Chapter 80: Facing Yao Chen!
On the mountaintop, where a gentle breeze blew, Yao Chen, despite being a soul body and no longer feeling hot or cold, was enveloped in a chill.
"Who is it?"
Yao Chen roared, his figure flickering as he pulled Xiao Yan behind him, his terrifying soul power continuously scanning the surroundings. Not even the slightest anomaly could escape his eyes.
"I never expected to meet Mr. Yao Chen on this Northwest Continent. Even within my Hun Clan, Mr. Yao Chen's name is renowned!"
An indifferent voice came, and in the distance, a figure in white, with an extraordinary aura, rapidly approached from the horizon. With each step he took, the distance closed, as if he were teleporting. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Yao Chen and Xiao Yan.
Hearing Yun Yi's words, Xiao Yan was still bewildered, only looking at Yun Yi with envious eyes, filled with longing for strength.
Yao Chen, on the other hand, stared intently at Yun Yi, a deep-seated hatred surfacing in his eyes, and he spoke with a trembling voice.
"You are from the Soul Palace!!!"
Looking at Yun Yi, Yao Chen couldn't connect the distinguished man before him with those individuals who emitted an extremely sinister aura and cackled strangely.
As for the difference between the Hun Clan and the Soul Palace, in his opinion, there was no distinction; it was merely the Hun Clan changing its skin, still the same annoying group that collected soul bodies everywhere.
"Mr. Yao Chen, shouldn't you first fulfill my wish? I also want to know what kind of cultivation technique can actually evolve!"
"I wonder if Mr. Yao Chen can satisfy my curiosity?"
Yun Yi was not surprised by Yao Chen's furious glare; instead, he calmly watched the venerable alchemist.
"Hmph!"
"This old man's current plight is all thanks to you. Now you dare to humiliate me like this? Do you really think I can be bullied now?"
"You, a mere Dou Huang, dare to come and capture this old man? Today, I shall end your life here!"
After the initial shock, Yao Chen had already perceived Yun Yi's strength: a three-star Dou Huang. To have such cultivation at this age was indeed worthy of an Imperial Clan's prodigy.
However, he was not made of mud. For a Dou Huang to dare to capture him was simply too much.
"Dou Huang—"
Xiao Yan, protected by Yao Chen, looked at Yun Yi in utter shock. He hadn't expected this young man, who seemed to be around his age, to actually be a Dou Huang expert.
Terrifying!
"Want to kill me?"
"You are not qualified enough!"
Yun Yi sneered, his expression suddenly turning cold. A terrifying killing intent erupted from his body, and his Dou Zong-level aura burst forth with full force.
"Trouble!"
"Little fellow, go find your little girlfriend. Our master-disciple fate will depend on heaven!"
Feeling Yun Yi's terrifying aura, Yao Chen sighed, waved his hand, and a force enveloped Xiao Yan, sending him away from the battlefield.
"Teacher—"
Xiao Yan, whose worldview was constantly collapsing, felt himself being uncontrollably sent away. He looked at Yao Chen in a panic. Everything he had experienced today was too much for him, enough to reshape his worldview. Now, he instinctively wanted to rely on his powerful teacher.
"This old man will not surrender obediently!"
Sighing, Yao Chen's expression immediately turned sharp. A vast power erupted from his illusory soul body, very close to that of a Dou Zong.
"A captured prey that surrenders is too uninteresting!"
Yun Yi stared coldly at the white flames burning on Yao Chen, his tone icy. The surrounding heaven and earth energy began to surge, ready to unleash a world-shattering blow at any moment.
"Burial Soul Finger!"
At a certain moment, a dark glow suddenly condensed on Yun Yi's fingertip. The profound darkness seemed capable of devouring everything.
Yun Yi pointed, and the surrounding air instantly solidified. The black light flashed violently, and an extremely thin beam of light shot out.
The speed of the light beam was terrifyingly fast. Wherever it passed, space vibrated, and a dark trace slowly appeared in the dark night sky, looking somewhat inconspicuous.
Yao Chen calmly watched the black light beam that instantly shot through the air. He lightly raised his palm, and the bone-chilling white flame swirling around his fingertips suddenly blazed up, slowly condensing into a huge beast shape.
It was even more lifelike than Han Feng's Deep Sea Illusory Beast!
"Pill Fire Technique!"
"Roar—"
With a low growl, the huge white flame lion formed, roaring as it pounced towards the black light beam.
"Bang—"
The dark ray and the white lion collided violently. In an instant, a thunderous roar erupted in the blue sky, and terrifying energy shockwaves surged out from the point of impact. The immense pressure swept across Wutan City, making everyone tremble and look at the distant white light in horror.
"What is that???"
"Is it a heavenly tribulation?"
"Such power, even a Dou Huang would be no match, right?"
Countless people looked at the energy explosion in shock. Even from a great distance, the oncoming energy shockwave still caused everyone's expressions to change drastically, making them tremble and unable to stand.
"That place is—"
"It's the Xiao Family! Patriarch, that's within the Xiao Family's territory!"
"The Xiao Family? Did the Xiao Family encounter some formidable enemy?"
