Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 774 The Descendant of the Xiao Clan and the Miss of the Soul Clan (Third Update! Thanks to Yue Ning for being the Alliance Leader)

Outside the Gu Realm.

The light screen, which was originally only capable of transmitting images, somehow seemed to transcend spatial barriers, clearly conveying Hunfeng's extremely shrill screams throughout the entire arena.

"Bang, bang, bang!!"

The heavy punches, as muffled as thunder, seemed to tug at the hearts of everyone present, causing them to tremble wildly with each strike, even to the point of their legs going weak with fear.

Throughout history, there have been countless disputes among the young clan leaders, but a scene like this, where one side is unilaterally beating the former young clan leader, has never been recorded in history before.

It should be known that Hunfeng's majesty has long been deeply ingrained in the hearts of all the younger generation. Even many Saint-level experts dare not offend him due to his ruthless and vindictive nature, for fear of following in the footsteps of that clan elder.

Yet this terrifyingly ruthless man, whose fierce power had suppressed an entire generation, was now as wretched as a drowning stray dog, his pitiful screams seemingly piercing the heavens.
On the other hand, Hunfeng's opponent didn't even glance at him for a moment!

What utter contempt and disdain!

"That blood-red figure...could it be..."

On the stands, the old doctor, who had been clenching his fists, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment. In this extremely serious and dangerous situation, he actually felt a bit of amusement and exasperation.

"Little Yanzi?"

"Young Master Xiao Yan?!"

Compared to Yao Lao, Hun Miesheng was clearly more horrified at this moment.

He had witnessed Hun Ruoruo's extraordinary abilities when he first went to Yin Valley, and he immediately recognized her when she displayed them again.

However, compared to his former purity, the young man's current appearance was clearly more ferocious and violent. The terrifying fist wind, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a lion, made him feel a chill run down his spine.

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In the center of the stands, Hun Yuantian gripped the armrest tightly, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water, and he practically squeezed out a name through clenched teeth—

"The Ancient Dragon of the Void!"

With his insight and experience, he could tell at a glance that Hunfeng had no chance of winning whatsoever.

To compete with the Ancient Dragon of the Void in terms of physical strength is undoubtedly the most foolish and ridiculous decision in the world.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, "With such frequent use of external forces, Feng'er's defeat is not unjust."

"external force?"

The Void Devouring Flame seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Old man, have you really been lying in the coffin for too long that you don't even know who he is?"

Hun Yuantian frowned: "Who is it?"

The Void Devouring Flame smiled slightly and answered irrelevantly, "His surname is Xiao."

"Xiao"

In an instant, Hun Yuantian's pupils shrank, and a faint trace of horror appeared in his eyes. "You mean—"

The flames in Void Devouring Flame's pupils grew even deeper, and he whispered, word by word, "A thousand years have passed. Who sent you to your coffin back then? Have you already forgotten?"

Hun Yuantian's face twitched. A name he had almost deliberately forgotten was now like a persistent nightmare, lingering on his soul for a long time.

His body trembled violently, his face a mixture of resentment and fear, and finally, gritting his teeth, he uttered each word clearly:
"Xiao Xuan!"

The Gu Realm, the Wasteland.

Rolling sand and dust flew everywhere, swirling up pebbles and withered grass, creating a chilling atmosphere.

Under the almost frozen gaze of the crowd, the tall, youthful phantom finally stopped, casually flicking the blood off his fists.

Beneath him, however, Hunfeng had long since lost his human form.

His once-proud body now hung like a lump of rotting flesh above the broken bones, his skull cracked and his face distorted.

"Ahhh."

Soul Wind roared with all its might, but could not utter any decent human voice; its eyes were filled with resentment and fear.

Now that things have come to this, even if he is unwilling to admit it, he already knows that he has absolutely no chance of winning.

The position of the young clan leader is already set in stone.

Hun Ruoruo strolled over, her voice calm and undisturbed: "You lost."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Hun Li, Hun Ya, and the others all had complicated expressions, completely unexpected that the final outcome would be so absurd and laughable.

"Hehehe"

Hunfeng suddenly stirred, the remaining battle qi on his body barely managing to transmit his voice: "Since I began cultivating, Hunfeng, I have been fighting with all my might to save my life. But who would have thought that all these scheming over thirty years would ultimately be no match for a mere acquaintance? How pathetic, how laughable!"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo was not angry at all. Instead, she revealed a bright smile and sighed with regret: "If you had not chosen to possess my body and fought me in your full strength, I might not have been able to defeat you, a third-level Dou Zun."

"Unfortunately, you vicious dog, not only are your methods despicable, but your heart is also wicked. In the end, you'll reap what you sow, and you can't blame anyone else for it."

For some reason, after the young man's phantom appeared, Hun Ruoruo's attitude seemed to change. Instead of her previous indifference, she became more playful, which surprised Hun Yu and the others.

"Miss, this is truly devastating!" Hun Yu suddenly shivered, her face turning ashen with fright. She quickly stood up, "If I don't want to offend that woman, I'm afraid I have to get closer to that descendant of the Xiao clan. The clan leader is above me; it's not that I'm betraying the clan, but rather it's the inevitable trend of the times."

