"What if the Spirit Hall drops the warrant for your arrest?"
Su Zui held the wine pot and slowly took a sip of wine.
His tone was light and airy, more like the ramblings of someone drunk.
"Hahaha... Xiao Zui, you're drunk."
Zhao Wuji shook his head, not taking Su Zui's words to heart.
In his eyes, it was the Spirit Hall! How could Su Zui possibly ask the Spirit Hall to stop their pursuit of him?
He is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, not the Spirit Hall.
You must know that he has been wanted by the Spirit Hall for decades. He has gone from a vigorous young man to a calm and reserved person. He has long been used to hiding and living on the run.
In his heart, his arrest warrant was a stain that could never be removed, a shackle that he could never take off.
He never dared to imagine that he would one day walk openly on the mainland, without having to hide or pretend to be fierce.
"Xiao Zui, I appreciate your kindness, but the Spirit Hall is beyond your current comprehension."
"On the contrary, not only should you not contact the Spirit Hall, but you should also deliberately avoid the Spirit Hall until you have grown stronger. After all, the Spirit Hall will not allow such a powerful genius to appear on the continent."
"If the Spirit Hall discovers you, there are only two outcomes: either you will be hunted down by the Spirit Hall and forced to flee for your life, or you will submit to the Spirit Hall."
Su Zui smiled slightly, "Back then, were you also hunted down because you refused the Spirit Hall's offer of recruitment?"
Zhao Wuji smiled and nodded.
"That's right, I was also hunted down by the Spirit Hall because I refused their offer to recruit me."
Su Zui was silent for a moment, then asked with some confusion, "Since you said that the Spirit Hall is a powerful organization, why don't you join it?"
"In my youth, I was arrogant and thought the Spirit Hall was too domineering. I'm used to being free and unrestrained, and I don't like being bound by those rules and regulations."
Then, Zhao Wuji looked at Su Zui with some surprise.
"Xiao Zui, you don't seem to have any aversion to the Spirit Hall."
Why resist the Spirit Hall?
Hearing Su Zui's question, Zhao Wuji fell silent for a moment.
Yes, why is he against the Spirit Hall? He is against the Spirit Hall because he is being hunted down by the Spirit Hall, but Su Zui really has no reason to be against the Spirit Hall.
However, Zhao Wuji eventually came up with a plausible reason.
"Because you're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"Should the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect oppose the Spirit Hall?"
As Su Zui spoke, his face was filled with reminiscence.
"The Soul Master subsidy is issued by the Spirit Hall, and the Law Enforcement Hall was also established by the Spirit Hall."
"The Spirit Hall is the only organization on the entire continent that truly cares about the interests of ordinary people; the people are in the Spirit Hall's heart."
Upon hearing Su Zui's words, Zhao Wuji did not refute them, nor could he find any reason to do so.
However, just as the two fell into a silence, a shrill scream suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest.
"Ah--!"
The sound was extremely sharp and painful, adding a chilling touch to the already silent night.
That's Meng Yiran's voice!
Su Zui and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, warily watching the direction from which the sound came.
Zhao Wuji's Soul Power tensed instantly, and his aura became sharp.
"Oh no, something's happened!"
Su Zui's eyes narrowed, and he already gripped the Great Luo Sword Embryo in his hand. "Let's go, let's go take a look!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the two figures leaped out simultaneously.
Zhao Wuji looked imposing, but his speed was incredibly fast. He pushed aside the weeds in the forest and charged forward like a cannonball.
Su Zui stepped on the Dragon Swimming Nine Steps.
Taking advantage of the darkness, the two sped off towards the direction from which the sound came.
The further they flew, the colder and more biting the air in the forest became.
The once refreshing evening breeze in the forest was now mixed with a strong stench of blood and poison, making one's scalp tingle just from the smell.
Continuing forward, a long trail of blood could be clearly seen on the ground, along with the aura of fluctuating Soul Power.
Clearly, a fierce battle had just taken place ahead.
Seeing the traces around them, Zhao Wuji and Su Zui were startled and quickened their pace once more.
The two traveled a long way and finally arrived at the place where the sound came from.