"Heh, no matter what the situation, it's best if it affects the Xiao Family. Wutan City cannot accommodate too many families!"
The other two major families in Wutan City, the Oba Family and the Jia Lie Family, both voiced similar sentiments, coldly observing the Xiao Family's predicament.
"That's the back mountain!"
"Yan Er."
Xiao Zhan was extremely anxious at this moment. He had recognized the source of the energy; it was the Xiao Family's back mountain, and he had personally seen Xiao Yan head towards the back mountain today.
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhan's face turned pale, and he stumbled towards the back mountain.
"Old Ling, what happened in the back mountain?"
In Gu Xun'er's room, feeling the tremors from the back mountain, Gu Xun'er also lost her calm and asked anxiously.
As soon as her voice fell, a shadow quietly appeared, kneeling before her. This person was Ling Ying, one of Gu Xun'er's bodyguards who came to the Xiao Family.
"Miss."
"Two unknown powerhouses have appeared in the back mountain. Preliminary estimates indicate they possess the strength of a peak Dou Huang and a Dou Zong!"
"Dou Zong!"
"Then Brother Xiao Yan!"
Gu Xun'er's expression changed slightly as she thought of something, and she asked anxiously, "Old Ling, where is Brother Xiao Yan?"
"This…" Looking at the dignified young lady of the Gu Clan caring so much for this poor boy from the Xiao Family, Ling Ying could imagine what kind of shock it would cause if the family found out.
"Young Master Xiao Yan seemed to have gone towards the back mountain after the test."
"What—"
"Brother Xiao Yan—"
Gu Xun'er cried out in alarm, golden flames flickering in her eyes. Forcing herself to calm down, she said to Ling Ying, "Old Ling, go quickly and check! I don't want anything to happen to Brother Xiao Yan!"
Knowing that her own strength was insufficient, and that stronger guards around her would not act unless she was in a life-or-death crisis, Gu Xun'er could only rely on Ling Ying.
"Yes!"
Ling Ying respectfully responded, and his figure disappeared into the shadows.
"Brother Xiao Yan, you absolutely must not be in trouble!" After Ling Ying left, Gu Xun'er looked at the commotion in the back mountain with a worried expression, muttering somewhat distractedly, "If something happens to Brother Xiao Yan, Xun'er doesn't know what she would do!"
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The bone-chilling white Heavenly Flame transformed into a thick heavy ruler. The ruler's body dragged heavy afterimages across the sky, carrying an incomparably fierce force, heavily smashing towards the white-clothed figure before him.
Yun Yi was expressionless, merely swinging his iron fists mercilessly, tirelessly fending off Yao Chen's fierce attacks.
"Boom—"
Colliding once more, feeling his rapidly depleting power, Yao Chen looked at Yun Yi with a heavy expression and said, "What terrifying physical strength. If you hadn't said you were from the Hun Clan, I would have thought I encountered someone from the Shi Clan!"
"Heh—" Hearing this, a cold sneer appeared on Yun Yi's lips, and he said mockingly, "I am not those brainless fellows from the Shi Clan."
"Alright, the warm-up is over. To deal with a soul body, I naturally have to use the methods of my Hun Clan!"
Looking at the wary Yao Chen, Yun Yi laughed coldly. As his voice fell, an overwhelming black mist surged from around Yun Yi's body, exactly like those protectors from the Soul Palace. The difference was the ubiquitous, pulsating black spirits within Yun Yi's black mist.
"Hundred Soul Lock!"
As Yun Yi pointed, the clanging sound of chains echoed, adding three parts of eerie gloom to the dark night. Black iron chains the size of human heads, like lightning, wrapped around Yao Chen.
The chains were exceptionally sharp, and their tips were covered with profound runes. Spirals of patterns coiled around the tips, subtly exuding a hint of malevolence when activated by energy.
These weapons were specially made by the Soul Palace, possessing the unique ability to restrain soul bodies.
"Still the same old trick!"
Yao Chen sneered at the chains piercing through space, but he dared not be careless. He was too familiar with these things; after all, he had experienced them once during his last encirclement and knew their damage to soul bodies.
The bone-chilling white flame in his palm surged up and down, then suddenly transformed into a fiery arrow that shot out, finally colliding fiercely with the black chain.
"Bang!"
The two collided, and a low sound was heard, but there was no overly violent energy explosion. Only a ripple of dark energy mixed with bone-chilling white silently spread out.
"Yao Chen, your attack seems to have weakened quite a bit!"
As Yun Yi's voice fell, the next moment, three chains passed through the energy ripple, shooting out and crossing, precisely sealing all of Yao Chen's retreat paths, and then contracting layer by layer, intending to capture him in one fell swoop.
"Even if I only have one-tenth of my strength left, this old man is enough to destroy you, you little brat from the Soul Palace!"
Even though he was in a perilous situation, Yao Chen remained unfazed. The Bone Spirit Cold Fire in his hand burned furiously, attacking the surrounding chains.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The momentum was grand, but unfortunately, Yao Chen did not notice that whenever the Bone Spirit Cold Fire attacked, dark black flames would ignite inside the chains, silently eroding the power of the Heavenly Flame.