Cut Through the Way to Save Yao Lao!

Cut Through the Way! Save Yao Lao!

"Why did you come in with me too? Didn't I tell you to stay with Wind Venerable?"

After passing through the barrier, Jiang Han looked at Xiao Yan trailing closely behind him in surprise.

"They said the battle ahead would be intense and they might not be able to look after me, so they told me to follow you," Xiao Yan answered honestly.

Jiang Han's mouth twitched slightly. So Wind Venerable and Iron Sword Venerable could also tell that Xiao Yan was dead weight.

This was a Soul Hall branch. Even Jiang Han was not certain he could protect him!

"Stay close to me."

Jiang Han shook his head, but still brought Xiao Yan along as they stealthily headed straight for the massive hall.

"Be on guard! Enemies are attacking!"

Not long after Jiang Han moved forward, urgent cries rang out across the area.

Amid piercing sounds of air being torn apart, shadow after shadow rose into the sky before the massive hall. Judging by their auras, all of them possessed Dou Zong strength!

Boom!

At that very moment, the auras of two Dou Zun-level experts erupted completely.

Soon, a fierce battle broke out in the air. Vast green wind vortices tore through space, while sharp Sword Qi brutally cleaved the void apart.

Jiang Han knew that Wind Venerable and Iron Sword Venerable had made their move, forcing their way in to draw the enemy's attention for him.

Elsewhere.

Deep within the black hall lay a plaza.

Towering black stone pillars, each hundreds of zhang high, stood like supports holding up the heavens.

Every pillar was covered in countless strange runes. Pitch-black chains extended from them, crisscrossing through the air above the plaza.

At the ends of those chains floated dim balls of light.

Within each light ball was a soul body with a pained expression and an illusory form.

At the very center of the plaza stood four enormous stone pillars, from which four black chains as thick as thighs wound downward like giant pythons.

At the ends of those chains was the brightest light ball of all. Inside it sat an elderly soul cross-legged with his eyes closed.

It was Yao Chen, the Medicine Venerable, the target of Jiang Han's group.

At this moment, the four strange black chains coiled around his limbs like vines, leaving him unable to move.

Suddenly, amid the deathly stillness, Yao Chen's tightly shut eyes snapped open.

He had sensed three familiar auras.

"How did they find this place?"

After identifying the owners of those three auras, confusion on Yao Chen's aged face turned to gravity as he murmured, "You shouldn't have come."

Yao Chen tried to send a message through Divine Sense, urging Wind Venerable and the others to leave at once.

Unfortunately, the chains around him not only bound his soul body, but also suppressed his soul consciousness.

Rumble!

Just as Jiang Han brought Xiao Yan safely into the massive hall,

A heaven-shaking roar rang out from the skies outside, followed by the eruption of two more Dou Zun-level auras.

Clearly, those two auras belonged to Soul Hall experts.

"What a fine diversion."

The moment Jiang Han and Xiao Yan entered the hall, the space ahead of them rippled.

Then, an elderly man clad in light-purple robes appeared and blocked their path expressionlessly.

"After living this long, this is the first time I've encountered anyone daring to trespass into my Soul Hall. You truly don't know the meaning of death."

The purple-robed elder's expression was grim. As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeves swelled sharply.

Eerie black mist swirled around his palms as he thrust one hand through space, striking toward Jiang Han's chest.

Facing the Purple-Clothed Venerable's sudden attack, Jiang Han reacted swiftly as well, unleashing surging three-colored flames.

Bang!

The two attacks collided, and a terrifying energy storm swept outward.

"D-Dou Zun!"

The moment they exchanged blows, the Purple-Clothed Venerable judged Jiang Han's strength. Both of their attacks contained the power of space.

That was why surprise flashed across the Purple-Clothed Venerable's face. Jiang Han was simply too young.

Jiang Han had also gauged the Purple-Clothed Venerable's strength. His cultivation was lower than Jiang Han's—he was a three-star Dou Zun.

"No matter who you are, trespassing into my Soul Hall means death!"

The Purple-Clothed Venerable regained his composure. Vast Dou Qi surged through his body as black chains slid from his sleeves.

With a shrill whistle, the chains tore through space and lashed viciously toward Jiang Han.

Jiang Han held his blade in his right hand, while the three-colored flames in his left fused into a spear.

First, he swung his blade with his right hand!

He unleashed the Extreme Blade Three Styles!

As the second strike restrained the Purple-Clothed Venerable,

The three-colored flaming spear and the third strike arrived simultaneously.

Sshk!

The Purple-Clothed Venerable was sliced apart by the third strike.

Just as his soul body tried to flee, the three-colored flaming spear pierced through it and rapidly burned it away.

From the moment Jiang Han attacked to the destruction of the Purple-Clothed Venerable's body and soul, only an instant had passed.

Deep in enemy territory, speed was everything!

Xiao Yan, who had witnessed the scene from the side, froze in place, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Stop standing there like an idiot. We need to finish this quickly!"

After ending the battle, Jiang Han grabbed Xiao Yan and continued deeper inside.

Though this was only one branch of Soul Hall, its defensive strength still far exceeded that of the top-tier factions in the Central Province.

Aside from the Purple-Clothed Venerable, Jiang Han encountered several more Dou Zong experts above the seventh star who had remained behind to guard the place.

But all of them were instantly slain by Jiang Han!

Finally.

After smashing through a pitch-black iron door,

Jiang Han brought Xiao Yan to a plaza where countless soul bodies were imprisoned.

"Big Brother, Teacher is over there."

Xiao Yan spotted Yao Chen at the center at a glance.

At this moment, Yao Chen looked utterly aged, like an old man in his twilight years, weakened to the extreme.

"Young friend, so you came as well."

Yao Chen first glanced at Xiao Yan before turning his gaze to Jiang Han.

He had only sensed three auras. Who would have thought there was another one he had failed to detect?

Jiang Han said nothing and pressed a finger against the light ball.

Immediately, a vast force swept through it like a tidal wave.

Bang!

The light ball shuddered violently before bursting apart.

After breaking the light ball, Jiang Han lifted Yao Lao from the ground.

His gaze swept over the four black chains coiled like giant pythons, and three-colored flames crawled up along the chains.

Within seconds, the chains had been burned into nothingness.

"Three Strange Fires!"

"Young friend, how did you manage this?"

"Could it be that you cultivate the Flame Mantra as well?"

Yao Chen stared at Jiang Han in disbelief.

The chains binding him were called Soul-Locking Chains. They were specifically designed to restrain souls and were incomparably tough.

Yet beneath those three-colored flames, the Soul-Locking Chains had become as fragile as paper. Only Strange Fire could possess such power.

Moreover, he himself possessed the Bone Chilling Flame and was exceptionally sensitive to the aura of Strange Fire.

Those three-colored flames had definitely been fused from three kinds of Strange Fire.

"Teacher, Big Brother is already a Dou Zun!"

Thinking of how Jiang Han had instantly killed the Purple-Clothed Venerable after entering the hall, Xiao Yan added, "In terms of strength, he should be even stronger than Wind Venerable!"

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Yao Lao drew in a sharp breath.

Of course, he did not doubt Xiao Yan's words. He simply could not imagine that someone with such terrifying talent existed on the continent!

"Wind Venerable and Iron Sword Venerable are in a bad situation right now."

Jiang Han pointed toward the outside of the hall and asked Yao Chen, "Is the Bone Chilling Flame still with you?"

"If you had come a few days later, it probably would no longer be with me."

Yao Chen seemed to have guessed Jiang Han's intentions. He spread open his right hand, and a pale white flame appeared.