Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 122 No one knows Soul Guiding Jue better than me
An unprecedented feeling of weakness came over Su Yun's heart.

"I only have 10% of my fighting spirit left...

Su Yun's face turned slightly pale.

What Yao Xingji said was indeed correct. There was a huge gap between a five-star Dou Zun and a five-turn Dou Zun.

If Su Yun did not have the Dou Di sword intent, he would not have come here rashly.

Such a huge consumption is definitely not a problem of Dou Di's sword intent, but of Su Yun himself.

Even nine-star peak Dou Shengs like Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi may not have even one percent of the power of a Dou Emperor.

In other words, this sword intent is not something Su Yun can master now.

"Fortunately, the results were good."

Su Yun swallowed an eighth-grade Qi-replenishing pill and felt much better.

In front of him, an inky black flame was burning fiercely, and the surrounding void was torn apart by the burning, revealing cracks that were glowing with a faint light.

What is even more strange is that a strange wind sound can be heard from the depths of the flames. It does not sound like the flow of natural wind, but rather like countless wronged souls howling at the bottom of the abyss.

"Nine Nether Wind Flame, ranked tenth on the Strange Fire List, was born in the endless abyss of the extremely yin land and formed where the wind was the most violent...

But the true master of this fire is Yao Wanhuo, and the soul imprint he left behind is a bit difficult to deal with..."

Generally speaking, only when the owner of the strange fire dies will the soul imprint in the body of the strange fire dissipate and be refined again by the next person, unless the original owner takes the initiative to remove the imprint left on the strange fire.

Yao Wanhuo is a powerful Dou Sheng and possesses a celestial soul. Even Su Yun cannot erase the imprint of Yao Wanhuo's soul in a short time.

Su Yun frowned slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, a determination formed in his eyes. No matter how difficult it was, he had to do it. Once something came into his hands, there was no reason to return it.

The mighty sword intent in his body surged again like a tide, transforming into countless golden sword threads as fine as spider webs, which entwined with the burning Nine Nether Wind Flame.

Golden sword threads intertwined in a mysterious trajectory to form layers upon layers of sword seals. The powerful binding force firmly locked the restlessness of the flames within, preventing even the slightest fluctuation of its aura from leaking out.

This method cannot eliminate Yao Wanhuo's soul imprint, but it can isolate him from his perception of the Jiuyou Fengyan.

Then, when Su Yun returns to Nether Valley, he will naturally have plenty of ways to slowly concoct this Nine Nether Wind Flame. No matter how loyal and unyielding you are, and how much you sacrifice your life for the original owner, you will not be able to withstand the long years of torture and humiliation...

"There's still some finishing work to do."

Su Yun's mouth curled up, holding a crystal clear token in his hand. This was Yao Xingji's Soul-Guiding Jade.

"The Soul-Guiding Jade is like an iron lock, and the soul power of its owner is the only key... but who lets me hold the master key?"

Su Yun's fingertips moved slightly, and a strand of soul power as condensed as crystal quietly penetrated into the Soul Guiding Jue, turning into a silent message, piercing through the void like an arrow, and rushing towards the direction of the medicine world.

"No one understands Soul Guiding Jue better than me."

He flicked his robe sleeve slightly, and the Soul-Guiding Jade was lifted up by the invisible airflow and floated slowly to the side of Yao Xingji's head that had rolled to the ground.

The edge of the token still retained the warmth of the message, standing in stark contrast to the frozen horror in the dead man's eyes.

"What kind of reaction will the six ancient tribes have? It's really exciting..."

A sword intent flashed in Su Yun's eyes, and the space in front of him was like being cut open by an invisible sharp blade, leaving a crack of dim light. He stepped into it and disappeared quietly.

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At the same time, the pharmaceutical industry.

An old man with long red hair, dressed in a spotless moon-white robe, stood quietly in the alchemy room.

The ancient medicine cauldron in front of him was suspended in the air, and the mouth of the cauldron was filled with surging elixir energy, which sometimes turned into the phantoms of dragons and phoenixes, and sometimes condensed into galaxy patterns.

The old man's eyes were slightly closed, his fingertips constantly changing incantations as he focused intently on controlling the heat within the cauldron. Suddenly, his brow twitched almost imperceptibly, and he reached into his sleeve, retrieving a Soul-Guiding Jade that shimmered with a faint blue light. "It's a message from Yao Xingji."

Yao Wanhuo stroked his beard with his big hand. He had a very good relationship with Yao Xingji, otherwise he would not have lent him the Jiuyou Fengyan.

"This kid said before that he wanted to go to Danta to show off his power... I'm afraid he angered Danta and I'll have to clean up his mess."

Yao Wanhuo shook his head. Although Danta's strength was weaker than the Yao clan, as the leader of the alchemists on the continent, he had great appeal and should not be underestimated.

But fortunately, as long as Yao Xingji didn't go too far, he could save his reputation and get him out...

Yao Wanhuo thought so. He slightly closed his palm and gently stroked the edge of the Soul Guiding Jue with his fingertips.

The token trembled, and a light blue soul power escaped from the token, winding in the air like a stream of water, and in an instant condensed into several large, glowing characters.

"I found Xiao Jibai's whereabouts in Zhongzhou and am following him. Come quickly!!!"

"what!"

Yao Wanhuo was extremely surprised, and a look of joy instantly appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha... My love for him is truly worth it. This kid has accomplished such a great feat!"

Yao Wanhuo laughed with his head raised, his long red hair dancing wildly with his laughter. His figure turned into a shadow and quickly rushed towards the clan hall. He didn't even care about the ninth-grade elixir that was about to be completed.

"Clan leader!"

Yao Wanhuo quickly found the patriarch of the Yao clan.

The Medicine Clan leader had white hair and a gentle smile on his face: "Wanhuo, why are you so anxious?"

"Yao Xingji has found Xiao Jibai's whereabouts!"

"Oh?"

The Medicine Clan leader's expression turned serious: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. He sent an urgent message using the Soul Guiding Jue and is leading people to follow him! Let's notify the other five clans and quickly capture Xiao Jibai!"

The Medicine Clan leader extended his hand, a glint in his eyes: "No, don't tell the five clans yet, let's go and find out what's going on first.

If the intelligence is wrong, making such a big move will probably cause them to be dissatisfied with my Medicine Clan..."

Yao Wanhuo instantly understood the clan leader’s plan. He was trying to embezzle the Sword Emperor’s inheritance!
However, the inheritance of the Sword Emperor is so moving that the other five clans will probably do the same if they get the news first. It’s not their fault that the Medicine Clan is so unkind!

"We must hurry over here without delay. Xiao Jibai carries the complete Sword Emperor inheritance and possesses unparalleled combat power. If Yao Xingji is discovered, his fate will not be good."

Yao Wanhuo said: "Don't worry, he has the protection of a fifth-level Dou Zun elder.

Even if Xiao Jibai is a monster, he can never be a match for a fifth-level Dou Zun."

The head of the Yao clan felt relieved. He was not really worried about what had happened to Yao Xingji, but was afraid that he had lost Xiao Jibai.

"My Nine Nether Wind Flame is still in Yao Xingji's body. With this sense, I will definitely be able to know his location..."

Yao Wanhuo closed his eyes, his long red hair moved without wind, and a powerful soul power surged like a tide, and he began to sense the location of Jiuyou Fengyan.

A moment later, under the look of Yao clan leader Xu, Yao Wanhuo suddenly opened his eyes.

"How can this be?!"

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(PS: The previous article said Yao Wanhuo was a four-star Dousheng. This was wrong and has been corrected.)
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