Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 876 The True Strength of the Soul Emperor (Second Update!)
Ancient boundary, ceremony square.

After several days of relentless battles, even with Hun Miesheng's current cultivation level, he couldn't help but show signs of fatigue.

"Your Majesty."

He frowned slightly as he gazed at the densely packed Saint-level experts ahead, then whispered to those below, "May I ask, Young Master Xiao Yan, has His Majesty reunited with the Clan Chief?"

"Your Majesty?"

Upon hearing this unusual form of address, Xiao Yan was taken aback at first, then his pupils constricted slightly: "You mean Ruoruo?"

Seeing Hun Miesheng's expression, which seemed to acquiesce, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with shock, and his heart was filled with tremor.

You must know that he personally witnessed the other party's arrival in the Sound Valley and learned firsthand that the other party had come on the orders of the Soul Emperor.

Clearly, this terrifyingly imposing man must be a general serving under the Soul Emperor!
Now, in less than a few years, the other party has already abandoned his original identity and joined Hun Ruoruo's ranks. How incredible is that?

"Given your relationship with His Majesty, I believe there is no need for me to conceal anything."

Hun Miesheng's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was as steady as a mountain: "Based on my judgment, given the way the ancient clans operate, they will certainly not let this go after learning that you have killed a half-saint."

"I'm afraid that in no time, a true powerhouse who transcends the rules of the eight races will arrive."

"The rules of the eight clans?"

Xiao Yan silently repeated the other person's words, then, as if realizing something, his expression suddenly changed: "You mean..."

"good."

Hun Miesheng's face finally showed a trace of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice, "The opponent's cultivation level is very likely to have reached the level of a five-star Dou Sheng."

Five-Star Dou Sheng!

For the Dou Qi Continent, this is almost a mythical name.

Because those who reach this level of great power almost never show themselves in any situation, and ordinary people don't even have the right to know their names.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's face turned ashen, and he couldn't help but glance back at the Heavenly Tomb behind him, his vigilance already at its highest level.

"It seems that this time, I'm afraid I can't easily hide back in the Heavenly Tomb anymore." Xiao Yan sighed and smiled bitterly.

Hun Miesheng nodded, flicked his finger, and a strangely shaped token floated to Xiao Yan's front.

"This is my personal command token, and also the only command token of my Soul Palace. With this, your battle qi will be continuously replenished, which should be able to provide you with some assistance."

"Palace Master's Order"

Upon receiving the wondrous token, Xiao Yan felt as if the Dou Qi within his body was about to be tainted by the Soul Clan's aura, filled with sinister and dark fluctuations.

However, correspondingly, his previously withered meridians also became full again, and even began to operate wildly out of control.

"Thank you very much, Lord Palace Master."

Xiao Yan cupped his hands in greeting and accepted the gift without any hesitation.

On this battlefield where life and death are at stake, any hesitation or refusal could lead to death.

Seeing this, Hun Miesheng's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation, then he turned around, his blood-red eyes filled with overwhelming killing intent.

"Whether I can help Your Majesty and the Clan Chief clear the way depends entirely on the extraordinary abilities of your Xiao Clan!"

Hun Miesheng knew very well that the most crucial figure in whether the Soul Clan could win this time was not himself, nor even Xiao Xuan or the Soul Emperor.

It was this young boy and girl!
On the other side, inside the Heavenly Tomb.

"Girl, do you mean that if I want to become the master of this Heavenly Tomb, I must obey your commands?"

Looking at the stunningly beautiful young woman before him, who was said to be the wife of his great-grandson, Xiao Xuan's face was filled with frustration, and he couldn't help but say something.

"To be precise, it's not just you, even Father has to obey the orders of his juniors."

Hun Ruoruo smiled slightly and said, "After all, you should know that even the former soul of the Heavenly Tomb is destined to be unable to control the entire Heavenly Tomb. Only the two emperors, Xiao Hun and the other emperor, who created this place, can truly be called the masters of the Heavenly Tomb."

"And this power can only be granted by the Emperor Soul Technique, which was personally written by the Soul Emperor."

As the only primordial divine item in the world, in terms of bloodline purity, even the combined purity of Soul Emperor and Xiao Xuan is far inferior to that of Soul Ruoruo alone.

