Devouring Soul Emperor

"Chu Qingyun, what should we do?"

Mu Xiaoxiao whispered in Chu Qingyun’s ear, her face filled with nervousness.

Although her home was in Cold Star City in the East District of the Blood-soaked Land, if the Martial Soul Hall succeeded and let that strange illness spread throughout the Blood-soaked Land, she feared Cold Star City would not be spared.

After all, this was a monster that could drive even Martial Sect level experts to desperation.

"When we make our move, be careful of that Lord Feng. His strength is likely not as simple as it seems," Chu Qingyun said quietly after a moment of contemplation.

’Since I’ve stumbled upon this, I can’t just sit by and do nothing.’ Perhaps because of You Yun, Chu Qingyun was also filled with disgust and aversion toward the Martial Soul Hall.

Furthermore, Chu Qingyun got a familiar feeling from Lord Feng—the same feeling he’d had when facing Lord Ming, the man who had hunted him before.

"He’s just a Level Six Martial Spirit. What’s there to worry about? I’ll go first."

"Extreme Ice Nether Lotus!"

Mu Xiaoxiao muttered, stealthily unleashing a Soul Technique and taking the initiative to strike.

Behind her, the phantom of an ice lotus appeared. Then, as a massive amount of Primordial Power was poured into it, a dozen or so sharp ice petals rose from the lotus.

"Go!"

With a thought from Mu Xiaoxiao, the dozen-odd ice petals shot out like sharp arrows, flying toward the area where the dozen-plus members of the Martial Soul Hall were located.

The Hidden Qi Technique could conceal the aura fluctuations of her Martial Soul and Primordial Power, and it could even hide the chilly Qi.

However, the sharp whistling sound of the ice petals piercing the air could not be hidden. Thus, the moment Mu Xiaoxiao attacked, the fourteen Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall instantly detected her.

"Not good, someone’s launching a sneak attack!"

"Look out!"

All fourteen of them shot up from the ground and attacked in a chaotic flurry. Some threw out Primordial Power to strike the ice petals, while others used Soul Techniques to defend.

At that moment, Mu Xiaoxiao drew her Treasure Sword, unleashed her Sword Qi, and charged toward the Martial Soul Hall members.

Chu Qingyun sighed internally. ’She still hasn’t taken my words to heart, treating them all like ordinary Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall.’

There was nothing he could do about it.

After all, if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, even Chu Qingyun himself would have found it hard to believe that the Martial Soul Hall—a group notorious for the weakness of its individual members—could have someone as powerful as Lord Ming.

Following closely behind Mu Xiaoxiao, Chu Qingyun also drew his Earth Seal Sword and joined the fray.

However, 80% of his attention was focused on Lord Feng; he paid little heed to the other members of the Martial Soul Hall.

After charging in, Mu Xiaoxiao extended her Sword Qi to a length of seven meters and executed a King Level Sword Technique, instantly suppressing the dozen-plus Earth Spirit Realm members from the Martial Soul Hall with an overwhelming advantage.

Ordinary Level Six Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall had no Secret Techniques and didn’t practice Secret Manuals. All they could rely on were their innate Soul Techniques.

But Mu Xiaoxiao was not only a Level Seven Martial Spirit—a full level higher than them—but she had also cultivated Sword Qi. Her Secret Technique was extremely formidable, and the aura of her Tier Four Martial Soul exerted an innate suppression over the members of the Martial Soul Hall.

With two swift slashes, Mu Xiaoxiao easily dispatched two of the Martial Soul Hall’s Earth Spirit Realm members, causing them to explode into clouds of Martial Soul Power.

Her confidence soared, and her attacks became even fiercer. Nearly every strike sent the Martial Soul Hall’s Earth Spirit Realm members scrambling in disarray.

In just half a minute, a surprising six of the thirteen ordinary Level Six Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall had died by her Sword Qi, bursting into clouds of Martial Soul Power.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless trash!"

At this, Lord Feng could finally hold back no longer.

He snorted coldly and shot forward, actually reaching out to grab Mu Xiaoxiao’s six-meter-long Sword Qi!

"Hm? You’re courting death!"

Seeing someone try to grab her Sword Qi with their bare hands, a fierce glint flashed in Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes. She put more force into her strike and slashed down.

CLANG!

The Sword Qi struck Lord Feng’s hand heavily, but instead of severing his palm, it rang out with the sound of an impact as he caught it firmly in his grip!

"Th-this... how is this possible!?"

Mu Xiaoxiao was so stunned she could barely speak, unable to believe her eyes.

’Someone had caught her Sword Qi with their bare hand. And it was a Level Six Martial Spirit from the Martial Soul Hall, no less!’

"Hmph. You think you can take on my Martial Soul Hall just because you’re a Level Seven Martial Spirit? How ridiculous!"

"All of you, fall back! I’ll deal with them!"

Gripping the Sword Qi, Lord Feng sneered and ordered his seven remaining subordinates to retreat.

They had their own mission in the Blood Sect’s ruins, and it would be a troublesome matter for Lord Feng if all his subordinates were to die.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao snapped back to her senses. Gripping her sword hilt, she yanked hard, trying to pull her Sword Qi back.

But with the Sword Qi in Lord Feng’s grasp, it was as if it were stuck. No matter how hard she pulled, she couldn’t wrench it free.

"Damn it..."

"Extreme Ice Nether Lotus!"

Remembering Chu Qingyun’s earlier warning, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but blush. Flustered and enraged, she unleashed her Soul Technique again, and ten ice petals emerged from behind her, shooting toward Lord Feng.

But Lord Feng merely sneered, neither dodging nor evading, letting the ice petals smash against his body.

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

After a series of impacts, all the ice petals shattered. All that appeared on Lord Feng’s body were a few minor wounds, from which trickled faint wisps of Martial Soul Power.

A full-powered bombardment from a Tier Four Soul Technique had only managed to graze him slightly!

"You actually managed to wound me. As expected of a Tier Four Soul Technique..."

"As compensation, you’ll be coming back with me to the Martial Soul Hall!"

Lord Feng shouted coldly, striking Mu Xiaoxiao’s Sword Qi with his palm. Then, with Primordial Power surging around his body, he lunged fiercely at her.

Having seen her Tier Four Martial Soul, the thought of capturing Mu Xiaoxiao alive had occurred to him.

After all, a human Martial Artist with a Tier Four Martial Soul would become a Martial Soul Hall member with a Tier Four Martial Soul after being converted. Such an individual had a chance of breaking through to the Martial King Realm. Bringing her back would be a significant achievement.

"Bring it on!"

Mu Xiaoxiao cried out sharply. She retracted her Sword Qi, shortening it to about a meter, and pushed her Secret Technique to its absolute limit as she met Lord Feng head-on.

Soon, the two had exchanged more than a dozen blows.

And yet, Mu Xiaoxiao, a Level Seven Martial Spirit, was completely overwhelmed by Lord Feng.

And this was while Lord Feng was still fighting bare-handed, not even using his full strength!

’Lord Ming’s strength was enough to contend directly with the Level Seven Martial Spirit-grade Black-Maned Demon Wolf King.’

’From this, I can deduce that even if their strength hasn’t reached Level Eight Martial Spirit, they likely have few rivals among Level Seven Martial Spirits.’