Chapitre 171: Chapter 170: Shennong Stops the Battle!
As Jiang Yun grasped the other half of the Three Thousand Burning Flame, Yun Yi's cold shout resounded. Black mist spread behind him, and soon, the sound of clinking chains echoed, with a biting wind aiming straight at Jiang Yun's face.
Sensing the menacing force, Jiang Yun frowned. Purplish light flashed in his eyes as a formidable soul power surged.
In an instant, a transparent purple long sword shot from Jiang Yun's eyes, targeting Yun Yi's forehead.
"What terrifying soul power!"
With the outburst of Jiang Yun's soul power, the surrounding people once again showed expressions of astonishment. They could no longer count how many times they had been shocked by Jiang Yun.
"He's already touching the celestial realm of soul power. Did he start cultivating from the womb?"
The Grand Elder of the Soul Hall, feeling Jiang Yun's soul power, looked at the soul storm behind Jiang Yun with a face full of shock, doubting his own existence.
"Soul technique, and not of a low quality!" Unlike others, Hun Mie Sheng's focus was different. He intensely observed the purple sword shot from Jiang Yun's eyes and began to speculate which great power Jiang Yun might be associated with.
In the Dou Qi Continent, soul techniques were rare, and only a few great empires had relatively complete heritages, with the Soul Clan having the most extensive related records. Even so, he couldn't identify the source of Jiang Yun's soul technique.
"Hmph, do you think a soul technique can deal with me?" Facing Jiang Yun's attack, Yun Yi responded with a cold snort and a long roar, "Devouring Demon Armor!"
Buzz buzz!
Black flames seeped from his body, eventually condensing into a terrifyingly sinister black demon armor on his surface.
The armor covered almost all of Yun Yi's body, with lines as sharp as steel extending. Each arc was filled with a dreadful malevolence.
Clang!
The purple sword struck Yun Yi, producing a crisp metallic sound. Strangely, the power began to dissipate upon touching Yun Yi's body.
Meanwhile, Yun Yi's aura slightly increased, as if it had absorbed the attack.
Unfazed by the attack being devoured, Jiang Yun lifted his hand and launched another ferocious attack at Yun Yi's face.
The two once again engaged in a violent confrontation. For a moment, the sky and the ground became their battlefield.
Neither noticed that the Three Thousand Burning Flame, which they both held, began to show signs of splitting.
"Ah—"
At this moment, a painful roar echoed across the battlefield. One of the intermediate half-sage elders from the Small Pill Tower, who was fighting with Hun Qing Sheng, had his body shattered by a single palm strike. Even his soul hadn't escaped, being grasped and sealed in Hun Qing's soul bag.
"Third Elder!"
From the Pill Tower came waves of sorrowful cries. Everyone's hearts jolted, not expecting the Pill Tower to suffer the first casualty.
Indeed, the power the Soul Hall had mobilized was overwhelmingly superior. If not for Hun Mie Sheng not making a move, the Pill Tower would have faced annihilation instantly.
However, such an action would force the Pill Tower's ancestor into a corner, which the Ancient Clan wouldn't permit.
"Soul Hall—"
The hot-tempered Second Elder, seeing the Third Elder perish before him, turned red-eyed. His body surged with violent Dou Qi as he launched a wild palm strike at Hun Qing.
"Heh, if it weren't for your complete souls, do you think this old man would play with you for so long?"
Hun Qing put away the Third Elder's soul, coldly laughed at the frenzied Second Elder, casually dispelling his full-force attack. The gap between a Dou Saint and a Half-Saint was just that vast!
Soon, the Fifth Elder of the Small Pill Tower, a Nine-Turn Dou Zun, also fell to Hun Qing, causing another wave of shock among the onlookers.
"Ah—"
Seeing comrades fall one after another, the Second Elder's eyes burned with fury as he wildly desired to tear Hun Qing apart.
"Soul Hall, you have gone too far!"
