Xuan Qing: Hehehe, Looting Corpses Is So Much Fun!

Far above in the distant sky, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King's enormous wings beat violently, sending savage gales sweeping in every direction as deafening roars exploded in wave after wave.

Yun Yun wore a plain white dress, its long skirts whipping wildly in the wind. She gripped a slender sword in her jade-like hand, her lovely face touched with gravity.

Sharp wind blades burst from the sword's tip, repeatedly colliding fiercely with the Lion King's purple blasts of wind and erupting into a chain of dazzling energy sparks.

The two battled without pause, and the shockwaves from their clash surged outward in all directions.

Even those within the valley could clearly feel the pressure of the battle.

She stared at the earthshaking fight and spoke.

"Master, that woman is incredible. That magical beast is even more terrifying."

Xuan Qing watched the battlefield in silence, thoughts churning in his heart.

"Xian'er, stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon."

As soon as he spoke, Xuan Qing flicked several concealed streams of Dou Qi from his fingertips.

Several faint glimmers silently sank into the rocks and trees surrounding the valley, and a few simple battle formations quietly took shape.

They could block the aftershocks of the battle outside and protect the valley. If any uninvited guest intruded, they would immediately trigger an alarm, shielding the Xiao Yi Xian left behind here.

After making the arrangements.

Xuan Qing hesitated no longer. His body transformed into a crimson streak of light, tearing through the howling winds as he sped toward the distant battlefield in the sky.

Xiao Yan hid behind the branch of a thick ancient tree. He raised his head, stared wide-eyed at the battlefield above, and spoke in utter shock.

He pointed at the majestic giant beast and cried out:

"That's the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King! Damn, that's a Sixth-Rank Magical Beast! Someone actually dared to provoke it!"

Venerable Yao's illusory face appeared beside Xiao Yan. His gaze was solemn as he assessed the battle in the sky.

"That woman is also a Dou Emperor. But the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King is a Three-Star Dou Emperor-level magical beast. Its physical body is incredibly powerful. If they keep fighting for long, that woman probably won't last much longer."

Xiao Yan stared blankly at the surging energy tides overhead, his eyes filled with fervor and amazement as he muttered:

"So this is the strength of a Dou Emperor? Terrifying indeed!"

Yao Chen noticed his disciple's interest in Dou Emperors, and a teasing smile curved across his lips.

"Want to watch from closer up? Battles between Dou Emperor experts are quite rare."

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around. "Teacher, you have a way?"

Yao Lao stroked his nonexistent beard, looking completely assured and immensely proud.

"What a joke. I am the renowned Venerable Yao. How could such a trivial matter stump me?"

A faint soul ripple, nearly impossible to detect, quietly enveloped Xiao Yan's body.

A thin veil of spatial concealment wrapped around one man and one soul as they silently drifted closer toward the battlefield.

Xuan Qing restrained the fluctuations of his outwardly released Dou Qi, covering his body with a layer of red Dou Qi and soul power.

His figure silently disappeared into the roiling clouds, slowly drawing closer to Yun Yun.

He had no intention of helping her immediately.

What a joke. He had come here to loot Yun Yun's corpse in the first place. If he helped her, how was he supposed to loot her corpse afterward?!

Yun Yun clenched her silver teeth. Her sword spun out countless cold sword flowers, and innumerable sharp wind blades poured forth in an unbroken torrent.

The Purple Crystal Winged Lion King fiercely swept its massive wings, erecting a thick purple crystal wall before itself that blocked every wind blade in the sky.

The Lion King suddenly lunged forward, the razor-sharp tips of its claws gleaming with blinding purple light as they pounced at Yun Yun.

Yun Yun's face turned slightly pale. She hurriedly twisted aside, and the claw tips grazed her sleeve. The powerful gust they produced sent a stabbing pain through her arm.

After several exchanges, more than half her stamina had been depleted, and her breathing gradually grew hurried.

Xuan Qing coldly observed the battle, silently calculating how much strength each of them had left.

Not far below.

Xiao Yan held his breath, his heart pounding wildly.

Yao Lao's soul perception lightly swept across the surroundings. His previously relaxed expression suddenly stiffened slightly as he vaguely caught a faint, indistinct soul aura.

"Hm?"

Yao Lao furrowed his brows and vigilantly scanned the layers of cloud and mist, quietly puzzled.

Within this area, aside from Yun Yun, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King, and the mysterious Dou Emperor who had been following them all along.

It seemed that a fourth person was hidden here as well!

Deep within the clouds,

Xuan Qing sensed that probing soul fluctuation and knew that his position might have been exposed.

He no longer concealed himself. Vast Peak Mortal Realm soul power suddenly erupted, like an icy tide sweeping directly toward Yao Chen.

Xuan Qing thought to himself.

Yun Yun was his for the taking. He absolutely could not let Xiao Yan reap the benefits.

The sudden, vast, surging soul force slammed into Yao Chen's soul body in an instant.

Yao Chen's soul trembled violently, and a bone-piercing chill immediately swept through his entire body.

He instantly recognized the owner of that soul aura. It was the young Dou Emperor they had encountered at the Myriad Medicine Hall!

Yao Lao no longer dared to linger. He shouted urgently in a low voice:

"Xiao Yan, leave now!"

Xiao Yan's heart tightened at Yao Chen's shout. He pushed off with his feet and hurriedly fled.

As he darted through the forest at high speed, he anxiously asked:

"Teacher, what's wrong? What happened?"

Yao Lao floated above Xiao Yan's shoulder, and a trace of lingering fear remained on his illusory face.

"That young Dou Emperor has discovered us."

Yao Lao said solemnly.

"That man's soul cultivation is unfathomable. If we anger him, given our current state, we could easily suffer a disastrous setback."

Cold sweat abruptly broke out across Xiao Yan's back, and his pace unconsciously quickened further.

Recalling what had happened that day at the Myriad Medicine Hall, that young man who had become a Dou Emperor at such an age weighed on his heart like an enormous boulder.

"He... his soul is that strong too?"

"Yes." Yao Lao slowly nodded, looking back toward the battle in the sky with wariness in his eyes.

"A Dou Emperor so young, with Peak Mortal Realm soul power as well—this boy is far too terrifying. For now, we should avoid any entanglement with him. Let's retreat far away first and observe the battle from a distance."

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and said no more, lowering his head as he raced toward a distant hill.

He found a concealed spot behind a rock and hid there, watching the slaughter in the sky from afar.

Yun Yun had escaped the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King's pursuit.

"Pfft."

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Yun Yun's lips, and all color instantly drained from her lovely face.

The sword in her hand nearly slipped free. Strength drained from her body as swiftly as a receding tide, and she could no longer maintain her position in the air.

Her body lost all support and fell rapidly toward the ground, like a withered white jade petal cutting through the sky.

Xuan Qing's figure flickered, turning into a crimson afterimage as he swept beneath Yun Yun in an instant.