Ancient Clan's Crushing Defeat, Gu Xun'er Captured

Raindrops pelted everyone like machine-gun fire.

When the Hall of Souls members were struck by the raindrops, they felt their cultivation begin to loosen, their strength increasing by more than double!

As for the Ancient Clan members who were hit, they only felt as though something had been taken from them. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and their movements slowed drastically.

Gu Nanhai, who had been steadily driven back in his battle against Hun Miesheng, was suddenly sent staggering dozens of steps away. He shouted at the Ancient Clan members, "Damn it! Quickly disperse that Black Dragon in the sky!"

"Do you think we'll let you so easily ruin Young Master's grand plan?" Hun Miesheng laughed loudly and struck out with another palm. "Soul Destruction Palm!"

"Annihilation Seal!"

"The Ancient Clan's Emperor Seal Technique? What a pity. Even if all five seals were combined, you still couldn't save yourself!"

Hun Tianchen raised his head and narrowed his eyes, savoring the descent of the bloody rain.

A drop of crimson rain fell onto his handsome face, adding several traces of sinister charm to his appearance.

"A mere Ancient Clan dares to seize my Hun Clan's Tou She Ancient God Jade?" Hun Tianchen curled his lips into a wicked smile, stepping through the void as he arrived behind the Second and Third Heavenly Venerates.

"Soul Dragon Soaring to Heaven!"

Another ten-thousand-foot Soul Dragon manifested from his body. Opening its enormous jaws, it bit down and passed directly through the Ancient Clan Dou Saint's body.

Held back by the Second and Third Heavenly Venerates, the Ancient Clan Dou Saint had no time to defend against Hun Tianchen's attack. Yet when he saw the colossal Soul Dragon pass through him like a ghost, contempt could not help rising in his heart.

A mere peak Dou Zong. Even if I stood here and let you attack me, you might not even be able to knock off a single hair.

But the moment that thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly felt that something had changed within his body. It felt as though something immensely important had been taken from him.

"Ahhh!"

Because something vital had been taken from him, yet he had no idea what it was, the Dou Saint went berserk on the spot. The terrifying fluctuations made even the Second and Third Heavenly Venerates unwilling to approach.

The ten-thousand-foot Soul Dragon returned to Hun Tianchen's body. Sensing the Luck Force that now belonged to him, he slightly curled his lips, looking down at the Dou Saint from above as he casually waved a hand.

"Die."

At that single command, the Dou Saint's Dou Qi inexplicably fell into chaos. His out-of-control Dou Qi clogged his throat, leaving him unable to breathe for the moment.

Not only that, a drop of crimson rain falling from the sky miraculously landed in his conveniently opened mouth, successfully entering his body.

Hun Tianchen clenched his powerful hand, then squeezed viciously. It was as though the Dou Saint had been crushed alive in his grip—his entire body suddenly exploded, flesh and blood filling the sky. His soul body tried to flee, but Hun Tianchen caught it with one hand. Another Soul Dragon appeared, swallowing it in one bite amid a storm of blood and gore!

Seeing Hun Tianchen forcefully kill a two-star Dou Saint with merely the cultivation of a peak nine-star Dou Zong, the Hall of Souls members' morale soared.

"Young Master is mighty!"

Meanwhile, seeing a Dou Saint fall, the Ancient Clan's side immediately became deathly silent.

"How is this possible? A nine-star Dou Zong killed a two-star Dou Saint?" While Gu Nanhai was still stunned, Hun Miesheng seized an opening and struck him heavily, leaving him gravely injured.

"I have always had absolute faith in Young Master's strength. Your vision is too narrow—how could you possibly understand Young Master's abilities?" Hun Miesheng laughed loudly and opened his mouth. "Myriad Souls Worship!"

Terrifying sound waves tore through the surrounding space. The Ancient Clan members all covered their ears in agony, while some weaker ones were crushed apart by the sound waves!

The power of a Dou Saint truly lived up to its reputation.

Meanwhile, Gu Xun'er remained completely unharmed under the protection of several Ancient Clan experts.

