The sudden disturbance in the sky caused everyone to be stunned. Their gazes fixed on Han Feng, who slowly withdrew his hand from Xuan’s body, and when they saw the sinister smile on his face, all of them felt a chill in their hearts. This man… has a heart as cruel and ruthless, even towards his own companions, he showed no mercy.
Han Feng’s ruthless methods intimidated many people, but it also incited stronger resistance in more people’s hearts. This included the Eagle Mountain Elder; although he himself was not a good person, such despicable acts against comrades were still things he could not do. And now, with Han Feng daring to strike down Xuan so recklessly, there was no doubt that he would have no hesitation about striking others next, feeling no guilt whatsoever…
Unaware of what the crowd was thinking, after dispatching the Xuan protector with an unexpected move, the latter’s soul, deprived of its consciousness, gradually became more illusory. Han Feng looked indifferently at the fading soul before him, a greedy and sinister smile curling around the edges of his mouth. Opening his mouth, black fog condensed inside, forming a strange swirling vortex, and between surges of suction, swallowed the soul of the Xuan protector whole.
As the Xuan protector’s soul entered Han Feng’s body, the latter’s body began to tremble violently. A fierce and overwhelming energy surged out from within him, like a tornado that forced the surrounding air to flee.
Thick black fog, almost palpable enough to cover one’s senses, continuously poured out from Han Feng’s body. His build visibly grew larger, and bubbles of energy constantly rolled and churned along his skin, causing disgustingly puffy eruptions on its surface. It was clear that in swallowing the Xuan protector’s soul, Han Feng had acquired a vast pool of spiritual power. This power was so strong that even he struggled to control it fully, resulting in the outward leakage of energy in the form of these bubbles…
From suddenly striking at the Xuan protector to subsequently devouring his soul, Han Feng had shown no hesitation. His actions were as smooth as flowing water, and when the crowd finally came to their senses, they felt the powerful surge of energy emanating from his being…
This aura was so powerful that even the Little Healer Immortal could not match it. From this, it was estimated that Han Feng’s strength had now reached the pinnacle of a five-star Battle Sect, surpassing even the Little Healer Immortal.
Feeling the formidable wave of energy coming from Han Feng, Xiao Yan frowned slightly. This repulsive scene of soul devouring was not his first time seeing such; it seemed most Soul Palace members knew and practiced these abhorred techniques, relying on devouring companion souls for strength. Though it carried significant long-term side effects, it granted them a temporary boost in power…
“I’ll handle this…” The Little Healer Immortal, her gray-violet eyes staring intently at the steadily rising energy exuded by Han Feng, said softly.
“Let me help you buy some time…” Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan voiced somberly.
“Sure, though defeating him in his current state might be difficult, I’m confident I can hold him off.” The Little Healer Immortal smiled sweetly and nodded.
“Try not to lift the seal on the poison body if possible…” Glancing at the endearingly smiling face of the Little Healer Immortal, Xiao Yan sighed and spoke softly.
Taken aback, the Little Healer Immortal softened her voice, “I’ll try, but our opponents lately aren’t weak. Lifting the seal is needed to handle them effectively.”
Xiao Yan let out a bitter laugh, “Bringing you by my side was originally to help you control your poisoned fate, yet I only sped up its arrival… If something unexpected happens, how can I ever forgive myself?”
The Little Healer Immortal gave a gentle smile, “Recently, despite the danger, I’ve had a happy time compared to being alone in the Yuncheng Empire. So, any mishap truly is just bad luck and not your fault…”
“Do you think I’d feel that way?” Xiao Yan shook his head, sighing in resignation.
Pursing her delicate lips, the Little Healer Immortal batted her lengthy eyelashes, then giggled, saying, “Probably not…”
“Is this flirtatious banter over? Because once it is, prepare to meet your doom.” A cold, sinister voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the conversation between Xiao Yan and the Little Healer Immortal. Turning their gaze, they spotted Han Feng hovering in the sky, surrounded by a cloak of black mist…
At this moment, Han Feng seemed to have thoroughly absorbed the Xuan protector’s soul force, causing his prowess to spike in a short time. The gushing power inside him made his fear of the Little Healer Immortal dissipate, replaced instead by relentless killing intent, which festered within him.
