949: Saving sentient beings from suffering, one good deed

Boom!

The Sword Qi instantly slashed onto the bodies of the four Creation Evil Spirits, but the four Creation Evil Spirits remained completely unharmed, immortal and indestructible.

They turned into residual flashes, and the sharp blades in their hands instantly struck the Black Scale Leader.

“Ah...”

The Black Scale Leader let out a miserable scream. As the sharp blades struck, the scales on his body shattered like paper.

His body was smashed into a mist of blood by the sharp blades, and Dark Power continuously overflowed, leaving behind only a Divine Soul.

Whoosh!

The Black Scale Leader's Divine Soul turned into an afterimage, attempting to escape.

Buzz!

The ten thousand souls banner erupted with a suppressive force, directly imprisoning this Divine Soul.

“This Divine Soul is your reward.”

Xie Weilou spoke slowly.

“Roar!”

The four Creation Evil Spirits instantly pounced on the Black Scale Leader's Divine Soul.

“No...”

The Black Scale Leader's Divine Soul screamed in terror.

Rip!

The next moment, this Divine Soul was ripped apart and completely devoured by the four Creation Evil Spirits.

“...”

Xie Weilou reached out and collected the Storage Rings of the three Creation Realm experts.

The Shuofeng Leader, standing nearby, was utterly shocked. The Black Scale Tribe was wiped out just like that, and all its members were slaughtered, making him feel a chill down his spine.

Xie Weilou's soul banner was truly terrifyingly evil!

After a while.

The four Creation Evil Spirits returned to the ten thousand souls banner. The ten thousand souls banner completely devoured the thirty thousand residual souls, and the banner's aura became even gloomier, emitting bursts of black light.

Xie Weilou reached out, and the ten thousand souls banner flew into his hand. Looking at the black light on the banner, he muttered to himself, "Deliver All Beings from Suffering, grant them eternal life—truly another deed of Karma!"

Shuofeng Leader: "..."

Xie Weilou put away the ten thousand souls banner and looked at the Shuofeng Leader: "There should be some things in the Black Scale Tribe's treasury. If you're interested, you can go take a look."

“Alright!”

The Shuofeng Leader didn't hesitate either, immediately flying down to search for the Black Scale Tribe's treasury.

Not long after.

The Shuofeng Leader flew back up and handed a Storage Ring to Xie Weilou: "They are all ordinary items, nothing valuable."

Xie Weilou smiled faintly: "You can keep these things."

The Black Scale Tribe was a power supported by Marquis Zhenyu. If they had anything good, they would surely offer it to Marquis Zhenyu first.

Naturally, there wouldn't be anything valuable in the treasury; even if there were, it would have been in the Black Scale Leader's Storage Ring.

“Fine then!”

The Shuofeng Leader didn't stand on ceremony. These items weren't very useful to him, but they could be used by the people of the Shuofeng Tribe.

Afterwards, Xie Weilou and the Shuofeng Leader flew away...——————

The next day.

The Shuofeng Tribe returned to normal; the tribe members lived and worked as usual.

Last night's Dark invasion caused some impact on Shuofeng Plain, but the damage was minor.

Outside the fortress.

A woman dressed in a cyan dress appeared, looking calmly at the fortress in front of her.

The person who arrived was naturally Lin Qinghuang!

“Who are you?”

On top of the fortress, Night Tree appeared. She held a curved bow, staring coldly at Lin Qinghuang.

“...”

Lin Qinghuang glanced at Night Tree and said nothing more.

“Hmm?”

Night Tree raised an eyebrow, immediately drew her bow, and shot an arrow toward Lin Qinghuang.

Lin Qinghuang stood motionless. When the arrow was less than a meter away from her, it was instantly shattered into dust by a burst of power.

“She has some strength.”

Night Tree flew up, drew her bow again, and shot an arrow. Hundreds of arrows materialized, simultaneously shooting toward Lin Qinghuang.

“...”

