Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 746 Soul Extinction's Loyalty
The Soul Realm, the Tower of Lamentation.

When Hun Miesheng's majestic figure, as imposing as a mountain, appeared in everyone's sight, it immediately drew the respect of countless passing clansmen. Some who had long heard of his fame even knelt down on the spot and worshipped him devoutly.

However, he did not pause for even a moment, and with a gloomy expression, he slowly walked towards the top of the tower.

Upon reaching the top of the tower, Hun Miesheng stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed open the heavy, cold door.

Inside the room, the girl sat quietly on a futon, seemingly lost in meditation, constantly absorbing the nourishment from the external spiritual energy.

Opposite her, a phantom old man's figure covered the pale white skeleton, exuding a divine aura and containing unimaginable pressure.

Gazing at the unbelievable scene before him, Hun Miesheng's pupils contracted and his heart suddenly raced.

"This is... physical body refinement?!"

Hun Miesheng was utterly shocked. He was absolutely certain that if those ancient beings with half their bodies buried in the ground were to witness this scene, it would unleash a terrifying storm.

Hun Ruoruo, who was standing to the side, seemed to notice the noise. She casually lifted her eyelids, then quickly closed them again.

Seeing this, Hun Miesheng immediately understood the other party's intentions and knelt on one knee, sighing, "Your subordinate Hun Miesheng greets Miss."

No one would have imagined that the powerful Dou Sheng, who was previously revered by the outside world and whose power was unmatched, would suddenly bow down to a young girl.

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo showed no surprise whatsoever, not even opening her eyes again, and lazily asked, "Palace Master, you've come uninvited. Is there something Father has to tell you?"

Hun Miesheng said with a wry smile, "The competition for the position of young clan leader has already spread throughout the clan. As the clan leader, it is impossible for him to disrupt the order at this time."

"Oh?" Hun Ruoruo finally opened her eyes. "Since the Palace Master knows that the competition is imminent, why did you choose to visit me at this moment?"

She curled her lips slightly, a half-smile playing on her lips, and said, "Given your status, shouldn't you also avoid any appearance of impropriety?"

The soul perishes, life is silenced.

As the Lord of the Soul Hall and the head of the Soul Judgment Hall within the Soul Clan, his every move undoubtedly represents the decision of the entire power behind him. Once he chooses a side, not only will other clansmen know, but even the Soul Emperor, who is the clan leader, will be aware of his movements.

As a subordinate personally appointed by the Soul Emperor, serving two masters simultaneously is undoubtedly the most dangerous and foolish choice.

Even as a Dou Sheng, a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Thinking of this, Hun Miesheng gritted his teeth, and his imposing body crashed to the ground like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar toppling. "Your subordinate, Hun Miesheng, is willing to serve Miss as his master!"

This bow caused the entire world to tremble.

The girl, who was in the direction that Soul Extinction was facing, was under immense pressure, as if it would destroy her along with her consciousness.

The loyalty of a saint is far rarer and more terrifying than that of a demigod. If one does not have sufficient strength to match it, it is not impossible for one to die instantly.

The worship of a saint contains the awe-inspiring power of his lifelong beliefs and will, which is something that ordinary people cannot withstand.

For Hun Miesheng, this was undoubtedly his final test.

However, for Hun Ruoruo, this was no longer a difficult task.

"A boring trick."

She let out a cold snort, and quietly activated the Emperor Soul Technique. The original pressure on her body was instantly absorbed into her small world and completely dissipated.

When she faced Feng Lin, Hun Ruoruo had already grasped a sliver of the threshold of the Emperor Soul Technique.

Therefore, even though Hun Miesheng's cultivation was far stronger than that of a half-saint, a mere pressure could not possibly have any effect on her, let alone cause her any harm.

“Soul Extinction, I should have said it long ago: you are the one who has nowhere to turn, not me.”

Hun Ruoruo smiled, her expression playful: "Now that Master's body is complete, achieving true Ninth Rank is only a matter of time. With your current state, how can you possibly impress me?"

Offering help in times of need is always more valuable than adding to someone's success.

If Hun Miesheng had chosen to surrender when he first returned to the Soul Clan, Hun Ruoruo would naturally not have been harsh on him at all, just like Mo Yu back then.

