Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 641: Supreme Sect Leader, Lu Daochang!
Jiang Meier wielded a long whip, fearlessly slashing towards the Withered Soul, the power erupted was astonishingly terrifying.
The long whip was like a knife, capable of severing all things.
However, the Withered Soul was not afraid at all. With a wave of its massive soul body hand, countless souls surged forth in an instant.
Previously, Chu Nan had used the Battle Soul Banner to control souls in battle, but the Withered Soul itself was akin to a Battle Soul Banner, even more powerful.
With a mere strike, countless Yin Souls shrieked and charged out, transforming the surrounding hundreds of miles into a kingdom of the dead.
Jiang Meier’s expression changed drastically; her Charm Technique was utterly ineffective against these Yin Souls, and although the Emperor’s Whip could damage souls, it left Jiang Meier in a flustered state.
Seeing his Yin Soul army entangle Qiu Huang and the other two, the Withered Soul turned and departed without hesitation.
It was merely a Yin Soul, its strength barely reaching the ninth heaven. Prolonged battle was not an option against these three; everything it had done was a delay, an opportunity to refine the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall for itself.
As the Withered Soul was about to leave, the Second Hall Master and Jiang Meier showed anxious expressions.
Qiu Huang, however, spoke coldly, "Withered Soul, if you think such insignificant tricks can handle me, you’re far too naive!"
With a wave of his hand, endless black light transformed into a gigantic vortex sweeping across the four directions.
The aura of death pervaded the surroundings, and at that moment, Qiu Huang appeared even more like a deceased entity than a Yin Soul.
He wielded the Power of Death, wildly devouring the surrounding Yin Souls, who continued to struggle in vain as they were swallowed by the Nine Wastes in just a matter of breaths.
Not far away, Chu Nan watched this scene with silent shock; the prowess of the First Hall Master was indeed terrifying, his Martial Dao belonged to a realm Chu Nan had never witnessed before.
The Withered Soul, the strongest of the Soul Dao, even with all its abilities, was unable to defeat the First Hall Master; it was truly unimaginable.
"Qiu Huang!" the Withered Soul was furious to see its Yin Soul army entirely consumed by the First Hall Master.
But there was no time to turn back and fight; instead, it turned to flee.
At the same time, the Withered Soul was burning more of its soul, using it to exchange for greater speed, intending to enter and refine the sun within.
It believed that with its Saint-level soul power, it would easily refine the sun within that stone.
Yet Qiu Huang was unwilling to give the Withered Soul another chance; he, along with the Second Hall Master and Jiang Meier, dashed out instantaneously. Under his cultivation at the peak of the ninth heaven, their speeds surpassed the Withered Soul’s.
"Withered Soul, you can’t run anymore!" Qiu Huang caught up to the Withered Soul, his cold, bone-chilling voice piercing into its mind.
Immediately, the three of them surrounded the Withered Soul and unleashed formidable Martial Skills together, shattering the Withered Soul’s soul.
"Qiu Huang, you bastard!" the Withered Soul roared in anger, burning its own soul to transform into an even more powerful force to resist Qiu Huang and the other two.
The Second Hall Master and Jiang Meier were retreating step by step, not daring to attack after dozens of rounds.
Because they couldn’t withstand the Saint-level soul power.
However, Qiu Huang remained utterly unfazed; no matter how the Withered Soul attacked, his aura showed no fluctuations, rather he continuously suppressed the Withered Soul.
The Power of Death landed punch after punch on the Withered Soul’s Soul Body, riddling it with holes instantaneously, like a tattered rag.
"Why, why are my soul attacks useless against you?" the Withered Soul let out a miserable howl, not understanding, for it was a Saint-level soul.
A Saint-level soul, even a strong Return to One Realm martial artist might not possess, why could Qiu Huang, merely a peak ninth heaven, ignore its soul attacks?
Qiu Huang’s expression remained unchanged, his tone carried mockery, "Withered Soul, just as you devised ways to contend with me, haven’t I been guarding against you?"
"Since your soul reached the Extraordinary top grade, I have been searching in the Celestial Crossing Realm and the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall for Supreme treasures to defend against souls."
A gray halo flashed above Qiu Huang’s head, he said proudly, "Eternal Indestructible Divine Halo, a Saint-grade Spirit Martial, can defend against souls and resist possession."
"Withered Soul, from the start, you were already defeated by me."
Zila!
With a wave of Qiu Huang’s hand, the Withered Soul’s essence was torn in two, although it quickly recombined, it was visibly weakened.
At this moment, Qiu Huang held an overwhelming advantage, the Withered Soul, even as the Soul Dao’s first, was no match at this point.
"Withered Soul, ultimately, you are just a soul, you’ll never understand that only Martial Arts Cultivation is the strongest and brightest path in this world." Qiu Huang stepped towards the Withered Soul, his tone carried judgement.
Everything seemed settled, the Withered Soul had no chance for counterattack.
"With your resolution, the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall shall fall into my hands." Qiu Huang sneered, preparing to deliver the final blow to the Withered Soul.
The Withered Soul’s face showed despair, letting out a mad howl, "No, no, I am unwilling, unwilling..."
Phcht!
Something unexpected happened, a thick arm suddenly pierced through Qiu Huang’s chest.
Bright red blood gushed from the wound, the black light surrounding Qiu Huang flickered continuously, gradually dimming.
The Withered Soul stayed rooted in place, Jiang Meier, unbelieving and aghast, said, "Second Hall Master, why betray the First Hall Master!"
On the steps of the mountain, the Second Hall Master, who had just assisted Qiu Huang against the Withered Soul, suddenly sprang up, unexpectedly penetrating Qiu Huang’s chest directly with an arm when no one was watching.
This unexpected turn of events stunned everyone, no one would have anticipated the Second Hall Master, loyal to Qiu Huang, would choose to betray.
Pfft!
Qiu Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, not too surprised by the moment; he said coldly, "As expected, my guess was correct, you did come, Lu Daochang!"
The Second Hall Master’s form began to transform, a red robe emerging, a face as flawless as jade, eyes sharp like swords, the supreme Sect Leader of the Ancestor Sect, Lu Daochang.
The Ancestor Sect held many strange ancestral bloodlines, as well as numerous kinds of inheritance.
Even Chu Nan had his means of disguise, how could the supreme Sect Leader of the Ancestor Sect, Lu Daochang, not?
Chu Nan was not surprised by Lu Daochang’s appearance, only didn’t expect him to kill the Second Hall Master, disguise himself, and stealthily stay by Qiu Huang’s side.
Lu Daochang’s tone was sinister, coldly stating, "Qiu Huang, I have waited too long for this moment, after today, the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall will be reclaimed by the Ancestor Sect, and I can head towards the coveted Heavenly Balance Realm."
Upon reaching the peak of the ninth heaven, a martial artist’s cultivation can progress no further, everyone seeks a way into the Heavenly Balance Realm.
But the Sea of Suffering is hard to cross; no one can rely on their physical body to cross it, it is a place where death is almost guaranteed.
Another method is to pass through the Cyan Demon Mountain Range, but there the Cyan Demon, with immeasurable cultivation, guards it, who can pass through?
Therefore, only in this Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, a place where the Ancestor Sect gathered countless Supreme Treasures from the lower realms, might there be a treasure capable of traversing the Sea of Suffering.