Seeing the scene before him, Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted.
In the center of the open space, Meng Yiran curled up on the cold earth, in extremely poor condition.
At this moment, Meng Yiran's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
A dense layer of cold sweat seeped from her back, soaking her long hair, and the messy strands clung to her cheeks and neck.
At this moment, Meng Yiran's body was convulsing and spasming uncontrollably.
Su Zui quickly stepped forward and took in Meng Yiran's current state.
She clenched her teeth tightly, suppressed groans escaping her throat, each breath accompanied by excruciating pain.
And not far in front of her lay a huge black spider corpse.
The spider had its eight legs spread out, its hard exoskeleton covered with strange patterns, and a faint black mist swirled around it.
What's most bizarre is that a strange human face is prominently displayed on the spider's head.
This is none other than the infamous, highly venomous Soul Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest — the Man Faced Demon Spider.
At this moment, the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse was still warm, and the poison had not yet dissipated, which was enough to prove that the battle had not ended for long.
Meng Yiran's tragic state was clearly due to a fatal mistake during the absorption of the Soul Ring.
Su Zui turned his gaze to the right side of the open space, where Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang were both slumped on the ground.
The once invincible Peerless Dragon Snake Douluo Continent now had despair in his eyes.
Chao Tianxiang trembled slightly, her face was pale, and her eyes were empty and lifeless.
She stared blankly at her granddaughter on the ground, her heart filled with despair.
The situation in Meng Shu was even worse.
His eyes were bloodshot and red, staring intently at Meng Yiran, who was struggling in pain.
The couple had roamed the continent for decades, encountering countless Soul Beasts, and considered themselves highly experienced.
But it was this arrogance that led them to do the thing they regretted most in their lives.
From a distance, they saw that the Man Faced Demon Spider was not very large, and subconsciously judged it to be just Man Faced Demon Spider that was a little over a thousand years old.
But to their utter surprise, this seemingly insignificant demonic spider was actually a genuine two-thousand-year- Man Faced Demon Spider!
The Soul Power of the Man Faced Demon Spider increases exponentially every hundred years. A thousand years and two thousand years may seem like only a difference of double the time limit, but the difference in danger is worlds apart.
Meng Yiran is only a level 30 Soul Elder with three rings, and her foundation is still shallow.
She's not a monster like Su Zui; how could she possibly withstand Soul Ring that's over two thousand years old?
The consequence of forcibly absorbing it is that the body is torn apart by this Berserk Soul Power, and the person dies bleeding from all seven orifices.
At this moment, Meng Shu was filled with extreme remorse, and even contemplated suicide.
Meng Yiran's parents were killed by Soul Beast in an accident. Meng Yiran was the only bloodline of their Dragon Snake Family!
The two of them worked hard and accumulated resources their whole lives, all for Meng Yiran.
It could be said that at this moment, Meng Yiran was the only motivation for the Dragon and Snake couple to live.
If Meng Yiran dies here tonight, all the efforts the couple has made in their lives will have been in vain.
Even though they were filled with immense regret, there was nothing they could do.
Although the two were renowned throughout the continent, their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was even capable of going toe-to-toe with Titled Douluo- level powerhouse.
However, despite their great strength, they were completely helpless against this backlash of Soul Power.
They couldn't find any way to save their granddaughter.
They could only watch helplessly as their granddaughter was torn apart bit by bit by the Soul Power, slowly heading towards death.
Their powerful Spiritual Power allowed them to clearly perceive every second their granddaughter was heading towards death.
This feeling almost completely crushed their will.
Endless despair completely enveloped the entire open space.
Just then, the footsteps of Su Zui and Zhao Wuji slowly approached.
Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, who had been in utter despair, suddenly looked up.
The moment they saw Su Zui, a glimmer of hope rose in their lifeless eyes.
They were indeed at a loss, but what about Su Zui?
He is the successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, the second largest sect in the world.
Having grown up in such a massive industry, perhaps he has a way to save his granddaughter.
Although the hope was slim, the Peerless Dragon Snakes were like people dying of thirst in the desert. Even if a mirage appeared before their eyes, they would try every means to seize it.
This was their last hope, their only hope.