I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 565 Soul Search
“This is a rare opportunity. Lanxi can spar with them! Elder, you can lead a group to form a battle formation and spar with each of the Nascent Soul cultivators who have undergone the Tribulation of Soldiers.”

Xia Daoming ignored Liehuo and the others, and instead gave instructions to Lanxi and the others with a smile.

"Immortal, let's talk this out! We were blind and foolish. Please spare our lives!" Liehuo and the others trembled with fear upon hearing this and hurriedly said.

Are you kidding? With the strength of this guy in front of them, would they even dare to spar with his beloved wife?
Do you want to die a quick and painful death?
"For the time being, I don't want to disrupt the peace of the Crimson Sky Sea, nor do I want to attract the attention of the Southern Town Jishan. Therefore, someone still needs to clean up the mess from today, deal with the people from the Southern Town Jishan, and help continue to oversee the Crimson Sky Sect and maintain order in the Crimson Sky Sea."

"I will decide who stays to help oversee the Crimson Cloud Sect based on your performance today. So, you should keep up the fight with Palace Master Lanxi and the elders. Perhaps you will be the one to survive." Xia Daoming coldly swept his eyes over Liehuo and the others, and said indifferently.

"Is this true?" Upon hearing this, Master Liehuo and the others perked up, their eyes revealing a strong desire to survive.

To reach the Nascent Soul realm, they endured countless hardships and faced numerous life-or-death dangers; how could they possibly be willing to die like this?
Even if there's only a sliver of hope, they'll fight for it!
"So what if it's true, so what if it's false? Can you give up this sliver of hope? But one thing I can guarantee is that it's true. If you don't behave well, I will make you wish you were dead!" Xia Daoming said expressionlessly.

When he arrived, he only sent Lanxi to show up and did not reveal his own strength. In fact, he had already given the Chixiao Sect a chance to make amends.

Unfortunately, instead of restraining themselves, they even set their sights on Lanxi.

Since they were determined to go down this dark path, Xia Daoming naturally had no compassion for them.

Upon hearing this, Liehuo and the others felt both angry and helpless, filled with bitterness.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is simply too great.

Apart from this method, they had no other hope of survival.

"Alright, thank you for giving us this opportunity, Immortal!" Everyone quickly suppressed their complicated feelings and bowed to Xia Daoming.

Xia Daoming ignored Liehuo and the others, and gently tapped his chest. Two divine weapons, Xuanming Wa Si and Xuehe Ba Ji, emerged and stood on either side of the battlefield.

"Wa Si, Ba Ji, you two keep an eye on them!" Xia Daoming ordered.

Xia Daoming wasn't worried about Lan Xi. With Lie Huo and the others, they weren't likely to pose a real threat to her life. However, Yuan Ji and the others were only late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. If the Divine Transformation cultivators really fought recklessly, they would still be in great danger of dying. They would need Xuanming Wa Si and Xuehe Ba Ji to come to their rescue in time.

Of course, they also need to guard against other unexpected events.

After revealing the existence of the two divine weapons, Xuanming and Nuwa, Xia Daoming took the short, stocky man's primordial spirit to the side, preparing to conduct a soul-searching interrogation on him alone.

Although he knew that the chances of Yuwen Feng being alive were slim, Xia Daoming was unwilling to give up even if there was only a sliver of hope.

Having encountered a cultivator from Jishan in Nanzhen today, he naturally wanted to ask him questions as soon as possible.

While Xia Daoming was preparing to search the soul of the short, stocky man, Lan Xi and the eight elders were engaged in a fierce battle with Lie Huo and others.

The intense energy shocks caused by the battle were blocked and concealed by the Nine Flames Annihilation Formation.

From the outside world, all that could be seen was a raging sea of ​​fire on the great lake, with nine enormous ancient fire-breathing beasts standing atop the flames, surrounding Crimson Sky Immortal Island.

What exactly happened inside remains unknown to outsiders.

"Immortal, spare me! Spare me!" the short, stocky man pleaded desperately, filled with remorse.

He never dreamed that a cultivator at the first tribulation stage of the Nascent Soul realm would cultivate such terrifying supernatural powers.

"To be honest, in the entire Xuanhuan Realm right now, the only one I truly fear is the Celestial Envoy who guards the Five Sacred Mountains. If you hadn't forced me to take action, I might have let you go back."

But now that I've already taken action, there's no way I'll let you go back to Nanzhen Jishan and cause unnecessary trouble. So don't expect me to spare your life.

"However, if you cooperate obediently, you can avoid the torment of soul searching." Xia Daoming looked at the short, stocky man with a cold expression, unmoved by his desperate pleas. "Soul searching? I am a Fourth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator. If I truly intend to die, even the Supervising Immortal Envoy cannot search my soul! Haha!"

Seeing that Xia Daoming had no intention of letting him live, the short, stocky man immediately abandoned his humble and pleading attitude and burst into arrogant laughter.

As he laughed, his primordial spirit fluctuated violently. Even the short, stocky man's primordial spirit body no longer took shape, but instead turned into a ball of constantly twisting and deforming radiance, as if a volcanic energy was about to erupt.

"The fact that the Celestial Envoy of the Overwatch cannot perform a soul search on you does not mean that I cannot either."

Xia Daoming smiled faintly, then clenched his golden dragon claw tightly, and strands of power carrying the aura of the ancient ancestral dragon imprisoned the energy that the short, stocky man wanted to self-destruct.

Then the Netherworld Flame Lord stepped out from his body.

As soon as the Netherworld Flame Lord stepped out, an aura of natural control and intimidation over the soul instantly enveloped the radiant light of the primordial spirit.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire! How could you possibly control Netherworld Ghost Fire?"

A terrified scream came from the distorted, warped light.

Then the shapeless rosy light returned to the form of the short, stocky man's primordial spirit.

His face was filled with terror and despair, and his former arrogance was gone.

"How do you want me to cooperate?" After a long while, the short, stocky man asked helplessly, his face ashen.

"As long as you don't resist my soul search, it's fine. Of course, if you insist on resisting, although the information I can find will be incomplete, I guarantee that the pain you will suffer will be something you absolutely do not want to experience," Xia Daoming said calmly.

"Fine! But you have to promise me a quick death from now on."

"it is good."

The short, stocky man slowly closed his eyes.

The Netherworld Flame Lord slowly raised his hand and placed it on his head.

After a long while, Netherworld Flame Lord withdrew his hand, his body gradually fading away and disappearing into Xia Daoming's chest.

Almost simultaneously, the golden dragon claw clenched tightly.

The glimmer of sunset light flowed down from between the claws like quicksand, carried away by the wind, and disappeared into the world.

Xia Daoming watched the glimmer of sunset slip through his fingers, his expression one of disappointment.

He found no information about Yuwen Feng in the short, stocky man's soul.

This was expected, since it was impossible for Yuwen Feng to cross from Beizhenhai to Nanzhenhai with his abilities.

But Xia Daoming was unwilling to give up.

He preferred to believe that Yuwen Feng had ascended to the immortal realm, rather than that he had died and perished!
Taking a deep breath, Xia Daoming tried to calm the negative emotions brought on by the lack of news about Yuwen Feng, then stroked his chin and began to think about the information he had searched for.

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)