Riding on the Soul Hall's Hype, Was It?

"Huh? Is anyone there? I can't sense anyone." Hu Jia stood behind Xiao Tian, looking at the empty space in front of her, and asked in confusion.

Xiao Tian flicked Hu Jia's forehead. "Learn from Xue'er."

Hu Jia turned to look at Han Xue and saw that she had already drawn her Long Sword and was fully prepared for battle.

"Little Xue, you sensed the enemy?" Hu Jia looked at Han Xue, whose strength was inferior to hers, with a head full of question marks.

"No, if Xiao Tian says there are people, then there definitely are." Han Xue said with a serious expression.

Hu Jia patted her head helplessly. Is this what it means to be love-struck?

Just as Hu Jia was about to say something more, an aged voice rang out in the void. "Hehehe!! I didn't expect you to be able to find me. It seems the intelligence that you were suspected to be Four-Star Dou Zun was correct."

An old man dressed in gray-white clothes, his body covered in Black Gas, slowly stepped out of the space and stood in the void, smiling as he looked at Xiao Tian and the other two.

When Xiao Tian heard that his intelligence indicated he was Four-Star Dou Zun, his expression turned strange. He was currently at the Peak Dou Zun and was about to reach the First-Turn Dou Zun.

Xiao Tian looked at this person who had been smiling the whole time, with a pale face, a black mist surrounding him, and the strength of a peak Five-Star Dou Zun.

"Xiao Tian, who is he?" Hu Jia asked Xiao Tian, her eyes fixed warily on the old man.

"Judging from their attire, they must be from the Soul Hall." Han Xue had heard about the feud between Xiao Tian and the Soul Hall, and as a native of Central State, she naturally had some understanding of those powerful forces.

Xiao Tian nodded:

"That's right, it's someone from the Soul Hall, and even Heavenly Venerate from the Soul Hall, Old Ghost Zhaixing."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to know me?"

Old Ghost Zhaixing was slightly surprised that the other party knew him.

"Since you know me, you'd better surrender obediently, lest it be bad for both of us. Our Hall Master values the key in your Xiao Family family's possession very much."

"The intelligence report says you have a chance to obtain a Small World left behind by some unknown Dou Sheng. What an enviable opportunity! Your Xiao Family is quite safe hiding inside."

The Old Ghost Zhaixing chuckled and continued:

"However, I've found you, and I'm quite interested in your Small World. You've managed to see through most of the people we've planted there."

"Want my Small World? You'll have to see how capable you are. You might just die here."

Xiao Tian was quite curious to see what the most frequently appearing and most boisterous Old Ghost Zhaixing, was like.

After thinking for a moment, he turned to Hu Jia and Han Xue and gave them instructions:

"Don't move, just stand behind me."

"How about we go into the Free and Unfettered World?" Hu Jia tugged at Xiao Tian's sleeve.

"No need. With his strength, he poses no threat to me." Xiao Tian glanced at the Old Ghost Zhaixing with disdain.

"Arrogant! Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish and show you the difference between us!"

The Old Ghost Zhaixing smiled, and his pale hand emerged from his sleeve. A vast black mist surged and instantly condensed into a massive black mist palm print, ten feet in size, which he then slammed down towards Xiao Tian and the other two.

Tiny cracks appeared in the space surrounding the palm print.

Seeing the powerful attack from the Old Ghost Zhaixing, Xiao Tian simply smiled, his smile filled with disdain and contempt.

He stood firmly on the spot, watching the palm print fall without flinching.

Xiao Tian reached out and clenched his fist. The space in front of him collapsed instantly, and the black palm print shattered into pieces, dissipating into black mist.

"Is that all you've got? Your attacks are so weak. Is your Soul Hall so poor that you can't even afford to eat?"

Xiao Tian looked at the Old Ghost Zhaixing with a mocking smile, his words full of sarcasm.

Old Ghost Zhaixing was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Boy, don't be so arrogant! Take this move!"

"Star-Plucking Hand!!"

Old Ghost Zhaixing sneered, extending his pale right hand. Black mist surged on his palm, and then he suddenly grabbed it. This grab was extremely strange, because the moment he grabbed it, Old Ghost Zhaixing's hand mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a severed arm outside that space.

A pale hand appeared in front of Xiao Tian and reached for his neck.

"Star-Plucking Hand? Ha, a mere child's play!"

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Tian's eyes, and his right hand, crackling with red Thunder, suddenly thrust forward!

"Laugh--!"

Xiao Tian's finger precisely landed on the Old Ghost Zhaixing Zhaixing's pale wrist!

"Ah--!" Old Ghost Zhaixing roared in pain as his pale, eerie hand was pierced through by Xiao Tianyi's finger!

"Impossible! How could you..." Old Ghost Zhaixing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to retract his arm, but Xiao Tian's Thunder power suddenly exploded.

In an instant, lightning blazed, shattering the Old Ghost Zhaixing's arm!

"Snap--!"

A sound of bones cracking rang out, and Old Ghost Zhaixing's expression changed drastically. He staggered backward, his hand bent at an eerie angle, his eyes filled with horror. "What is your cultivation level? Four-Star Dou Zun could never break my Star-Plucking Hand!"

Xiao Tian smiled faintly, withdrew his hand, his gaze calm as still water. "Star-Plucking Hand? With this strength, you couldn't even pluck a leaf, let alone Zhai Xing."

"Pfft!!" Han Xue couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard Xiao Tian's words, "You're too mean! This Star-Plucking Hand is one of the signature Dou Technique of others, but now it seems that it wasn't just hyped up by the Soul Hall, was it?"

"Seriously? This is your signature move? I think you might as well have a ninety-year-old grandma picking vegetables." Hu Jia chimed in, joining Han Xue in her sarcastic remarks.

As for the Soul Hall, the two were not afraid, since they now had powerful backers.

When the Old Ghost Zhaixing was secretly taking healing medicine, heard Han Xue's words, his face turned green.

Having roamed the entire Central State for so many years, I, the Old Ghost Zhaixing Central State, am always respected by everyone. Yet today, I never expected to have my hand broken and be mocked by two young girls.

He took out several pills from his Storage Ring and quickly popped them into his mouth. Xiao Tian didn't interrupt him. Perhaps this is why villains in novels enjoy watching ants struggle.

Oh, no, I'm on the Son of Destiny as Xiao Yan, the Chosen One, not the main villain.

After the Old Ghost Zhaixing swallowed the pill, a flash of green light appeared, and his twisted arm gradually returned to normal.

After recovering from his injuries, he clenched his fist and grinned maliciously at Xiao Tian and the other two.

"You didn't interrupt me? You'll regret this! I'll show you the true power of Five-Star Dou Zun!"

The sinister smile on the Old Ghost Zhaixing's face grew wider and wider. Vast Dou Qi surged from his palm, then transformed into a strange, viscous substance. With a series of eerie writhing movements, it solidified into a pitch-black Ghost Head Broadsword.

This broadsword was extremely strange, covered by a layer of strange, pitch-black crystals. As the blade lightly swept across the space, a crack the size of a thumb appeared silently.

He raised his broadsword high, his body rising into the air, streaks of light converging on the blade, his entire demeanor one of resignation to death.

But his next move left Hu Jia and Han Xue dumbfounded, as if a flock of crows had flown by.