96: Chapter 95 The End of the Old Medicine Master

"Heh heh heh..."

A sinister laugh sounded abruptly.

"Look what I've discovered just after arriving in this Black-Corner Region."

Everyone who heard the voice instantly turned to look in the direction it came from. They saw a man with fierce eyes, leading two figures—one black and one white—slowly stepping out from a spatial rift.

All three individuals exuded a cold and powerful aura, instantly causing the air to become heavy and making people shudder.

"Hall of Souls, Ninth Celestial, Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu!"

Venerable Yao stared fixedly at the figure that had appeared, his eyes filled with hatred for the Hall of Souls. He spoke the name syllable by syllable, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Heh heh heh, I didn't expect that the once-renowned Venerable Yao would still remember a minor character like me. Since that's the case, let me introduce you to the lineup I've brought this time."

"I, the Ninth Celestial of the Hall of Souls, have reached the peak of an eight-star Dou Zun. Even in the Central Plains, I can be considered a formidable expert."

Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu continued, releasing the powerful aura belonging to an eight-star Dou Zun from within his body.

"The two behind me are my capable subordinates, Black Heaven Venerable and White Heaven Venerable. Although they are not as strong as me, they both possess the cultivation of a six-star Dou Zun. In this Northwest Continent, that is enough to run rampant."

Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu's gaze slowly swept over Venerable Yao and the others, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

"Yao Chen, with such a powerful lineup laid out before you, will you not surrender yet? Or do you wish to taste the methods of my Hall of Souls!"

Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu's tone was full of threats, like a heavy boulder pressing down on everyone's hearts, making Xiao Yan and the others feel it difficult to breathe.

Over these years, relying on the soul cultivation techniques Xiao Yan obtained from the live broadcast room, Venerable Yao had recovered more than half of his soul strength. Yet, even so, facing such an elite lineup from the Hall of Souls, the chances of victory were extremely slim.

"Heh heh heh, I went to scout you out earlier, Yao Chen, only to discover that the Starfall Pavilion Master, Wind Venerable, Wind Idle, is also here. And those two one-star Dou Zun lackeys behind him—truly, it was an effortless find."

"Heh heh heh, I only saw you, Yao Chen, just now, and realized that our Starfall Pavilion Master, Wind Venerable, Wind Idle, is also here. And those two one-star Dou Zun lackeys behind him—truly, it was an effortless find."

Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu's gaze fell upon Wind Idle, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

"It seems those two pieces of trash, Mu Gu and Zhaixing, did indeed die at your hands. That is excellent. Today, all of your souls shall belong to my Hall of Souls."

"Heh heh heh."

Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu let out that disgusting laugh again, completely disregarding the few of them: a crippled soul body, a four-star Dou Zun, two one-star Dou Zuns, plus a Dou Wang ant.

He could crush them with one hand; there was no need to report this to the Hall of Souls.

"Black and White Heavenly Venerates, take Yao Chen for me."

At Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu's command, the Black and White Heavenly Venerates flashed, pouncing toward Venerable Yao like ghosts.

The two were extremely fast, like two streaks of black and white lightning, instantly crossing the distance of space.

"Heh heh heh, Yao Chen, do not resist. Surrender obediently, and you might suffer less physical pain."

Black Heaven Venerable's figure was like lightning, instantly arriving before Venerable Yao. He reached out a hand, locking onto Venerable Yao's throat like an iron pincer.

Although Venerable Yao struggled with all his might, under this absolute suppression of strength, it was difficult to break free.

"Let go of my teacher!!!" Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he charged toward Black Heaven Venerable, regardless of everything. That desperate momentum seemed as if he wanted to perish together with Black Heaven Venerable.

"Hmph, a reckless ant!" Black Heaven Venerable snorted coldly, a sneer of contempt appearing on his face.

He waved his hand lightly, and a streak of black Dou Qi, like a long whip, lashed out toward Xiao Yan. This casual strike was effortless for Black Heaven Venerable, but for Xiao Yan, a mere Dou Wang, it was like Mount Tai pressing down, impossible to avoid.

At the critical moment of life and death, Wind Idle suddenly acted, instantly appearing in front of Xiao Yan and raising his hand to block that streak of black Dou Qi.

"Black Heaven Venerable, you are, after all, a Heavenly Venerable of the Hall of Souls. To actually attack a junior, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

Wind Idle looked at Black Heaven Venerable with a face full of mockery, but he did not dare to slacken in the slightest. His figure flashed as he attacked Black Heaven Venerable, attempting to rescue Venerable Yao.

"Heh heh heh, Wind Idle, your opponent is me."

White Heaven Venerable moved, instantly blocking Wind Idle. The two immediately clashed, and for a moment, fist winds whistled and Dou Qi surged everywhere, seemingly evenly matched.

However, Venerable Yao, who had been captured by Black Heaven Venerable, fell into a desperate situation. Black Heaven Venerable waved his hands, and countless black chains appeared out of thin air.

"Urgh, urgh, urgh..."

These chains shimmered with an eerie light, like venomous snakes waiting to devour people. They instantly pierced through Venerable Yao and tightly coiled around him, rendering him unable to move and causing him to groan in pain.

"Damn it, is there really no way out!"

Watching his teacher being tortured while he himself was powerless, Xiao Yan was once again hit hard by reality.

Xiao Yan gazed at his tortured teacher, his heart filled with pain and helplessness. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood slowly dripping from between his fingers, yet he was completely unaware of it.

"Two Seniors, please help us!"

Xiao Yan knelt before The Two Elders Qian Bai with a "thud," tears welling up and sliding down his cheeks.

The despair and pleading in his eyes were unbearable to look at.

However, The Two Elders Qian Bai wore expressions of difficulty. They knew well that Ninth Heaven Venerable Mo Yu was watching them like a tiger eyeing its prey not far away. If they made any sudden moves, they would likely be killed by this Ninth Celestial in an instant.

The two had ashen faces, their fists tightly clenched, veins bulging on their foreheads, but they could only stand helplessly in place, unable to do anything.

Seeing that The Two Elders Qian Bai were unwilling to act, Xiao Yan's heart was filled with sorrow. He knew deeply that he was but a weak Dou Wang; in front of such Dou Zun experts, he had absolutely no say, as insignificant as an ant.

On the other side, the battle between Wind Idle and White Heaven Venerable became increasingly intense.

At first, the two could barely maintain a draw, but as time passed, White Heaven Venerable, relying on his cultivation which was two stars higher, gradually gained the upper hand.

Now, Wind Idle was at the end of his rope. Under White Heaven Venerable's storm-like attacks, he was struggling to hold on, with no power to fight back.

"Go to hell, Wind Idle! Black and White Palm Print!"

White Heaven Venerable suddenly raised his hands, and black and white Qi surged wildly within his palms. In an instant, the Dou Qi between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, gathering toward his palms like a tide.

White Heaven Venerable's eyes narrowed, and he slammed his palms out. A huge black and white palm print, carrying a world-destroying momentum, blasted toward Wind Idle's back.

"Pfft..."

Wind Idle could not dodge in time and was solidly struck by this palm. A mouthful of blood sprayed out violently, his face instantly turning as pale as paper, listless and weak.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.