Chapter Sixteen: The Fake Soul Pill

  The Duanhun Spear's anomaly shocked some people, the Red Dragon glanced at Xiao Yi, his fists clenched tightly, and the blood in his body began to boil, a burst of energy no less than Huo Lian Qianfu rose up.

  Rumble!

  More than 5,000 ethnic warriors launched a simultaneous attack, each throwing a punch. The battle energy surged like thunder exploding in the sky, shattering the air within a radius of several miles, creating a vacuum world.

  Roar!

  Above the sky, a red heavenly horse roared, emitting a fierce tiger-like roar. A pair of heavenly wings flapped, and flames shot out from between them, like a fiery light sword slashing through the air, which ripped apart like torn silk. Pale waves of air rose to the heavens and connected with the earth, resembling white columns of air.

  This is the power of Tianma, in its brow, a fiery red star appears and slowly rotates, the vast blood energy surges like a giant wave, the breath emanating from its body is extraordinary, with an ancient aura similar to that of the mammoth elephant, this is the power of Tianma, the original power belonging to the Tianma tribe.

  Suddenly, a violent storm swept through the Wind Tooth Valley, causing it to shake violently. In the center of the valley, on a wide stone platform, a black figure sat cross-legged. In front of him, 45 crimson dan pills floated in mid-air, and with each breath, one of them was swallowed into his belly.

  Suddenly, the white fog in front of the black shadow twisted violently, and the originally dense fog suddenly dispersed a lot, becoming thinner.

  Suddenly raising his head, two golden lights shot out from the black shadow's eyes, sharp and unmatched, instantly piercing through the air and opening up two fine vacuum channels.

  "Damn it! It's not even entering the formation, but relying on this power alone to completely destroy the Great Devouring Soul Formation will take a considerable amount of time. By then, I'll have fully transformed and reached the pinnacle of my life. At that time, unless it's a Human Tribe's Fusion Realm expert, no one can intimidate me, Biyun!"

  A white mist churned, and on the stone platform, the black figure's withered body slowly emitted a rich aura of life. Its dry body began to plump up, and under the black beast cloak, those chicken-claw-like hands also regained their roundness, shining like gold and jade.

  Outside of Wind Tooth Valley.

  More than 5,000 ethnic warriors joined forces and launched a simultaneous attack. Outside the Wind Tooth Valley, the earth's surface suddenly revealed rows of eerie blood patterns. These blood patterns were like large blood pythons that burst out with sharp screams after being invaded by the war atmosphere.

  Boom!

  Shi Zhi Xuan struck out, the black iron rod in his hand suddenly swept out. This rod was fierce and unyielding, with a pale blue battle aura burning on it. A piece of air dozens of feet long was compressed and crushed, falling onto one of the blood threads, causing it to shatter into four or five pieces.

  As the Blood Pattern collapsed, the white mist in Fengya Valley slowly dissipated, and the battle auras of thousands of people converged into a cyan torrent that crushed the narrow valley entrance, opening up a wide True Void Road.

  "Kill!"

  Shi Zhi Xuan violently drank, the black iron rod rose, his body's war aura roared, the heavenly fire spear shattered, seemingly not causing him any harm. He fiercely charged and killed, the red heavenly horse descended, he rode the horse up, arrived above the Wind Tooth Valley, the black iron rod in his hand emitted a dense blue light, the rod's mysterious light flickered repeatedly.

  "Heavenly Fire Burns the Soldiers, Heavenly Fire Clubs!"

  Shi Zhi Xuan let out a loud roar, his black iron rod smashing down, unleashing a massive energy beam over three zhang long. A pale blue flame burned as the air shattered, and the white mist above Feng Ya Valley was instantly dispersed by the energy beam. As the mist thinned, more than 5,000 soldiers transformed into a sea of flames, charging into Feng Ya Valley.

  The Soul-Breaking Gun shattered the air, and Xiao Yi appeared in front of it. Thin layers of white mist were pierced through, scattered, and on the ground, as long as there was a hint of blood, it was completely submerged by the surging war energy, turning into powder. This Great Devouring Soul Array was eerie, but under the impact of thousands of warriors' blood and energy, it still swayed unsteadily, showing signs of collapse.

  The Soul-Breaking Gun emitted a cold glow, and the chill spread in all directions. The seemingly entangling white mist was as thick as a swamp, and from time to time, there were strange winds blowing, corroding flesh and blood. However, under the Soul-Breaking Gun, they were all pierced one by one. Xiao Yi faintly felt something, that was the person inside the gun helping him.

  "Charge in!"

  In Xiao Yi's mind, the middle-aged man's voice echoed.

  What!

  Xiao Yi's expression changed slightly, but soon his eyes became sharp and the Broken Soul Gun also had a faint purple glow. As the purple glow appeared, the white mist in front of him was suddenly torn apart like broken cloth, and Xiao Yi's figure flashed and disappeared into it.

