a cold glint, he clearly intended to riddle the girl with bullets using the most cruel means.

The ice in the cotton water is melting!

Mo Yu's battle aura is not purely water-based, but contains a trace of barely perceptible ice energy. This is one of his greatest trump cards, and his sudden use of it now indicates that he is determined to kill with a single blow.

Hun Ruoruo remained motionless, as if she had given up all resistance.

The difference between a Dou Zong and a Dou Zun is almost an entire major realm, which cannot be bridged by any means. An ordinary Dou Zong would not even be able to withstand a single move from Mo Yu, and feeling despair is the norm.

The Qinghai Venerable, who was hiding to the side, barely clinging to life, the people of the Soul Palace, and even many disciples of the Sound Valley, were now absolutely certain that Hun Ruoruo had no chance of surviving this attack.

Only Xiao Yan stood coldly in place, carrying the heavy ruler on his shoulder, indifferently looking at Mo Yu's ferocious expression, without even any intention of helping him.

Because there's simply no need for it.

The special ability that Hun Ruoruo displayed when facing Elder Mugu is still fresh in his memory. It was an ultimate ability that was beyond everyone's comprehension and originated from the Soul Clan's essence.

A barrage of ice needles swept in, instantly piercing through the Sea Heart Flame's defenses and heading straight for the girl's body.

However, just as the ice crystals were about to pierce the skin, Hun Ruoruo, who had remained calm for a long time, finally turned around slowly.

She parted her lips slightly, her deep, starry eyes seeming to hold a hint of genuine doubt: "Are you really a member of the Soul Clan?"

As the girl's voice rang out, the ice needles that had been shooting towards them suddenly froze in mid-air, as if summoned by some strange force, and did not advance any further.

A thousand miles of icy rain, all turned to nothingness.

"what?!"

Mo Yu's expression changed drastically. He was about to pull away when he found that his body was stuck in the mud and he could not move an inch.

Before he could react, the icy rain in the sky suddenly changed direction and, accompanied by the girl's clenched fist, shot down with a buzzing sound, instantly slamming into Mo Yu's body and sending him flying thousands of feet away, crashing into the mountains like a sieve.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar of a landslide echoed, countless fragments of rock fell, and the earth's crust trembled violently.

Suddenly, the whole place was dead silent.

Everyone seemed to have their throats grabbed, their eyes bulging out of their sockets as if they were looking at a ghost or a god.

The girl's blue hair danced wildly, her eyes shimmering with a deep purple light that shimmered with nine-colored halos, and her slender, delicate red high heels trod on the grass without even a speck of dust getting on them.

"They didn't even know they were from the Soul Clan, so they're just outsiders after all." Hun Ruoruo patted her skirt, the hem of which was slightly dirty.

"What kind of ability is that?!"

The Venerable Qinghai trembled, almost crawling on his stomach as he gazed at the distant girl, his face blank with shock. He never imagined that even his greatest reliance, the Heavenly Venerable whom he usually regarded as a god, would be so easily defeated in front of this person.

Soul Clan Bloodline. Soul Clan Bloodline.
The voice, like a curse, echoed in the mind of Venerable Qinghai, almost destroying his sanity.

He couldn't understand.

He originally thought that after successfully joining the Soul Clan, even though he was not a member of the clan, he should be no different from the normal members. However, the words "Soul Clan bloodline" were like an insurmountable cage, making Venerable Qinghai truly feel despair.

He even doubted that even the Nine Heavenly Venerables were as noble as the girl before him.
No, it's not a doubt; this is the most real and ruthless reality!
At this moment, the Soul Palace members, who had previously been mocking, all felt as if they had been struck by a blunt object, their chests constricted and unable to breathe.

However, more than the loss of face, the defeat of the Nine Heavens Venerable's incarnation was what shattered their hearts.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A piercing howl, like the roar of a dying beast, suddenly came from the mountainside, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

The voice clearly came from the Nine Heavens Venerable Demon Rain.

Even as an avatar, Mo Yu at this moment possessed the cultivation of a peak four-star cultivator, enough to sweep across the entire Sound Valley.

But now, in the most shameful and unbearable way, his soul has been severely damaged by his own attack!

The humiliation and rage that overwhelmed Mo Yu's senses made his eyes bloodshot, and he had long since hated Hun Ruoruo to the core.

His body was embedded in the mountain. He looked up as if to say something, but his throat, which had been riddled with ice needles, could not make a sound, only a hissing sound like a snake's tongue.

"Kaka!!"

In an instant, Mo Yu felt an overwhelming rage, and she whimpered as her body shattered into countless fragments like glass.

Just as Mo Yu's body exploded, a furious roar suddenly came from inside the half-closed door.

"You brat, if I don't kill you today, I swear I'm not human!"

Upon hearing this voice, Venerable Qinghai seemed to have his deepest fear awakened. His body trembled violently, and even his voice changed tone: "My lord... it's the true form of the lord! He is about to descend!"

"what?!"

Everyone in the Sound Valley was filled with fear. If even an avatar could have such a powerful presence, how strong must the true form be?
"How dare that thing, neither human nor ghost, make such a vow?"

Hun Ruoruo scoffed, her eyes gleaming with an indescribable madness: "Go back!"

She stumbled and the water blade mercilessly slashed her wrist, causing a torrent of blood to cascade down her face.

With each drop of blood, the rising waves below darkened a little, and in just a few breaths, it had transformed into a towering sea of ​​blood. Any giant wave that rose up seemed capable of destroying cities and embracing the moon.

"She...she actually extracted all the water elements from the entire Sound Valley!!" At this moment, even with the Grand Elder's experience, he couldn't help but be shocked and couldn't believe the terrifying scene before him.

In his memory, this was a supreme power that only the Valley Master, who was closely connected with the small world, possessed. Yet now, it had been used by Hun Ruoruo.

The blood tide transformed into a tornado, seemingly carrying the wrath of countless wronged souls from the Valley of Sound, and swooped down like a true dragon toward the insurmountable steel gate.

"Blood seeps into the Xuan Zhong, leading to a long and premature death!"

"Xuan Yuan, appear!!"

(End of this chapter)