Han Feng floated like a demon crawling out of hell, underpinned by the dense, black mist—a sight reeking with malice and cold evil…
With a light step, the Little Healer Immortal walked through the air and summoned towering torrents of grayish energy enveloping her entire body. The faint stench of poison wafted in the air due to the highly corrosive nature of her toxic energy, turning the environment unnaturally sour.
Seeing the Little Healer Immortal stepping forward, Xiao Yan exhaled a soft breath, glancing indifferently at Han Feng, before slowly retreating. As he stepped back, Qinglian Core Fire, Heart-dropping Flame, and Bone Spirit Cold Fire all appeared quietly…
“Hmm!” Recognizing the two flames swirling around Xiao Yan, Han Feng understood what he intended. Uttering a disdainful snort, sound waves, enveloped by potent energy, spread out rapidly. The space trembled as they passed through it.
A cold flicker of emotion washed over the Little Healer Immortal’s purple-gray eyes, swishing her delicate hand, the swirling gray energy around her roared into action, forming a grand barrier of glowing energy.
The soundwave smashed into the shining barrier, creating ripples on its surface.
“Chill!” The impact did not break the barrier; it was only a test. With another grip, thick black fog rapidly converged in front of him, transforming into a colossal broadsword ten zhang long. Harrowing screams continuously echoed from the blade, and faint traces of residual spirits flitted across its edge.
“Go!” A sharp glint of murderous desire flashed in Han Feng’s eyes. Flicking his fingers, a stern command issued from his lips. The massive fogged sabre tremored lightly, becoming increasingly ethereal.
Gazing at that ghostly weapon, concern etched upon the Little Healer Immortal’s face. She distinctly sensed the horrifying energy contained within—the mixture of qi and spirit forces making it far fiercer than ordinary qi.
Taking a deep, preparatory breath, the Little Healer Immortal began to weave a series of seals, summoning a powerful stream of dark-grey qi bursting forth from her body.
“Heaven-Eclipsing Rain!” The qi surged upwards, quickly coalescing into a grey cloud overhead, followed swiftly by a torrent of similarly hued liquid rainfall. To the untrained eye, the rainwater seemed powerless, but closer scrutiny revealed that every raindrop carved a faint, dark line in the void space…
These poison-infused droplets did not fall to the ground; upon descending to a certain point, they vanished, converting into threads of gas, floating into the grey cloud, condensing once more into drops, thus repeating endlessly.
“Plip-plop! Plip-Plop!” A myriad of tiny, dark-gray drops descended. Amidst the veil of rain, a sudden streak of black pierced through, its sharp aura directly aimed at the Little Healer Immortal.
Simultaneously, the giant black saber found itself surrounded on all sides by countless attracted droplets. Upon contact, the sabre’s black shroud thinned with audible fizzling, and it slowed dramatically, as if caught in quicksand.
From afar, Han Feng watched the sluggish movements of the sword, his brows furrow. Her techniques indeed held a bizarre charm, and this poison could even corrode qi…
“In the past, perhaps beating you was tough, but now…”
“Soulsong Cry!”
A sneer crept across Han Feng’s face as hand seals abruptly changed. An overwhelming burst of spirit force erupted forth from his brow!
*Hum!*
As this soul force surged, the black-fog-covered sword shivered violently, releasing a peculiar soundwave that expanded outwards…
Upon hearing the unsettling noise, the Little Healer Immortal trembled, her soul feeling the sharp pang of piercing agony. Gazing at the pain, her countenance altered—it couldn’t be—could this black sword attack her soul?
Wincing from the soul injury, the Little Healer Immortal’s gaze turned hollow, and the black sword, seizing this brief lapse, transformed into a lightning bolt, dashing towards her vulnerable throat.
A sharp gust cut a thin red line across the alabaster skin, and just as the Little Healer Immortal’s vacant look evaporated, her eyes instantly shifting from purplish-gray to alternating violet and gray…
At this instant, the sealed Toxic Calamity Body awakened…
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