Hun Tianchen led the Hall of Souls forces into the midst of the Ancient Clan members and began a massacre. The Soul Dragon series of Dou Techniques in his hand left the Ancient Clan experts in endless misery.

Among those of the same level, almost no one was Hun Tianchen's match. Even Dou Venerates could not stop him.

To end this battle quickly, the Dou Qi around Hun Tianchen suddenly surged as his hand seals changed once more.

"Soul Dragon Nine Heavens Dance!"

Nine Soul Dragons, each with ten-thousand-foot bodies that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, burst forth from within him, wantonly harvesting the Ancient Clan's souls and Luck Force.

Anyone touched by a Soul Dragon was essentially left wishing they were dead. Once the most important things on their bodies—their souls and Luck Force—were harvested, they became like zombies, utterly motionless.

Watching the Soul Dragons tear into the Ancient Clan members, the eyes of those Dou Saint experts turned red.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"How could I let you have your way?" Hun Tianchen stood at the forefront of the Hall of Souls forces and waved his hand, unleashing his strongest Dou Technique yet.

"Soul Dragon Slaying Heaven!"

The instant his words fell, the phantom of a Giant Dragon appeared behind him. An immense, terrifying dragon's might descended like the collapse of heaven and earth, sweeping down in an overwhelming tide. Amid it, a dragon roar rang out faintly, powerful enough to change the color of heaven and earth.

The dragon roar stirred up a terrifying gale across the battlefield. As Hun Tianchen made his move, everyone's Dou Qi became unstable and their expressions changed drastically.

Even the many Dou Venerates and Half Saints of the Hall of Souls felt themselves tremble.

"Is this Young Master's true strength?" Zhaixing Old Ghost watched the ten Giant Dragons slaughtering the Ancient Clan, his body trembling faintly.

One had to know that he was a five-star Dou Venerate, yet he actually felt fear toward a mere nine-star Dou Zong.

"Hmph, Young Master's strength cannot be judged by ordinary standards. If he did not possess such power, how could the Hun Clan and the Hall of Souls treasure him so highly?" The Second Heavenly Venerate looked at Hun Tianchen's supreme figure with worship in his eyes.

Bang!

Seeing that the Ancient Clan members below were nearly all slaughtered, Gu Nanhai took another blow from Hun Miesheng and spat out blood wildly!

"Hun Miesheng, I will never rest until one of us is dead!"

"Weren't we already enemies to the death?" Hun Miesheng looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Your Ancient Clan has long despised our Hun Clan. And since you dared to strike first and seize our Hun Clan's Tou She Ancient God Jade, then prepare yourselves to be left behind!"

Hun Miesheng's cultivation surged again, leaving Gu Nanhai dumbfounded as he stretched out a trembling hand to point at him.

"Y-You actually have the cultivation of a Five-Star Dou Sheng? Hun Miesheng, have you gone mad? You no longer intend to abide by the rules of the Ancient Eight Clans?"

"The Ancient Eight Clans? Hahaha! Just wait—sooner or later, only one clan will remain among the Ancient Eight Clans, and that will be my Hun Clan!" With a savage grin, Hun Miesheng slapped Gu Nanhai to death, then instantly seized his soul before it could escape.

"With Young Master leading us, that day will come very soon. Rest easy, old man..." Hun Miesheng let out a sinister chuckle, his satisfaction unmistakable as he looked at the soul in his hand. "A Four-Star Dou Sheng's soul... I wonder how many times more valuable it is than the souls our Hun Clan has gathered in recent years..."

On the battlefield below, Hun Tianchen looked at Gu Xun'er, who was guarded by two severely injured Dou Zun experts, and a cold smile curled across his lips.

Soul Dragon Tearing Heaven Claw.

He thrust out both hands, killing the two badly wounded Dou Zuns with a single claw strike each. Then Hun Tianchen walked up to Gu Xun'er, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Gu Xun'er, all of your Ancient Clan experts are dead. What are you going to do now?"