Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 874 Ruoruo: Xiao Xuan is actually my weapon spirit? (4k2, bonus chapter!)

Snowflakes were falling heavily from the sky.

The snow, as white as newly born goose feathers, quietly changed color at this moment, emitting an eerie crimson hue.

The strong stench of blood was so intense that even though Xiao Xuan had completely abandoned his former body, he still couldn't help but feel a choking sensation.

"My old friend, it seems that I did not return empty-handed from that great battle."

A glint flashed in Xiao Xuan's eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

As the only formidable rival of the Soul Emperor in his life, even though he has now been defeated and perished, he is destined not to be led by the nose forever.

And those seemingly unreasonable words from before actually contained a test—

He discovered that the man before him was not truly devoid of desire and emotion!
Actually, it makes sense. If the other party were truly as heartless and ruthless as before, how could they possibly take the initiative to get together with someone else and even have children?
Therefore, there is only one answer.

That self-destruction not only destroyed Xiao Xuan's physical body, but also left the Soul Emperor with a slight opening.
One, a flaw called emotion.

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The Soul Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, surprisingly, he suppressed his anger and said calmly, "If even an opponent I personally approve of cannot inflict any injury on me, wouldn't that prove that I, like Gu Yuan, am also blind and ignorant?"

"If you still wish to spar once we return to the Soul Clan, I can have myself accompany you."

The calm words conveyed an undeniable air of dominance to everyone present.

Even after openly acknowledging his own shortcomings, he still didn't believe anyone could challenge his authority.

"very good!"

Xiao Xuan's eyes lit up; instead of being surprised, he was delighted and laughed loudly, "That's exactly what I've been waiting for! Now, tell me, how should we move this Heavenly Tomb?"

"If we only possess the Heavenly Tomb itself, we probably wouldn't have this ability, right?"

As a complete imperial realm, the difficulty of relocating the Heavenly Tomb is undoubtedly extraordinary.

Otherwise, given the Xiao clan's status at the time, they would never have chosen to jointly rule with the ancient clan.

Of course, even so, he was also well aware that since the Soul Emperor had this idea, he must have already prepared a countermeasure.

Upon hearing Xiao Xuan's words, the Soul Emperor did not say anything more, but instead turned his gaze to the blue-haired girl beside him.

"Senior, there's no need to worry."

Hun Ruoruo understood immediately and gracefully stepped forward.

She lightly tapped her index finger, and the Emperor Soul Technique immediately moved without wind, from which a golden-embossed page quietly emerged.

"Simply incorporate this Heavenly Tomb into the Emperor Soul Technique, and all problems will naturally be solved."

"Haha, you really are the most thoughtful girl!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan nodded in agreement without hesitation, finding the beautiful young woman before him increasingly pleasing to the eye.

This is one of the benefits of cooperating with the Soul Clan.

Not only did he become the Lord of the Heavenly Tomb, but he also enabled his successor to comprehend the Divine Sense of the Dou Di and create his own divine abilities. Even the Soul Emperor's most treasured darling daughter was sent over along with him.
How could there be such a wonderful start?

Before the opening of the Heavenly Tomb this time, this was something Xiao Xuan would never have dared to dream of!
"You're incorporating the Heavenly Tomb into the Emperor's Soul Technique, right? Don't worry, little girl, with the Ancestor here, you'll never suffer the slightest harm."

Unknowingly, he had elevated his seniority by a few ranks. Xiao Xuan turned around with a smile, about to make a move, when he suddenly realized something was amiss—

"Wait, incorporate the Heavenly Tomb into the Emperor Soul Technique?"

His eyes widened, and he suddenly transformed into human form, staring intently at the girl before him: "Girl, if I remember correctly, the master of the Emperor Soul Technique seems to be you, right?"

"Thanks to my father, Ruoruo is indeed in charge of the Emperor Soul Technique now."

Hun Ruoruo blinked, then activated the Emperor Soul Technique, revealing the soul imprint above her.

"this--"

With a "whoosh," Xiao Xuan's face turned pale, and he stammered for the first time ever, "So, in other words, if I, as the Lord of the Heavenly Tomb, were to enter your Emperor Soul Technique, wouldn't that mean I'd be... I'd be done for?"

"To be precise, they are indeed servants."

The white-robed scholar suddenly spoke, finally revealing a slight smile: "But old friend, there's no need to worry. We cultivators have never been concerned about such identities."

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject, saying in a leisurely tone, "Of course, if you are willing to call my daughter 'master,' I am not unwilling to make an exception and call you 'ancestor,' how about that?"

