Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 736 It Turns Out It Was a Female (3k words, Bonus Chapter!)

"Alas, after today, the top spot on the Fairy Ranking will likely be taken back by President Xun'er." A dashing young man slowly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see the scene of her fading away.

Upon hearing this, all the powerful figures wore wry smiles and remained silent, as if they had tacitly accepted the rather vulgar statement.

Even if a Venerable were to withstand a single blow from a Saint, there would be absolutely no chance of survival.

Therefore, even though Hun Ruoruo had once subdued the Black Demon Thunder, everyone present had no hope for it.

Seeing everyone sighing, Tang Ying, the chief of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion who had met the girl once before, finally couldn't hold back and whispered, "Grandpa, Miss Ruoruo, she..."

"No one can save us."

The Sword Master's eyes were tightly closed.

As if anticipating the other party's intentions, the old man sighed and said, "A demon phoenix saint with vigorous blood and energy, let alone me, even if her master Yao Chen came in person, it is destined that he would not be able to save her."

Tang Ying said with a hint of pity, "But Senior Medicine Venerable is a ninth-grade Grandmaster. With his reputation, how could the other party dare to kill her?"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Venerable shook his head: "Eagle, remember this: on this Dou Qi Continent, all methods are merely external forces. Only with sufficient cultivation can one have true power."

"If Venerable Medicine were to request the intervention of a true sage, perhaps there would still be a chance for this matter to turn around, but... alas."

At this point, a hint of helplessness appeared on the Sword Venerable's aged face as he slowly said, "As the three most domineering and protective families of magical beasts, how could the enmity between the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan be easily formed?"

Tang Ying fell silent.

Back then, during the Starfall Pavilion Tournament, Hun Ruoruo and Xiao Yan were so full of vigor. A group of geniuses couldn't even last three moves against Xiao Yan. But unfortunately, geniuses are just geniuses after all, and they will die young.

Saint-level experts, on the other hand, are geniuses who have defeated all enemies, undergone long years of tempering, and ultimately emerged victorious!

Both are geniuses, so the idea of ​​fighting beyond one's level naturally becomes a joke.
In mid-air, the girl's petite figure formed a stark contrast with the colossal statue, making her appear like a mayfly facing a mountain.

The hurricane stung her face, and the strong wind pressure pressed against her ears. Hun Ruoruo's hair, clothes, and even eyelashes were covered with a thick layer of frost, as if they would shatter into ice dust at the slightest touch.

At this moment, she seemed to have lost all her fighting spirit, turning into the weakest mortal. Even the air seemed to reject her existence, and she was completely banished from the world.

"Is this the method of a Saint-level expert?"

Hun Ruoruo could barely breathe; every tiny part of her body emanated fear and unease, which even her consciousness could not suppress.

She had fought against Dou Sheng before.

From the original Tongxuan Saint to Hun Miesheng and Xuwu Tunyan, it can be said that, in comparison, the Phoenix Clan Half-Saint before us is actually the weakest one.

But compared to before, this was the first time she had ever sensed such overwhelming killing intent.

The other party genuinely wanted her dead!
With these thoughts in mind, Hun Ruoruo calmed down completely, her eyes filled with a terrifying coldness as she let the life force within her slowly drain away.

"Soul Sea, Spirit Crossing." She murmured to herself.

The fleeting moment, under the blessing of the Heavenly Realm Soul, was extended indefinitely.

"Young man, stop making futile resistance."

The illusory figure's lips curled slightly, and it spoke in a voice transmission as if it had expected this: "I know that you possess a Heavenly Realm soul, but even if a Heavenly Realm soul can help you prolong this moment of thought, your body will ultimately not be able to react in time."

As a Saint-level expert, he naturally possessed a Heavenly Realm soul as well, and could easily guess Hun Ruoruo's thoughts.

But he did not intend to stop it, or rather, he could not stop it.

While a celestial soul can indeed extend the soul's thinking time indefinitely under its explosive power, it cannot slow down the flow of time in reality in the same way.

Therefore, the so-called accelerated thinking, given the huge difference in strength, is nothing more than watching one's own death process unfold, serving no purpose other than intensifying the fear in one's heart.

Thinking of this, the illusory figure was not annoyed at all, but instead watched with an appreciative look, clearly in a cat-and-mouse manner.

"Young man, it is your good fortune to convert to my Heavenly Phoenix Clan and become part of my blood and food."

The illusory figure had a holy expression, but a hint of evil was etched at the corner of its mouth.

"Ah"

Hun Ruoruo looked disdainful, her eyes filled with contempt: "Does a mere mongrel bird with degenerated bloodlines deserve to be converted by others?"

"No matter how much you imitate the ancient Heavenly Phoenix, it doesn't change the fact that you are just food for the Ancient Void Dragon!"

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The phantom's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and the Saint-level aura emanating from its body could hardly conceal its eerie nature.

