Devouring Soul Emperor

Feeling that berserk power, Tunfeng was instantly snapped back to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, drew his saber, and charged forward to meet the attack.

"Ice and Snow Blade Slash!"

It was a move that fused a Soul Technique with his Spirit Level Treasure Saber. A massive Cold Ice Curved Saber shot out, flying toward Chu Qingyun.

However, this sword strike from Chu Qingyun not only contained the power of a King-Level Sword Technique, but also held the might of the Thundercloud Sword and the Profound Celestial Divine Pattern.

Its power far surpassed Tunfeng’s Ice and Snow Blade Slash!

Under the Thunder Sword Momentum, the Cold Ice Curved Saber only held on for a moment before dense cracks spread across it. Then, with a BANG, it completely disintegrated.

The remaining force of the Thunder Sword Momentum slammed into him. Tunfeng’s Protective Primordial Power was torn apart in an instant, and the front of his body was blasted into a scorched, mangled mess. He stumbled back wretchedly, over and over.

Their leader, Tunfeng, couldn’t even take a single blow from Chu Qingyun!

Facing Chu Qingyun’s aggressive assault, Tunfeng’s heart filled with terror. Once again, he retreated...

Last time, he had faced Chu Qingyun and four others. As their leader, he had shamefully retreated and fled.

But this time, facing Chu Qingyun alone, he had shamefully retreated yet again!

"Damn it, block him! Block him for me!"

As Chu Qingyun pressed closer step by step, Tunfeng clutched the wound on his chest, shouting in a panicked terror as he ordered his surrounding subordinates to stop Chu Qingyun.

But those who gritted their teeth and charged forward were, without exception, killed by Chu Qingyun in a single move!

Morale is a strange thing.

When morale is high, it’s not impossible for one man to fight ten.

But when morale collapses, an army might crumble at the first touch.

In wars fought by ordinary people, the general’s banner is crucial. If the banner falls, that side’s morale can vanish in an instant.

As the leader of these three hundred-plus ninth-level Martial Artists, Tunfeng’s significance was the same as a general’s banner.

If Tunfeng had fought to the death without retreating, even if he died under Chu Qingyun’s sword, he could have inspired fighting spirit in his subordinates, encouraging them to fight Chu Qingyun and his companions to the bitter end.

After all, those who came to Shilin Town to deal with the Great Xia Dragon Guard had all prepared to die in battle.

But Tunfeng had shamefully retreated once more. Furthermore, he forced his men to charge forward to act as his human shields. Because of this, the morale of the Martial Soul Hall’s side completely evaporated.

And so, Chu Qingyun’s slaughter of them proceeded even more smoothly, further accelerating their rout!

This was also why Chu Qingyun hadn’t directly used Thunder Light Sword Qi to cut down Tunfeng with a single strike.

On the Martial Soul Hall’s side, the collapse of morale spread rapidly.

Xia He and the other three were facing over a hundred ninth-level Martial Artists. They had originally been locked in an even stalemate, and had even been at a slight disadvantage.

However, after the Martial Soul Hall members on Chu Qingyun’s side were slaughtered and routed, Xia He’s group of four was suddenly filled with soaring momentum. As for the Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists they faced, they instantly deflated.

In an instant, the Martial Soul Hall’s hundreds of ninth-level Martial Artists were completely overwhelmed. Chu Qingyun and Xia He’s group of four subjected them to a two-sided Strangulation, and they were soon slaughtered and scattered. Only twenty to thirty men remained, guarding Tunfeng as they retreated to the side of the black iron chest, their faces grim.

"L-Leader, it’s no use! We can’t beat them! Should we... release that monster?" a ninth-level Martial Artist next to Tunfeng said, trembling.

A conflicted and complicated expression appeared on Tunfeng’s face.

’Releasing the monster is easy. I just need to use a bit of Primordial Power to break the seal on the iron chest from the outside.’

’But the problem is, if we release that monster, we might not be safe either. The monster can usually maintain a faint shred of reason, but once it’s attacked or gets into the heat of killing, it becomes completely uncontrollable!’

’Besides, it’s easy to let it out, but getting it locked up again would be incredibly difficult.’

That was why, all this time, Tunfeng had only used the monster’s sense of smell to help them find their targets. Even with his men on the verge of being wiped out, he was very hesitant to release the monster.

While he hesitated, another dozen or so Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists died at the hands of Chu Qingyun and his group.

Having slaughtered over three hundred ninth-level Martial Artists from the Martial Soul Hall with just five people, Chu Qingyun’s group of five was now brimming with confidence, their auras overwhelming. They were about to press their advantage and completely annihilate Tunfeng and his remaining men!

Just then, Tunfeng suddenly shouted, "Stop! Halt!"

"Tunfeng, do you think we’re playing house with you? You think you can just call a timeout?"

Chu Qingyun said with a cold laugh, but the five of them still stopped in unison, curious to see what other tricks Tunfeng could possibly pull.

’In any case, there are only a dozen or so of them left. They couldn’t escape even if they sprouted wings.’

Tunfeng’s expression was ugly. He swept his gaze over Chu Qingyun’s group of five and said in a low voice, "Captains of the Great Xia Dragon Guard, you have already killed nearly five hundred of my ninth-level Martial Artist subordinates. That should be more than enough for you to report back. Go back, or else..."

"Or else what?"

Xia He sneered contemptuously.

"Or else... or else I’ll take you all down with me!"

Tunfeng’s face twisted. He suddenly let out a great roar and slammed a hand onto the iron chest beside him.

Beside him, the faces of the last dozen or so Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists changed. They instinctively took two steps to the side. They all felt a soul-deep terror for the thing inside!

The expressions on the faces of Xia He and the other three also changed abruptly.

Noticing something was wrong, Chu Qingyun frowned. He asked them in a low voice, "What’s in there?"

Fear flashed in the eyes of Xia He and the other three as well.

"We don’t know. Before, whenever we tried to fly, some disgusting fleshy tendrils would shoot out from it and drag us back down. Those tendrils are incredibly sturdy. It only retracts them when we manage to hurt it..."

"Captain, what do we do? Do we fight or not?"

Remembering those disgusting and incredibly tenacious fleshy tendrils, Xia He and the other three hesitated.

At this moment, a look of resignation appeared on Chu Qingyun’s face. ’I knew it,’ he thought. ’The Martial Soul Hall wouldn’t have orchestrated this incident with just a few hundred ninth-level Martial Artists. But... I can’t miss out on the Nascent Condensation Pill...’

Suddenly, a glint flashed in Chu Qingyun’s eyes. A Ten-Star Vine shot up violently from the ground. With extreme speed, it stabbed fiercely toward Tunfeng!

’To defeat the enemy, you first defeat their leader. If I kill Tunfeng, all of this will be over!’

However, he hadn’t expected that two Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists would actually dart forward and block the vine with their own bodies, buying time for the others behind them to intercept it.

These remaining men were all Tunfeng’s fanatically loyal followers!

"You- you still want to kill me!? Do you think killing me will do any good? Every single one of us knows how to break the seal!"

"If you won’t let me go, then let’s all die together!"

Tunfeng was both shocked and enraged. Primordial Power surged from his hand. The tyrannical Primordial Power smashed into the seal on the iron chest, shattering the bright, silver seals one by one!