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Nine pairs of indifferent eyes looked down from above, as if they were staring at ants. The owner of those dark-red eyes at the front had his hands clasped behind his back. His lips parted slightly, and he said softly, "Do it."
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
As his words fell, several figures behind him, already eager to act, flashed out one after another.
"Hahaha, bastards of the Hall of Souls, today is the day you repay your debts!" A wild laughter echoed through the sky.
Immediately, a few torrents of violent gales howled down from the heavens, directly engulfing over ten Hall of Souls members and tearing them apart. That terrifying force destroyed them almost instantly, reducing them to near nothingness.
"A bunch of freaks, neither human nor ghost!"
Chiing~
A dozen sharp sword auras ripped through space and slashed downward violently.
Right after, several figures dived in, like tigers into a flock of sheep. Every move, every gesture, casually reaped lives. Even those Protectors who normally strutted around arrogantly, flaunting their authority, seemed incomparably small and powerless in this moment.
"Stop! Who dares cause trouble in my Hall of Souls, you have some nerve!"
Amidst the endless wails of misery, an enraged roar finally erupted from within the colossal hall.
Immediately after, six exceptionally powerful figures, radiating chilling killing intent and fury, shot out from the hall. Their eyes swept across the battlefield before finally landing on Wei Yang, who stood proudly in the sky.
At once, their gazes froze, their icy fury faltered slightly, and a heavy weight pressed into their hearts. "Wei Yang!"
A man's name carries his shadow. And in these past few years, Wei Yang's name had thundered across the Hall of Souls like rolling thunder.
"Heh, the big fish finally came out." Wei Yang looked down, a playful curve tugging at his lips.
At his side, Xian'er and Ah Da still hadn't taken action. Their eyes too looked down, locking onto those six Hall of Souls Elders.
Being stared at by three high-level Dou Zun, even the six Hall of Souls Elders couldn't help but feel their bodies tighten instantly.
"Wei Yang, you came for Yao Chen, didn't you? To act this arrogantly, do you really think my Hall of Souls fears you? Are you not afraid of our vengeance later?"
A gray-robed old man, clearly the leader among the six, spoke in a deep voice. His aura was that of a peak Five-Star Dou Zun, and among the six, his strength was the greatest.
"Vengeance? At the very least, you're not qualified to speak those words to me. If your Hall Master came himself, that might be another story." Wei Yang replied indifferently.
"Arrogant!" The other Hall of Souls Dou Zun immediately roared in anger.
Wei Yang couldn't even be bothered to look at these small fries. To him, anyone below a mid-level Dou Zun wasn't even worth his attention anymore. His gaze fixed on the leading old man. "Your strength barely catches my eye. Your name?"
"This old man is Zhai Xing." The elder said coldly.
"Old Ghost Zhai Xing, I've heard of you." Wei Yang nodded.
Hearing this, the elder named Old Ghost Zhai Xing actually felt a faint sense of honor rise in his heart. But he quickly crushed that absurd thought.
"Wei Yang, don't push my Hall of Souls to its limits. Take your people and leave immediately, and today's matter can be erased as if it never happened." Old Ghost Zhai Xing frowned, glancing at the subordinates being slaughtered one after another. He inhaled slowly, then spoke in a heavy voice.
"All you know how to do is spout nonsense." Wei Yang sneered. "You're just stalling for time, aren't you?"
As he said this, he turned to Ah Da and said calmly, "Ah Da, you go."
"Yes, master." Ah Da bowed, then strode forward. He gave Old Ghost Zhai Xing a strange smile. "Jie jie jie… Old Ghost Zhai Xing? Your soul seems quite good. I bet it'll be delicious."
He walked forward step by step, his eyes gazing at the Elder as if he were staring at a gourmet feast. Being looked at like that, even Old Ghost Zhai Xing couldn't help the chill crawling up his spine.
A high-level Dou Zun!
Old Ghost Zhai Xing's expression grew solemn. That way of speaking, about devouring souls… wasn't that supposed to be the Hall of Souls's specialty? Who exactly was the true soul cultivator here?
At this point, aside from a few Hall of Souls experts still struggling against the ant tide, nearly all the rest had already been wiped out.
Thus, Feng Zun Zhe, Tie Jian Zun Zhe, Xiong Zhan, Qing Lin, and the others all turned their gazes over, fixing them on the six Hall of Souls Elders. Quietly, each chose their own opponent.