In an instant, Xiao Yan and Hun Ruoruo had strange expressions, while Xiao Xuan, who had transformed into the Heavenly Dao of the Small World, turned pale and then red, gritting his teeth and pointing at the scholar's nose while cursing loudly.

"I knew it! You Soul Clan are indeed a bunch of treacherous and cunning rats!!"

"I knew it! The Xiao clan is indeed a bunch of treacherous and cunning rats!"

On the square, Tongxuan's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he was so angry that he was almost going mad.

Upon hearing this, the white-robed man beside him seemed unable to contain his fear any longer and said tremblingly, "Elder Tongxuan, why don't we retreat first and wait for Elder Gusheng to suppress that Soul Palace Master?"

"retreat?"

Tongxuan's eyes turned cold as he slapped him to the ground, cursing, "If we retreat now, how can I, Baipao, compete with Jinxiu? Are we just going to wait for Gu Sheng to steal all the credit?!"

The sudden divine might sent the white-robed man flying backward, coughing up blood.

Seeing this brutal scene, the other white-robed members on the field had an expression of indifference, their faces completely numb.

That expression made it seem as if the scene before him had been played out countless times before.

"Yes, but."

The white-robed man struggled to his feet and said with a forced smile, "Elder Tongxuan, you should know that Xiao Yan, taking advantage of the Heavenly Tomb, comes out every day to use his Fire Lotus Fighting Technique."

"In just four days, he killed a hundred of our clan's Dou Zun elders. Even the Gu Shan clan elder almost perished due to his severe injuries!"

Mentioning the Fire Lotus Fighting Technique, a hint of unconcealed fear flashed in the eyes of everyone on the field. Even Tong Xuan, who was furious, couldn't help but tremble, and his lips quivered.

Clearly, the mysterious and unpredictable Fire Lotus Fighting Technique has become a shadow over all the members of the clan council who are currently participating in the battle.

Including demigods!

This remarkable achievement was actually accomplished by a down-on-his-luck descendant of the Xiao clan, whom they looked down upon the most.

"Bastard thing!"

Tongxuan flung his sleeve and roared like a madman, "Are the other elders dead? Why haven't they come to our aid yet?!"

Because of the Soul Extinction Technique, almost all the powerful members of the ancient clan below the five-star Dou Sheng level were intercepted by the opponent single-handedly.

As for cultivators below the level of half-saint, they are simply not worth the attention, so naturally they are not targeted much.

For this reason, Tongxuan could only place his hopes on the elders who had a very good relationship with him.

The man in the white robe was drenched in cold sweat, his voice becoming weak: "Actually, it used to exist."

"What do you mean by 'it already existed'? Explain yourself!"

"Apart from us white-robed and gold-sleeved members, the elders of the other scattered factions all believe that these remnants of the Xiao Soul Alliance have no supply capacity and will only grow weaker with each battle, so they are unwilling to be the first to take the lead."

At this point, the white-robed man paused, seemingly hesitant to continue, but ultimately persisted: "And the elders of our faction, after seeing Elder Gushan's severely injured and dying state, all temporarily abandoned their plans to enter the barrier." "And so, no one was willing to come in anymore."

"What did you say?!!!"

The image of the hypocritical and obsequious elders flashed through Tong Xuan's mind, causing him to tremble. Just as he was about to say something, a familiar voice echoed from the massive gate of the Heavenly Tomb behind him—

"Oh, Elder Tongxuan, we meet again."

The young man's smiling voice, however, now sounded like a chilling voice from the depths of hell, instantly sending shivers down everyone's spines.

"You, Xiao Yan!!"

Seeing the handsome and radiant young man, all the elders on the field turned ashen-faced, as if they had lost their parents.

At this moment, not a single member of the large clan council dared to step forward and make a move.

They were truly terrified of being beaten.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow and casually smiled, "No need to worry, I don't plan to use the Fire Lotus fighting technique today. I'll just settle things with my fists and feet, how about that?"

After saying that, he shrugged, as if to prove that he had not used spatial power.

"Xiao Yan."

Tongxuan slowly flew into the sky. Before anyone knew it, the expression on his face had become unusually calm, without a trace of anger.

"I admit that your talent has far exceeded the imagination of all of us to have reached this point."

His expression remained calm and composed as he said, word by word, "If I had another chance, I would rather give up my own life than fail to kill you two at Canaan Academy."

Xiao Yan shook his head: "Unfortunately, you can't do it."

"Yes, I can't do that."

A hint of self-mockery flashed in Tongxuan's eyes as he said with relief, "With that person around, the only one in our clan who can rival him is our clan leader."

