Soul Destroyer is a demonic cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, and Infant-Holding has not appeared on the continent for a long time. Moreover, the spiritual energy in the secluded paradise is not friendly to demonic cultivators.
As the patriarch of the demon clan, Xianying's cultivation level was only at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage.
It took him hundreds of years to advance from the third level of the Nascent Soul stage to the middle level, and he still couldn't take that step.
Even though he appeared calm on the surface, only he knew that facing a mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator was going to be a tough battle.
My win rate is less than 30%.
Even so, he still stood upright before the Soul Destroyer.
With a slight movement of his fingers, a fiery whip appeared before everyone's eyes.
With the same fire-type spiritual root, Ye Si, perched on his shoulder, laughed heartily at the sight.
“Xianying, it’s no wonder we’re destined to meet. You have a fire-type spiritual root, and so do I.”
"How about we join forces when I recall my men?"
The fiery whip in the infant's hand moved automatically without wind, as if it were alive.
Hearing Ye Si's words, he raised an eyebrow slightly. "I'm afraid the Evil Emperor looks down on me, a mere clan leader. Aren't you afraid I'll hold you back?"
Ye Si snorted, "If you don't mind me, how could I possibly mind you? It's settled then, you'll be with me from now on."
This time, the infant did not respond.
Although he was talking to Ye Si, his gaze never left Mi Hun.
Seeing that Soul Extinction was heading straight for him, his nonchalant expression suddenly turned fierce.
With a flick of the wrist, the whip whistled through the air with a sharp, teeth-grinding sound.
The Soul Extinguishing Action is not visible to the naked eye; the Infant-Holding can only determine the opponent's location by the aura that is directly approaching its face.
Such a judgment is clearly very dangerous.
He was struck on the shoulder, and it felt as if his internal organs had shifted, causing him to cough up blood.
Upon seeing this, Ye Si immediately dropped his playful grin.
As a soul, he can now only rely on the Netherworld Fire.
This put him in a very passive position.
Unable to stand by and watch the infant become a punching bag in the hands of the soul destroyer, he leaped onto the other's body the instant the other approached.
The Nine Netherworld Fire is a divine fire; if an ordinary person gets even a tiny bit of it, they will be burned to ashes.
When Miehun sensed something was wrong with his body, a ferocious expression immediately appeared on his otherwise unpleasant face.
"court death?!"
Ye Si did not answer, but instead spoke to the infant not far away, "His right hand is his weakness!"
Soul Destroyer's right hand was newly grown; it had just been cut off by the Demon Lord some time ago, making it vulnerable.
Upon hearing Ye Si's shouts, Xian Ying, who was not far away, raised his fire whip, and the sharp sound of it cutting through the air rang out again.
Because Ye Si doesn't have a physical body, Sheng Ning and his group are currently locked in battle with the demon army, and he can't even summon his former subordinates.
Anxious and helpless, he could only keep making sounds on Miehun so that Xianying could accurately locate Miehun and launch an attack.
The cultivation level of the infant-carrying cultivator is far inferior to that of the soul-destroying cultivator.
However, these repeated provocations still angered Miehun.
Under the onslaught of the fire whip, he, covered in whip marks, grabbed the end of the whip with his bare hands.
Holding the other end of the whip, Xianying felt his tail being restrained. As soon as he looked up, he heard Ye Si's scream in his ear.
"run!"
However, it was still too slow.
Enraged, Miehun poured almost all of his spiritual power into his palm.
The pressure from the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator rendered Niang Ying unable to move her feet, her mind went blank, and she no longer had any thought of escaping.
The moment the palm struck, the first thought that came to Xianying's mind was, thankfully it didn't land on his demon core.
Before he could even rejoice, he caught a glimpse of Soul Extinction raising its hand out of the corner of his eye.
Instinctively, he curled up to protect the demon core in his abdomen.
Beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans dripped from his forehead and fell to the ground.
The infant, who could no longer hear any sound, only felt something rushing towards its body.
......
The expected sensation of the demon core shattering did not occur.
Falling to the ground, the dusty baby opened its eyes with a frown, only to find itself wrapped in a thin blue film.
The film still faintly glowed with firelight.
Realizing who had just blocked that blow for him, Xianying struggled to sit up, barely managing to keep his spirit from being shattered.
He lightly poked the thin membrane with his slender, pale fingers, then frowned and asked, "Ye Si, Evil Emperor? Are you alright?"
No one answered.
The furrowed brows of the infant deepened.
His fingers kept rubbing lightly on the thin film. Just as he was about to look up to find Sheng Ning, a weak yet familiar voice finally rang in his ears.
"Stop deducting, or you'll deduct the last bit of soul."
The furrowed brows of the infant relaxed slightly. "Ye Si, you're not dead?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? I, the mighty Evil Emperor, was not even killed by the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation. How could a mere Nascent Soul Realm minion kill me?"
Even though she's already this weak, she's still being stubborn.
Seeing that he still had the strength to argue with him, Xianying smiled slightly and said, "Strictly speaking, you were already dead during the Nine Heavens Tribulation."
"What nonsense are you spouting, cough cough cough..."
"My good intentions have been taken for granted. If I had known you would act this way, I shouldn't have taken that blow for you."
On the blue film that wrapped the infant, the flame flickered slightly, as if Ye Si was expressing his anger at this moment.
The infant stopped arguing with him.
As the color of the thin film in front of him gradually faded, the smile on his face turned serious.
Just then, Sheng Ning was fighting a demonic cultivator on the ground, and he rushed forward.
After Sheng Ning dealt with the demonic cultivator in front of her, she saw Xian Ying looking at her anxiously and realized that something was wrong.
"Where's Ye Si? Why did he run away?"
Her response was a baby-carrying, waving gesture that, despite saying a lot of things, couldn't make a sound, and was wrapped in a thin film.
Fortunately, the Nine Netherworld Fire was Sheng Ning's natal fire. When she saw the pale blue flames flickering on the membrane on the infant's body, she raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"I never imagined that the Netherworld Fire could have such an effect."
She stretched out her fingers, stained with the demonic cultivator's blood, and as soon as her fingers touched the thin membrane...
The thin film quickly merged into her body.
Sheng Ning used her divine sense to examine the fire-type spiritual root in Fan's body and found that the fire-type spiritual root was weak and Ye Si looked weak. She frowned and immediately put two fire spirit fruits into her mouth.
The elderly say that you are what you eat.
If her fire elemental root lacks sufficient spiritual power, then she can simply eat more fire elemental fruits.
But the infant in front of her...
"Chieftain, are you alright?"
Xianying's complexion was not much better than Ye Si's.
Sheng Ning also sensed that his soul was unstable.
She grabbed a handful of Spirit-Replenishing Pills into his hand like he was grabbing candy, and said, "Clan leader, you should rest over there for a while. We're enough here."
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