Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 843 Heavenly Tomb? Soul Palace! (Third Update!)
"Two divine-grade items?!"

Upon seeing the two on the field, Yao Yang's expression changed drastically. The remaining power of his bloodline instinctively made him feel fear.

He racked his brains and could not believe that Yao Xian's words, which seemed like alarmist talk to him, had actually come true so quickly!

Under the watchful eyes of the two saints of the Medicine Clan, the void in front of Hun Ruoruo rippled slightly, and the ancient and sacred phantom of the giant tree seemed to be summoned by the tomb, swaying slightly.

Such an absurd scene finally made Yao Yang unable to remain calm, and an unprecedented rage surged from his heart.

"You Soul Clan brats, how dare you devour my clan's bloodline! Aren't you afraid of being exterminated by the seven clans?!"

A blazing fire-attribute battle aura, like a raging wave, appeared on Yao Yang's body. Its terrifying and boundless holy might seemed to be about to crush the sky, carrying an unimaginable deterrent.

Even though a half-saint is merely an energy entity, the power it possesses is enough to easily suppress all non-saints.

This is an insurmountable barrier.

"Is this the strength of a half-saint?"

Gazing at the rising medicinal sun, which seemed as bright as the sun, even with the blessing of divine bloodline, Hun Yu still felt a chill run through his body and couldn't help but swallow hard.

However, even so, there was no sign of retreat in his eyes, but rather an extreme madness.

Hun Yu knew that if he wanted to survive against a powerful being like a half-saint, he had to face the challenge head-on. Any fear or hesitation would only hasten his death.

"With the young master and the prince consort here, I won't die, I won't die!"

Hunyu prayed frantically in his heart, then roared and charged forward with gritted teeth: "Come on!"

"Oh?"

Yao Yang's eyes narrowed, and his tone was icy: "Instead of choosing to run away, you're continuing to throw punches at me. Interesting."

Even so, he showed no mercy. With his palms together, countless burning giant trees plummeted from the sky as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

"The torch burns silently," Yao Yang murmured.

The world seemed to fall silent the next moment.

Countless blazing flames, like howling fire demons, used the giant tree as fuel to devour and spread outwards, burning away the air and turning the space into a void!

"What the hell is this?!"

Seeing the sacred flames that were still burning brighter and brighter in the void, Hunyu was terrified and immediately tried to rush outwards.

However, before he could escape a few steps, the giant burning tree falling from the sky completely sealed off the surrounding space as if it were grasping the heavens and the earth, and cut off all his energy of heaven and earth.

"No, young master, save me—"

Such an incomprehensible method immediately terrified Hunyu, and before he could even let out a scream, he was surrounded by countless giant trees and engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

"Hmph, a mere cultivator who has only undergone one transformation dares to challenge a Saint by relying on his divine bloodline. You Soul Clan are truly as fearless as ever."

Yao Yang's eyes were indifferent, as if he had merely crushed an ant, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. "It's truly not worth it to have our sage teacher buried with you all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned around, intending to kill Hun Ruoruo, who was confronting Yao Xian.

However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred!

Within that boundless sea of ​​fire, burning fiercely and intensely, for some unknown reason, a foul-smelling odor suddenly billowed up like thick smoke.

"what?"

Yao Yang looked astonished.

The next moment, a massive wave, like a torrent, crashed through the sea of ​​fire, spitting out the Soul Jade, whose body was as black as charcoal, like trash.

"cough cough"

Hun Yu clutched his chest, coughing violently and gasping for breath. His eyes were filled with relief at surviving the ordeal. "Luckily, I'm a lucky guy. I prepared this projection technique in advance. Otherwise, I would have been done for by this old bastard's one move!"

Upon hearing this, the surprise in Yao Yang's eyes gradually faded, followed by a half-smile: "I thought you little brat had some skills, but I never expected that you would survive by relying on projections of other people's fighting techniques."

