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Battle of Horns and Ancestor Jiao wore grim expressions as they finally realized what kind of formidable figure Maguan City had provoked.
Seeing is believing, and that belief was embodied in Wei Chen.
Even after hearing detailed reports from their subordinates about the battles in Maguan City, Battle of Horns and Ancestor Jiao were deeply shocked by Wei Chen's summoning of his Martial Soul.
That kind of Martial Soul was something they had never seen before, nor even heard of.
"Ancestor, it's understandable that the Grand Elder and Second Elder fell to this kid. This child is quite extraordinary; we should be cautious," Battle of Horns remarked.
"Indeed, a cautious heart can steer a ship for ten thousand years. There’s no harm in being careful. I’m glad you’ve learned this," Ancestor Jiao slightly praised Battle of Horns, then turned his gaze toward Wei Chen. The presence of Mystic Sage Mountain and Phantom surrounding Wei Chen was overwhelming, blocking out the sun and exuding an aura of dominance.
As Wei Chen displayed his abilities, the onlookers from Maguan City were left utterly stunned, their eyes wide with fear as they gazed at the mountain looming over him, shaken to their core.
"What is that thing? A Soul Technique? It doesn’t feel like one; it seems more like a summoning of a Martial Soul!” exclaimed an Eighth Rank Soul Realm Expert hidden among the crowd.
"Exactly, it’s a summoning of a Martial Soul! The aura emanating from it is definitely not that of a mountain-type Martial Soul, but rather that of a magical beast!" another expert added.
"A magical beast? Damn, such a massive magical beast exists?"
"The Vast World is full of wonders... But with Wei Young Master’s strength, it should be quite difficult for him to condense such a high-level magical beast's Martial Soul, right?"
"That’s simple; he must have powerful experts backing him up who can severely injure the magical beast before he condenses its Martial Soul!"
Unbeknownst to them, in the eyes of the crowd, Wei Chen had unwittingly become an image of a privileged second-generation heir...
"I feel that the aura of that Martial Soul resembles a turtle," one of the strong warriors exclaimed.
With that reminder, everyone carefully observed the outline of the mountain, and they could vaguely see the shape of a turtle...
There was a turtle's head, four clumsy yet sturdy legs, and turtle patterns on the peak and sides of the mountain.
"It really is a turtle!"
"Damn, such a big turtle; it's practically a mountain!"
"Young Master Wei is truly a genius for summoning such a formidable Turtle Martial Soul. Its defensive power is terrifying."
"Indeed, I've never seen a Turtle Martial Soul in my life. I didn't expect to witness one on Young Master Wei..."
The crowd was left speechless by their shock. A turtle, no matter how impressive, couldn't be that high in rank. Who would choose to bear a turtle shell as their summoned Martial Soul?
But Wei Chen's turtle was an extraordinary type, its size was astonishing, and its effects were entirely different.
"Ordinary Soul Techniques probably wouldn't even be able to break through his Turtle Martial Soul's defense. The ancestor of Jiaoleimen is powerful, and their sound wave Soul Technique must be impressive, yet it couldn't even harm Young Master Wei's hair. Instead, it nearly destroyed the Warship..."
"The formidable Young Master Wei might just bring down the ancestor of Jiaoleimen!"
"If Jiaoleimen suffers another defeat this time, they will be completely finished. No need for anything else; they can just disband. The remaining territory would be perfect for Young Master Wei to occupy, much better than being ruled by Jiaoleimen. I can see that Young Master Wei is a kind-hearted person; surely his elders from Peach Blossom Sect are also benevolent. Following them would undoubtedly be better than the oppressive Jiaoleimen."
"Yes, after this battle, Jiaoleimen is doomed."
"I'm just curious about what means Young Master Wei will use to eliminate Jiaoleimen's people."
Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, anticipation for Wei Chen grew palpable. No one doubted his ability to defeat the members of Jiaoleimen; the enormous turtle that overshadowed the sun, his Martial Soul, was simply too grand and awe-inspiring. It seemed to bestow upon Wei Chen an invincible aura, causing everyone’s confidence in him to soar.
Ancestor Jiao and Battle of Horns silently observed Wei Chen, while the onlookers recognized what his Martial Soul truly was. A gigantic turtle?
Ancestor Jiao and Battle of Horns exchanged glances with the higher-ups of Jiaoleimen, speechless for a long moment. Could such a creature even be considered a Martial Soul?
What a bizarre sight—a truly extraordinary oddity!
After a lengthy pause, Ancestor Jiao finally spoke, his voice calm yet resonant enough to reach everyone within earshot. “You are Wei Chen?”
His words were not loud, but they carried effortlessly across the area, demonstrating his formidable strength. The ancestral figure of Jiaoleimen had always been a force to reckon with; whenever trouble arose, he would intervene and turn the tide with ease, leaving rivers of blood in his wake.
Could he ensure Jiaoleimen's safety this time as well?
Wei Chen smirked. “I am Wei Chen, and I have killed every single one of you from Jiaoleimen. You need not concern yourselves with my backing from Peach Blossom Sect; against a mere Eighth-Rank Sect like yours, I alone am more than enough.”
His audacious declaration ignited fury among the Jiaoleimen members, while the spectators buzzed with excitement. Was a battle imminent? Was Wei Chen truly going to take them on solo? Did he really lack support from powerful allies in Peach Blossom Sect? Had he conjured those formations all by himself?
Countless eager eyes turned toward Wei Chen. Regardless of whether he was boasting or not, that bold statement alone earned him immense respect. Facing half of Jiaoleimen’s elite and their Earth Soul Realm ancestor, to speak so defiantly was either madness or divine prowess!
