bdsm-fiction 933. The battle ends.
933. The battle ends.
Xiao Yan could already feel the amplification from the clan mark gradually disappearing; after all, the clan mark wasn't omnipotent. Xiao Yan pondered in his heart that if he absolutely had to kill Hun Yan, he would have to use the Fire Lotus, but if the Fire Lotus really exploded, the Flower Sect's mountain gate would be in grave danger.
Moreover, the current situation is extremely favorable to them, and it's almost impossible for any unexpected events to occur. Most importantly, Xiao Yan has his eye on the corpses and souls of the two from the Soul Palace, which are crucial to his future attempts. Using the Fire Lotus would ruin everything.
Therefore, Xiao Yan also knew that he couldn't solve the problem perfectly on his own, so he simply asked the void, "Teacher, after watching for so long, it's time for you to make your move."
As Xiao Yan finished speaking, two figures stepped out of the void. It was Yao Lao, who had been watching the battle for some time. Beside him was another woman with a cold and aloof temperament, like the moonlight. Xiao Yan knew without asking that she was definitely Qing Xianzi from the Flower Sect.
The Azure Fairy's jet-black hair was neatly tied up with a single plain silver hairpin, revealing her exquisitely sculpted jawline and neck. Her eyes were like deep pools in winter, her nose was high and straight, and her lips were a natural pale red, with the corners habitually pursed slightly. Most strikingly, a pale blue crescent-shaped mark adorned her smooth forehead, exuding an aura of unapproachable majesty.
Originally, Fairy Hua planned to join forces with Yao Lao and Fairy Qing, but there was no response after the message was sent. In anger, Fairy Hua decided to ambush Xiao Yan together.
However, Yao Lao and Qing Xianzi were unwilling to act immediately, which suited Xiao Yan's wish to obtain the bodies and souls of two Dou Sheng powerhouses.
Upon seeing the two appear, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated and transmitted his voice to Yao Lao, saying, "Teacher, I need these two to have their Dou Sheng bodies and Heavenly Realm souls as intact as possible. Thank you!"
Upon hearing this, Yao Lao's eyes flashed with a strange light, but he still nodded to Xiao Yan and replied, "A Dou Sheng's body and a Heavenly Realm soul are indeed priceless treasures. You have quite the appetite, kid, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Then, with a flick of his soul power, Yao Lao's soul clone instantly appeared beside him, accompanied by a vast soul pressure.
Even though Xiao Yan was fully focused, he still couldn't catch Yao Lao's splitting of his clones. This was a real difference in their souls!
Seeing this, Hun Yan, who had been constantly being worn down by Xiao Yan, turned ashen-faced and filled with regret. She had been far too hasty in her decision regarding the Soul Clan's status.
He only brought his own trusted subordinates and did not consult with any of the higher-ups in the Soul Palace. Now that the Flower Sect's grand formation is fully activated, it is sufficient to intercept any messages he sends.
He had originally thought that even if he was no match for the Dou Sheng-level subordinate, he could easily escape by abandoning him. However, the figure that suddenly appeared displayed a soul clone right from the start, a technique that could only be used by those at the late stage of the Heavenly Realm or even the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.
Moreover, that person's battle aura level was in no way inferior to his own; he was at least a two-star Dou Sheng level expert. Facing such a powerful opponent, his chances of survival today were probably slim. At most, he might have only a sliver of a chance, and he had to be decisive!
Then, Hunyan shouted to Hunhu, "Hunhu, your chances are slim! Your opponent is too strong! Self-destruct immediately!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the fighting spirit within Hun Yan's body surged violently like a volcano that had been directly ignited. Her aura suddenly increased dramatically, as if she wanted to self-destruct her body to save her soul.
Seeing this, the old apothecary's lips curled into a disdainful smile: "Too late to self-destruct now! Soul-Suppressing Seal!"
The old man's right hand, which had been behind his back, suddenly rose up, his five fingers reaching out to grab at the air in the direction of Hun Yan.
The pale soul power instantly enveloped Hun Yan and Hun Hu like a storm, unleashing a soul sealing power several times stronger than what Xiao Yan had just released.
Hunyan suddenly realized that she had lost all five senses again. This time the separation was extremely thorough, unlike the instantaneous escape last time. Even though Hunyan clearly sensed that she was sealed, the confinement was too tight and too firm, with no hope of breaking through.
His remaining consciousness, like a lamb to the slaughter, was unable to think of any way out.
In the midst of her struggle, Hunyan realized everything: she was finished, completely finished!
In his final moments, Hunyan was unable to control his body and could only use his soul power to destroy his storage ring, preventing these people from obtaining his treasures and the secrets of the Soul Palace. This was the last thing he could do.
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Yao Lao held a palm-sized, almost solid soul in one hand, with the physical bodies of Hun Yan and Hun Hu floating beside him. Finally, he handed them all over to Xiao Yan.
Then, Yao Lao shook his hand as if he had done something insignificant. He then reminded Xiao Yan, "Your physical body is still intact, and your soul has been completely imprisoned by me, so it can't cause any trouble for the time being. Although you've completely imprisoned it now, these Soul Palace guys are extremely ferocious. You must be very careful when dealing with them to avoid any accidents."
Xiao Yan looked at the loot floating in front of him, his eyes gleaming with excitement. This was a body of a Dou Sheng level. Almost all Dou Sheng would choose to self-destruct to seek a way out for their souls when they were no match for them, so these bodies and souls were rare and precious items.
Listening to Yao Lao's instructions, Xiao Yan already had a plan: "Don't worry, Master, I'm prepared. I'm going to the Heavenly Tomb, where Ancestor Xiao Xuan is. There won't be any accidents."
"You're really lucky, kid. If you hadn't already taken a trip, it would have taken much more effort to take them down... It's a pity that their storage rings were destroyed by their remaining soul power, otherwise the gains from this trip would have been beyond imagination."
Qing Xianzi stepped forward, glaring at Yao Laodao, her tone merciless: "You old codger, you're already a Dou Sheng, and you're still so greedy. Everyone who's cultivated to Dou Sheng has spent their life fighting and killing. Aside from family and friends, who wants their fighting techniques, cultivation methods, and collected resources to be used by others after they die?"
When the old doctor was scolded by the fairy in front of him, he was not angry at all, but instead smiled. The fairy's tone seemed stern, but in fact she was worried that he would have any lingering resentment, so she was deliberately trying to comfort him.
As a disciple, Xiao Yan could sense that his teacher was in a very good mood today.
Yao Lao rubbed his hands together, pointed at Xiao Yan and said, "This is my most prized disciple in my life, Xiao Yan, as you already know."
"Little fellow, this is... your Master Qingyao." The old doctor paused for a moment, and finally chose to address her as "Master's Wife."