Three Dou Ancestors Battle Wu Ying

"Wu Ying!"

Yun Shan's expression shifted drastically. On the summit of Misty Cloud Mountain, the crowd watched the black mist that obscured the sky and made it difficult to discern one's surroundings, and they gradually began to panic.

"Yun Shan, it seems you do not wish to accept this Protector's good intentions!"

Wu Ying let out a cackling, eerie laugh. He had sent Soul Envoys to scout the Jia Ma Empire for so long, and he had finally waited for a day when all the high-level figures of the empire were gathered together.

"Since you are all here, it saves this Protector the trouble of hunting you down one by one. Hehehe..."

Wu Ying gripped his palm, and black energy surged from the bodies of several clan heads—including those of the Hao Clan and He Clan of the Jia Ma Empire—and even from some elders of the Misty Cloud Sect.

Amidst wails of agony, they transformed into flaming figures shrouded in black mist. After injuring those around them, they flashed over to stand beneath Wu Ying, who hovered in the air.

Yun Shan shifted his hand seals several times to suppress those clan heads and elders who had not yet been fully controlled. He sighed inwardly; Wu Ying had managed to tempt quite a few people after all!

"Where is the Law Enforcement Team!"

Yun Zimo shouted coldly. Dressed in the robes of the Punishment Hall master, he drew his Judgment Sword slightly from its sheath. Yun Yin stepped forward to stand beside Yun Zimo, his posture subtly shielding him. Yun Zimo felt a warmth in his heart, but he still nodded at Yun Yin's worried gaze.

"Present!"

Among the Misty Cloud disciples, many instantly finished arming themselves. Holding long swords, they moved in front of the other disciples and the stone platforms, shielding them behind their ranks.

"Yun Zimo, hailed as the second Yun Potian—I have heard quite a lot about your reputation."

Wu Ying looked at the battle-ready Misty Cloud disciples, a flash of red light flickering in his eyes. His primary target for coming here was this Yun Zimo, who seemed to have the potential to reach the Dou Zun realm!

"Xiao Yan, a Dou Grandmaster at three years, and Yun Zimo, a Dou Emperor at twenty-one—are you willing to join our Soul Hall?"

Wu Ying asked. If such promising seedlings could be recruited into the Soul Hall, hehehe...

A cluster of eerie white flames flickered on the Bone Flame Ring. Xiao Yan felt a stinging pain in his finger and, no longer caring what Wu Ying was saying, hurriedly called out to Yao Lao in the depths of his heart.

As for Yun Zimo, after a moment of astonishment, the corners of his mouth curled upward. It seemed this Wu Ying did not yet know Xiao Yan's true identity!

"Misty Cloud disciples, heed my command! Form the Cloud Smoke Covering Sun Formation!"

Yun Zimo's response was to draw his Judgment Sword fully. The Misty Cloud disciples let out a thunderous roar, and strands of white energy flew from their heads to converge into the white clouds and mist above. As the mountain mists churned, the vast sea of clouds gathered to encircle Misty Cloud Square.

"Stubborn fools!"

Seeing Xiao Yan's indifferent expression and the cold sneer on Yun Zimo's face, Wu Ying cursed with contempt.

"A Dou Ancestor..."

Yun Shan felt the energy surging into his body, white mist rising from his palms. With the aid of the Cloud Smoke Covering Sun Formation, he briefly broke through his barrier to reach the level of a Dou Ancestor.

"Oh? A grand formation left behind by Yun Potian—but how long can you maintain this Dou Ancestor cultivation?"

Wu Ying's aura as a seven-star Dou Ancestor spread outward, causing the sea of clouds to tremble and shatter into patches of mist.

"What if you add this King to the mix?"

A cold, clear voice rang out. Queen Medusa, dressed in a crimson brocade robe, stood in the air. As the sea of clouds churned, rows of Snake-Person guards were revealed, with the four great elders standing silently behind her. A tiny, inch-long snake coiled around her shoulder, flicking its tongue.

Just as Wu Ying had suspected, Yun Zimo had feared that someone might cause trouble during this gathering of the Jia Ma Empire's elite, which was why he had specifically gone to the Snake-Person Tribe to invite Queen Medusa.

"Medusa!"

"A three-star Dou Ancestor!"

Wu Ying's expression shifted slightly, but then he began to cackle again. A half-baked Dou Ancestor and a low-level Dou Ancestor—two against one, the advantage was his!

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow flashed by, the force of a palm strike whistling through the air directly at Wu Ying.

"Who goes there?!"

Wu Ying dodged the strike and looked at the black-robed figure stepping out from the sea of clouds, his expression turning truly grim.

"And who are you?!"

Wu Ying asked in a deep voice. The black-robed figure clearly had no intention of answering. His hand, encased in a pitch-black glove, clenched into a fist and transformed back into a black shadow to attack again.

"Attack!"

A flash of red light signaled Medusa, who joined Yun Shan in surrounding Wu Ying.

"Everyone, this person is a member of the Soul Hall who destroyed the Jielan Imperial Family. If we do not leave him here today, he will surely be a source of endless trouble in the future!"

It's fortunate I invited them all here in advance...

Yun Zimo shouted, his Dou Wings unfurling as he flew into the sky. He raised his hand, and a heaven-piercing sword light slashed toward Wu Ying.

The several Dou Emperors of the Jia Ma Empire exchanged glances. Seeing that the Snake-Person elders and guards had already joined the fray, they gritted their teeth and soared into the sky. As phantom images flickered behind them, over a dozen massive, heaven-piercing Dou Techniques bombarded Wu Ying.

"Take out the Soul Envoys first! We will focus on pinning Wu Ying down so he has no chance to charge up high-level Dou Techniques. Leave the offense to the three seniors!"

Yun Zimo commanded again. He then pointed his sword at the Dou King and Dou Emperor Soul Envoys, constantly directing the others to entangle them while seizing every gap to fire various Dou Techniques at Wu Ying. Though these attacks lacked great power, they were an endless annoyance to Wu Ying.

"Damn it!"

Having his technique interrupted yet again and having taken a direct hit from Medusa's energy beam, Wu Ying slammed his chest, and a sharp, shrill scream echoed across the sky!

Dense black mist erupted, covering Wu Ying like a black robe. Dozens of pitch-black humanoid creatures flew out from the robe, each exuding the aura of a Dou Emperor, or even one or two of a Dou Ancestor. Everyone's expression changed drastically!

"To be able to force this Protector to release the Heaven and Earth Soul Envoys—you can all rest easy on your journey to the afterlife!"

Wu Ying laughe