The words had barely left his mouth.
The seven people suddenly unleashed their spiritual power and, without the slightest hesitation, attacked directly in the direction where Wu Junyan and Ah Li were.
For the Soul Palace, what they need is not only the life souls of various prodigies, but also powerful physical bodies and bloodline power, which are extremely important to them.
They have more than one means to reshape it into a new identity.
"Senior brother, let me help you..."
As they spoke, the nine blood tails behind Ahri bloomed again before everyone's eyes.
She knew very well that any one of these people was a Mahayana Realm cultivator, let alone someone from the Soul Palace.
Thinking back to what happened within the Fire Fox clan.
Ahri had a lot of pent-up emotions inside her.
Now that she has such a good opportunity to take revenge, Ahri will naturally not miss it.
The moment the crimson spiritual energy surged forth.
The Nine-Tailed True Form was activated instantly.
Crimson spiritual energy, intertwined with fire spirit, enveloped the entire light screen, continuously spreading outwards.
A burning sensation filled everyone.
'Boom—!'
A violent impact sound.
It echoed continuously in the space.
Even when facing three disciples of the Soul Hall, Ahri showed no fear whatsoever.
The terrifying offensive power was unleashed at full force.
The battlefield on the light screen was instantly divided into two directions.
On the other side were the others, led by the boy with the sun totem.
Countless dark spiritual energies, under the boy's influence, directly transformed into shackles.
Hundreds of paths traverse the space.
He kept following behind Wu Junyan.
He threw a punch.
The terrifying spirit will suddenly appear.
An endless killing intent surged forth, its goal being to kill Wu Junyan.
"Heavenly Wheel Moon Nine Swords..."
A flash of sword light transformed into nine bright moons.
They attacked the four people directly.
The enormous impact put immense pressure on Wu Junyan's body.
He could sense that the Soul Hall disciple in front of him was on a completely different level from the gray-robed youth who had attacked earlier.
The totem between his brows lit up, and an extreme killing intent surged from his cold expression.
A ray of blazing sun exploded directly onto Wu Junyan's body.
The ultimate flame spirit turned his clothes to ashes.
After the flames dissipated, Wu Junyan's appearance was seen, holding a long sword in front of him.
The difference in cultivation level between the two was simply too great.
Otherwise, let alone him alone, even if all the people from the Soul Palace attacked together, it would only be a matter of one sword strike.
Wu Junyan could sense that the opponent's strength was not just at the Mahayana realm, but was already infinitely close to the high-level realm.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have had such an impact on him.
Before Wu Junyan could make another move, the deep voice in his mind rang out again.
"Kid, do you need my help...?"
"The difference in cultivation level between you is too great..."
"no..."
Before Sword Immortal Emperor could finish speaking, Wu Junyan refused.
"Senior, it's not time for you to take action yet."
"I can send these scumbags on their way by myself."
For Wu Junyan, what he needed was not a legacy, but an opportunity to truly hone his skills.
Although there is a huge gap between the realms of life and death, so what?
His current identity is the senior disciple of the Misty Sect!
If we give up so easily, how will we ever forge our own invincible path in the future!
Even the Sword Desolate Immortal Emperor was somewhat surprised to feel the unwavering conviction in Wu Junyan's heart at this moment.
Unexpectedly, Wu Junyan not only possessed extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, but also had such a temperament, and even became that person's disciple.
It's only a matter of time before he surpasses me.
Now, Sword Wu Immortal Emperor is becoming increasingly curious about what kind of existence the Misty Sect that those people mentioned actually is.
To be able to find so many extraordinary talents.
Taking a deep breath, Sword Wu Immortal Emperor finally calmed down his emotions.
"Use the trick I taught you before..."
"good..."
Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Junyan's spiritual power flickered once more the moment he grasped the spirit sword in his hand.
In just a moment, his aura reached its peak.
His figure darted through the space, directly slashing at the boy's head with his sword.
A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the boy with the sun.
With a single thought, the same spirit reappeared before him.
The sun totem on its enormous body flashed once more.
He threw a punch directly.
It possesses endless spiritual light and terrifying flames.
It was as if a real sun had descended.
They were about to devour Wu Junyan.
Despite the immense pressure, Wu Junyan remained calm, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
This was the strongest opponent he had faced in all the years he had cultivated.
Without holding anything back.
He raised his longsword horizontally, and a golden light instantly appeared.
"The Immortal with the One Sword kneels..."
The nine sword intents behind him merged into one at that moment.
They attacked in the direction the enemy was located.
It only lasted a moment.
Two terrifying spiritual energies crashed into the space, constantly stirring up wave after wave of spiritual sea power.
The others around them were cowering in the corner, trembling with fear.
Such a battle was completely beyond their comprehension; they never expected that someone in the same realm could possess such combat power.
This offensive power has surpassed the peak of the Mahayana realm and is even approaching the combat power of the Tribulation Transcending realm.
The only way to describe it is with the words "terrifying".
Before anyone could react...
Another shattering sound suddenly rang out.
The soul general, whose eyes were shimmering with a sun totem, gradually dimmed its crimson gaze.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his own body.
Cracks and fissures covered the totem.
It collapsed completely in an instant.
Along with the fallen youth who had previously led the Soul Hall, another figure also collapsed!
Sensing the bloody stench in the air, Wu Junyan did not stop, and unleashed another sword strike.
The pale golden sword blade resembled a natural barrier scattered across the human world.
Those who survived, including the Soul Hall disciples who had attacked Ahri earlier, were now turned into blood mist and scattered within the light barrier.
It fell slowly, like rain of blood.
"Senior brother..."
Ahri returned to Wu Junyan's side, the murderous spiritual power on her body had dissipated.
Both of them turned their gazes toward the magical artifact that was shimmering with a faint spiritual light in front of them.
Although I don't know what it is.
But the gray-clad youth had brought the souls of all the people he had killed into it.
"This should be something like the Ten Thousand Souls Banner."
"Can't even the dead rest in peace...?"
"Those beasts from the Soul Palace..."
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