Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 84 The Saint is Coming to the Northwest

Yunlan Mountain.

Su Yun walked out of the Gate of Life and Death.

"With that, the Yunlan Sect's affairs are concluded. Next, we will return to the Black Horn Region and await the fate of the Eight Ancient Clans... Hmm?"

Su Yun's expression changed slightly, and a gloomy and strange aura suddenly emerged in his perception.

It’s someone from the Soul Palace.

"It should be that Wu Guardian who secretly instigated Yunshan to lure me into the Yunlan Sect during the three-year agreement... Great, the vengeance I've had inscribed in my little notebook for a year can finally be avenged!"

Su Yun snorted coldly and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the other side.

The guardian Wu turned into a ghost and just returned to Yunlan Sect from outside.

"These remnants of the Xiao clan are like rats, burrowing into every place. They're really hard to find!"

The guardian Wu cursed loudly.

After Yunshan went crazy, he threatened Yun Yun to help him wipe out the remnants of the Xiao clan, but this woman was ungrateful and did not put in any effort, and just let her disciples deal with the matter.

This posed a great obstacle to his search plan!

"And Xiao Yan, it's really hard to deal with him hiding in Canaan Academy."

The guardian Wu frowned, and couldn't help but think of the poisonous body from the disaster, and his face became even gloomier.

If it weren't for that person, he would have captured Xiao Yan long ago. How could it have dragged on until now with no results!
"Forget it, there's no point in saying this now. If all else fails, I can just kill a few of Yunlan's disciples and use their souls to light the lamp. I'm not afraid that woman won't surrender!"

The guardian Wu smiled sinisterly. His eyes gleamed with cruel pleasure. However, even as his grin lingered, a deadly cold light flashed in his pupils.

"Zheng——!"

A clear sword sound suddenly rang out, and a sword light as bright as the Milky Way poured down from the sky. The sword was so sharp that it cut a vacuum crack visible to the naked eye in the hundred-foot void.

"No!"

The pupils of the guardian Wu suddenly shrank. This kind of power is that of a Dou Zun strongman!
What virtue and ability did he have to actually allow a Dou Zun to personally take action?!

The sound of the sword breaking through the air was as light as a cicada's chirping, but faster than thunder.

The condensed sword light passed silently, and the soul of the guardian Wu suddenly stiffened, and ripples like water appeared on his illusory figure.

"laugh--!"

A slight cracking sound was heard, and the guardian Wu lowered his head in horror, and saw spider-web-like transparent cracks appearing on his body, peeling off inch by inch, and finally turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating.

"Do not--!"

The sword light did not stop there, but continued to move forward, flattening the hills in the distance, and the rolling rocks stirred up a sky full of smoke and dust.

Su Yun curled the corners of his mouth, dug his ten fingers into the void, tore open a crack, and left quietly.

The revenge has been taken, but as for how this sword light will make the people of the Gama Empire sleepless, that is not his concern.

…………

Two months later.

The pitch-black night enveloped the fields like thick ink. The pale waning moon was eroded by dark clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time, casting a strange shadow on the rugged mountain ridges.

And in this uninhabited mountain range with a radius of thousands of miles, a huge palace clad entirely in black lurks in the embrace of the mountains.

Han Feng slowly ascended the steps, his brocade boots echoing dully against the ancient stone steps. The withered figure of the Soul Palace elder led the way, his black robe trailing behind him, casting a winding shadow on the ground.

The corridor is deep and dark, with gargoyle statues on both sides standing in twisted postures, and ghostly green phosphorescent flames dancing in their empty eye sockets, making the entire corridor look eerie.

Such a depressing environment made Han Feng's Adam's apple twitch.

As a subsidiary force of the Soul Clan, the Soul Hall has an extremely rigorous organizational structure.

The lowest level are the ordinary branch halls scattered in every corner of the Douqi Continent.

Above it is the Disha Palace. There are twenty-four Disha Palaces in Zhongzhou, and each one has a venerable master in charge.

When Han Feng arrived in Zhongzhou, he first went to a Disha Temple. After reporting the situation and reporting it to higher authorities, he was brought here by the elders of the Soul Temple.