Hearing Hun Yu's strange, incoherent cries, Hun Li and Hun Ya exchanged a glance, both seeing a restless glint in each other's eyes.

This coward's ideas seem to never be wrong.
If you want to live, following him is the right thing to do!

As expected, upon hearing Hun Ruoruo's words, Hun Feng, who was still sighing, suddenly felt as if his throat had been choked, and his face turned purplish-red.

He gasped for breath, his anger turning into a mocking laugh as he roared, "Good, very good!"

At this point, the mad killing intent in Hunfeng's eyes was no longer hidden. He suddenly stood up, and a purple-gold light suddenly shone on his forehead.

"I admit that you did lose this battle for the position of young clan leader, but with such despicable methods, even if you had won, you would never have been able to take control of the Soul Clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-gold pattern on Hunfeng's forehead suddenly burst into flames!

"not good!"

Upon seeing this, Hun Yu's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "This mad dog, he's going to burn his own bloodline power!!"

"Burning bloodline?!"

Upon seeing the scene on the light screen, all the elders stood up at the same time, their faces extremely grim.

"Losing the Gu battle is bad enough, but he even wants to drag the young lady down with him. Hunfeng is truly audacious!"

Even the Soul Slayer, who had fallen into a state of slumber, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted sharply, "Extinction, stop him!"

Upon hearing this, Hun Miesheng immediately leaped into the air, unleashing his terrifying cultivation at the peak of the four-star Dou Sheng without reservation, causing the entire stands to shake violently.

However, it was too late.

Separated by two realms, even if Hun Miesheng temporarily gained the right to use the 'Guiyi Zhong', he could not possibly affect the power structure of the Imperial Realm in an instant.

It can be said that this final, life-for-life strike was Hunfeng's way of feigning weakness before unleashing a devastating attack with lightning speed!
"Miss, retreat immediately!!" Hunyu and the others shouted frantically.

“It’s too late!!!”

Even faster than them was the terrifying gale that swept across the entire area.

Three turns, four turns, five turns, six turns.
With the continuous burning of his bloodline, Hunfeng's cultivation level rose like a tidal wave, surpassing his peak in a short moment!

"Not enough!!" He laughed wildly, burning his last foundation and bloodline completely, transforming them into the purest battle qi, and fiercely rushing towards that final bottleneck.

"boom--"

A tremendous explosion resounded, causing the once-silent heart of Soul Wind to vibrate and tremble.

Dou Zun - Seventh Rank!!!
Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo frowned, as if her entire body had frozen in place. Forcibly suppressing her palpitations, she said coldly, "Seventh-level Dou Zun. With the strength of your meridians, even if you burned all your divine blood, you would probably only have the power for one strike, right?"

"so what?!"

Hunfeng threw his head back and laughed loudly.

"Now I have recovered to my peak, and my cultivation is even stronger than before." He turned to look at Hun Ruoruo, his eyes filled with a sinister ruthlessness that seemed to want to devour her. "Even if I only have the strength for one strike, it will be enough to kill you!"

"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for being so arrogant. Knowing you were no match for me at my peak, you still insisted on fighting me. Utterly foolish!"

The raging wind that blotted out the sky transformed into a tornado at this moment, and the incomparably sharp wind blades, even just one of them, could easily kill an ordinary Dou Zun!

But at this moment, there are a full hundred!

"Hahahaha! On the road to hell, with you, the Empress, by my side, I, Hunfeng, have no regrets!"

"Miss!"

Hun Miesheng's eyes grew increasingly gloomy, and his gaze toward Hun Feng was now filled with a murderous intent capable of upending the heavens and the earth.

He knew it was too late!

However, just as all the elders changed color and countless Soul Clan experts were filled with hatred, the girl who had been standing quietly in place, seemingly restrained by the pressure of a Seventh-Rank Dou Zun, suddenly curled the corners of her lips.

She raised her head, and a mischievous glint appeared in her beautiful, azure eyes.

Before her, a book gleaming with a faint light had quietly appeared, its countless pages fluttering like butterflies before turning to reveal a tattered scroll.

"Om-"

Suddenly, the pages emitted a strange and mysterious sound, carrying a faint Sanskrit chant, causing the patterns on the scroll to light up.

The next moment, before the nearly stunned eyes of countless people, the terrifying tornado, which was a hundred feet long, disappeared into the pages of the book as if it were a mud ox entering the sea, without producing a single splash.

The entire process took only a short moment, and even many elders didn't have time to react before the sneak attack that burned away life force with soul wind completely disappeared from the world, as if it had never existed.

"This"

"How can this be?!"

Hunfeng's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Hun Ruoruo lightly put away the book, her eyebrows like crescent moons, her cheeks like peach blossoms, and she said with a grin:
"Just kidding. Even at your peak, you'll still get crushed."
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3 updates, 8500 words! Thank you all for reading! This part of the story is coming to an end, and I hope you're all satisfied.
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