At this moment, a young but angry voice resounded. Suddenly, everyone saw the Pill Tower Ancestor appear in front of Hun Qing.
The Ancestor's eyes, filled with age, now held a faint anger. Although his body appeared slightly battered, it didn't hinder the overwhelming aura he exuded. Like a raging lion, he seemed ready to tear all enemies apart.
With a fierce palm strike at Hun Qing, space trembled, and the entire Sacred Pill City seemed to sink.
"Master, save me!" Feeling his body restrained and watching the enraged Pill Tower Ancestor, Hun Qing's face showed terror as he screamed for help.
"Old monster, my people aren't easy to kill!" Hun Mie Sheng suddenly appeared in front of Hun Qing, solemnly facing the incoming palm strike with Dou Qi surging.
In his eyes, the sub-flame of the Void Devouring Flame flickered with an eerie devouring power. He extended his hand, and a mass from the black flame appeared, vaguely forming a human face, from whose mouth violent devouring power surged.
Seeing the black flame human face, the Pill Tower Ancestor's pupils sharply contracted.
"Void Devouring Flame!"
Boom—
Under the Ancestor's attack, the eerie black flame glowed, and to everyone's astonishment, it was completely devoured.
"Void Devouring Flame, impossible. You can't have refined it!" The Ancestor looked solemnly at Hun Mie Sheng, shaking his head in denial.
"I have battled the Nether Lotus Demon Fire countless times and know how terrifying these exotic flames are. They are almost impossible to refine."
"Kakaka, old monster, almost got caught by you!" Just then, a malicious voice sounded as Hun Qian Mo appeared beside Hun Mie Sheng, looking somewhat disheveled.
He had been tricked by the Ancestor into falling into a spatial turbulence. Although it couldn't harm someone of his stature, it made him look quite ragged.
Like the Ancestor, his Dou Qi had been drastically consumed. Otherwise, such a minor trap wouldn't have worked at all.
Observing the aggressive Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Qian Mo and sensing the Pill Tower appearing to be entirely suppressed, the Ancestor felt a deep dread. Today, it looked bleak for the Pill Tower.
"Roar—"
From the distance came a thunderous dragon roar. The Three Thousand Burning Flame, held by Jiang Yun and Yun Yi, suddenly exploded, with each obtaining forty percent of its origin, while a mini dragon frantically darted away into the void.
Yun Yi, seeing the dragon fleeing, shouted and stretched his energy hand to grab it.
"Haha, what a lively scene! I seem lucky to have stumbled upon such a harvest. Seems I should get out and about more often!"
At that moment, a voice imbued with age echoed across. On hearing it, Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Qian Mo's expressions drastically changed, while the Ancestor's visibly lightened, his heart completely relaxed.
Moments later, a dense medicinal fragrance wafted through. Anyone who smelled it felt a shiver, their injuries seemingly recovering somewhat.
Then, a green glow in the sky swiftly approached. An ancient green cauldron arrived, and atop it sat an elderly man in plain hemp cloth. He leaned on a staff woven from medicinal herbs, with various jade vials hanging from it, jingling crisply.
The old man appeared just in time to catch the fleeing Three Thousand Burning Flame. With an aged hand, he caught the tiny dragon, now as docile as a kitten.
Yun Yi's hand, reaching for the dragon, shattered within three meters of the old man.
Toying with the tiny dragon, seemingly immune to its fiery heat, the old man looked at Jiang Yun and Yun Yi, saying, "Indeed, heroes arise from youth. Had I not ventured out, I wouldn't have known so many outstanding talents emerged on the continent!"
He then glanced at Jiang Yun and nodded approvingly, "A half-step celestial realm soul, Nine-Star Dou Zun, possessing an unknown exotic flame. Coupled with the faint smell of medicine on you, you're evidently an alchemist. It's a great fortune for the alchemy world to have such a talented successor!"
