"Oh, right, little brother, my name is Huo Yu. What's yours?" The man licked his parched lips and asked cautiously.
"Xiao Yan!" Xiao Yan replied flatly.
Looking toward a nearby dune, Xiao Yan stamped down hard. With a muffled explosion, a large crater blasted open in the sand.
Then his figure shot up onto the dune.
He looked down and saw six youths in gold-and-red team uniforms standing back-to-back. A pack of strange creatures surrounded them-a pack of Yellow Sand Scorpions over a hundred years old.
One young man and one young woman had bleeding legs that had turned purple. They had clearly been poisoned.
"So many hundred-year soul beasts, all Yellow Sand Scorpions. I'll use them to test the myriad beast spirit flame today." Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened slightly as he swept his eyes over the pack.
The view shifted to the scene below.
"If these beasts hadn't ambushed and poisoned us, we wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state." Flames surged around Huo Wushuang, and his two soul rings shone with dazzling light.
"Captain, why don't we fight these beasts to the death?" Sparks scattered from the two support-type soul masters, while countless tiny points of light in the air rapidly gathered around them.
"Wait a little longer. Huo Yu has already escaped. Let's see whether he can find help in the desert. If we force our way out now, the poison will reach our hearts," Huo Wu said, clutching her chest as she stopped them.
But just then, a Yellow Sand Scorpion attacked the Blazing Fire Academy team. Huo Wushuang and a power attack system soul master fearlessly met its charge, and a resounding dragon's roar erupted from his mouth.
"Roooar!"
The flames rising around Huo Wushuang vaguely took the shape of a dragon behind him. His fire dragon martial soul finished possessing his body, making him swell in size as a layer of scorching, dark-red scales covered his skin.
The two support-type soul masters gently waved their hands. Dazzling sparks condensed in the air, then swiftly poured into Huo Wushuang's body, making the blazing light around him even brighter.
Huo Wushuang collided with the Yellow Sand Scorpion. Both man and beast shuddered, and the scorpion's foreclaws were instantly torn apart.
At this sight, the other Yellow Sand Scorpions lurking nearby lunged viciously toward the Blazing Fire Academy team.
Whoosh!
Yet the instant the pack attacked, a piercing whistle suddenly rang through the sky.
A black figure streaked across the sky, then crashed down like a bolt of black lightning. With a boom, he landed heavily between the Yellow Sand Scorpions and the Blazing Fire Academy team.
As the yellow sand gradually dispersed, a boy carrying an enormous Black Ruler on his back slowly emerged into everyone's view.
The boy's sudden appearance startled both sides.
The Yellow Sand Scorpions stared at this uninvited guest, enraged. Their leader let out a shrill screech and lightly raised its tail, which gleamed with cold pinpoints of light, leading the other scorpions in a deadly charge toward Xiao Yan.
Lifting his eyes, Xiao Yan sniffed the faint, rank wind rushing toward him. A disdainful smile curled his lips. He slowly opened his right hand, and a ball of yellow flame emerged.
Then the yellow flame in Xiao Yan's hand suddenly released a pulse.
As the heart flame of the myriad beast spirit flame spread, the Yellow Sand Scorpions' attack abruptly stopped. They began fleeing desperately in every direction.
The myriad beast spirit flame's specialty was manifesting inside magical beasts as a heart flame. The strength of this heart flame depended on its wielder's power. If the wielder was strong enough, it could burn a magical beast's soul into nothingness.
Xiao Yan had already refined the myriad beast spirit flame, so he could naturally wield its uncanny ability to summon heart flames and attack the souls of magical beasts or soul beasts at will.
The heart flames Xiao Yan summoned with his current strength were clearly insufficient to reduce the souls of these hundred-year Yellow Sand Scorpions to ashes, but throwing their ranks into chaos was extremely easy.
The next second, Xiao Yan lifted his foot slightly, then stamped hard against the ground. His body abruptly shifted from utter stillness to explosive motion. Like lightning, he appeared before a Yellow Sand Scorpion and threw a punch.
"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
Bang!
Struck by such a heavy blow, the Yellow Sand Scorpion shook violently and shot backward along the sand. The heart flame inside it seized the opportunity to burn its soul.
A moment later, a yellow soul ring appeared above its corpse.
"He killed a hundred-year soul beast with one punch? H-how is that possible?"
Watching Xiao Yan's sudden display, Huo Wushuang and his teammates' mouths fell slightly open, their faces filled with shock. They could hardly imagine that this boy, who looked less than ten years old, possessed such terrifying strength.
"That guy... what he just used didn't seem to be a soul skill, but some special ability like a self-created soul skill." Her red lips slightly parted, Huo Wu stared at Xiao Yan, who had killed a hundred-year Yellow Sand Scorpion with one punch, and could not help murmuring in astonishment.
In truth, with Xiao Yan's current strength, Eight Extremes Collapse alone could not have killed a hundred-year soul beast with a single punch. But the myriad beast spirit flame could attack a soul beast's soul, giving his strike an unexpectedly powerful effect.
"Captain, are you all right?" Huo Yu dragged his injured leg down from the dune, came before Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu, and crouched down to ask.
"We're fine. Did you bring this little brother here?" Huo Wushuang asked.
"Yes." Huo Yu nodded, gave a bitter smile, and scratched his head. "I searched around after escaping, but I didn't see anyone else. Then I ran into this brother. He said he was a Soul Grandmaster, so I figured I might as well treat a dead horse as though it were still alive and brought him over."
"Heh." Hearing this, Huo Wu pointed at Xiao Yan's back and said in astonishment, "That guy killed a hundred-year Yellow Sand Scorpion with one punch, and you call him a Soul Grandmaster?"
"If these beasts hadn't ambushed and poisoned us, and if there weren't so many of them, we wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state," Huo Wushuang said, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
Watching Xiao Yan fight an entire pack of soul beasts alone, Huo Wushuang, Huo Wu, and the other Blazing Fire Academy team members were all dumbstruck. Even a Soul Elder or Soul Ancestor couldn't have routed a pack of hundred-year soul beasts so easily, could they?
Seeing its side suffer grievous losses in just a few exchanges, the leader of the Yellow Sand Scorpions, whose cultivation was nearing a thousand years, revealed a bloodthirsty savagery in its eyes.
It suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed a stream of foul-smelling, pale-yellow gas toward Xiao Yan.
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