Lin Qinghuang still did not dodge. The surrounding space continuously cracked, and the hundreds of arrows were swallowed by the spatial fissures.

“What?”

Seeing this, Night Tree's pupils couldn't help but constrict.

What kind of strength is required to make space crack?

According to the tribe's Elder, only by reaching the Saint Realm can one tear space apart.

She immediately put away her curved bow, manifested twin sabers, and instantly charged toward Lin Qinghuang. As the twin sabers slashed down, the Saber Qi was chillingly cold.

Lin Qinghuang reached out and casually grabbed an arrow from the space. She took a step, instantly appearing before Night Tree.

Before Night Tree could slash down with her twin sabers, the arrow in Lin Qinghuang's hand was already pressed against Night Tree's neck.

“So fast...”

Night Tree's expression changed. The bone-chilling cold radiating from her neck made her unable to move.

Lin Qinghuang gently squeezed, and the arrow in her hand dissipated.

Night Tree immediately retreated, staring warily at Lin Qinghuang: "Who exactly are you?"

Some experts from the Shuofeng Tribe quickly rushed over as well.

“Qinghuang.”

Just then, Xie Weilou's voice rang out, and he flew up to stand in front of Lin Qinghuang.

When Lin Qinghuang saw Xie Weilou, a smile appeared on her serene face: "You weren't injured, were you?"

“Of course not.”

Xie Weilou smiled calmly.

He then said to Night Tree: "Miss Night Tree, this is my friend Lin Qinghuang. What just happened was merely a misunderstanding."

Night Tree put away her twin sabers and frowned: "Your friend is really strange. When I spoke to her just now, she didn't say a word."

Lin Qinghuang looked at Night Tree: "The people of the Barren Domain forge their bodies using the precious blood of Yao Beasts, giving them extraordinary combat power. In ancient times, a Saint even emerged there who created the Savage Saint Body Art, dominating the Eastern Barrens with few rivals."

"He has some connection to your Shuofeng Tribe. I was just checking if you had Cultivated that Savage Saint Body Art, but clearly, you haven't!"

“...”

Hearing this, Night Tree was stunned for a moment.

A Saint emerged from the Barren Domain? The Savage Saint Body Art? A Saint having a connection to her Shuofeng Tribe?

She had never heard of anything Lin Qinghuang mentioned!

“Hahaha! Miss Qinghuang, what you speak of happened in ancient times. It's normal for a girl like Night Tree not to have heard of it.”

A hearty laugh sounded, and the Shuofeng Leader flew over.

Lin Qinghuang clasped her hands toward the Shuofeng Leader and said, "Greetings, Shuofeng Leader."

The Shuofeng Leader smiled and waved his hand: "No need for formalities. The Marquis of Eight Desolations told me about you. You are a remarkable person!"

“The Leader overpraises me.”

Lin Qinghuang shook her head and looked at Xie Weilou: "Have you found the exact location of Marquis Zhenyu?"

Xie Weilou said: "He is in the Desolate Temple. Since you are here, let's go deal with him today."

“Very well!”

Lin Qinghuang murmured.

Since they knew the exact location, there was no need to keep waiting. Resolving the trouble sooner would allow Xie Weilou to relax.

Xie Weilou looked at the Shuofeng Leader: "We are going to the Desolate Temple next."

The Shuofeng Leader said: "The Desolate Temple is extremely dangerous. Should I guide you there?"

Xie Weilou said: "It shouldn't be a big problem. We can go ourselves."

"That works too! But you still need to be wary of what's inside the Desolate Temple. Rumor has it that a Demon Ape is suppressed there, and its strength is terrifying."

The Shuofeng Leader smiled faintly. Having witnessed Xie Weilou's methods last night, he naturally had no doubt about Xie Weilou's strength.

If they encountered an existence that even Xie Weilou couldn't handle, then his presence wouldn't be of any use.

“Thank you for the reminder, Leader.”

Xie Weilou clasped his hands slightly, and then he and Lin Qinghuang flew away.