Invincible Soul Emperor

Ye Qingchen and Xiao Xiao had just walked out of the Xue Family gates when they sensed a strange aura permeating the surrounding forest.

The trees around them were eerily quiet, even the sounds of birds and beasts had vanished, as if the wind itself had been frozen by this bizarre silence.

The sunlight filtered through the dense leaves and scattered to the ground, yet it carried no warmth, only an indescribable chill.

Ye Qingchen furrowed his brow slightly, his gaze sharp as an eagle.

He slowly raised his hand, signaling Xiao Xiao to stop walking, and whispered, "Be careful, there’s something strange."

Xiao Xiao also felt uneasy, glanced around, and discovered that a faint black fog was emanating from the surrounding trees.

This black fog did not resemble ordinary mist; rather, it seemed like some sort of evil force quietly stirring in the shadows, ready to pounce on them at any moment.

Xiao Xiao couldn’t help but swallow hard.

She could faintly sense the taste of Demonic Qi in the air.

The forest path behind them, once bright and clear, now seemed swallowed by dense fog, becoming obscure, as if it could disappear into the mist at any moment.

The scattered leaves on the ground seemed to have been stepped on, emitting a barely audible "rustle," as if countless eyes were secretly watching them.

Suddenly, a chilling wind blew through the forest, carrying a hint of blood scent.

Ye Qingchen was instantly alert, took a deep breath, channeled his Inner Strength, and his aura instantly rose to the extreme.

His gaze swept over the surroundings, every tree, every leaf was captured by his eyes, yet he still couldn’t see any trace of the enemy.

"Stay vigilant, do not relax."

Ye Qingchen said sternly; he felt an unknown power hidden in this forest, staring at them with fierce eyes.

The black fog engulfing the air gradually thickened, almost suffocating.

Ye Qingchen could sense that this was no ordinary thing but a greatly powerful evil force secretly manipulating.

In this eerie atmosphere, the two watched their surroundings tensely, waiting for the unknown danger to reveal its veil.

At this moment, several shadows suddenly flashed from the dense black fog, quickly surrounding Ye Qingchen.

The black fog dispersed with their movements, revealing a few cold and sinister faces.

These black-clad figures were wrapped in black cloaks from head to toe, wearing black masks, revealing only pairs of icy-cold eyes.

Their movements were incredibly agile, hardly making any noise, as if ghosts shuttling through the woods. Their eyes emitted a chilling desire to kill, making the surrounding temperature drop a few degrees.

Ye Qingchen’s gaze focused, quickly sweeping a glance at these black-clad figures.

Though they were dressed identically in black, Ye Qingchen immediately recognized them as the Xue Family’s elite.

Each of them emitted a strong cold energy, evidently having cultivated the Xue Family’s unique Ice Technique.

Their distinct aura, no matter how deeply hidden, couldn’t escape Ye Qingchen’s eyes.

"Xue Family’s Hidden Guards?" Ye Qingchen sneered, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule, "What are you up to? I guess you belong to Xue Wei?"

The black-clad figures wasted no words with Ye Qingchen and quickly dispersed.

Their movements were extremely swift, like leopards hunting prey, directly lunging at Ye Qingchen.

Curiously, they completely ignored Xiao Xiao, as if Ye Qingchen was the sole target in their eyes.

Four black-clad figures attacked simultaneously, their actions neat and synchronized, evidently having undergone rigorous training.

Each held a gleaming short sword in hand, the blade flickering with a faint cold light, faintly emitting a compelling chill.

The short swords cut through air, emitting piercing noises, directly aiming for Ye Qingchen’s vital spots.

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, his figure like lightning, swiftly leaping backward, dodging the imminent attack.

His gaze turned icy, his True Qi quickly circulated within, instantly entering battle mode.

The longsword in his hand unsheathed, its light like silver serpents flashing in the air, meeting the assault from the black-clad figures.

The first black-clad figure’s short sword was already close, Ye Qingchen’s figure flickered, his longsword with a whistling sound cut towards the opponent’s wrist.

That black-clad figure, apparently experienced, quickly changed moves, shaking the short sword to evade Ye Qingchen’s attack.

With a backhand, he stabbed at Ye Qingchen’s abdomen.

Nevertheless, Ye Qingchen was prepared, spinning his figure, his longsword counterattacking, the tip of the sword pierced towards the opponent’s chest, forcing him to retreat hastily.

Another black-clad figure seized the chance to attack from the side, the short sword cutting a cold light straight at Ye Qingchen’s ribs.

Ye Qingchen sensed a chilling air coming his way, swiftly sidestepped, his longsword slashing diagonally, the sword blade clashing with the short sword, emitting a crisp metallic clang.

Ye Qingchen’s force was astonishing, the black-clad figure’s arm felt numb from the shock, retreating a few steps.

Simultaneously, the third and fourth black-clad figures also launched attacks from the left and right sides simultaneously, their short swords carrying piercing cold air, seemingly trying to tear Ye Qingchen apart.

Ye Qingchen’s gaze became intense, the longsword swung like the wind, amidst flashing sword light, he completely dissipated the assaults from the two black-clad figures.

His movements were as fast as lightning, each strike was incredibly precise, carrying the momentum of thunder.

Though the black-clad figures’ attacks were fierce, Ye Qingchen fought many with one, without falling behind.

During each exchange, Ye Qingchen swiftly seized the opponent’s flaws, countering mercilessly.

His Swordsmanship was like flowing clouds and water, combining offense and defense, with both fierce attacks and tight defense.

Xiao Xiao watched these black-clad figures mercilessly attack their master, Ye Qingchen, and her anger was instantly ignited.

Her eyes sparkled with rage, her brow furrowed, gripping her sword tighter, its blade trembling slightly, seemingly responding to her emotions, emitting a low humming sound.

"These bastards dare treat Master like this!"

Xiao Xiao was furious, her gaze carried a hint of killing intent, her True Qi quickly aroused in her anger, ready to rush into the battle circle to help Ye Qingchen fend off these insolent black-clad figures.

Just as she was about to step forward, a silhouette suddenly flashed from the side, quickly blocking her path.

That person’s movements were like lightning, almost within the blink of Xiao Xiao’s eyes, they already appeared before her.

Xiao Xiao was startled, stopping her steps, her eyes full of confusion and vigilance.

The figure blocking her had a tall frame, also dressed in black, wearing a black mask, with only a pair of sharp eyes visible, coldly staring at her.

"Xiao Xiao, do not interfere."

The person’s voice was low, yet carried an undeniable authority, as if each word contained immense pressure, making it almost hard for Xiao Xiao to breathe.