Calamity from the Sky

At sunrise, the Star Dou Great Forest was already bathed in light. Many soul beasts active during the day moved about, searching for prey of their own.

"Roar!"

A red-skinned jackal darted through the forest at high speed. Its roar failed to frighten off the three people chasing behind it; instead, their attacks grew fiercer. Before long, the soul beast was covered in wounds, and even its running had lost much of its former strength.

"Congratulations, Lord Qian Xunji. This Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal is nineteen thousand years old, perfect for you to absorb."

Among the three figures, the young man in the center was clearly the leader. At that moment, the figure on the right congratulated him in a fawning tone.

Qian Xunji, the son of the Angel Douluo and the future Pope of Spirit Hall.

Either of those identities was enough to make the Soul Master who had only recently joined Spirit Hall look up to him. Even the cultivation he was most proud of would likely be surpassed before long by this young man's terrifying cultivation speed.

The three had spent most of the night pursuing this Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal. At last, they were about to reap the rewards.

Just as Qian Xunji was about to say something, the Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal suddenly accelerated and fled deeper into the forest. A girl dressed in blue appeared in its path, blocking their way.

Blue Silver Grass erupted wildly from the ground, instantly obscuring the vision of Qian Xunji and the other two.

The sudden turn of events froze the smile on Qian Xunji's face. He could not understand why a girl in blue had appeared in the path of the soul beast.

Nor could he understand why this girl in blue had come out to ruin his plans.

In those few short seconds, the Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal had vanished without a trace.

Qian Xunji came back to his senses. Countless feathers shot out from his enormous wings, transforming into a feather storm that shredded the Blue Silver Grass blocking their sight.

"Damn it! Uncle Yan, kill her! Kill her!"

The blue-clad woman darted away like an elf, breaking out in one direction. Seeing this, Qian Xunji was practically driven mad with rage.

Ever since childhood, he had always been the one to seize things from others. This was the first time someone had dared to ruin his plans. He swore that he would never let this blue-clad woman off easily!

"Protect the young master. I'll go after her!"

The figure on the left was an old man. After hearing Qian Xunji's order, he turned his dry, weathered face toward the person on the right and gave the instruction.

Then he accelerated and chased after the fleeing blue-clad woman.

He was a Soul Douluo, and one who specialized in speed at that, meant to protect Qian Xunji's life at critical moments.

With his speed, the distance between him and the blue-clad woman steadily closed.

"Young lady, stop running. Come back obediently and apologize to my young master. If he is in a good mood, he may spare your life!"

Uncle Yan pursued her while trying to use his words to make the girl ahead stop.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—five Soul Rings circled around the girl. As she fled, the plants around her constantly aided her.

"A plant-type Soul Master, a Five-Ring Soul King. At her age, she can be considered a genius. Unfortunately, she offended our young master. No matter how talented you are, it will be useless!"

Thinking this, Uncle Yan sped up even more.

One chased while the other fled, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the place where Yang Dong and the other two had made camp.

At that moment, the man from Spirit Hall whom Qian Xunji called Uncle Yan was less than twenty meters from the blue-clad girl. In another minute, he would certainly catch her.

Naturally, the blue-clad girl noticed this as well.

So when she spotted a campsite, the silent girl finally cried out her first words.

"Help!"

Her clear, melodious voice, like an orchid blooming in a secluded valley, echoed through the campsite.

Then Yang Dong and the other two saw a woman in blue brush past them and hide directly behind Yang Dong.

"Spirit Hall is conducting business. If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

The expression on Uncle Yan's face turned grim and murderous, and his voice became several times more vicious.

"What arrogance. No matter how powerful Spirit Hall is, it has no right to meddle with our Clear Sky Sect!"

Tang Hao came back to his senses. The Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand, and he swung it as he charged at Uncle Yan.

Clear Sky Sect?

Haotian Hammer!

When Uncle Yan saw the Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand, his heart sank. He canceled the Soul Skill he had been about to use and relied on his formidable Soul Power to take Tang Hao's blow head-on.

"Children of the Clear Sky Sect, the woman behind you has some grievances with our Spirit Hall. I hope you will hand her over to me. On behalf of Spirit Hall, I thank everyone from the Clear Sky Sect."

Uncle Yan landed steadily. His gaze first fell on the blue-clad woman behind Yang Dong, then he looked solemnly at Tang Hao, who had just attacked.

Just as the Clear Sky Sect feared Spirit Hall, Spirit Hall also feared the Clear Sky Sect, which had the Haotian Douluo. Unless absolutely necessary, Uncle Yan did not want a conflict with the Clear Sky Sect.

"Please save me! I don't know what grievance I have with them. They have been chasing me, trying to kill me. Please, you must save me!"

The blue-clad woman behind Yang Dong sounded confused and aggrieved. Her large, expressive eyes made one's heart tremble at the sight of them.

At the very least, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao's heartbeats both seemed to skip at her gaze. As for Yang Dong, he did not look at her at all. His eyes were fixed farther away, where two people were hurrying toward them.

"She is talking nonsense! We spent half the night chasing an Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal with over nineteen thousand years of cultivation, and she let it escape. How dare you claim you don't know why we're chasing you?"

A flash of anger crossed Uncle Yan's face as he pointed at the blue-clad woman.

She had let go of an Extreme Will Red Spirit Jackal that they had painstakingly pursued?

The importance of Soul Ring abilities to Soul Masters went without saying. Such an act was no less hateful than the murder of one's father or the theft of one's wife. If it could not be resolved, it would become a life-and-death feud.

"You're lying! You say I let the soul beast go, but let me ask you this—what would I gain from releasing it? Before this, I didn't even know you, nor did I have any reason to ruin your plans.

You are framing me. Their young master took a liking to me and wants to capture me. Young masters, you have to stand up for me!"

As the blue-clad woman spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Tang Hao froze when he saw this. That was right—if she had deliberately released the soul beast, she would not gain anything from it either!

Damn it, they had nearly been fooled by the person before them!

"Can't Spirit Hall come up with a better excuse when lying, or do you think our Clear Sky Sect is so easy to fool?"