Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Soul Searching Skill
After his initial panic, Zhao Wei quickly calmed down and said in a low voice, "Mosen, is it? I know you work for my Sixth Brother. I don’t know what he promised you, but how about this: let us go, and I’ll give you double the reward. You know who I am—the Eighth Prince. This is a royal forbidden ground. If anyone finds out you killed me, no one will be able to save you, not even at the ends of the earth."
A glimmer of hope appeared in the hearts of Fu Yuling and the others, and they stared intently at Mosen.
"Tsk, tsk. Worthy of a Prince, indeed. What you said is almost tempting. However, that trick won’t work on me. And rest assured, I won’t kill you, no matter what. I only want to kill your subordinates. Especially him."
As he spoke, Mosen’s cold, sinister gaze locked onto Ye Xuan. ’If it weren’t for him, the Sixth Prince wouldn’t have suffered so much, and I wouldn’t have been scolded.’
"Everyone, it looks like we’ll have to split up."
Ye Xuan’s voice quietly sounded in the ears of Zhao Wei and the others.
Zhao Wei glanced at Ye Xuan and also sent a voice transmission to the others: "Everyone, be careful. I’ll hold him off for a moment. Do your best to survive. We’ll regroup at the cave entrance in three days."
"What are you whispering about? Don’t tell me you actually think you can escape from my grasp?"
A cold sneer touched Mosen’s lips, his eyes full of mockery, like a hawk toying with a chick.
For a Celestial Martial Artist like him, killing a few Martial Artists was as easy as taking something out of his pocket.
"What are we discussing? None of your damn business."
Ye Xuan sneered and shot backward with a WHOOSH. The moment he moved, Qing Ling, Zuo Liu, and Fu Yuling also darted away in different directions.
"Trying to run? Dream on!"
Seeing this, Mosen acted as if he had been prepared all along. Four streaks of light shot from his hand, closing in on Ye Xuan and the others in an instant, like bolts of lightning.
At the critical moment, a dense wave of Profound Qi erupted from Qing Ling. Her twin blades transformed into a dreamlike dance of light, enveloping the black streak of light heading for her.
PFFT! She spat out a mouthful of blood, her figure flickering a few times before disappearing into the jungle.
Meanwhile, Zuo Liu had, at some point, already consumed a Pill. His aura surged, and his longsword simultaneously bloomed with a brilliant rainbow of light.
"Clear Stream Sword, unseal!"
SHIIING! The sword light flashed, accompanied by the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix. With a loud CLANG, his sword struck the streak of light. He was sent flying backward, vomiting blood, and his figure also vanished into the mountain forest.
At this critical juncture, they had all unleashed their strongest techniques.
As top-five experts on the leaderboard of the Profound Spirit Academy, the number one academy in the Liuyun Kingdom, they had numerous tricks up their sleeves and trump cards to play. Their true strength was not what it seemed on the surface.
It could be said that they would even dare to fight two Earth Martial Artists head-on.
However, Mosen wasn’t an Earth Martial Artist. He was a Celestial Martial Artist, a realm far surpassing it. While their trump cards were strong, they weren’t enough to guarantee their survival against a Celestial Martial Artist.
As for Ye Xuan, his escape was even simpler. The instant Mosen fired the streaks of light, Ye Xuan’s body swayed. The black streak of light meant for him struck a massive tree with a CRACK, blasting it to pieces. But by then, Ye Xuan had already vanished into the dense forest.
Among the group, Fu Yuling was not so lucky. Her strength was far inferior to Qing Ling and the others, and she didn’t even have time to react before her head exploded, her body falling lifelessly to the ground.
Witnessing this, Mosen’s expression turned incredibly ugly. He had expected to slaughter Ye Xuan and the others with ease.
He never imagined that his first move would only kill one of the four, while the other three actually managed to escape.
With a flicker of intent, he immediately gave chase in Ye Xuan’s direction. Of the three who survived, he and the Sixth Prince wanted Ye Xuan dead the most. As for Qing Ling and Zuo Liu, it wouldn’t be too late to kill them later.
"Get back here!"
The instant Mosen shot forward, Zhao Wei, who was standing to the side, roared and lunged at him.
Above his head, the phantom of a black, mink-like martial soul appeared, all sharp fangs and gaping maw. Lightning crackled around Zhao Wei’s body as he struck at Mosen.
"Get lost!"
Without even looking, Mosen thrust out a palm. With a loud THUD, Zhao Wei was sent flying back the way he came, stray electrical currents coursing over his body as he sprayed blood from his mouth.
Zhao Wei gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and a black object shot out. It burst open with a SNAP above Mosen’s head, transforming into a large net that descended upon him.
This black net was the Soul Net Zhao Wei had prepared to capture the Lightning Mink. To buy Ye Xuan and the others more time to escape, he couldn’t afford to hold back now.
Unleashing the Soul Power of a First Grade Soul Refiner, Zhao Wei pushed the Soul Net with all his might, trying to impede Mosen’s movements.
As the black net descended, Mosen was startled. How could he not recognize how extraordinary this Soul Net was?
"Break!"
His eyes suddenly turned mesmerizing. As he threw a punch, an invisible wave of Soul Power spread out from him.
The black net, capable of binding a Profound Beast, was instantly torn open. The invisible Soul Powers clashed in the air, and Zhao Wei’s body trembled before he collapsed to the ground, completely spent.
