Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spirit Ball, Come Out, Haki Dance!

The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation assessment resulted in over 70% of the trainees being eliminated, leaving the remaining trainees on the verge of mental and physical collapse.

If they cannot adjust their situation in time, they will be ruthlessly eliminated.

"Senior sister, what kind of ten-thousand-year-old soul beast do you think the Spirit Hall will place in this Traceless Valley?"

Ye Xuan was also thinking of a solution. However, since it was the ultimate test given by the Spirit Hall, the ten-thousand-year-old spirit beast imprisoned in the valley could not be an ordinary creature.

"I'm not entirely sure either, but soul beasts that reach the ten-thousand-year level will develop a certain level of intelligence. Given the academy's style, they would never just randomly capture a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast to use for our assessment."

Hu Liena had heard that during the Golden Generation assessment twelve years ago, the one captured and imprisoned in the valley was a bloodthirsty bear that was nearly 15,000 years old.

It almost wiped out all the elite disciples of the Spirit Hall. Fortunately, the elders intervened in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

......

Speechless all the way.

Although Ye Xuan and his companions did not have a particularly smooth journey.

However, thanks to the precognitive abilities of mental detection, they still managed to eliminate all the elite disciples hiding in the shadows.

At dusk.

They are only about two kilometers away from the central valley.

Having been hungry all day, they solved their dinner problem with the meat of spirit beasts.

The Valley Without a Trace.

Rather than a valley, it's more accurate to say that someone used immense power to cleave the mountain in half from its midsection.

The cliffs were steep and the rocks were jagged. Ye Xuan led the three of them down the valley.

"Nana, do you know the origin of the Traceless Mountains?"

Yan looked at the smooth cliffs on both sides, his eyes filled with admiration and excitement.

Hearing his words, not only Hu Liena, but also Ye Xuan and Xie Yue were intrigued.

Tell me about it?

Yan cleared his throat and spoke.

"Actually, more than 20 years ago, this place was called the Broken Soul Mountain Range, a rare small gathering place for soul beasts within a hundred miles of Wuhun City."

"Back then, Sword Douluo's father, Chen Jianjun, challenged the Grand Elder with a cultivation level of 98 at its peak, and their battle took place right here."

Upon hearing Yan's explanation, Ye Xuan looked up at the smooth cliff face around him and the canyon that stretched downwards in front of him, and a very absurd thought came to his mind.

"Yan, you're not trying to say that this mountain was cleaved in two by the Grand Elder or Sword Douluo's father, Chen Jianjun, with a single sword strike, are you?"

"That's right, but the Grand Elder and Chen Jianjun were fighting in the sky at the time, while this Wuhen Valley was created by the aftershocks of Chen Jianjun's ninth soul skill."

Upon learning the origin of this place, everyone present couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

"My grandfather once said that during that great battle, the High Priest did not hold back because he respected Chenjian. In the end, Chenjian broke through the High Priest's angelic form, but he himself was also seriously injured and fell into a state of near death."

"And this Wuchen Mountain Range was the name that Chenjian-jun chose before his death. I heard that it means that there was no trace in the past and no trace in the present. Even in his final death, Chenjian-jun never resented the Grand Elder. After that, this place has always been called Wuchen Mountain Range."

As Yan finished telling the story, they arrived at the lowest point of the valley.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was filled with emotion.

"I never imagined that such a pure martial arts fanatic still existed in your human world. If I had his strength, I would definitely be living a life of comfort with a wife and children by now."

Upon hearing his words, everyone present, including Xiao Wu, rolled their eyes at him.

Thinking to myself, this big white silkworm is truly an eyesore, as always...

Meanwhile, the Demon-Slaying Douluo, who was secretly protecting Ye Xuan, followed from a distance.

In his view, with the strength of Ye Xuan and his three companions, becoming the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall was a foregone conclusion.

There was absolutely no need to provoke this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that was bound in the valley.

However, before Ye Xuan and his group even reached the edge of the valley, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm keenly sensed a dangerous aura.

"Ye Xuan, be careful! This is a ten-thousand-year-old pure spirit-type soul beast, the Evil Eye Tyrant!"

They heard the cries of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

Everyone present was startled.

A tyrannical evil eye monster of ten thousand years!

"Everyone, please note that the Evil Eye Tyrant's mental power is extremely strong, but his true form is only one eye, and his defense isn't very strong. We need to finish this quickly!"

As they spoke, Ye Xuan and Tian Meng used their mental simulation abilities almost simultaneously.

"Mental Simulation!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant, a ten-thousand-year-old creature, might be very troublesome to others, but to the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, whose mental strength far surpasses its own, it's like a father beating his son.

In an instant, with the help of Ye Xuan and Tian Meng, they were all disguised as inconspicuous pebbles.

The sun gradually sank below the horizon, while the moon slowly rose.

Strands of moonlight were constantly flowing into Xiao Wu's body.

Her originally slightly red eyes gradually turned silver under the moonlight.

Ye Xuan could also feel that his first soul skill had undergone a transformation under the blessing of the moonlight.

"Ye Xuan, the potential of the Evil Eye soul beast race far surpasses that of our Ice Silkworm clan. My current strength is still too weak. Our mental simulation is completely ineffective within a fifty-meter radius of the Evil Eye Tyrant."

Upon hearing Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's reminder, Ye Xuan frantically racked his brains for tactics.

He quickly made a decision.

"Yan, whatever you see or whatever happens later, just remember to unleash all your soul power towards the Evil Eye Tyrant at all costs."

"Senior Sister, Xie Yue, Xiao Wu, Tian Meng, wait for you all..."

From learning the current situation to revealing his idea in its entirety, the entire process took no more than thirty seconds.

However, Yan, the main force drawing fire, was feeling somewhat apprehensive at this moment.

"Ye Xuan, I know I wasn't nice to you before, but you can't really make me a sitting duck..."

Yan looked at Ye Xuan with a mixture of bitterness and ingratiation.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Ye Xuan or was judging a gentleman by his own petty standards; the main problem was that they were facing a ten-thousand-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant, and he was genuinely feeling guilty.

"Hehe, Brother Yan, don't worry. As long as you succeed, you will be the greatest contributor to killing the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast."

"Moreover, my plan requires someone with the greatest destructive power to completely disrupt the battlefield, so that we have a chance to deliver a fatal blow."

Hearing Ye Xuan say that he was the biggest contributor to this battle, Yan felt a little better.