Long Aotian's long-suppressed battle intent could finally no longer be contained, and a sinister grin hooked onto the corner of his mouth.
He lowered his voice, his tone filled with impatience: "Finally found these scum!"
"Following Tianhao for high-intensity training during this period, being crushed time and time again, almost made me doubt life. Today, it's just right to take it out on these Evil Soul Masters!"
Hearing this, Xiao Hongchen chuckled lightly, raised his hand and patted Long Aotian's sturdy and broad pectorals, his tone carrying a hint of banter:
"Rest assured, the strongest one later will be left to you, no one will fight you for it."
Long Aotian's eyes lit up, not showing the slightest bit of timidity, he chuckled and rubbed his hands together: "That's a deal then, no one is to fight me for it, I want to take care of them myself!"
The group concealed their auras, and before long, they arrived at the outskirts of the deep valley.
The cliffs on both sides of the valley were towering and rugged, never seeing sunlight year-round, and the air was filled with a heavy, cold, and bloody aura.
The interior of the valley was pitch black, like the gaping mouth of a giant beast, ready to devour anyone.
It was exactly the kind of hiding place that Evil Soul Masters loved most.
They had just stopped outside the valley, not yet fully approaching, when two black shadows shot out from the depths of the valley like arrows released from a bowstring.
The speed of the two black shadows was as fast as ghosts, carrying a hint of wretchedness and urgency.
The two black shadows were enveloped in black robes, their auras withered, with obvious injuries on their bodies, and their spirit power fluctuations were chaotic.
The moment they rushed out of the valley, their gazes locked tightly onto Nana, who was at the very front of the crowd with her Ghost Martial Soul possessed.
When they sensed the dark aura on her that shared the same origin as theirs, both of them revealed greedy and excited smiles, as if they had seen prey delivered to their doorstep.
The black-robed person in the lead was named Heisha. He looked Nana up and down, and seeing that her aura was only at the Spirit Ancestor level, he immediately felt relieved, and asked with a tone of urgency and arrogance:
"Little girl, were you sent by the Eighth Elder to deliver blood food to us? Hurry up and hand those people over to us!"
At this moment, the Seven-Person Squad's attire and positioning were extremely seductive.
Ghost Nana stood at the very front, dressed as an Evil Soul Master, her aura cold, looking exactly like a captor.
Meanwhile, Xu Tianhao, Ye Guyi, Long Aotian, and the other six were deliberately made to look wretched, with torn clothes, and disguised exhaustion and terror on their faces.
They were connected at the waist by a seemingly ordinary rope, like six lambs waiting to be slaughtered, obediently following behind Nana.
They looked just like a group of blood food that had been kidnapped and had no power to resist.
Such a carefully designed disguise had a fatal attraction for Evil Soul Masters who desperately needed fresh blood to recover from their injuries.
Hearing Heisha's question, Nana's expression changed instantly, and she directly activated her "best actress" mode, her expression shifting from cold to respectful, and then to just the right amount of concern.
Her acting was natural, without a single flaw, and her tone was also perfectly grasped:
"That's right, the Eighth Elder heard that you were targeted by the Inspection Team and trapped in this Huiyin Mountain Range, so he specifically had me send over a batch of high-quality blood food for you adults to recover from your injuries."
"But why did you come out personally? Where is Lord Xuehe?"
Xuehe was the leader of this group of Evil Soul Masters, with a seven-ring cultivation.
Nana understood in her heart that with Master Du making a move, Xuehe must have already been dealt with, and the two Evil Soul Emperors in front of her being in a severely injured state was the best proof.
Therefore, she acted with full confidence, and every look and every word was watertight.
Facing Nana's inquiry, Heisha felt as if he had found a pillar of support, not suspecting Nana's identity at all, and instead immediately showed sorrow and panic, his voice carrying a sobbing tone as he cried out urgently:
"Little girl, where is the Eighth Elder now? We need to hurry and report something big to the Eighth Elder!"
"Just a moment ago, a mysterious expert suddenly appeared in the valley. That person's strength was unfathomable. He didn't even activate his Spirit, and with just a casual strike, he severely injured Lord Xuehe, leaving his life or death unknown!"
Hearing this, Nana revealed a look of shock at just the right moment, her brows shot up, and her voice raised a few notches, filled with disbelief:
"Ah?! He didn't even use his Spirit and severely injured Lord Xuehe? Could the person who came be a Titled Douluo level expert?"
Heisha nodded like a garlic-pounding pestle, his face full of the fear of having survived a disaster:
"It must be a Titled Douluo! With Lord Xuehe's strength, he wouldn't be afraid of an ordinary Spirit Douluo at all!"
Seeing this, Nana's eyes changed suddenly, and the shock on her face instantly turned into "vigilance."
She took a step back, her gaze sweeping coldly over Heisha and the other Evil Soul Emperor, her tone carrying heavy questioning:
"That's not right. Lord Xuehe is a Spirit Saint, and even he was severely injured by that mysterious expert."
"You two are only Spirit Emperors, so how did you escape from that mysterious expert's hands?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Heisha and the other Evil Soul Emperor beside him, Furious Fiend, were instantly stunned on the spot, their expressions stiffening.
That's right, how did they escape?
The two of them recalled it now, and they were also full of confusion.
After the mysterious expert entered the valley, he didn't tangle with them at all, just threw them aside like trash, casually giving each of them a strike, directly beating them into severe injuries.
But after severely injuring them, he didn't deliver a killing blow, and then stopped paying attention to them.
The two were severely injured by one strike, unable to muster any desire to resist, and were scared out of their wits, which is why they ran for their lives.
But this reason sounded too bizarre, and even they themselves found it hard to believe.
Heisha opened his mouth, about to explain, but saw Nana's face becoming increasingly icy, appearing completely unbelieving.
Nana pulled the rope binding Xu Tianhao and the others behind her, turned around and was about to leave, saying coldly:
"I think you two have simply betrayed the Sacred Sect, secretly sold out Lord Xuehe, attracted the mysterious expert, and now you want to deceive me to snatch the blood food the Eighth Elder gave me!"
Hearing the words "betrayed the Sacred Sect," Heisha instantly became anxious, his face flushed red, and he stepped forward, arguing sharply:
"I, Heisha, am loyal to the Sacred Sect, how could I betray the Sacred Sect? You little girl, don't spit blood!"
However, Nana remained unmoved, her footsteps not stopping, clearly unwilling to tangle with them anymore.
Furious Fiend on the side was already heavily injured, and at this moment he was constantly coughing up black blood, his body tottering, and his desire for fresh blood had long since overcome his reason.
Seeing Nana about to leave, he could no longer hold back, evil intentions rose in his heart, and he spoke coldly:
"Why talk nonsense with her! We are almost unable to hold on, why care if she is the Eighth Elder's person or not?"
"This girl's aura is at most around the Spirit Ancestor level, she is no match for us two Spirit Emperors!"
"First snatch the blood food, devour the fresh blood to recover from our injuries, and talk about other things later!"
As his voice fell, Furious Fiend no longer hesitated, his spirit power surging all over his body, and although withered, it still carried the pressure of a Spirit Emperor level.
spirit rings rose from under his feet one by one, and his pitch-black blood-sucking insect Spirit was completely released.
Furious Fiend bared his fangs and brandished his claws, carrying a nauseating stench, and lunged directly towards Nana!