Chapter 650: The Four Demon Saints, A Daring Escape
In the sky over the Medicine Realm, the bodies of many powerful Medicine Clan members suddenly erupted with radiant light, and their Dou Qi became dangerously unstable.
"They're going to self-destruct!"
Seeing this, Soul Void Zi's face darkened. If so many strong individuals exploded at once, even with the space sealed, it might tear a rift in the barrier.
"Hmph, trying to escape under the Soul Clan's nose? It won't be that easy!"
Soul Void Zi's expression turned grim as he swiftly pulled out a scroll from his storage ring, its surface glowing with black flames. He tore it open, and as the black flames surged, a flaming portal appeared. Several figures quickly flashed through the portal, appearing in the chaotic sky.
It was clear the Soul Clan had dispatched reinforcements.
"Hehe, Yao Dan, I didn't expect that when we met again, you'd be in such dire straits," came a mocking voice as the figures emerged, spreading a cold and oppressive aura across the sky.
Yao Dan, sensing the new arrivals, quickly looked up. His gaze locked on two elders standing at the forefront of the black shadows.
"Soul Mirror and Soul Flame, two of the Soul Clan's Four Demon Saints—your clan certainly gives us, the Medicine Clan, plenty of respect. But even if we spill every drop of blood, we will never let the Soul Clan have its way!" Yao Dan responded coldly.
"Yao Dan, you overestimate your clan. To the Soul Clan, you're just slightly larger ants," one of the elders sneered. With a wave of his hand, he coldly ordered, "Leave no survivors."
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the command, the Soul Clan warriors behind him grinned viciously. Their Dou Qi surged, and they rushed toward the Medicine Clan, eager to destroy them.
"Explode!"
As the Soul Clan charged, a Medicine Clan elder suddenly self-destructed. Some Soul Clan warriors caught in the blast were instantly injured, coughing up blood as they retreated.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After the first elder's self-destruction, it was as if a flame had been ignited in the hearts of the Medicine Clan members. One by one, powerful clan members flared brightly before exploding like shooting stars in the sky.
Witnessing the fierce and almost tragic battle, Mu Yu's face grew grim. A battle for survival was always brutal—what they fought for was the continuation of their bloodline.
"Master Mu, the Medicine Clan elders are tearing open a space rift with their self-destruction to give you a chance to escape. The bloodline of the Medicine Clan is in your hands!" Yao Dan shouted, his eyes red as he looked at Mu Yu, his voice urgent.
Mu Yu nodded without hesitation.
With a wave of his sleeve, a spatial ripple spread toward the base of Medicine Mountain, gathering the trembling young members of the Medicine Clan hiding there into his beast ring. There were hundreds of them, all of whom had shown great promise during the opening of the Medicine Ceremony. They were the future of the clan and would now continue the bloodline by joining Yuanfu, where their talents could one day make them powerful alchemists.
Seeing the sudden disappearance of the younger generation, Yao Dan was momentarily stunned, then his gaze fell on Mu Yu's beast ring. It was a rare kind of ring that could store living beings, something even Yao Dan had never seen before.
But Yao Dan had no time to be surprised. A small sense of relief washed over him, and he looked gratefully at Mu Yu. "Thank you, Master Mu. The Medicine Clan is about to fall, but from now on, the remaining clan members will follow your lead. Please take care of them."
With these words, Yao Dan pulled out an ancient token from his robe, filled with the scent of medicinal herbs. He looked at the token with reluctance before resolutely tossing it to Mu Yu.
Mu Yu caught it and noticed that the token was made of an unknown material, ancient and weathered. The character for "medicine" was inscribed on it, exuding an ancient aura.
"This is… the token representing the position of the Medicine Clan leader," Yao Lao muttered, his face filled with pain and sorrow.
By handing over the leader's token, Yao Dan was entrusting the clan's last hope to Mu Yu and signaling that he had accepted his own fate. From this moment on, the Medicine Clan was truly finished.
"Get ready. I'll hold off Soul Mirror and Soul Flame, while the other elders tear open the space for you to escape," Yao Dan said, wiping the blood from his face. His expression became calm, and he even managed a smile. With a stomp of his foot, he shot into the sky like a blazing comet, his Dou Qi roaring as he charged toward Soul Mirror and Soul Flame.
"This madman…"
Seeing Yao Dan coming at them with everything he had, the faces of Soul Mirror and Soul Flame turned cold. They both attacked at once, causing the sky to tremble.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Yao Dan engaged in a fierce battle with Soul Mirror and Soul Flame, many Medicine Clan elders rushed forward and began to self-destruct, one after another, at the same point in space.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The space around them twisted more and more violently, as black flame runes leaked out from the cracks, until finally, with a violent surge of energy, the space barrier shattered.
"Go!"
As the black flame runes crumbled, Mu Yu quickly stored Gu He and Yao Lao in his beast ring. He exchanged a glance with Xiao Yan, and the two of them unleashed their full power, moving like lightning toward the broken space.
