Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

How could a low-level Dou Zun possibly suppress two veteran mid-level Dou Zun head-on? Has the world gone mad?

Their eyes met quickly; years of working together had given them an instant understanding.

This can't go on; we have to use a decisive move!

"Blood Qi Chases Soul!" an elder suddenly roared, his figure rapidly retreating while his hands formed a strange hand seal.

His body blazed with crimson light, and countless bloodworms seemed to wriggle beneath his skin. Then, with a few hissing sounds, thick black gas mixed with dazzling crimson shot out.

These black wisps did not attack in a straight line, but rather meandered and moved through the air like living things, quickly weaving into a blood-red net that enveloped Cai Die from above. Not only did it block all her escape routes, but the blood-red color also carried a sinister effect that disturbed her mind and eroded her fighting spirit.

Almost at the same time, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of another elder, and black mist surged in his palm. Several nails, which were pitch black and no more than an inch long, appeared out of thin air, exuding a chilling aura that made one's soul tremble.

"Soul-Destroying Nails! Go!" he roared, flicking his wrist as several black nails silently merged into the space and disappeared.

This is a rare soul-attack combat technique that specifically damages the soul. Once hit, at best the soul will be damaged and combat power greatly reduced, and at worst the soul will be completely destroyed!

Finally, the elder who had initially used "Blood Qi Soul Chasing" retreated and formed hand seals, while simultaneously flicking his left hand. A black flame, burning faintly and constantly changing shape, exuding the ferocious aura of a beast, roared out and followed closely behind the blood-red net, rushing straight towards the colorful butterfly!

This was a kind of beast fire that he had managed to subdue in his early years. Although its power was not as great as that of strange fire, it was ruthless and difficult to deal with. It would ignite as soon as it touched the flame and was extremely difficult to extinguish.

The triple killing move arrived in an instant! The coordination was flawless, clearly intended to severely injure or even kill Butterfly in one fell swoop!

"boom--!!"

A crimson net descended, the Soul-Destroying Nails pierced through the void, and black beast fire surged forth. The violent energy collision triggered an explosion, and the location of the colorful butterfly was instantly engulfed by dense black and red smoke. The raging energy turbulence tore the surrounding ground to shreds.

The two elders of the Soul Hall were slightly out of breath, staring intently at the center of the smoke, a hint of smugness flashing in their eyes.

With such a combined attack, even if this girl is incredibly strange, she'll be badly injured if she doesn't die!

However, their smiles froze completely on their faces before they could fully open.

"hiss--!"

A sharp screech, as if it could tear your eardrums apart, suddenly rang out from the smoke!

That wasn't a human voice, but the roar of some ancient, ferocious beast! Immediately afterward, an enormous shadow burst through the smoke!

It was a giant tail covered in bluish-black scales!

The scales reflected a cold, hard luster in the morning light, and the tail tip, accompanied by a terrifying whooshing sound, lashed out like a collapsing mountain range with overwhelming force towards the two dumbfounded elders of the Soul Hall!

Wherever the giant tail passed, the air was completely sucked out, and space was distorted and cracked. Its power was nothing like that of someone who had just suffered a serious injury.

The third battlefield.

The scene here was far more tragic than the other two places.

The land was ravaged, with huge craters, bottomless sword marks, and crisscrossing furrows dug out by violent energy. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the lingering aftershocks of energy.

Of the more than ten Soul Hall elders who had originally surrounded Su Baichen, only two figures remained standing, both with unstable auras and injuries.

Su Baichen slightly bent one knee, using his sword to support his body. His clothes were badly torn and stained with blood in many places. His face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. The once surging battle aura around him had become weak and chaotic, indicating that he had exhausted himself and was seriously injured.

However, even in this state, beneath his feet and on the surrounding battlefield-like land, lay the corpses of three high-level Dou Zun, five mid-level Dou Zun, and several low-level Dou Zun!

Limbs severed, souls scattered, all were victims of his sword!

At this moment, his only remaining opponents were the Soul Palace Heavenly Venerable, whose aura was the most powerful and who had already reached the level of a second-stage Dou Zun, and... the Soul Palace Elder, whose eyes were now filled with resentment, cunning, and fear, whom he had once blown up with a puppet.

The Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Palace had a somber expression. His black robe sleeves fluttered without wind, and the space around him slightly distorted, revealing the intense turmoil in his heart and the injuries that had not yet healed.

He stared intently at Su Baichen, his eyes filled with an extremely complex mix of emotions—shock, rage, fear, and a hint of unbelievable absurdity.

He is one of the nine Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Palace, with the cultivation of a Fifth-Rank Dou Zun, making him a renowned powerhouse throughout the entire Dou Qi Continent.

He personally led the team, laid a tight net, and had more than ten Dou Zun assisting him. He thought that capturing Su Baichen was a sure thing.

But what was the result? After a fierce battle, almost all of his senior subordinates were killed or wounded, and he himself was also covered in dirt and suffered serious internal injuries from Su Baichen's fierce fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries and fighting to the death.

The opponent had only suffered some injuries and had his fighting spirit depleted!

Chapter 251 Su Baichen and his two companions VS the Soul Palace (3)

What enraged him even more was that when he glanced at the useless old man beside him out of the corner of his eye, the murderous intent in his chest was almost uncontrollable.

That bastard! During the fight just now, there were at least two fatal attacks, both of which were caused by this bastard secretly tripping up his companions and pushing them in front of him to create the opportunity for him to sneak attack Su Baichen!

The shocking injuries on Su Baichen's body were nearly two-thirds due to his own efforts, and the rest were almost entirely thanks to this bastard betraying his teammates!

"Su Baichen, you're dead!"

The elder seemed to have forgotten his previous embarrassment. Seeing Su Baichen's weakened state and with his own Heavenly Venerable by his side, he regained his courage and pointed at Su Baichen, shouting sternly.

"You have killed so many of my Soul Palace's elders, your crime is unforgivable! Once I capture you, I will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, making you suffer all the cruelest tortures in the world, wishing you were dead!"

Upon hearing this, Su Baichen's pale face revealed an extremely strange expression, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, which aggravated his wound, and he couldn't help but cough lightly before scoffing, "Cough cough... You old dog, your shamelessness is truly astounding."

"Open your dog eyes and look. Most of these 'colleagues' lying on the ground died because they took a sword for you and my fatal blow, didn't they?"

"But in your mouth, it's all become my doing? Tsk tsk, with someone as 'righteous' and 'selfless' as you, how could the Soul Palace not close down sooner?"

After saying that, he raised his hand, which was not holding a sword, with great effort but with unusual determination, and raised a slightly trembling middle finger towards the old man.

The posture is standard and the intention is clear.

"You...you're spouting nonsense! How dare you!!" The old man's most shameful secret was exposed, and his face instantly turned red, then pale. He was so angry that he trembled all over, and his finger pointing at Su Baichen was shaking as he tried to refute.

"Enough!" The Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Palace shouted coldly, interrupting the Elder's meaningless clamor.

He swept his cold gaze over the elder, a look that made the latter feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Enough with the nonsense, take him down quickly while he's exhausted!"

Upon hearing this, the elder's gaze returned to Su Baichen, whose aura was weak. His eyes were filled with greed and killing intent, but deep down there was a trace of lingering doubt and fear.

[This guy... probably doesn't have any more tricks up his sleeve, right?]

His heart pounded with fear; he was truly terrified by Su Baichen's endless stream of bizarre methods and his fearless fighting style.

That unpredictable spatial teleportation, the incredibly powerful self-created fighting techniques, and those unpredictable explosive talismans... aren't they all deadly?

If I hadn't been "clever" enough to use my companions' lives to fill in the gaps several times, I would definitely be one of those lying on the ground right now.

He moved his feet carefully, forming a pincer movement with the Celestial Venerable. His fighting spirit slowly gathered in his palm, but he dared not make the first move rashly. He just stared intently at Su Baichen, trying to judge whether there were any traps from the other party's every subtle expression and movement.

The air, amidst the horrific ruins of the battlefield, froze once more.