Seeing this,
"Attack! Stall them as much as possible, buy time!" Old Ghost Zhai Xing transmitted to the other Elders with a sharp shout, before striking first.
With a wave of his hand, he flung out a torrent of black mist, surging forth like a giant black python, roaring as it lunged at Ah Da, who was striding through the air.
"Jie jie jie~" Ah Da let out a strange laugh and casually swung out a palm.
Boom~
"Attack!" The remaining five Hall of Souls Elders each picked a target and immediately joined the battle.
In an instant, the entire valley boiled over, countless waves of Dou Qi energy clashing and exploding violently in all directions. A battle between more than ten Dou Zun… this was truly an earth-shaking sight!
One after another, terrifying shockwaves erupted, blasting through the valley with thunderous force.
High above in the sky.
Wei Yang and Xian'er stood side by side, quietly watching the chaos below.
Seven against six, the advantage was obvious.
Especially that Old Ghost Zhai Xing, the strongest among the Hall of Souls Elders—he was being toyed with by Ah Da like a child being beaten by his father.
As for the other five Hall of Souls Elders, most of them were at the Three or Four-Star level, and being surrounded and attacked by Feng Zun Zhe and the others, they were already falling into a disadvantage.
It didn't take long before each of them was already wounded. Wei Yang had expected this, so he quickly shifted his gaze away, his eyes turning deep as he looked toward the massive black palace ahead.
With his keen soul perception, he could faintly sense two extremely well-hidden but powerful auras lurking deep within that palace. That aura… it definitely belonged to high-level Dou Zun or above.
Two Hall of Souls Tian Zuns.
After all this fighting, and they still hadn't shown themselves?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and from the corner of his gaze, he glanced toward the edge of the battlefield. There, hidden within the overwhelming ant tide, Xiao Yan and that little girl Zi Yan were quietly waiting for the right moment.
Wei Yang slowly lifted his hand, his pale, slender fingers slipping out from within his wide sleeve. In the center of his palm, a fist-sized black sun began to emerge. Since that's the case… let's just blow them out.
Wei Yang's lips curved into a grin, his figure flickering as he suddenly appeared above the giant palace. Lowering his head, his body leaning forward slightly, he hurled the black sun downward with force.
"Off you go."
Whoosh!
As the black sun fell, its size rapidly expanded, turning into something as large as a millstone, tearing across the void before smashing down heavily onto the palace roof.
Rumble~
A thunderous explosion erupted, a massive shockwave spreading out in all directions with terrifying speed. Fierce black flames spread out along with scorching heat.
The entire palace shook violently at this moment. The impact point on the roof collapsed down, opening up a huge, jagged, hideous gap.
Looking through the blasted opening, one could see countless black chains crisscrossing within. Many of them had been shattered and broken, clattering as they fell down.
A great number of soul bodies freed from the chains began to soar in the air. For a moment they were stunned, but when they realized what was happening, they became ecstatic. All at once, like a swarm, they surged toward the gaping hole in the palace, rushing out in every direction.
"Wei Yang, how dare you destroy my Hall of Souls and release the soul bodies! The Hall Master will never forgive you!" Old Ghost Zhai Xing, still being brutally suppressed by Ah Da, roared furiously.
"Jie jie jie, at a time like this you still care about those escaping souls? You'd better start worrying about yourself." Ah Da chuckled coldly, his palm swirling with pitch-black, bone-chilling frost as he thrust it forward.
"Damn it, Star Picking Hand!" Dark mist swirled over Zhai Xing's face, his right hand swelling unnaturally large before suddenly grabbing forward. In an instant, the space around Ah Da solidified, and a massive hand swiftly pressed down upon him.
"Star Picking Hand? Not bad." Ah Da only chuckled in amusement.
His body shook slightly, space shattering around him as he broke free of the spatial restraint, and with a casual lift of his hand, he struck out with a black palm imprint to meet the so-called star-reaching giant hand.
Boom!
Old Ghost Zhai Xing let out a muffled groan, his body retreating several steps in a row, his feet stomping heavily in the void, each step shattering space itself.
"Such a petty trick, and you dare call it star-reaching?" Ah Da sneered.
Crack~
Zhai Xing clenched both fists until they creaked, taking several deep breaths to suppress the surging blood in his chest. But in his heart, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up uncontrollably.
The gap was just too big. Facing Ah Da, the pressure he felt was even greater than when facing the Black and White Tian Zuns.
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