With his Saint-level insight, he could easily see that the method used by the opponent was nothing more than a simulated combat technique engraved on a combat technique scroll, which was utterly worthless. After all, even if the projection contained a Heaven-level water-attribute combat technique, it was at best a side path and would be completely useless in front of a Saint-level expert.

"However, while your projection is impressive, it can only withstand one strike at most. Do you intend to use it to hold me back?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hun Yu suddenly took out a whole stack of water-attribute battle qi scrolls!
Yao Yang: "."

"I can't die."

Hun Yu slowly raised his head, a sinister smile now gracing his charred face. "Therefore, I urge you, senior, to fight me fairly and squarely!"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Looking at the strange girl in front of him, Yao Xian's handsome face, which had regained its youth, did not relax at all; on the contrary, it was unusually tense.

"I never imagined that even one of your subordinates would possess the strength to fight against a half-saint."

Yao Xian remained calm and said indifferently, "Yao Yang was once the most powerful attacker among the pride of my Yao clan. To be able to survive his attacks, that young man has a limitless future."

"You really think highly of him, Senior."

Hun Ruoruo chuckled, but her expression showed no sign of tension. "Aside from you using the Medicine Clan's divine power, that senior named Yao Yang doesn't actually have the strength of a half-saint."

"No matter what, a saint is a saint."

Yao Xian sighed, not dwelling on it, and raised his hand to seal off the surrounding space. "In that case, it seems that if I and you two were to fight to the death, it might save my Yao clan from extinction."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing the word 'extinction,' Hun Ruoruo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips. "It seems that your prejudice against my Hun clan runs deep."

"Girl, pretense and stalling will have no effect on me."

Yao Xian's handsome face was full of vicissitudes, seemingly overlapping with an old man's image, making him mysterious and unpredictable. "The divine power of my Yao clan was obtained by sacrificing my origin to achieve the only peak in this life. Before it is released, my strength will not weaken with time."

"You should know that there are only two ways to fight against a Saint-level cultivator: one is to possess abilities that originate from the same source as a Saint, and the other is to be able to unleash power that threatens a Saint-level cultivator."

Yao Xian spoke slowly and softly, his brows like swords, "I just don't know, which category do you belong to?"

The young man's voice was very calm. Although it contained no murderous intent, it was as if he were the embodiment of the world in control. Every word and action could determine Hun Ruoruo's life or death.

"what"

Hun Ruoruo suddenly smiled, her eyes not showing fear, but rather excitement and fervor. "Since senior is so eager to know, junior will naturally obey."

"Zi"

Suddenly, a strange thunderous sound quietly came from the direction of Hun Ruoruo. Immediately afterwards, countless strange arcs of white light and black lightning crackled and wrapped around the girl's delicate body, dyeing her sea-blue hair with an eerie hue.

Sensing the strange and unpredictable lightning, Yao Xian's expression changed drastically, and a strong sense of threat arose from the bottom of his heart.

"That, that's——"

Yao Xian's pupils constricted, and he gritted his teeth in disbelief, saying, "Black! Demon! Lightning!"

"The Heavenly Tomb treats human life with utter disregard, leaving so many remnant souls and energy bodies unattended, which truly pains this junior."

Hun Ruoruo raised her arm, revealing the deep purple token in the center of her palm, and said with a smile, "Since they are wandering ghosts, they should naturally be under the jurisdiction of my Soul Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud buzzing sound suddenly emanated from the originally silent and deep token, and the scorching heat even made the token glow red and hot.

The next moment, tens of thousands of chilling iron chains swept out wildly, as if sealing off the sky and locking the earth, completely enveloping the entire tomb in a purgatory forged by iron chains.

Boundless, eerie demonic lightning flashed continuously on the iron chains. The fluctuations, which were enough to frighten even a half-saint, were even more ferocious when targeting energy bodies, like a steel behemoth that completely surrounded Yao Xian!

"This"

Sensing the chilling fluctuations of the soul chain, Yao Xian's expression finally changed drastically at this moment:
"How can this be?!!"
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