Just as the Venerable Elder and the Celestial Venerable approached Su Baichen within three steps, Su Baichen, who had been keeping his head down and remaining silent, suddenly composed himself.

He slowly raised his head, a faint yet unsettling smile curving his lips.

The Celestial Venerable's pupils suddenly contracted, and a tremor from the depths of his soul suddenly exploded—it was an intuition for deadly crises honed through countless brushes with death!

"not good!"

He shouted sharply and retreated rapidly, but it was too late.

A sinister and cunning stream of fighting spirit struck him unexpectedly in the back, causing him to catch his breath and halt his escape.

It was the elder who made the move!

The moment the old monster caught a glimpse of Su Baichen's eerie smile, terrifying memories buried deep within his heart for decades were suddenly resurrected.

That self-destruction, which he could hardly forget, and that 'Su Baichen' whose aura was exactly the same as the person before him… Six bloody words screamed in his soul: "This person! Will explode!"

Without any hesitation, the Venerable followed his instinct for survival and launched a fierce attack on the Heavenly Venerable who was right next to him, just to buy a moment of time to block him. He then turned into a gray streak and shot into the distance without looking back!

"You old bastard! You deserve to die—!!"

Before the Heavenly Venerable's roar of shock and anger had fully dissipated, the "Su Baichen" before him suddenly burst forth with an incandescent light that could annihilate everything, as if a shrunken sun had descended upon him.

Without a deafening roar, the space that the light touched shattered and vanished silently, like fragile glass, forming a rapidly expanding pitch-black sphere that completely engulfed the despairing figure of the Celestial Venerable.

A destructive wave followed closely behind, sweeping across the land like a tidal wave.

The elder, who had already escaped several miles away, felt a chill on his back. His protective battle aura shattered like paper. Before he could even turn around, his consciousness was completely erased in the pure energy storm.

In the distance, Zi Yan and Cai Die, who were locked in battle with the enemy, were shocked by this sudden turn of events.

They stared blankly at the destructive core that was devouring everything, their vision filled only with raging energy turbulence and slowly dissipating spatial dust.

Su Baichen...self-destructed?

This thought, like the coldest poisonous thorn, pierced the hearts of the two women.

"No...no—!!!"

Zi Yan let out a mournful dragon roar, her delicate body trembling violently.

The immense internal energy that originally required slow and meticulous refinement was now completely ignited by overwhelming grief and killing intent, and exploded with a deafening roar!

Her aura surged, instantly breaking through the barrier and entering the Dou Zun realm. Her momentum was unstoppable, only gradually stopping at the peak of the two-star Dou Zun.

The Dragon Emperor's Blood-Weeping Spear sensed its master's state of mind and emitted a hum, with blood patterns flowing across its body as if it were weeping.

The butterfly's eyes were also bloodshot, and the ferocious bloodline of the ancient celestial serpent boiled over with extreme heartache and rage.

Emerald green battle qi soared into the sky, and her realm broke through to the three-star Dou Zun. The space around her could not withstand the violent pressure and fine cracks kept appearing.

"You...all of you must die!!!"

The two unleashed their attacks almost simultaneously, holding nothing back.

The remaining few Dou Zun of the Soul Palace were still immersed in the horror of the fall of the Half-Saint when they saw a crimson spear light piercing through the void and a huge snake tail phantom that tore apart the heavens and earth approaching them!

With a flick of the Blood-Weeping Spear, two low-level Dou Zun were instantly impaled together, their flesh and blood essence devoured by the spear and nourished Zi Yan.

With a sweep of its tail, the three mid-level Dou Zun, whose auras were already weakened, were crushed as if by an ancient mountain, instantly exploding into three clouds of blood mist.

The battle came to an abrupt end. Only the thick, lingering stench of blood and the heavy, disordered breathing of the two women remained.

The anger subsided temporarily as the enemy disappeared, but what followed was an endless emptiness and bewilderment.

They stood in the void, gazing at the now empty center of the explosion, unsure of where to go.

Just then—

"Hey!"

A rift far larger and deeper than any previous spatial rift, exuding a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul, slowly tore open above everyone's heads.

An elderly man dressed in a jet-black Soul Palace robe slowly stepped out.