Wei Chen was certainly no madman; in the eyes of the crowd, he had already become a figure of legend.
His performance today would be talked about for ages in Blackwater Territory, regardless of the outcome.
Once Peach Blossom Sect was established, few would dare to cause trouble; Wei Chen had laid a solid foundation and built an impressive reputation for them all.
"Stop talking nonsense! Kid, bring out your elders from the Cloud Spirit Sect, or don't blame me for being ruthless!" the ancestor of Jiaoleimen said coldly.
"In the City Lord's Mansion, there are formations everywhere. If you dare to come, you can all come together. Don't say I didn't warn you; my formations are not to be trifled with. Old Bastard, do you dare to come?"
Wei Chen waved his fingers playfully at the ancestor of Jiaoleimen and quickly turned, plunging into the City Lord's Mansion.
Ji Mei and Gu Yuehong followed him into the mansion.
"You think we would fall for your tricks again? Kid, you're too naive!"
"Disciples of Jiaoleimen, listen up! Without hesitation, expend Soul Power and unleash Soul Techniques to attack the City Lord's Mansion. Completely flatten this place!"
Teams of powerful warriors flew out from the Warship and quickly surrounded the City Lord's Mansion. However, they did not enter the spatial area of the mansion. From dozens of meters away, various Soul Techniques were unleashed with full force—brilliant Palm Powers, gusts of fist winds, and sword energies shot toward the mansion.
As soon as those Soul Techniques approached the area of the City Lord's Mansion, seven great formations suddenly rose up, dissolving all incoming Soul Technique attacks.
"Old Bastard, even if you attack like this for a year, you won't break through my Seven-Colored Formation. The Soul Stones inside the City Lord's Mansion are sufficient to maintain the operation of the formations. No matter how you play around, it won't work."
Wei Chen's voice echoed out, infuriating Battle of Horns and Ancestor Jiao.
"However, I advise you to hurry up. Do you know why I'm here? Do you know what it means to strike east while attacking west? Your main forces from Jiaoleimen have arrived here, while those poor fellows left at headquarters will soon be wiped out, right? Without a foundation, how do you expect Jiaoleimen to thrive? When you return to headquarters, you'll find that your base has already become our Peach Blossom Sect's territory, with countless formations waiting for you."
Wei Chen's voice rang out again, causing the strong members of Jiaoleimen to change color in shock.
"This is bad; we've fallen for their trick! I wondered why there were inexplicably people clashing with Jiaoleimen—it was all a ploy to lure us out!"
In a fit of rage, Ancestor Jiao's face twisted in fury as he soared high into the air. With a surge of Soul Power erupting from his body, he dove down rapidly. Harnessing his momentum, he formed a massive hand of Soul Power and struck fiercely at the Seven-Colored Linked Formation.
The Peak Soul Realm Expert's Palm Power instantly shattered the grand formation!
Once a breach appeared, there was no way to mend it. The Seven-Colored Linked Formation was violently broken by the furious Ancestor Jiao with a single strike!
Wei Chen, who was responsible for sustaining the formation, spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, the backlash is really fierce!"
Seeing the descending Jiaoleimen, Wei Chen hurriedly activated the Extermination Formation. However, after several attempts, there was not a hint of movement; he had set it up too hastily and lacked the strength to activate it!
"Gu Yuehong, it's up to you now," Wei Chen said.
"Don't worry! Those people can be easily killed with just a finger!" Gu Yuehong replied confidently.
Soaring into the air, Gu Yuehong's body was suddenly enveloped by a red dragon Phantom. Red dragons, each the size of a finger, erupted from him and dove toward the Jiaoleimen below. None of them managed to escape; they were all slain on the spot.
The Battle of Horns and Ancestor Jiao would never understand why this happened until their last breath.
Inside the lord's mansion, corpses exploded everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.
Every time Ancestor Jiao appeared, it resulted in a massacre; this time was no different...
But those who died were no longer opponents; they were their own allies.
In just one move, Gu Yuehong had killed over a thousand powerful members of Jiaoleimen!
After unleashing his fire dragon, he shot forward, leaving behind a Phantom in his place. In the next moment, the Warship hovering in mid-air exploded entirely, each shattered piece engulfed in raging flames.
With Gu Yuehong's strike, within just a few breaths, Jiaoleimen was completely annihilated.
"Truly, it is the strongest power in the Soul World!" Wei Chen gazed at Gu Yuehong of Divine Might, feeling an overwhelming envy. How long would it take for him to possess such formidable strength?
...
The battle concluded, and Maguan City was in an uproar. Everyone knew that Jiaoleimen was utterly finished. Soon, the name Jiaoleimen would no longer be heard in Blackwater Territory. The most powerful Eighth-Rank Sect under the Blackwater Sect had been annihilated through the combined efforts of three juniors from Peach Blossom Sect.
The reputation of Peach Blossom Sect quickly spread throughout the entire Blackwater Territory through various special channels.
Even beyond Blackwater Territory, news had reached that a new Ninth-Rank Power had emerged in the region: Peach Blossom Sect!
Several hours later, a refined middle-aged man dressed in white arrived at the city lord's mansion.
"I am Bai Xiaosheng, seeking an audience with Young Master Wei!"
Upon hearing the voice, Wei Chen was momentarily taken aback. Bai Xiaosheng? The intelligence chief mentioned by Ji Mei?
"Ji Mei, could it be that person?"
"Perhaps. In the Central Domain, who else would take such a name and actively seek you out if not him?"
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