Chapter 220 – Misty Cloud Sect is Done For!?
In the heat of midsummer, black snowflakes sparkled faintly under the sun's rays.
High above, with a flick of Xiao Yuan's thoughts, the falling snow condensed into crystalline shards and shot toward Wu Protector.
Wu Protector merely glanced at the attack with a calm expression. With a flick of his hand, a pitch-black chain rattled out from his palm, coiling like a venomous serpent at his side.
The chain vibrated lightly, and then—accompanied by a shrill laugh—Wu Protector gave it a whip. The chain streaked through the air like a black serpent and pierced directly toward Yun Shan.
Boom!
Under the gaze of countless onlookers, two terrifying attacks collided. The deafening explosion that followed thundered across the sky, leaving many briefly deafened.
Waves of energy rippled outward. Below, Yun Shan clutched his bleeding chest and quickly took a healing pill from his ring. Squinting through the distortion caused by the blast, his heart suddenly tensed—his expression darkened in alarm.
From the midst of the shockwave, a white figure flashed into view. In an instant, Xiao Yuan appeared before him, and a punch, packed with immense force, crashed straight toward Yun Shan's face.
Already heavily injured, Yun Shan could barely respond. Though the damage wasn't fatal, he had yet to recover. Unprepared, he was struck square in the chest. His internal Dou Qi scattered, and he vomited blood before collapsing, unconscious.
"Old Sect Master!"
Grand Elder Yun Ling shouted in panic, then, enraged, launched himself at Xiao Yuan.
But Xiao Yuan—now terrifyingly strong—simply waved his palm, freezing Yun Ling's Dou Qi mid-air. Cold energy followed, sealing the elder in a thick block of ice.
"I suggest you all stay put."
Xiao Yuan's voice rang cold and firm as his eyes swept over the surrounding Misty Cloud Sect elders.
"This old man had no respect for his age. I spared his life only because he's Yun Yun's teacher—not because I fear your sect. Don't make me put all of you in the freezer."
The next second, he vanished.
Boom!
A black chain shot toward where he had stood, blasting a crater into the platform.
The elders flinched and stepped back in unison. They knew they were no match for this level of battle.
Even Yun Yun, at five-star Dou Huang, couldn't match Xiao Yuan, let alone stand against both him and Wu Protector. Not that she was even in the state of mind to try.
"Slippery brat."
Wu Protector emerged from the warped space, sneering up at Xiao Yuan who hovered in the air.
Zzt!
Suddenly, a black chain lashed out like a snake, its tip aimed at Xiao Yuan. Etched with mysterious runes and spirals, it radiated ominous killing intent.
Xiao Yuan didn't dare be careless. This was a Four-Star Dou Zong. He could dominate Yun Shan easily—but against this one? That was another story.
Mystic Ice Spiral Slash!
Xiao Yuan condensed a spinning vortex of ice and launched it at the chain.
But—snap!
The chain instantly shattered the ice spiral and surged straight for his brow.
Hmph!
Xiao Yuan snorted, summoning pale brown flame into his hand. He formed a fire lance and hurled it at the chain.
The two collided. Though no massive explosion followed, dark energy mixed with faint brown flames rippled outward, warping the surrounding space.
The fire lance didn't break. Instead, intense heat surged along the chain, making Wu Protector's body flare uncomfortably. He had to circulate Dou Qi just to contain it.
"A fine Heavenly Flame, indeed!"
Wu Protector's eyes gleamed as his chain retracted, coiling again at his side.
"A fine piece of trash."
Xiao Yuan sneered.
He had confirmed it: though the chain wasn't ordinary, his Heavenly Flame—a treasure of heaven and earth—could not only negate the soul-sapping properties but turn it back on Wu Protector.
Wu Protector laughed again, his hands shaking out three new black chains that hovered like serpents above his head.
"Triple Soul Lock!"
With a change in his hand seal, all three chains shot forth like lightning, forming a net that sealed every escape path.
But Xiao Yuan merely smirked.
Under Yao Lao's tutelage, his flame control had reached new heights.
With a sweep of his sleeve, he fired twelve slender pale-brown flame serpents, which coiled around him, then launched outward to intercept the chains.
Clang! Clang!
As flame met chain, sparks flew. The attacks were evenly matched. Every move Wu Protector made was countered.
"He can control twelve flame snakes at once? Xiao Yuan's soul power and flame mastery are far beyond me now…"
Fa Ma couldn't help but sigh in awe.
If only Xiao Yuan were a true alchemist, he'd already be a tier-6…
"Twelve? Your soul is stronger than I expected…"
Wu Protector, surprisingly, looked pleased. But that grin froze when Xiao Yuan waved again.
The twelve flame serpents latched onto the chains—then exploded.
Boom!
The force shook the sky.
Wu Protector scowled.
His chains… were broken.
"Damn brat!"
But Xiao Yuan wasn't done.
"Mystic Ice Dragon Soar!"
He completed his seal, and nine black ice dragons took form, absorbing the falling black snow as they roared skyward.
"Hai Bodong's ultimate technique!"
Jia Xing Tian exclaimed in awe. He wouldn't have survived that move.
Xiao Yuan—young and devastating. He'd defeated Yun Shan and now wielded the ultimate ice skill!
Wu Protector snorted. He teleported beside the unconscious Yun Shan and slammed a palm down on his skull—extracting his soul and sealing it in a soul pouch.
Xiao Yuan's eyes narrowed.
Seriously? You're stealing souls now?
Then—he did the same to Yun Ling, frozen in place. The chain pierced his chest, and his soul was yanked out.
Below, the Misty Cloud Sect was filled with horror. Elders' faces turned pale.
Then Wu Protector raised both hands, casting an ominous ritual.
"Ninefold Soul Devour!"
Dark mist erupted from him, engulfing Yun Ling's soul. Sounds of chewing echoed from within.
At the same time, the nine dragons closed in—but a wave of black energy surged out, colliding with them. Both powers dissolved.
"Kekeke… With just this, you think you can break Soul Hall's secret art? We had considered supporting Misty Cloud Sect… but no longer. I think I'll be taking back my… investments."
Elders tried to flee—but Wu Protector's mist surged down, freezing them in place.
They twisted in agony. Faces contorted.
"What are you doing?!"
Yun Yun screamed. These elders were the sect's foundation—if they fell, the sect was done for!
"They took Soul Hall's power to become stronger. Now it's time to pay the price."
Wu Protector's voice dripped with malice.
"Release!"
Ten elders collapsed like puppets. Their souls floated from their skulls, drawn helplessly into the mist.
Yun Yun trembled, her face drained of color.
Then she snapped.
"Give them back!!"
Her Dou Qi exploded outward. She streaked toward the mist.
"Foolish girl!"
Wu Protector fired a black energy arrow at her forehead.
Yun Yun responded instantly—slicing it apart with sword energy—and charged straight in.
But the black mist surged toward her.
Just then, a white figure, trailing green lightning, snatched her out of range.
"You okay?"
Xiao Yuan held her, voice soft.
"I—I'm fine."
Blushing as she stared into his handsome face, Yun Yun's heartbeat skipped.
She quickly wriggled free.
"Thank you... for saving me."
She turned back toward the mist, glanced at Xiao Yuan, and asked:
"Can we beat him?"
She scanned the fallen elders—eyes burning with fury.
"Hard to say."
Xiao Yuan shook his head and popped a pill into his mouth.
"But let's find out."
(END CHAPTER)
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