“Above the Disha Palace is the Tiangang Palace.

There are only three Heavenly Palaces: the Heavenly Palace, the Earthly Palace, and the Human Palace. Even the weakest Human Palace is managed by the Great Heavenly Venerable and the Second Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Palace! Han Feng dared not make a sound. Every aura in this palace was far stronger than his, without exception.

If he dared to show the slightest sign of wrongdoing, according to the Soul Palace's style of doing things, they would probably extract his soul, skin him, and torture him severely!

"I just don't know if this is the Human Palace or the Earth Palace..."

Han Feng thought to himself.

As for the Heavenly Palace, he had never thought about it. The Heavenly Palace was ruled by the Soul Palace Master Hun Mie Sheng and was the real headquarters of the Soul Palace.

He had previously threatened to let the Soul Palace guardian take him to the Soul Palace headquarters, but that was just talk. With his status, being able to enter the Human Palace was already a good thing.

"arrive."

The hoarse voice of the Soul Palace elder was like the rubbing of dead leaves.

Han Feng snapped back to his senses, realizing with astonishment that he had reached the end of the corridor. He looked up and saw a massive black iron gate, over ten feet tall, before him. Scarlet runes were densely engraved on the door, pulsating like blood vessels.

"Go in, the adults are waiting for you inside."

"Thank you."

Han Feng was nervous. He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the hall. Suddenly, a cold air mixed with a faint smell of blood hit him in the face.

Deep within the main hall, a figure dressed in a dark robe leaned back in his chair, his hands casually resting on the armrests, his legs crossed, and his half-closed eyes sending chills down one's spine.

"Han Feng, the disciple of Yao Chen, an abandoned member of the Yao clan."

"it's me."

Han Feng said in a deep voice.

The man in the black robe suddenly raised his eyes. At that moment, Han Feng felt a sharp gaze piercing him, which made the blood in his body stagnate.

“The Xiao clan still has a Dou Zun alive, who even has the bloodline of a ninth-grade Dou Emperor. He may reach the Saint Realm in the future.

Our Soul Palace has always attached great importance to news about the Xiao clan. With just this piece of information, you can obtain the protection of the Soul Palace.

But you said there is news that is even more important than this?"

Han Feng endured the pressure from the black-robed man and shouted softly, "Yes!"

The black-robed man stared at Han Feng as if to judge whether he was lying. After a few breaths, he slowly said, "In a hundred years, you are the first outsider to enter the Heavenly Palace.

Tell me, if your information is truly valuable, then not only can you join the Soul Palace, I can also promise to support you in your advancement to Dou Zun, or even the Saint Realm!"

Heavenly Palace! Then this black-robed man must be...

Han Feng's expression became much more eager, and he said decisively: "Sir, Doudi relics have been unearthed in the northwest continent!"

The black-robed man's eyes suddenly focused, and a trace of saintly aura leaked out, making the heaven and earth pale in comparison, and the space wailed and collapsed: "Do you know what you are saying?"

Han Feng said sternly: "Han Feng is absolutely not lying. I have personally entered the ruins, and they are definitely left by the ancient Dou Emperor!"

Then Han Feng told the whole story of what he saw and heard in the ruins.

"To think that this is true... Are you sure the ruins are real?"

The man in the black robe's eyes flickered.

"Absolutely true!"

Han Feng said firmly: "If this is false, even if you kill me now, I will not complain!"

"Oh?"

The man in the black robe lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression as indifferent as an ancient well, and he tapped lightly with his slender index finger.

"Om-!"

The space of the entire hall suddenly twisted, and countless transparent spatial folds overlapped like waves, causing Han Feng's pupils to shrink sharply!
"puff!"

After a slight sound, his body exploded into a ball of scarlet blood mist like a red fruit crushed by an invisible giant palm. Only a blue sea heart flame remained burning quietly in the same place, reflecting the bottomless eyes of the black-robed man.

"Because what you said is true, I must die..."

A cold light flashed across Hun Mie Sheng's eyes.

(End of this chapter)