Three Trials (1)

"Hehe, it's me."

A soft laugh came from afar, and a figure appeared like a ghost where Cheng Xinxin had been standing.

Upon seeing the person who drew the sword, Fanxin and Cheng Xinxin both turned their gazes to him, scrutinizing him.

He was a handsome young man dressed in a black robe, with long hair flowing down his back. He had a confident smile on his handsome face and held a white longsword with sharp teeth in his hand. The sword gleamed and exuded a chilling aura.

"Who are you?" Fanxin looked the other person up and down, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion.

"Me?" The handsome young man smiled and said, "I am a swordsman, but of course, a swordsman who doesn't like to show off. I usually wear a mask, and today is the first time I'm showing my true face. You probably don't recognize me."

"With a sword covered in sharp teeth, are you perhaps the swordsman Youlong?" Fanxin hearing him mention the swordsman, Fan Xin couldn't help but scrutinize the man again, his gaze lingering on the fanged sword. A flash of inspiration struck him, and Satori.

Youlong was a swordsman, and quite powerful at that. He had heard of him before, but he didn't know what he really looked like, because his wanted poster showed his face covered. All he knew was that he carried a signature longsword covered in sharp teeth.

Seeing him in person now, he was somewhat surprised. This guy was way too old; he seemed even younger than him, yet he already possessed the strength of a swordsman.

However, he was curious whether this guy, who called himself a swordsman, was better or worse than the great swordsman Hawk-Eye.

"Not bad, you have a good memory." Youlong nodded and said with a smile.

"You've become their lackey?"

Fanxin Xin frowned slightly. This guy's strength was nothing special; if he got involved, he would probably cause them trouble. Of course, he wasn't particularly afraid, after all, his strength wasn't weak either, and they had many hidden experts on their side.

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. I owed someone a favor when I was weak back then, and now that I have to repay it, how can I refuse? A person must keep their word." Youlong Long shrugged helplessly and said.

"Looks like there's no room for negotiation then. Heh heh, in that case, don't blame me for being impolite." Fanxin sneered a few times. Although this guy was quite strong, if he really angered him, he wouldn't let him off easy.

"No, no, no!" Youlong Fanxin about to make a move when he immediately stopped him.

Fanxin was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Hey, what are you doing? Are we going to fight or not?"

"Hit me, but be gentle, I'm afraid of pain?" Youlong smiled innocently, looking rather simple and honest, which made people unable to help but smile.

However, Fanxin was too lazy to pay attention to him. He wouldn't hold back if someone went against him, and besides, he had no time to waste on the other party right now.

He thrust his sword out, killing the dark figure trapped in the net. Blood gushed out, staining a large area red.

He kicked the other man hard in the chest again, crushing his chest with Fanxin foot before stopping.

He threw the other's corpse into the lava, where it was burned to ashes. He then slightly raised his head and looked at Youlong, who was waiting nearby.

When Youlong saw Fanxin's sword coming at him, his expression immediately changed, then he grinned foolishly and said, "You went too far."

"When you kill someone, are you gentle?" Fanxin asked with a half-smile.

Youlong paused, unsure of what to say.

"Alright, either get lost or get killed. The choice is yours." Fanxin walked forward step by step, carrying an overwhelming pressure that caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.

Sensing the terrifying power emanating from Fanxin, Youlong knew he had to make a good choice, or things would get very troublesome.

He closed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly opened them, his gaze serious. He said, "One should never break one's promises. Now that I have defeated them, I must keep my word. Therefore..."

Youlong's meaning was quite clear; it was evident from the moment he opened his mouth.

Fanxin Xin had long understood the other party's meaning, so he didn't hesitate any longer and rushed over like Inazuma. When he got close to the other party, he slashed out with his sword, aiming for the other party's neck.

Youlong's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Fanxin to be so swift and decisive. Seeing that Fanxin was already close by, he knew he had nowhere to retreat. He immediately stopped idly trying to escape and blocked Fanxin's blade with his sword.

