Devouring Soul Emperor

Facing the four heavy, imposing black Iron Walls, Chu Qingyun’s expression was serene. He directed his four remaining vines to lash out like whips, striking the Iron Walls fiercely.

Amidst a series of loud CRACKS, the four Iron Walls swayed violently, looking as if they would lose control and crash to the ground at any moment. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Wen Yanlie’s face went pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He stared intently at the Iron Walls and vines in midair, desperately trying to maintain control of his Soul Technique.

Wen Yanlie was already at his limit just barely controlling the four Iron Walls.

In this state, the constant harassment from Chu Qingyun’s vines compounded his difficulties, pushing his Control Power to the breaking point.

Chu Qingyun, in contrast, was effortlessly controlling ten vines at once while still being able to execute a royal-grade Sword Technique.

This was one of the less obvious but crucial benefits of the Devouring Martial Soul—perfect compatibility meant perfect control.

Elsewhere, the Ten-Star Vine’s tendrils fought against the roots sprouting from the ground in a fierce tug-of-war.

Six vines were wrapped tightly around Huang Ju’s ankles, squeezing his thick limbs so hard they cinched in and tore away chunks of flesh.

What pained him even more was that the roots binding him had also clawed bloody gashes all over his body to maintain their grip, tearing his clothes to rags.

The pain nearly drove Huang Ju mad, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

He knew this contest of strength between their Soul Techniques was putting immense pressure on Tan Qiu. If he cried out and distracted his ally, he would be doomed.

He was fighting three opponents single-handedly, yet he still looked completely at ease.

Many of the surrounding combatants had even stopped fighting, their gazes fixed on this contest of Soul Techniques in a mixture of shock and awe.

"Chu Qingyun, surrender if you know what’s good for you! You may be able to fight us to a stalemate now, but in a battle of attrition, you’ll be the first to fall!"

"If you surrender, we can split the rewards evenly. How about it?"

Huang Ju bit his lip hard, temporarily pushing aside the pain, and roared at Chu Qingyun through gritted teeth.

Despite the agony, he remained rational, only vaguely mentioning "rewards" without specifying the Storage Ring.

Otherwise, the situation here would have likely erupted into chaos instantly.

In Huang Ju’s eyes, Chu Qingyun was fighting three opponents simultaneously; his Primordial Power had to be draining at an incredible rate. Even the Qi Sea of a Tier Three Martial Soul couldn’t sustain that for long.

However, Chu Qingyun just laughed at his words.

’I’m the one who can’t hold on?’

’My Qi Sea has a radius of ten thousand meters. My Qi Sea alone is dozens, even hundreds of times larger than all three of yours combined. You want to play a game of attrition with me?’

Although Chu Qingyun had just advanced to a seventh-level Martial Artist, his Qi Sea was only about a quarter full of Primordial Power.

But at this rate of consumption, he could last for a whole day and night without fear!

Huang Ju’s words, however, did serve as a reminder for Chu Qingyun.

If he dragged this out and drained all three of them of their Primordial Power, it would undoubtedly attract unwanted attention.

After all, with hundreds of pairs of eyes watching, someone was bound to notice something was off.

"Huang Ju, I was just toying with you all. Did you really think these flimsy roots could hold me?" Chu Qingyun chuckled, his tone laced with disdain.

Huang Ju’s expression shifted, but he forced himself to remain calm. "That’s a Tier Three Control-type Soul! It’s only focused on two people, so its power is concentrated. There’s no way you can break free!"

His words sounded less like a threat to Chu Qingyun and more like an attempt to reassure himself.

’A Tier Three Martial Soul...’ Chu Qingyun snorted inwardly. He then activated his Profound Celestial Divine Pattern and struggled violently.

The roots, which had crept up to his knees, CREAKED under the strain of his struggles. He even tore deep, bottomless furrows into the hard ground.

But ultimately, it wasn’t quite enough. He couldn’t break free.

Seeing this, the hearts that had been in the throats of Huang Ju and his two companions finally settled.

"Chu Qingyun, you’re a dead man! Once your Primordial Power is depleted, I’ll make you suffer a hundred times what I’m going through right now!"

Huang Ju glared at Chu Qingyun with hatred. As he imagined how he would torture Chu Qingyun later, he found that his own pain seemed to diminish.

’The First Layer of the Profound Celestial Divine Pattern isn’t quite enough anymore...’

Chu Qingyun sighed to himself. ’If I had the Second Layer of the Profound Celestial Divine Pattern on my legs, I could probably break free from a restraint of this level.’

He thought of the three Tier Three Fiery Red Lotuses tainted by Fire Poison and felt a pang of frustration.

’Ice Element Demon Cores are too hard to find. If all else fails, I’ll just have to wait until I join the Great Xia Dragon Guard and see if I can use Military Merits to exchange for some other Fire Element Spiritual Medicines.’

"Huang Ju, we’ve dragged this on long enough. It’s time to settle this."

As he spoke, Chu Qingyun took his Thundercloud Sword and slashed it down the side of his leg, instantly severing the roots and freeing himself.

Although it was a Tier Three Soul Technique cast by a ninth-level Martial Artist, it couldn’t withstand the sharpness of the Thundercloud Sword, a Spirit Level Divine Weapon!

Huang Ju and his two allies were stunned. They had completely forgotten that Chu Qingyun could simply use his Spirit Level Divine Weapon to cut through the roots!

But Huang Ju’s surprise quickly turned to terror.

He saw Chu Qingyun charging toward him, sword in hand, his face etched with killing intent.

"Don’t kill me! I surrender! I..."

Huang Ju scrambled to beg for mercy, all the prestige of a Great Xia Guard Captain gone.

But Chu Qingyun had no intention of sparing him. "It’s too late for that. Die!"

"Thunder Sword Momentum!"

A single slash sent a torrent of ferocious power surging from the Thundercloud Sword, crashing down on Huang Ju like a tidal wave.

Struck from such close range, Huang Ju was completely powerless to resist.

The violent Thunder Power rampaged through his entire body!

Immediately after, the sharp Sword Momentum enveloped in lightning followed!

He was bisected by the sword—another instant kill!

The entire area fell silent once more. Everyone’s lips twitched as they looked at Chu Qingyun with incredibly complicated expressions.

He hadn’t even officially become a Great Xia Dragon Guard, yet he had already killed two of their captains. That was... truly in a league of its own...

After Huang Ju died, a golden, long-handled, hammer-shaped Martial Soul materialized from his body. Only after devouring it did Chu Qingyun discover it was merely a Tier Two Martial Soul.

Chu Qingyun had no interest in such a Martial Soul, so he used it to strengthen his Black Arrow Martial Soul directly.

After eliminating Huang Ju, Chu Qingyun turned his attention to Tan Qiu and Wen Yanlie.

"Chu Qingyun, you’ve already killed two captains! Are you going to kill me too?" Tan Qiu roared, his face pale as he stumbled back in fear.