Old Man Yao Was Captured

"Sizzle!"

Several black chains, like venomous snakes, suddenly pierced through space, then transformed into a blurry black line, shooting towards "Xiao Yan" not far away.

The chain tip was exceptionally sharp, covered with mysterious runes. Spiral patterns coiled around the tip, and under the influence of energy, it faintly exuded a sinister aura. Clearly, this deep-colored chain was no ordinary iron chain.

This weapon is certainly not an ordinary iron chain; it is specially made and has the effect of specifically suppressing Soul Body.

Even Xiao Yan, who was originally just fleeing, dared not be careless in the face of the chains that pierced through space.

He was very familiar with this thing, especially its signature laugh. Apart from those bastards in the Hall of Souls, no one else on the entire continent could laugh like that.

The Bone White Flame surged and churned in his palm, then suddenly transformed into a rocket that shot out and collided violently with the black chain.

"Bang!"

The two collided, producing a deep sound, but without any violent energy explosion. Instead, a ripple of Vigor Qi, dark in color mixed with pale white, spread out silently.

Currently, Old Man Yao's strength is only at the Dou Emperor level. Although he can fight to the death, even a Dou Huang Peak would have to avoid his sharp edge, he has not yet reached the Dou Zong level.

The difference between Dou Zong and Dou Emperor is like the difference between Heaven Tier, and this Hall of Souls Protector attacked by sneak.

Therefore, Old Man Yao's resistance only stopped the Hall of Souls Protector for a moment.

The next moment, three chains passed through the energy ripples, violently intersecting and sealing off all of Old Man Yao's escape routes, then wrapping him up layer by layer like a rice dumpling.

"Heh heh... I told you you couldn't escape, yet you still dare to resist!" A wildly arrogant laugh echoed from within the black mist.

Then, the black mist trembled suddenly, and the clanging of chains rang out. The black chains wrapped around Xiao Yan's body suddenly jerked, and a transparent white-haired old man was pulled out.

As soon as Old Man Yao left his body, Xiao Yan regained control of his body, and his originally powerful Aura rapidly declined due to Old Man Yao's departure.

Watching Old Man Yao being dragged forward by chains, his face showing a hint of pain, he couldn't help but shout out in grief and indignation.

"Teacher!"

"Run!"

He was met with a palm strike from the Old Man Yao, a gentle force that slammed into his shoulder and pushed him to the ground.

"Heh heh, I was wondering how such a high-quality Soul Body could exist in such a remote corner of the Northwest Continent. Turns out it's you, Yao Chen, who slipped through the net. You managed to escape back then, but it took a lot of effort from my Hall of Souls... Capturing you today will surely please the Hall Master."

"Hmm? You want your disciple to leave? Not so easy! I've already taken your disciple's Heavenly Flames as my own, hehehe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another chain shot out from within the black mist, heading straight for Xiao Yan as he fell to the ground.

The black chains moved much faster than Xiao Yan fall, wrapping around his arm in the blink of an eye. However, before they could fully exert their force, a crimson spear suddenly appeared beside Xiao Yan and slammed into the black chains.

"Bang!"

The intense flames engulfed Xiao Yan, and moments later, Xiao Yan fell from the flames and crashed to the ground.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's right arm was completely torn, revealing his bare right arm. There were faint chain marks on his arm, and a faint black mist rose from these bloodstains. His face was also pale, and there were still traces of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Cough cough."

Xiao Yan, who had fallen to the ground, quickly stood up.

The collision hadn't caused him any injury; instead, his right arm, which was bound by black chains, seemed to be gradually losing sensation.

"This..." On the plaza, a large group of Yun Lan disciples and powerful figures from the Jia Ma Empire stared in disbelief at everything that was happening before their eyes.

So much has happened in such a short time.

First, a dark figure suddenly appeared, covering the entire sky above Misty Cloud Mountain. Several chains emerged from it and quickly captured Xiao Yan, whom the Misty Cloud Sect had tried so hard to capture.

Then, surprisingly Soul Body of an old man was extracted from Xiao Yan's body.

Finally, just when they thought Xiao Yan was about to follow in the footsteps of that Soul Body, a long spear broke the chains that were trying to press their advantage.

All of this was so unexpected that they didn't know what to say.

However, that spear that suddenly appeared looks somewhat familiar!

It seems to be Xiao Ming from before...

Before anyone could think it through, the Hall of Souls Protector in the sky snorted coldly when he saw his attack interrupted.

Several more chains shot out with a whistling sound, hurtling towards Xiao Yan.

Just as it appeared before Xiao Yan, who was unable to dodge, a white figure materialized in front of Xiao Yan.

"Clang clang clang!"

Several clear, crisp sounds echoed throughout the area as the iron chains snapped into pieces and fell to the ground.

"That's Master Xiao Ming!" someone exclaimed.

The person who appeared in front of Xiao Yan was naturally Xiao Ming. Although he had been fighting with Yun Shan, he had been observing his surroundings. It was he who threw the Red Long Spear.

Upon seeing Xiao Ming Xiao Yan, everyone reacted differently.

Many people immediately looked towards the spot where he had fought Yun Shan earlier.

There stood Yun Shan, its simple white robe no longer clean and tidy, but torn in many places. It strode into the void, sending out ripples of energy that calmed the surging Qi and Blood within its body.

Seeing Yun Shan's appearance and then looking at Xiao Ming's spotless and composed demeanor, a hint of surprise flashed across everyone's faces.

Judging from the previous exchange, Xiao Ming had the upper hand.

Medusa looked at Xiao Ming, who appeared in front of Xiao Yan, her eyes narrowed as if she were thinking about something. Meanwhile, the Snake People Great Commander beside her couldn't help but want to take revenge after seeing Xiao Ming.

However, reason prevailed and he stopped his impulse.

Because Xiao Ming at this moment was terrifyingly powerful.

The deep red Dou Qi, like liquid, enveloped his entire body. The ever-flowing Dou Qi released a faint glow, and even the surrounding space trembled under this glow. A Dou Zong's pressure, far stronger than Yun Shan's, intimidated the entire audience.

This guy looks like he's not someone to mess with! Back when he was still Dou Wang, he could easily control him. Going there now would just be suicide. He just hoped that Xiao Ming hadn't noticed the two of them, otherwise... the Bald Great Commander didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

"When they start fighting later, find an opportunity to take Xiao Yan away," Medusa suddenly instructed.

"Yes."

Upon seeing Xiao Ming appear before him, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Ming, my teacher has been captured by that suddenly appearing black mist! Quickly help me rescue my teacher! Didn't you promise to ensure our safe descent down the mountain?"

"As long as you rescue your teacher, I can give you High-Grade Alchemy Technique, and everything else."

Xiao Yan's voice was unusually urgent at this moment.

"I only promised to protect you..." Xiao Ming thought to himself upon hearing this.

To be honest, Xiao Ming was also having a bit of a headache at this moment. He originally just wanted to Old Man Yao as bait, thinking that with Old Man Yao's abilities, he could hold out even if he encountered Hall of Souls Protector. He didn't expect that Yao Lao would be captured in the blink of an eye, which left him speechless.