I am the right way to defeat you

Almost instantly, a bone-chilling cold rushed to his mind, causing Xiao Xuan to instinctively make a defensive move.

Sure enough, the next moment the scarlet sword in front of him rose from the ground, drawing a bright red trajectory in mid-air, and finally pointed the sword tip at Xiao Xuan. At this moment, Xiao Xuan's crisis warning also reached its peak. Without even a moment to think, he instinctively dodged.

puff!

The crimson streak of light barely grazed past Xiao Xuan's side. Xiao Xuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he looked fearfully at the bottomless hole in the wall of the abyss.

She had no doubt that if she had reacted even a fraction of a second slower, the hole would have opened up around her!
But that wasn't the end. The next second, Xiao Xuan suddenly raised his hand and erected a strong battle qi barrier in front of him. Immediately afterwards, the red stream of light pierced through the wall of the abyss and crashed into the battle qi barrier.

Bang!
A loud explosion rang out, shaking the entire abyss. Xiao Xuan stared solemnly at the crimson sword that was constantly trying to break through the barrier, his mind racing.

What exactly is this sword? Why did it attack me?
To be honest, I hadn't paid much attention to the sword in her hand because that girl's fighting power was so amazing. Now it seems that the fierce aura carried by this sword is no less than that of Nalan Yanran.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of this sword now, it seems to have self-awareness.

self conscious?

The master is already dead, so what if it's just a sword and has its own consciousness?
"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan's mind flashed back to the terrifying image of Nalan Yanran repeatedly rising from her severe injuries, and he realized something.

However, it cannot be determined.

Xiao Xuan slightly raised his head, looking at the two unique energies belonging to the Dou Di that were constantly colliding in the sky, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Clearly, the battlefield above is no longer something she can participate in.

Xiao Xuan lowered his gaze to the crimson sword that was still impacting the barrier in front of him.

I, Xiao Xuan, may not be good enough, but this little girl can!

Xiao Xuan wasn't sure if his guess was correct, but now that things had come to this, there was no harm in taking a gamble, since the outcome would be the same whether he lost or didn't gamble.

Thinking this, Xiao Xuan removed the barrier and dodged the Crimson Sword's relentless thrust. Just as the Crimson Sword was about to turn its tip around and attack Xiao Xuan again, Xiao Xuan suddenly shouted.

“You should have self-awareness! Do you want to save your master?” Xiao Xuan stood proudly in the abyss, staring intently at the crimson sword in front of him. “If you want to save her, I will fully cooperate with you, but stop attacking. It’s pointless.”

After speaking, Xiao Xuan stared intently at the scarlet sword. Although she judged that the sword had its own consciousness, she was not sure if it could understand her words.

Surprisingly, after Xiao Xuan finished speaking, the Crimson Sword actually stopped attacking and gradually moved downwards, its hilt tapping forward repeatedly, as if confirming Xiao Xuan's words.

Even though he had expected it, Xiao Xuan was still shocked by what he saw.

Not only does it possess self-awareness, but it can also understand human speech. This thing is already on the same level as Teitan.

Xiao Xuan quickly came to his senses and looked at the scarlet sword, speaking in a deep voice.

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

Asking questions while pointing at a sword—if anyone else saw this, they would probably think Xiao Xuan had lost his mind.

The crimson sword stood in mid-air. After Xiao Xuan asked a question, the blood-scarred blade began to writhe, and a wisp of blood spread to both sides, eventually converging into a word on both sides of the crimson sword.

【flesh】

"A Dark Feast!"

The spirit roared with laughter, black battle aura filling the entire sky. A massive black plane appeared beneath the Soul Emperor's feet, resembling food on a plate, locking him firmly within it. The next moment, countless dark spears materialized from the clouds, launching a continuous barrage of thrusts towards the Soul Emperor.

Seeing this, the Soul Emperor put one hand behind his back and waved the other hand slightly in front of him. The black plane that imprisoned her below instantly turned into fragments, and the black spear that was flying towards her above simply twisted and shot towards the Soul Spirit instead, which was easily neutralized by the Soul Spirit.

"Tsk, the battles of Dou Di are really troublesome."

The spirit smirked, its eyes filled with displeasure.

Why are all those below the Dou Di level considered mere ants?

Because a Dou Di can easily mobilize the energy of heaven and earth, opponents who are not at the same level can easily have all their Dou Qi sealed by a Dou Di.

The biggest challenge for those below the Dou Di level when facing a Dou Di is not whether they can deliver a sufficiently lethal attack, but how to unleash their full power.

Based on this, the battle between Dou Di is actually a process of constantly vying for control of the energy of heaven and earth.

This, however, is quite different from what the spirit originally envisioned.

What she hoped for was to have a real fight with Hun Ying, using their respective strengths, rather than the current rules of battle where the outcome is determined by constantly vying for control of the energy of heaven and earth.

If this continues, it will never end.

Of course, the spirits are happy to keep fighting the heroes, even if it means fighting until the world is destroyed.

But the spirit knew very well that Hun Ying hadn't given her much time. Once Xiao Yan woke up, she would have to leave the stage. Even if she didn't leave, Hun Ying would force her to.

Ultimately, Hunying was merely fulfilling Hunling's wish incidentally as part of her plan. Whether Hunling could truly feel satisfied was not as important to Hunying as Xiao Yan's matter.

"Tch! It seems being too strong isn't all good." The spirit shrugged, raised his hand and looked at his palm. "He can easily heal wounds, has an endless supply of battle qi, and his energy seems limitless."

"This kind of battle is too boring."

The spirit clenched its fist suddenly, then pointed at the Soul Emperor and said in a deep voice.

"I know you have things to do later, and that kid will probably wake up soon. I don't want to end up with nothing to show for it."

"Just one strike, a strike with all my might. I'm willing to leave the stage no matter the outcome. I only want a victory or a defeat."

Upon hearing the Soul Spirit's words, the Soul Emperor raised his hand and removed his mask, his scarlet eyes meeting the Soul Spirit's gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Okay."

Since there's no one else around, there's no need to wear a mask for the time being.

"Let me make this clear in advance, don't hold back or try to fool me." The spirit suddenly clenched its fist. "I won't delay your business. I just want to win against you fair and square, or be won against by you once."

The spirit continuously gathered dark battle aura in its hands, staring intently at the spirit.

"If you dare to hold back, don't blame me for causing trouble later!"

"That would be terrible." Hun Ying spread his hands, white battle aura continuously gathering in his palms, his expression gradually becoming solemn. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Hun Ling."

"A thousand-year-old wish should come to an end today!" (End of Chapter)