"This little dragon is a gift to you!" With a light chuckle, he waved his hand, sending the Three Thousand Burning Flame towards Jiang Yun.
"Thank you, senior!" Jiang Yun respectfully thanked the old man without arrogance or servility.
"Excellent, excellent," the old man nodded approvingly, as if looking at his own descendant.
"Shennong Elder, why has this old undead appeared!" Seeing the old man, Hun Qian Mo's pupils shrunk, his face darkening as he spoke.
Shennong Elder then viewed the battlefield, frowning, "Soul Clan, you've indeed gone too far this time!"
With those words, he waved his sleeve, causing an upheaval on the battlefield. Everyone was instantaneously separated without resistance.
The divided parties looked around in confusion.
Members of the Ancient Clan and Pill Tower recognized Shennong Elder and looked at him in astonishment. Even he had been alerted.
"Greetings, Elder Shennong!"
The Pill Tower and Ancient Clan members respectfully saluted Shennong Elder.
"Such terrifying mastery of space. He's close to reaching Seven-Star Dou Saint!" Hun Qian Mo sternly commented on sensing the subtle spatial fluctuations.
"Old man, are you alright?" Shennong Elder smilingly turned to the Ancestor, speaking teasingly.
*Sigh* "Only a bitter smile escaped the Ancestor."
"Shennong Elder, will you interfere in the matters between my Soul Hall and the Pill Tower?" Hun Mie Sheng asked solemnly, looking at Shennong Elder.
"I will not stand by and watch the Pill Tower's demise. Moreover, your Soul Clan has breached the Sacred Covenant. Even the Soul Emperor would find it hard to justify your actions!" Shennong Elder calmly remarked.
Hearing the veiled threat, Hun Mie Sheng and his companions' brows furrowed, shifting full advantage to the Pill Tower.
They had accumulated enough souls, with a surplus. Despite only obtaining half of the Three Thousand Burning Flame, their goal was met.
Hun Mie Sheng quietly surveyed everyone before snorting, "We are leaving!"
Hun Qian Mo glanced at the Ancestor, coldly laughing, "Next time, your Pill Tower won't have such luck!"
With that, he entered a spatial rift with a flick of his sleeve.
Just before entering, Yun Yi coldly remarked to Jiang Yun, "This time is a draw. Next time won't be so lucky for you!"
"Always ready for you!" Jiang Yun calmly responded with a smile.
The Soul Hall's forces left with the stance of victory. Without the Ancient Clan and Shennong Elder, the Pill Tower would have suffered gravely.
As the Soul Hall departed, the remaining members of the Pill Tower felt a collective sense of relief, some even weeping with joy at their survival.
The Ancestor surveyed the heavily damaged Sacred Pill City and turned to the Grand Elder, saying, "Xiao Mo, organize the post-battle cleanup. Ensure no one who fought for us is mistreated."
"Understood!" The Grand Elder acknowledged, his heart filled with grief looking at the remaining Second, Sixth, and Seventh Elders. Three of the seven Small Pill Tower Elders had fallen, including two Half-Saints—a significant blow that would take ages to heal.
"Xuankongzi"
As the Grand Elder organized the aftermath, the Ancestor left first with Shennong Elder and the Ancient Clan members.
With nothing assigned, Jiang Yun, carrying the Three Thousand Burning Flame, returned to his residence. Upon arrival, he saw a white-robed figure, ecstatic, rushing into his arms before he could speak.
The trembling figure reflected the turmoil inside her.
Jiang Yun could only sigh, wrapping an arm around the girl's slender waist, whispering comfort.
In just three days, news of the Battle in Sacred Pill City had spread throughout Central Plains.
The outcome had shocked everyone; nobody had expected the Pill Tower, a rival to the Soul Hall, would be so helpless against the true strength of the Soul Hall.
Without strong allies, the Pill Tower would have been decimated by the Soul Hall, causing its reputation to plummet.
People now felt a general sense of dread, knowing the Soul Hall was far from benevolent.
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