  The war cry shook the air, thousands of soldiers attacked the large formation, and from time to time, someone was blown away by the strange wind, turning into blood powder. However, the large devouring soul formation also swayed unsteadily, its patterns gradually being erased, and the occasional crying sounds that were transmitted out also disappeared. Those were the residual souls of the Wind Tooth tribe, which finally rested in peace as the formation was continuously eroded. As for Xiao Yi's figure, it was insignificant in this vast sea of people, everyone fought to madness, and today they conquered only one person. The former Wind Tooth tribe had long been erased within this large devouring soul formation, and the past grievances also disappeared completely with the disappearance of the crying sounds.

  Walking through the vast white fog, under the Soul-Splitting Gun, the white fog retreated and was cut open without any resistance. Xiao Yi held his gun and moved forward, with a murderous intent spreading in his eyes. Now he understood that perhaps on that day at Jingyuan Valley, what they saw were not the real Fengya tribe people.

  "This time, I will take action."

  Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He didn't say anything, his shooting technique became even more fierce and swift. Like a sharp arrow, he quickly arrived at the center of Feng Ya Valley. In the midst of the swirling white mist, a stone platform appeared and disappeared, with strange red lights flashing continuously, suspended in mid-air like blood-colored stars. There were twelve of them, and in an instant, one of the red lights vanished.

  When he got close to within ten zhang of the stone platform, Xiao Yi finally saw clearly the black figure on the stone platform. It was a young man in black robes, sitting cross-legged with his body surrounded by a strong aura that was slowly cracking the entire stone platform, but there was no sound because the top of the stone platform had already become a completely empty world.

  "You've finally arrived!" The black-robed youth suddenly opened his eyes, and a piercing golden light shot out, like two golden swords, piercing through Xiao Yi's eyes.

  The Soul-Breaking Spear swept across, shattering two golden auras. Xiao Yi's figure also retreated two steps, his eyes heavy with concentration. He could sense the aura on his opponent that was similar to the black shadow, but compared to before, it had become unimaginably stronger. It seemed to have already surpassed the level of the Great Circle of the Immortal Pulse. Xiao Yi gazed at the golden auras slowly emanating from his opponent's body, as if they were spreading from deep within their bones. The aura was astonishingly not inferior to that of the Clan Master Shi Zhenxuan, and even seemed to be holding back in reserve. His opponent's cultivation had advanced so rapidly, it was almost unbelievable.

  No!

  Xiao Yi noticed that the eleven red grains were actually eleven dan pills, each emitting a shocking aura of blood energy. The strength of this aura was almost comparable to that of a thousand-man commander-level strongman. Moreover, there were faint threads of spiritual power flowing within them. What caught Xiao Yi's attention even more, however, was that his own bloodline was stirring restlessly due to this, and the twenty-six heavenly veins in his body were humming. The eleven dan pills contained the bloodline of another tribe!

  In an instant, Xiao Yi seemed to understand something. He vaguely knew the reason for the disappearance of the entire Feng Ya tribe and why this person would become so powerful in a short period of time. That Great Devouring Soul Array might not just be for killing enemies.

  "You have refined the entire Wind Tooth tribe." Xiao Yi said in a low voice.

  "Not bad!" The young man in black robes had a calm gaze, with a golden aura surrounding him. "I have blood-sacrificed the entire Wind Tooth tribe, and adding to the one your Blood Stone tribe contributed earlier, I have refined a total of 52 False Soul Pellets. With this, I have repaired my injuries, restored my cultivation, and further broken free from my shackles, reaching the realm of Xian Bone. You may not know what level of cultivation I am at now, but soon you will see that your so-called 5,000-strong army is nothing but a group of insignificant ants in my eyes, easily annihilated with a wave of my hand. Remember, I am Bi Yun, from the Lei Jian Bing Department's Tian Bing Road, the leader of the Xian tribe!"

  Then, the patriarch of the Xian tribe, Biyun, opened his mouth and sucked in, about to swallow all eleven remaining fake soul pellets into his belly. He wanted to try to break through again, and at his current level, if he could break free from his shackles once more, he would reach an astonishing realm. By then, as soon as he returned to the sect's main gate, he would immediately become an inner disciple.

  With the added blessing of the celestial aura, Biyun could imagine that his future achievements might perhaps reach the lofty realm of a celestial king, but the realm of a celestial general was not entirely impossible.

  But at this moment, under the stone platform, Xiao Yi's broken soul gun had a surge of purple energy, and in an instant, Biyun Hanmao exploded, with golden light filling his eyes. A gigantic golden shield condensed before him, over ten zhangs in diameter, its surface seemingly solid, even emitting threads of sharp golden air that cut off everything in front of it.

  But in the next instant, Biyun was shocked and furious, because Jinzhun had not suffered any force at all, but the eleven fake soul pellets in front of him had all disappeared. In front of the stone platform, three feet away from empty space, stood a human figure. This was a middle-aged man with a bronze-colored body that shone brightly, with purple hair flowing on his face. He was bare-chested, and in his hand, he grasped the eleven fake soul pellets. With a flick of his sleeve, they fell into Xiao Yi's hands.

  His pupils suddenly contracted, and Biyun's expression changed to become extremely solemn. A golden aura flowed around him, and four golden shields appeared, blocking the void in all directions.