"Your rise was already unstoppable."

Hearing Tongxuan's words of sudden enlightenment, Xiao Yan frowned, but ultimately showed no pity or sympathy, saying indifferently, "Isn't it a bit too late to say these things now?"

Tongxuan smiled slightly, but remained noncommittal: "I receive a salary and obey orders."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient and magnificent wave suddenly surged from the old man's body.

In an instant, the sky within the barrier darkened, the blazing sun in the heavens vanished, and in its place appeared the slowly setting sun.

The dark golden light was reflected in everyone's pupils.

"Then what is that?!"

The crowd collapsed to the ground, staring in disbelief at the scene before them, as if on a pilgrimage.

"Elder Tongxuan actually used the Ancient Sunset?!"

In the sky, Gu Sheng looked astonished, and was also deeply shaken.

Those who unleash the most powerful divine abilities of their ancient races often meet only one fate—

"I am but a member of an outsider clan, and I have only been able to get to where I am today because of the kindness and favor of the guild leader. For his sake, even if I perish, I will swear to serve him to the death!"

Tongxuan's face was contorted, his aged skin turned withered, and he exuded an unprecedentedly cold killing intent.

"Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan, die!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dazzling sunset, carrying the full power of Tongxuan's life's battle qi, crashed down towards Xiao Yan!

Seeing this, Xiao Yan showed no expression on his face. He didn't even intend to dodge. He simply quietly activated the power of his clan's markings.

Back then, when facing a semi-saint, he couldn't even muster the slightest resistance and could only let the other party judge Ruoruo and himself, deciding their life and death.

Now that he has actually stood in that position, he realizes that the opponent's strength is not as invincible as he thought.

A sad, thick barrier has been erected between the two of them.

Even if Tongxuan tried his best and risked his life, it would be to no avail.

"Unfortunately, the ancient clan's divine abilities are no longer useful to me," Xiao Yan said calmly.

The next moment, without any warning, the strongest attack of Tongxuan's life, which contained all his hard work, dissipated into the world without even causing a ripple.

The scene before him deeply shocked Tongxuan. Knowing he couldn't escape, he went almost insane, wildly waving his withered arms as he charged towards Xiao Yan.

"what!!!"

With Tongxuan's hysterical roar, the two figures suddenly collided!
On that day, Xiao Yan killed a half-saint of the ancient clan, and the Xiao clan's divine power, which had once suppressed the world, reappeared.

On that day, Tongxuan Saint perished, and countless elders who claimed to be his former friends stood up and righteously denounced Xiao Yan. As a result, the Clan Council posthumously conferred upon him the title of 'Honorary Clan Elder,' placing him on par with the real Clan Elders.

Unfortunately, though he gained fame, he was already dead.
at the same time.

Ancient clan, public cemetery.

As the final resting place of ordinary members of the ancient tribe, the ancient tribe's cemetery occupies almost an entire vast mountain range. Due to its remote location, few people come here except to mourn their relatives.

However, at this very moment, beside an inconspicuous tombstone, two figures stood slowly.

"Tick."

A single raindrop fell, followed by a rapid downpour that formed a thick iron curtain.

The girl stroked the stone tablet, oblivious to the torrential rain soaking her clothes and hair.

"Dad, did you see that?"

She tried to wipe the water stains off the stone tablet, but she couldn't get them clean no matter what she did. "Is the current clan council really the same force as the one my mother led back then?"

Upon hearing this, the weathered middle-aged man's lips moved slightly, and finally he slowly uttered a low murmur from deep in his throat: "The power of the clan elders is deeply rooted, and now the ambitions of the Soul Clan are growing daily. If we were to take action now, it would only threaten the very foundation of my ancient clan."

"Foundation?"

Xun'er scoffed, her bright golden eyes suddenly gleaming in the rain. "A mere half-saint, dares to call yourself the foundation of my ancient clan?"

"Our ancient clan is known as the 108 Saints, but who knows that nearly 70% of them are these so-called Half-Saints!"

"They can't even defeat Xiao Yan, who hasn't fully grown up yet. How can they possibly contend with the Soul Clan?!"

Gazing at the increasingly familiar face before him, Gu Yuan opened his mouth, a moment of disbelief flashing in his eyes: "Xun'er, you—"

"Kill them, when those old fogies of the clan council are in despair."

Xun'er interrupted him, her golden eyes filled with icy coldness, as if she regarded countless lives as worthless, her slender palm bones slowly clenching.

"Let them know that only you can stand against the Soul Clan!"
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