Chapter 919: Sealing the Ferocious Soul

A sudden, blinding light almost overshadowed the sun in the sky, causing many onlookers to be momentarily stunned. Gaze after gaze filled with shock and confusion turned towards the heavens. Xiao Yan’s fist collided fiercely with the fierce spirit, but a strange, powerful radiance from the white Nalan ring erupted like an energy shield, blocking the terrifying force of the spirit’s blow. Immediately, a powerful suction force erupted from within!

The suction force appeared abruptly but was extraordinarily swift, much like a rapidly spinning vortex. The source of this vortex was the small, snow-white Nalan ring. As soon as the suction force emerged, it targeted the ferocious spirit, which was enveloped in a malevolent aura. In that moment, the spirit, which had only known the lust for slaughter, suddenly displayed a hint of fear. Its body trembled violently, struggling to escape the pull of the suction.

The spirit’s attempt to flee was futile, as the Heavenly Fire Venerable inside the Nalan ring seemed determined to subdue it. The strange radiance surged intensely, doubling the suction force, and the spirit began to emit shrill, terrified screams. Its body struggled wildly, much like a wild boar on a stone slab, desperately trying to escape its fate.

As Xiao Yan watched the spirit, which was desperately trying to flee but getting closer to the Nalan ring, he felt a mix of joy and shock. He hadn’t expected the Heavenly Fire Venerable to still possess such capabilities in his current state. It seemed the Venerable had kept some secrets, at least he wasn’t as helpless as he claimed.

To easily subdue a spirit of Battle Sect level, Xiao Yan knew he couldn’t achieve it alone. Although it was possible the Heavenly Fire Venerable had unique methods to deal with such spirits, these methods still required substantial strength. So, even though the Heavenly Fire Venerable appeared weak, anyone who harbored ill intentions toward him would likely meet a grim fate.

While Xiao Yan pondered this, Xuan Hu, who was in the sky, noticed the spirit’s predicament. With a roar of anger, he moved his hand seals, and a powerful spiritual force erupted from the black fog!

With Xuan Hu’s intervention, the spirit’s resistance intensified. Eventually, it began to gradually withdraw from the range of the suction force!

“Xiao Yan, help me!” The radiant light from the Nalan ring continued to burst forth, but facing the combined resistance of two Battle Sects, even the Heavenly Fire Venerable was struggling to withstand the pressure. A voice echoed in Xiao Yan’s mind.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan’s heart tightened. It seemed that despite the Heavenly Fire Venerable’s reserve, he was no match for the spirit and Xuan Hu together. “How can I help you?”

“Channel your spiritual force into the Nalan ring!” the Heavenly Fire Venerable replied without any unnecessary words.

Xiao Yan nodded solemnly, then closed his eyes slightly. His robust spiritual force spread from his forehead and flowed unceasingly into the snow-white Nalan ring.

With Xiao Yan’s support, the suction force from the Nalan ring surged exponentially. The spirit, which had just managed to retreat a few steps, stumbled and tumbled forward under the increased suction. The next moment, it struggled to maintain a strange posture to resist, now only half a meter away from Xiao Yan, close enough for him to smell the frenzied, violent aura emanating from it…

“Damn it!” In the sky, Xuan Hu’s surroundings were engulfed in roiling black fog, revealing a face of anger and panic. The strange suction force had an unusually strong suppressive effect on spiritual force. Together with the spirit, they could barely hold their ground. After Xiao Yan’s reinforcement, the equilibrium shifted, tilting more towards Xiao Yan.

This scene was witnessed by the onlookers below, whose faces were filled with astonishment. They didn’t know what the strange radiance was, but from Xuan Hu’s agitated and anxious tone, they could tell he was in a difficult position. It was absurd to think that two Battle Sects, renowned for their strength, were being pushed to this extent by a Battle Emperor boy.

And yet, in front of everyone, the black-robed youth in the sky accomplished what even other Battle Sects couldn’t. This sight was nothing short of shocking.

Han Feng’s expression was exceedingly grim. His earlier sneer, brought on by Xiao Yan’s audacious actions, froze as the intense light appeared. He couldn’t fathom how Xiao Yan managed to resist both the spirit and Xuan Hu. Han Feng knew Xiao Yan’s fire lotus technique was powerful, but clearly, Xiao Yan hadn’t used it. The performance of Xuan Hu and the spirit… made his heart sink, and his confidence waned.

Mo Tianxing, standing nearby, glanced subtly at Han Feng, his eyes flickering with smugness. He had warned Han Feng that Xiao Yan couldn’t be judged by conventional means. When Xiao Yan faced off against the spirit and Xuan Hu, Mo Tianxing had already guessed that something unexpected might happen. Caution and prudence were part of Xiao Yan’s character.

“Good thing I didn’t get involved. Heh, I’ll just watch from the sidelines. It’s wiser to stay out of such unpredictable situations…” Mo Tianxing chuckled inwardly, stepping back a bit. This position was near the cliff, allowing him to quickly leave if things went sour. This cunning old fox was always thinking ahead.

“Eagle Mountain Elder, act now and kill Xiao Yan!” Amidst the tension, a cold, murderous shout erupted. Han Feng’s figure shot skyward, approaching Xiao Yan in mere moments. Clenching his hand, a sharp sword of Dou Qi appeared, and with a sharp jab, aimed for Xiao Yan’s neck.

*Bang!*

Before the sword could strike, a cold hum echoed in Han Feng’s ears. A graceful, enchanting figure appeared beside Xiao Yan, her hand reaching out and grabbing the sword. Grayish mist surged, and the sword disintegrated into nothingness. Then, her palm struck, sending a faint, fishy smell through the air, seemingly without force, but deadly.

Despite its apparent gentleness, Han Feng’s expression was grave. Tapping his foot, he retreated swiftly, dodging the attack. Glancing down, he saw that Su Qian had engaged the delayed Eagle Mountain Elder, and cursed inwardly.

After repelling Han Feng, Little Healer Immortal didn’t launch a follow-up attack but stood beside Xiao Yan, her cold gaze fixed on Han Feng.

Little Healer Immortal hovered gracefully, her white dress fluttering, outlining her enticing figure, her long, snowy hair cascading to her slender waist, and her grayish-purple eyes exuding a bewitching allure. Many men’s eyes flashed with admiration…

This enchantment, however, filled Han Feng with anger. He knew Little Healer Immortal was stronger than him, and with her protecting Xiao Yan, a sneak attack was nearly impossible. His only hope was that Xuan Hu could resist Xiao Yan’s strange techniques; otherwise, the day was lost…

Just as this thought crossed Han Feng’s mind, a terrified roar came from the black fog. “Damn it, what have you done?!”

Upon hearing Xuan Hu’s scream, Han Feng’s heart chilled. Looking at Xiao Yan, he saw the spirit rapidly approaching Xiao Yan and being sucked into the white ring on his finger.

“That ring did this?!” Han Feng was shocked. Despite his strength, he couldn’t detect the Heavenly Fire Venerable hiding within it.

With the spirit absorbed into the Nalan ring, the black fog around Xuan Hu roiled and dissipated, revealing a shadow. The shadow appeared blurry and unstable, and its aura weakened significantly. Clearly, losing the spirit linked to his soul had dealt a near-fatal blow, severely injuring his soul. Even the black fog he used to conceal himself faded, indicating his dire condition.

In his current state, even Xiao Yan could finish him off. Xuan Hu was… essentially crippled.