Although he was a saint, the half-saint of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan was clearly incapable of being a saint in character. On the contrary, his vengeful nature, ingrained in his bones, would only grow stronger with his status and cultivation. He spoke coldly, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Now that our clan's ranking is on par with the Ancient Dragon of the Void, who dares to mention this matter again?"

After saying that, a flash of demonic light appeared between his brows, and he transformed into a delicate and small phantom of a demonic phoenix. Like an arrow released from a bow, he pierced through the void and shot towards Hun Ruoruo's direction!

"Soul combat techniques?"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes shone brightly, as if she had seen some kind of priceless treasure. "Well done!"

As the light in the girl's eyes flashed, an invisible purple light suddenly transformed into a gaping maw, which swallowed the soul fighting technique whole!
"laugh!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the terrifying, boundless holy soul consciousness instantly shook Hun Ruoruo's soul to the point of collapse. The tearing pain caused blood to seep from her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.

The next moment, Tianjing's soul reached its limit, instantly pulling Hun Ruoruo back to reality.

Seeing this scene, countless human powerhouses showed their reluctance, and some of the younger generation who had always admired Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but close their eyes, lamenting the fleeting nature of beauty.

"Alas, it seems that Old Monster Feng and Yao Chen are going to fight the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan to the death," the Sword Venerable sighed.

As a longtime friend of the Wind Venerable, he would never have stood idly by unless the other party was truly invincible.

Unfortunately, the opponent was facing a true saint!
Below the level of saints, none can rival him.
"Dare to devour my soul power? You're courting death." The phantom spoke indifferently, as if it had already foreseen the girl's fate.

The enormous phoenix dharma image pressed down, barely a hair's breadth away from her. The merciless wind and thunder blades, like a punishment from heaven, instantly tore her protective battle aura to shreds.

However, this deathly aura, which was enough to make anyone faint, did not frighten Hun Ruoruo. Instead, she revealed a bright and eerie smile and chuckled.

"I accept your attack."

"what?"

Before the phantom could react, a purple-gold book quietly appeared on the girl's chest in his sight. Countless ancient and heavy pages fluttered and turned like butterflies, finally settling on an ancient scroll painting of green mountains and clear waters.

It is indeed 'another world'.

The reason why Hun Ruoruo dared to face a half-saint and even took the initiative to meet the opponent's attack was that she relied on the Emperor Soul Technique she was currently cultivating!

Each page is a world, and as the master of a small world, she should naturally command all the power within it!
"Emperor Soul Technique, Three Thousand Worlds!"

With Hun Ruoruo's command, endless suction force erupted from the pages of the book, causing space to twist wildly. The colossal phoenix, whose size was completely disproportionate to the others, was swallowed up as if it had been thrown into the sea.

Everyone looked up in horror at that moment, their eyes filled with chaos, their minds completely blank.

The demigod's attack... vanished?
In that instant, the colossal statue, a thousand feet tall, vanished completely from bottom to top.

At this moment, the Phoenix Clan Half-Saint, who possessed supreme power and walked with an air of leisure, was momentarily stunned, a rare occurrence for him.

Just for this one moment.

The next moment, the enormous holy statue that had been sucked into the world, containing his full power, suddenly turned back as if it were a mirror image, and slammed into him with the force of chasing stars and the moon.

The majestic holy power and violent energy instantly tore the entire sky apart.

This incredibly swift and unpredictable scene was something even a saint could not possibly guard against. The unapproachable Phoenix Clan Half-Saint was like a giant ship falling from the sky, crashing into the dust in an instant.

Even the onlookers below were instantly thrown out, and when they opened their eyes again, they were horrified and turned deathly pale.

What appeared to be a flat wasteland had been transformed into a colossal abyss thousands of feet deep!

"Ahhh!" The Sword Venerable's old face was filled with terror, and he let out a stunned scream he had never heard before in his life.

A mere Dou Zun not only withstood an attack from a Saint-level expert, but even managed to defeat the Saint by using the opponent's methods, causing him to fall to the ground.

Let alone the present-day Central Continent, even looking at the entire history of the Dou Qi Continent, there is absolutely no way that such a terrifying and illogical thing could have happened!
The terrifying scene was enough to overturn common sense, and even a relatively inexperienced Dou Zun overlord was so frightened that he fainted. The even more horrified Dou Zong crowd let out a horrified roar.

Hun Ruoruo descended gracefully from the sky. Although her pretty face was as pale as paper, she still possessed beauty. Instead, she carried a fragility and delicacy that was completely different from before.

"I have heard that in your Heavenly Phoenix Clan, the males control thunder and fire, while the females control wind and thunder."

Looking down at the figure that had revealed its true form, she smiled faintly and said, "So it's a female."

In an instant, the beautiful woman with disheveled hair, resembling a fallen poultry, finally unleashed an almost twisted ferocity on her face.

An unprecedented rage and humiliation ripped the woman's proud and noble saintly facade to shreds. She slowly rose, her voice sharp and piercing, like that of a vengeful ghost, uttering each word through her teeth.

"court death!!!!"

(End of this chapter)