"A Second Grade Soul Refiner."
He looked at Mosen in shock, his heart sinking to the depths. As a First Grade Soul Refiner himself, he knew exactly how terrifying other Soul Refiners could be.
He had been clinging to the hope that Ye Xuan and the others could escape alive, but at this moment, that hope seemed incredibly slim.
A Celestial Martial Artist was powerful, but they might not necessarily be able to find Ye Xuan and the others in this vast forest. A Soul Refiner was different. With their endless array of techniques, as long as Mosen was willing, Ye Xuan and the others would have no way of escaping his grasp.
Looking at Zhao Wei, a ferocious light bloomed in Mosen’s eyes. If not for Zhao Wei’s special status, he would have hacked him to death on the spot.
After pausing for only a moment, Mosen shot forward again, chasing after Ye Xuan in the direction he had disappeared.
How fast was a Celestial Martial Artist? Far faster than a Xuanwu Realm Martial Artist. Yet, even after madly dashing for several miles, he still hadn’t seen a single trace of Ye Xuan.
’Impossible. How can that brat be so fast?’
Mosen stopped, his brow furrowed deeply. He released his Second Grade Soul Power, carefully observing his surroundings. But no matter how he searched, there was still no sign of Ye Xuan.
He frowned, his heart filled with doubt. He couldn’t believe that a mere Xuanwu Realm Martial Artist could hide from his pursuit.
’This kid must have cultivated some kind of concealment Secret Technique and is hiding nearby. A pity for him, hiding is useless in front of me, Mosen.’
With a ferocious sneer, Mosen suddenly sat down cross-legged.
WENG!
An invisible wave began to spread out from his body, like an unseen current of water, sweeping out in all directions.
Not far from Mosen, atop a large tree, Ye Xuan sat calmly with a faint smile on his lips.
The invisible Soul Power Mosen released swept past his body as if he didn’t exist at all, not stirring the slightest ripple.
’The Soul Searching Skill? I didn’t expect this Mosen’s attainments as a Soul Refiner to be this decent. He’s probably not far from becoming a Third Grade Soul Refiner.’
Ye Xuan rubbed his nose. If it were anyone else, even a Third Heaven Martial Artist, they might not have been able to escape Mosen’s search. But in front of Ye Xuan, a former Eighth Grade Soul Emperor, Mosen’s Soul Searching Skill was as laughable as a baby learning to walk.
He knew of at least seven or eight ways to render the Soul Searching Skill completely ineffective against him.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. His Annihilation Flying Dagger appeared silently, locking onto Mosen in the distance.
He had only fled earlier because he was unwilling to expose his true strength in front of so many people. But for a First Heaven Martial Artist to provoke him time and time again... a cold killing intent for Mosen had already risen in Ye Xuan’s heart.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to make his move, his brow suddenly furrowed. The Annihilation Flying Dagger he had drawn was silently put away.
And Mosen, who had been sitting cross-legged, also shot to his feet.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
A cacophony of rapid movement echoed through the mountain forest. Attracted by the Soul Power Mosen had released, a dense swarm of Profound Beasts suddenly appeared.
In just a short time, no fewer than a hundred Profound Beasts had surrounded Mosen from all directions, staring at him with ferocious expressions.
’So there really is a Profound Beast tribe here.’
Ye Xuan remained hidden in the large tree, gazing down at the scene. Among the many Profound Beasts, the majority were Tier One, at least a hundred of them. Next were the Tier Two Profound Beasts, numbering in the dozens. The fewest were the Tier Three Profound Beasts, of which there were nearly ten, slowly closing in.
One of the Tier Three Profound Beasts let out a low roar, and in an instant, countless Profound Beasts charged forward, pouncing on Mosen in the center.
Seeing this, Mosen’s expression changed. But while he looked alarmed, his eyes remained perfectly calm as he quickly threw out one Array Disc after another.
A large number of Array Discs formed into several large arrays in front of him, and an invisible wave of Soul Power swept out.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The large number of low-tier Profound Beasts that rushed in first were immediately left dizzy and disoriented upon entering the soul arrays.
A cruel smile appeared on Mosen’s lips. A sharp black blade materialized in his hand, and he charged into the fray, beginning a swift slaughter. In just a few moments, a large pile of Profound Beast corpses lay before him.
This black blade was clearly a soul weapon, which had a strong suppressive effect on Profound Beasts.
Seeing this, the nearly ten leading Tier Three Profound Beasts roared and charged. Mosen’s soul arrays had a significant impact on Tier One and Tier Two Profound Beasts, but their destructive power against Tier Three beasts was weak. These Tier Three Profound Beasts frantically unleashed their own powerful attacks. Streaks of light exploded in front of Mosen, and a terrifying aura of Soul Power filled the air.
Mosen remained unflustered. An illusory black martial soul suddenly appeared above his head. On both sides of this black martial soul, two halos of light pulsed up and down. A gray mist of Soul Power was released from it, intercepting all of the Soul Power attacks released by the Tier Three Profound Beasts.
The impact of the Tier Three Profound Beasts’ Soul Power merely caused faint ripples to spread across his martial soul.
With the help of the soul arrays and his bizarre martial soul, Mosen fully unleashed the power of a Tier Four Celestial Martial Artist. With a roar, he brandished his soul weapon and began to madly slaughter several of the Tier Three Soul Beasts.