"Soul Void Zi, stop Mu Yu and Xiao Yan! The clan leader has ordered Mu Yu's death, and Xiao Yan holds a piece of the Ancient Emperor Jade of Tuo She!" Soul Void Zi shouted, watching in alarm as the two rapidly approached the shattered space.
"Hmph, do you think I have three heads and six arms?" The Void-Devouring Flame grunted in displeasure, his tone irritated.
Hearing this, Soul Void Zi could only laugh awkwardly. The Void-Devouring Flame, the strongest being there, was already occupied stabilizing the space seal and recovering from his previous battle with the remnant soul of the Medicine Emperor. He was also controlling countless soul-devouring flames, so he didn't have the capacity to take on more.
"I'll handle it. Soul Mirror, leave this old Yao Dan to me. He thinks he can stop the two of us alone—what a joke."
In another part of the battle, Soul Flame, one of the Four Demon Saints, smiled faintly. With a flash of his figure, he broke free from the battle and darted through the air like an eagle, heading straight for Mu Yu and Xiao Yan.
"Mu Yu and Xiao Yan, heh, your names are well known in the Soul Clan. If not for certain clan plans, I would have come to deal with you sooner. Besides the Gu Clan, your two names are the only ones that have caused the Soul Clan so much trouble in recent years!" Soul Flame's voice was filled with menace as he appeared in front of them, his speed terrifying.
Seeing their path blocked by such a powerful enemy, Mu Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged grim looks. Soul Flame's strength was overwhelming, at least at the late stage of Seven-Star Dou Saint, even stronger than Yao Dan.
"King of the North!"
With a thought, Mu Yu summoned a pitch-black spear, the mighty Divine Black Thunder Spear. In the next moment, the spear transformed into a thousand-foot-long dragon and shot forward with terrifying speed, heading straight for Soul Flame.
"Hmm? A spirit weapon? It carries the aura of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan."
Soul Flame raised an eyebrow in surprise at the fierce attack. He had seen human-shaped pills before, but even in his long life, he had rarely encountered a spirit weapon with such power.
"Even though the Ancient Void Dragon Clan's physical strength is formidable, it's still lacking…"
Despite his surprise, Soul Flame didn't back down. His Dou Qi surged, and with a casual wave of his hand, he summoned a massive energy hand that easily intercepted the spear.
Not only that, but the force of Soul Flame's attack sent the spear dragon crashing backward. Its powerful body, though tough, showed dents under the assault of a late-stage Seven-Star Dou Saint.
"Destruction Thunder Orb!"
As the spear was pushed back, Mu Yu clenched his fist, and nine different-colored mystical thunders swirled into a vortex in his palm. In just a few seconds, the mystical thunders merged into a single orb that radiated a destructive aura.
"Go!"
Mu Yu threw the orb with a flick of his arm, sending it hurtling toward Soul Flame. It exploded near him with a deafening roar, releasing countless bolts of lightning charged with destructive power.
Soul Flame's expression changed drastically as the terrifying energy washed over him. He summoned all his Dou Qi to defend against the onslaught, but the power of the explosion was overwhelming.
After a few moments, the destruction gradually subsided, and a figure, wrapped in black smoke, plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground and leaving a massive crater in its wake.
Mu Yu squinted, watching Soul Flame's weakened form. His aura had diminished significantly, indicating he had suffered serious injuries.
Beside him, Xiao Yan and the others gasped in shock. They could hardly believe that a late-stage Seven-Star Dou Saint had been pushed to this extent.
"Quick, the space rift is open!"
Mu Yu's tone was urgent. He wasn't surprised by the power of his Destruction Thunder Orb, knowing it combined the strength of nine peak mystical thunders and the Nine Profound Golden Lightning. If not for the risk of a counterattack from the Soul Clan, killing Soul Flame wouldn't have been impossible.
Following Mu Yu's words, the group noticed a space rift had indeed opened in the aftermath of the explosion. Their spirits lifted.
"Let's go!"
With his bone wings outstretched, Mu Yu shot toward the rift, knowing this was their best chance to escape.
"Stop them!"
Soul Flame, now airborne again, roared in fury. He hadn't expected to be humiliated by Mu Yu, and his rage was mixed with a strong sense of killing intent.
"Boom! Boom!"
As the remaining strong members of the Medicine Clan saw Mu Yu and his group nearing escape, they began to self-destruct one after another. The resulting explosions prevented the Soul Clan warriors from stopping them.
Soul Mirror, still battling Yao Dan, watched the scene unfold with a dark expression. He hadn't expected that young man from the Lei Clan to be capable of repelling Soul Flame. Just as he prepared to break away and intervene, he sensed something.
Yao Dan's face twisted with a crazed grin as his Dou Qi flared violently.
"Mu Yu, thank you."
As Yao Dan's Dou Qi reached its peak, he glanced back at Mu Yu and his group disappearing into the space rift, and a look of relief filled his bloodshot eyes. Then, with a roar, another explosion, as powerful as the Destruction Thunder Orb, echoed across the blood-soaked battlefield.
(End of Chapter)
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