Fanxin's knife cleaved through the air, striking the opponent's longsword with sharp teeth.

A sharp clang rang out as the two knives clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

A tremendous force poured out from the Fanxin blade, sending the opponent flying quite a distance.

Instead of retreating, Fanxin Xin advanced, continuing his pursuit with Inazuma speed. He arrived beside Youlong again and slashed down once more, this time with two incredibly sharp blades. The blades cut into the fanged longsword, and the immense recoil caused Youlong's face to contort in pain.

However, Fanxin remained expressionless and continued to attack, seemingly unaware of fatigue.

His figure transformed into a shadow, appearing here one moment and there the next, incredibly fast, giving no one a chance to think or react.

Youlong was not weak either, but in terms of speed, he was obviously no match for Fanxin. Under Fanxin's storm of attacks, he could only parry and had no power to fight back.

Puff puff

Finally, Youlong's strength was exhausted, and it seemed that he could no longer keep up with Fanxin's pace. In the end, Fanxin slashed down with two swords, cutting into his chest and leaving two horrific gashes.

Fanxin originally intended to strike the other party, but a thought flashed through his mind, and he kicked the other party away, sending him flying far away, and then ignored him.

Whether you survive or not depends on your own fate.

Fanxin snorted coldly and stopped paying attention. Although he hadn't killed him, those two stabs had still made his opponent suffer. If his willpower hadn't been strong, he probably wouldn't have survived.

"Why did you let him go?" Cheng Xinxin jumped over and asked, puzzled.

With her keen observation skills, she had already realized that Fanxin hadn't intended to kill him; otherwise, those two blows could have easily struck his head.

"Hehe, this guy has some principles, at least he's not a bloodthirsty maniac. Keeping him around might be useful in the future, don't you think?" Fanxin said with a smile.

"I see. But I'm not very familiar with this person. Since you've made up your mind, let's just leave it at that. As long as he doesn't bother me, that's fine." Cheng Xinxin glanced at the spot where Youlong had fallen, too lazy to care anymore. Pointing to the passage cleared by the Ghost Clan, she said, "Let's go. The entrance to the small world beneath the Holy Land has finally opened. That's the real battlefield."

"Is that our destination?" Fanxin asked.

"That's right, that's our goal. Once we destroy it, we'll be completely free," Cheng Xinxin said with a smile.

Fanxin Xin nodded, waved to his companions who were still outside, and then the group quickly went inside.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance. Looking at the entrance that emitted a pale blue halo, Fanxin narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sense of vigilance slowly rose in his heart.

Those guys have lived here for hundreds of years, so they must have set up many checkpoints inside. Getting in easily will probably not be a simple matter.

However, now that he had come this far, he was naturally not going to back down easily.

"The situation inside is still unclear. Let's send someone to scout ahead first." Cheng Xinxin was also very cautious. After thinking for a moment, she said hesitantly.

"Who should we send?" Fanxin asked curiously.

Who knows what dangers lurk inside? Anyone who dares to venture there must be quick-witted and capable; otherwise, they'll be sending themselves to their deaths.

"The Soul Clan and Ghost Clan members, being in a soul state, can definitely be the vanguard. Of course, we also need to send others over, since those guys still have methods to deal with souls." Cheng Xinxin pondered for a while, then glanced at the Soul Clan and Ghost Clan members in the distance, a plan forming in her mind, and said.

"Alright." Fanxin thinking it over, Fan immediately selected several skilled fighters from his side and sent them into the fray with the Soul Clan and the Ghost Clan.

To be on the safe side, Cheng Xinxin and Fanxin had the Soul Clan and Ghost Clan members infiltrate their bodies to make full preparations for dealing with any sudden crisis.

They then entered through that entrance.

Fanxin, Cheng Xinxin, and the rest of the people waited there patiently.