For her now, hatred is secondary; only real benefits are worth considering.

Although Hun Miesheng's strength and status are still incredibly revered, he is no longer worthy of Hun Ruoruo's invitation! Hun Miesheng's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and respectfully said, "Please enlighten me, Miss."

"loyalty."

Hun Ruoruo spoke indifferently.

In an instant, Hun Miesheng's expression changed drastically.

But then the girl slowly stood up, her white hair flashing like cold fire, looking down at the tall man below her: "The loyalty of the Soul Palace is still acceptable. Compared to those shrewd old men, an obedient and loyal dog might be more pleasing to me."

Every word Hun Ruoruo uttered carried immense humiliation, as if she wanted to strip away the dignity and respectability belonging to a Dou Sheng, leaving no room for compromise.

But Hun Miesheng, who was usually fierce and cold-blooded, seemed to have a different personality at this moment. His eyes were unusually calm, without the slightest rebuttal, and not even a trace of anger could be found.

More than anger, he felt fear at that moment.

The reason why Hun Miesheng was afraid of the other party in the past was only because of Hun Tiandi's power. But now, even if we put aside their identities, Hun Ruoruo has completely secured a place in the Hun Clan.

Now she has become quite influential, and
Unstoppable.

"Please give your orders, Your Majesty."

Hun Miesheng's dry lips parted, and he spoke with some difficulty.

From this point on, the title "Your Majesty" completely changed its target audience.

Upon hearing this, a sinister smile flashed across Hun Ruoruo's face, and her voice softened slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, the Central Plains must be condemning the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan right now, right?"

Hun Miesheng dared not be negligent and nodded in response: "As Your Majesty said, under the leadership of the Myriad Swords Pavilion in the Northern Region, the human forces are now in a state of high morale, and their relationship with the Beast Domain is extremely tense."

Although the Sword Venerable's strength was not top-notch, his reputation and status were extremely high. He had many connections and influence in the Central Continent, so news of him spread very quickly.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan was furious because their own half-saint had gone missing and they had been unjustly blamed. They had already issued orders to find Feng Lin, whether he was alive or dead.

The loss of a half-saint is absolutely enough to provoke the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan into war with the major forces of the Central Continent!
"very good."

Hun Ruoruo smiled coldly, raised her hand and made a grasping motion, and a beautiful figure bound hand and foot was pulled out from the small world.

"This...this is the Phoenix Clan's Half-Saint?!" Soul Extinction was filled with doubt and surprise.

“Take her to the Beast Domain. With her Saint-level survival ability, every piece of flesh can be pieced together to form a complete body. In addition, I happen to have some bones of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan here. If we calculate it, we can probably piece together more than a dozen.”

Hun Ruoruo narrowed her beautiful eyes, her gaze sparkling: "The Heavenly Phoenix Clan has always placed great importance on the remains of its members. In addition, this scraggly bird has fused with the essence and blood of the ancient Heavenly Phoenix. I'm sure the Heavenly Phoenix Clan would gladly accept even the highest price."

Hun Miesheng felt something was amiss as he listened, his eyes widening: "Your Majesty, are you trying to extort the Heavenly Phoenix Clan?"

"Otherwise what?" Hun Ruoruo looked at him strangely. "The Soul Palace has been operating in Zhongzhou for so many years, yet its reputation is only known among humans. Don't you think we should expand our business?"

Hun Ruoruo's idea was simple: since the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan loved to eat their own corpses so much, given the importance of this half-saint's remains, she would probably grit her teeth and buy it no matter how valuable it was.

With Hun Miesheng suppressing the situation from the side, it became impossible for the other party to resolve the matter by force.

Isn't that the perfect solution?
"This"

A rare moment of blankness flashed in Hun Miesheng's eyes.

However, just as he picked up the beautiful woman and stiffly prepared to get up and leave, he suddenly heard a girl's soft cry—

"Oh, right, don't forget to bring her soul back. She's different from other magical beasts; she's a Heavenly Realm soul, which is very valuable."

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Hun Miesheng's vision went black, and his body trembled. The dignified Dou Sheng almost tripped over himself.

This newly recognized master, like the one before him, is a truly ruthless demon who devours people without spitting out the bones.
(End of this chapter)