Chapter 1879: Chapter 1879: Soul Pill
Rather than saying it was Xiao Yi who killed the Golden Soul Hall Master,
it might be more accurate to say that the Golden Soul Hall Master died under the weight of his own soul power.
In that moment, Xiao Yi recalled the sensation as similar to the final soul power storm he faced in the Ancient Emperor’s Tomb.
Though it’s unclear why the attacking soul power suddenly dissipated.
But now is not the time to ponder these things.
Xiao Yi glanced at the distance, the Golden Soul Hall Master, already dead.
His face showing disbelief, and eyes unclosed in death.
Xiao Yi didn’t pay it any mind for now, his gaze turned to the surrounding Vice Hall Masters and Chief Stewards.
"It’s your turn now." Xiao Yi grinned wickedly.
"You..." The faces of the surrounding people changed drastically.
In their eyes, the death of the Golden Soul Hall Master was eerily strange.
"You, you, you... You’re also a Soul Master..."
The scene just now seemed very much like Xiao Xun using Soul Master’s techniques to counterkill the Golden Soul Hall Master.
"Heh." Xiao Yi merely uttered a sinister laugh.
His silhouette moved.
"You, you, you, don’t act rashly." A Vice Hall Master shivered.
"This is outside the Black Demon Hall Main Hall, do you dare commit murder openly?"
"No, no, no... That’s right." Another Chief Steward extended his hand shakily.
"Do you know what consequences there will be if you kill us all?"
"Xiao Xun, I advise you to surrender, or else..."
"If you dare kill us..." Another Vice Hall Master spoke incoherently in panic.
"What is there to fear." Xiao Yi’s sinister grin exploded.
Whoosh...
With a flash of his silhouette, a Martial Artist turned into a dried corpse.
Whoosh...
With another flash, a Chief Steward turned into a pool of black water.
"Don’t just say you’ll kill us all." Xiao Yi wielded overwhelming poison.
"If the Black Demon Hall is truly so abysmal, so chaotic, I don’t mind cleaning it up."
As his words fell,
the only thing awaiting the nearby Martial Artists, was simple slaughter.
Xiao Yi didn’t hold back at all.
If they want to kill him, then they should be prepared to be counterkilled by him.
No matter who they are.
In mere minutes, the massacre concluded.
The grounds outside the dignified Black Demon Hall Main Hall were littered with corpses.
One by one, dried corpses, decaying bodies, fearsome faces, covered the area.
Xiao Yi swung his hands and collected the surrounding Universe Rings.
The next second, without any pause, he flew through the sky.
In the distance, there were still local martial artists watching.
They weren’t among the attackers, merely Martial Artists of this region, or Demon Hunters, or family warriors.
They couldn’t even react properly.
It was as if they had witnessed a bloody feast of Demon Slaying carnage.
They’re afraid they’ll never forget today, as the wide figure in the black robe cleanly wiped out one Hall Master, Vice Hall Master, and Chief Steward after another from the Black Demon Hall, Heavenly Mechanism Hall, Soul Hall.
...
Xiao Yi has already flown away.
Finding a secluded place, Xiao Yi once again began meditating to heal.
Under the soul power oppression of the Golden Soul Hall Master, his Martial Soul was fine, but his body was severely injured.
Xiao Yi shook his head, secretly helpless.
He just wanted to attend Ye Liu’s wedding and train a bit in the Eighteen Mansions Territory.
But how did this journey suddenly turn into a Path of Slaughter?
Becoming so difficult, so troublesome.
"Sigh." Xiao Yi sighed.
This time, it took him several whole days to stabilize his injuries.
The Golden Soul Demon Binding Ring is a famous soul skill of the Soul Hall, with astonishing power.
His physical body nearly collapsed again under such constraints.
"Phew." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, bringing out the Universe Ring of the Golden Soul Hall Master.
This time, he’d better first see what treasures it contains.
If there are soul skills and such, maybe he can further increase his strength.
Xiao Yi swept his senses over it.
After he withdrew his perception, his eyes suddenly focused, as if pondering something.
"Soul Pill?" After a while, Xiao Yi uttered two words.
In his hand, light flickered, and bottles of elixirs appeared out of thin air.
"A full ten bottles, tsk tsk." Xiao Yi chuckled.
"With these Soul Pills, it’s time to try that thing..."
Xiao Yi’s laugh carried an intriguing meaning.
Whoosh...
His silhouette flashed, once more flying through the sky.
In at most 7 days or so, he would reach the Eighteen Mansions Territory range.
Hopefully, this journey wouldn’t be so troublesome anymore.
Xiao Yi thought.
However, reality always surprises him.
Just days later, a stream of light rapidly chased from behind Xiao Yi.
It was a black stream of light.
The speed of the stream of light far exceeded Xiao Yi’s expectations.
Razor-sharp breathes reached him from afar.
"Sword Cultivator?" Xiao Yi slightly frowned.
"Such strong sword momentum."
In the distance, the chasing stream of light was not yet near, but in front of Xiao Yi, black giant swords had already blocked his path.
Xiao Yi’s silhouette was instantly interrupted.
In front, a figure stood controlling swords.
He was just a middle-aged man.
But, in an instant, Xiao Yi confirmed that this person was much stronger than the Golden Peng Hall Master and Golden Soul Hall Master.
"Black Robe Xiao Xun, correct?" The middle-aged man’s tone was neither joyful nor sad.
"It’s me." Xiao Yi felt slightly helpless.
"Will you end yourself, or should I give you a hand?" The middle-aged man’s words were concise.
"Phew." Xiao Yi breathed deeply, "It’s never-ending."
"If I’m not mistaken, you are Jingzhe Sword, the Jingzhe Palace Master, aren’t you?"
Inside the Black Demon Hall, there’s a famous Jingzhe Palace Master.
This person is the Main Hall Master from the Eastern Range.
Cultivation: Supreme 9998 Dao.
In terms of Sword Dao strength, this person was second only to Ao Donglou in the Eastern Range.
Faced with such a sword cultivator who approaches the peak of supreme power, Xiao Yi naturally recognized him, and had some knowledge, quickly identifying him at a glance.
"Knowing my identity." Jingzhe Palace Master’s voice turned icy, "Then you should also know, this time, you cannot escape."
"Under absolute strength, regardless of the unpredictability of your methods, you cannot escape."
Xiao Yi shook his head, "In the past, I believed that people like you, Jingzhe Sword, wouldn’t be ones who break clear distinctions between black and white."
"It seems I was mistaken now."
"Distinctions?" Jingzhe Sword shook his head.
"I only know, you slaughtered many Martial Artists from my Black Demon Hall, including Vice Hall Masters and Chief Stewards."
"Furthermore, warriors from two other Alliance Halls also died at your hands."
"These are facts."
"And then?" Xiao Yi asked calmly.
Jingzhe Sword coldly said, "A hundred years ago, I owed the Golden Soul Hall Master my life."
"You’re better off doing it yourself, make it quick."
"I don’t want to dirty my sword."
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled and shook his head.
"Dirty? I am somewhat glad that today my Sword Dao cannot be used, otherwise it would stain my Purple Lightning."
"Xiao Yi?" Jingzhe Sword was momentarily stunned.
Xiao Yi shook his head, "Why do people seek their own death?"
"To be honest, I strongly dislike being intercepted during my travels, it’s quite annoying."
As his words fell,
Xiao Yi’s hand produced pill after pill, which he swallowed in large gulps.
"Ice Storm Devouring Soul."
Between heaven and earth, only four icy words remained.
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The tenth update. (Outburst)