Before she knew it, two hours had passed. Fanxin was getting impatient; after all, two hours had passed without any news from the other side, which was driving her crazy with worry.

"Why don't we just go in?" Fanxin said, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Don't worry, our Soul Clan and Ghost Clan won't be in trouble easily. Besides, if you investigate carefully, you'll definitely be able to find out their situation," Cheng Xinxin said calmly.

"Oh, what kind of ability is this?" Fanxin saw Cheng Xinxin sitting calmly on the ground, seemingly communicating with something. He had never done this before.

Seeing Fanxin's puzzled expression, Cheng Xinxin rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "Heh heh, your family really didn't tell you anything? Seriously, alright, sit down. This isn't something you can learn in a day or two. I'm communicating with them now, and I'll make sure it's all correct."

Fanxin Cheng Xinxin's confident expression, Fan Xin shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Alright then, do it yourself."

He sat to the side and waited. He really didn't know about this ability. After all, the Soul Clan was a very unfamiliar place to him. Although he was a member of the Soul Clan, he had rarely come into contact with the members of the Soul Clan since he was a child, so he was not particularly clear about the Soul Clan.

Since he has someone by his side who knows how to communicate with the soul inside, he doesn't need to create trouble for himself.

He waited quietly.

After a long while, Cheng Xinxin suddenly opened her eyes, her pretty face icy cold. She shouted, "Let's go! Something's happened inside!"

Fanxin was startled and sprang up, following Cheng Xinxin straight inside.

Upon entering, he took everyone into the Diamond Space.

He didn't know what dangers lay inside, so he couldn't release them immediately. Otherwise, if something went wrong, he'd be in a lot of trouble. It was better to let them stay inside his body for now than to let them suffer.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two immediately darted inside and vanished without a trace.

Upon entering, they found themselves in a long, dark passage, its destination unknown. However, Fanxin had no time to concern themselves with that, and they rushed forward at breakneck speed.

Cheng Xinxin ran while sensing her surroundings and constantly changing her position, with Fanxin protecting her from the side.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at a pool of water. The water in the pool was as black as ink, which was very strange. What was even stranger was that there were terrifying fluctuations of Soul Power surging in it.

"What is this?" Fanxin asked, looking at the pool of water with a puzzled expression.

"Soul Pool," Cheng Xinxin shouted, "Did you detect any familiar fluctuations from within it?"

"A familiar fluctuation?" Fanxin was taken aback. After carefully sensing it, his expression changed drastically. He said, "Have our Soul Clan and Ghost Clan members been integrated into it?"

"Not bad, it seems those guys have been preparing for this all these years, devising many methods specifically targeting us soul beings. I just sensed a powerful suction force surging out, tearing at their souls. Although we arrived in time, it was too late." Cheng Xinxin sighed. The suction force was too strong and too fast, leaving her feeling helpless. She had originally thought that arriving in time would be enough to save them, but now it seemed she had been overthinking things.

"Are they considered dead?" Fanxin wasn't particularly clear about the deaths of the Soul Clan, so he didn't know what was going on.

"This isn't exactly death, but it's irreversible. It's kind of a different kind of death," Cheng Xinxin said.

"They must be eager to fight, so why not?" Fanxin stepped forward, summoned the Soul Tower, and frantically devoured their souls, swallowing them into the Soul Tower. However, he did not erase their consciousness, after all, these people were his relatives and friends.

"This is my Soul Tower. You can rebuild your bodies inside, but it will take a while, so please be patient," Fanxin said calmly.

His Soul Tower is guarded by the souls of his ancestors, and Soul Tower has been modified and is no longer the same. It has blood-red marks inside, so no matter who enters, they cannot cause him any harm. Therefore, he is not afraid of these people causing trouble or those guys making a mess.

"Hehe, I hope you don't cause any trouble, otherwise, I'll have no choice but to devour you." Fanxin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile, but he quickly concealed it, and Cheng Xinxin didn't notice at all.