Devouring Soul Emperor

Mu Xiaoxiao was no match for Lord Feng.

She was completely on the defensive, struggling to parry his relentless attacks.

Just as Chu Qingyun was about to step in and help her, Dai charged forward.

Dai had been obediently waiting on the sidelines, but upon hearing the commotion from the fight, he could wait no longer and ran over.

Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao at a disadvantage, Dai didn’t hesitate for a moment. He hefted his warhammer and charged in.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai coordinated with perfect chemistry.

Although they still couldn’t defeat Lord Feng, it seemed they wouldn’t be beaten anytime soon.

Seeing this, Chu Qingyun decided not to engage Lord Feng directly. Instead, he set his sights on the seven other Sixth-level Martial Spirits.

"Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine!"

With a single thought, Chu Qingyun silently manifested his Martial Soul.

He also activated his Hidden Qi Technique to conceal his Martial Soul’s aura.

The seven Sixth-level Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall were completely focused on the intense battle between Lord Feng and Mu Xiaoxiao. They paid no attention to Chu Qingyun whatsoever.

With the aura of a mere Fifth-level Martial Spirit, they saw him as nothing more than an errand boy tagging along with Mu Xiaoxiao.

Ten vines silently sprouted from his Martial Soul. They slowly grew and extended, quickly looping around to lie in wait behind the seven Sixth-level Martial Spirits.

Suddenly, seven of the vines struck simultaneously, instantly ensnaring and binding all seven men.

The vines moved with incredible speed, coiling up from their ankles, winding around and around until they reached their necks.

The seven men unleashed their Primordial Power, struggling with all their might.

But to their shock, they found they couldn’t break free.

’A Tier Four Martial Soul!’

The seven men were all inwardly terrified. They never expected to encounter another Tier Four Martial Soul.

’Among just three people, there are two with Tier Four Martial Souls!’

’Devouring Power!’

With a cold, internal command, Chu Qingyun unleashed the Devouring Power hidden within the vines. It instantly erupted, invading the bodies of the seven Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall and began to frantically devour their Primordial Power.

The Primordial Power throughout their bodies spiraled out of control, surging wildly out of them.

The seven men were horrified. They tried to cry for help, to shout and warn the others, but the vines were wrapped so tightly around their necks that all they could produce were muffled, incomprehensible groans.

Now that Chu Qingyun had advanced to a Fifth-level Martial Spirit, his Devouring Power had become much stronger as well.

In less than thirty seconds, the Primordial Power of the seven Sixth-level Martial Spirits was completely devoured. With a simultaneous BANG, all seven of them exploded into pure Martial Soul Power.

"Damn you, kid! You’re dead!"

Having seven of his subordinates killed by Chu Qingyun in the blink of an eye sent Lord Feng into a state of shocked fury.

He had thought the seven were merely restrained by Chu Qingyun and that they would be fine, at least for a short while.

He never imagined that in the time it took to turn his head, all seven of them would be dead!

Furious, Lord Feng held nothing back. He swung his arm toward Chu Qingyun, and five tentacle-like appendages shot out from just behind his wrist. They flexed in mid-air for a moment before rocketing toward Chu Qingyun.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai were both taken aback.

They couldn’t understand how tentacles could possibly grow from the man’s arm.

Chu Qingyun, however, wasn’t surprised in the least.

He knew that beings like Lord Feng were fusions of many Martial Souls. It wouldn’t be strange for them to use any number of bizarre techniques.

"Profound Celestial Divine Pattern!"

"Thunder Light Sword Qi!"

Chu Qingyun didn’t let his guard down. Activating a Secret Technique and his Sword Qi simultaneously, he swung his sword, severing all five tentacles. He then charged forward, sword in hand.

At the same time, he directed his ten vines to lash out at Lord Feng.

"Pathetic tricks!"

Lord Feng snorted. He slammed his palms together, and when he pulled them apart, a streak of golden light stretched between them. The light quickly condensed into a golden longsword, which he gripped tightly.

The golden longsword radiated the aura of a Tier Three Martial Soul.

But in Lord Feng’s hands, its power was immense.

With just two strikes, Lord Feng forced Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai back. He then swung his sword again and again, easily severing all ten of Chu Qingyun’s vines.

"Die, boy!"

Lord Feng leaped into the air and brought his sword down on Chu Qingyun.

Four golden Sword Auras instantly shot out from the longsword, flying toward Chu Qingyun and sealing off all his avenues of escape.

’This guy can even use Soul Techniques!’

"Thunder Sword!"

Wasting no words, Chu Qingyun swung his Earth Seal Sword and unleashed a Thunder Sword attack.

A bolt of thunder shot from his blade. Upon contact, it shattered the Tier Three Soul Technique and continued toward Lord Feng, carrying a terrifyingly violent aura.

Lord Feng’s expression changed drastically when he felt the aura emanating from the thunderbolt.

He finally understood. The most powerful one among the three wasn’t the Seventh-level Martial Spirit, Mu Xiaoxiao, but the one who had been holding back this entire time!

"Black Stone Shield!"

A black stone shield over two meters in diameter materialized in front of Lord Feng, completely concealing him.

’Another Tier Three Soul Technique!’

Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai were utterly astounded.

Including the five tentacles from before, Lord Feng had now used abilities from three different Martial Souls!

Even Dai knew that a person could only have one Martial Soul!

BOOM!

The Black Stone Shield was only a Tier Three Soul Technique; it was instantly obliterated by the thunderbolt.

Lord Feng used that brief moment to dodge to the side. However, the thunderbolt had already locked onto his aura. It curved in mid-air and slammed heavily into him.

His Primordial Power was torn apart in an instant as the full, violent force of the thunderbolt was unleashed upon him.

Under this strike, which bordered on true Sword Intent, even Lord Feng with his incredible defense was sent stumbling back with a muffled grunt, his face contorted in pain.

True injuries had appeared on his body. Three spots were blasted open, leaking a strange, multicolored Martial Soul Power.

"Boy, you actually managed to injure me... You’re dead!"

To be truly injured by another person clearly sent Lord Feng into a towering rage.

He had never once been truly injured like this since the Martial Soul Hall created him!

Enraged, Lord Feng pushed all the Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power in his body to their absolute limit. He raised the golden longsword high and brought it cleaving down on Chu Qingyun with all his might.

Although it was only a Tier Three Martial Soul Long Sword, under Lord Feng’s full-power strike, it carried the momentum to cleave mountains and shatter peaks!