Therefore, rather than saying that the Heavenly Tomb tacitly acknowledged Xiao Xuan's existence, it would be more accurate to say that Hun Ruoruo tacitly acknowledged Xiao Xuan's existence.

She is the true daughter of Heaven.

"My old friend, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and time waits for no one."

The Soul Emperor's voice came at just the right time, with a hint of amusement in it.

"How dare you talk to me like that?!" Xiao Xuan was furious and cursed, "If we really followed this little girl's orders, not only would I lose face, but you old thief would also lose face!"

"A daughter doesn't have to be inferior to her father."

The Soul Emperor smiled meaningfully: "If she has the ability to command me, why can't I obey her?"

"you!"

Xiao Xuan felt a lump in his throat, and then angrily cursed, "Do as you please, I want to see what kind of trouble you two, father and daughter, can cause."

"Does this mean you agree, senior?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled, seemingly oblivious to the other person's resentment.

"Agreed? What's there to disagree with?"

Xiao Xuan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Even your old man, who never suffers a loss, doesn't care. What do I have to care about? Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, a sly glint flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes. Just as she was about to say something, a grief-stricken roar came from behind her—

"Damn humans! I am not yet dead, and you are already dividing up the spoils of war. This is outrageous!"

Its eyes were ferocious, devoid of any trace of the Dao, its entire body a twisted soul, covered in a chilling black mist.

The evil intentions of the Dou Di have finally revealed their true nature once again!
"That rascal"

Seeing the scene before him, Xiao Xuan seemed to realize something, his expression changed drastically, and he said, "Oh no, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb is about to self-destruct!!"

"I cannot become the Heavenly Dao, and neither are you!!"

The soul of the Heavenly Tomb roared madly, and the bodies formed from countless twisted souls expanded wildly at this moment, as if they had turned into a strange sac, bulging and dripping with foul-smelling rotten water.

However, upon seeing this scene, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face remained unchanged. With a single move of the Emperor Soul Technique, she sealed the entire space of the Heavenly Tomb.

“Father, I beg you,” she whispered.

The next moment, the white-robed scholar gracefully stepped forward, raised his hand, and placed it directly on the ever-expanding skin.

"Wha, what?!"

Xiao Xuan was shocked, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Soul Clan Chief!"

The Soul of the Heavenly Tomb hissed intermittently, then let out a chilling laugh like that of a vengeful ghost: "With the Emperor Soul Technique, I indeed cannot kill that woman, but with you and Xiao Xuan buried with me, this trip will not have been in vain, hahahahahaha!!"

With its chilling, eerie laugh, countless arms of souls split off from the originally swollen skin and then tightly wrapped around the Soul Emperor's arm!

"He actually wanted to devour that old thief!"

Xiao Xuan's face showed horror, and he almost shouted sharply, "Soul Emperor, what are you doing? Retreat at once!!"

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

Suddenly, the white-robed scholar took out a fan covered with downy feathers, raised his hand and swung it down, cutting off half of his own arm.

Immediately afterwards, the severed half of the arm seemed to possess a spirit, suddenly turning into a pool of blood that completely enveloped the enormous body of the Heavenly Tomb Soul, which was large enough to blot out the sky.

"Take a picture."

The scholar murmured softly.

The next moment, the blood that enveloped the heavens and earth suddenly receded, and then continuously squeezed and compressed the body of the soul of the Heavenly Tomb, emitting a soul-devouring sound that sent chills down one's spine.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

With a shrill scream that was almost inhuman, the blood completely receded, transforming back into the shape of an arm, which the scholar caught steadily in his hand.

The only difference was that the skin on his arm, which was originally as smooth and smooth as jade, had now turned as black as ink, as if countless wronged souls were howling and screaming inside.

At this moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Countless energy beings watching from below, including Xiao Xuan, who claimed to know the Soul Emperor best, were stunned and showed a rare look of bewilderment.

Only Hun Ruoruo showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, she displayed an expression of utter indifference.

"hehe."

After a long pause, the scholar smiled gently, casually brushed the dust off his clothes, and said softly, "Someone like you is worth at most an arm of this avatar of mine."

(End of this chapter)