Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 143 Soul Order Movement
After a stick of incense, the faint aroma of herbal incense filled the closed room again. After a short nap, Hun Ruoruo gradually opened her eyes.

"I really should avoid doing things I'm not good at. Just being a tree hole, why does it feel so much more tiring than comprehending the power of space?"

She stood up, exhaled a breath of hot and humid air, and then looked out the window.

Xiao Yixian's shed was made of straw and solid wood, so it was naturally impossible to place the stone stove for making fire on the edge of the house. Therefore, from the perspective of the window, all that could be seen was a very faint shadow.

In addition, the dim light of sunset gradually turned into darkness, so Hun Ruoruo could not see clearly.

"So long?"

Hun Ruoruo felt a little strange. According to common sense, it shouldn't take so long to simply process some ingredients and cook them.

Just as she was hesitating whether to walk out of the room, a strange and eerie wave suddenly came out from the ring that had been silent for a long time, making her slightly relaxed expression turn cold almost instantly.

Hun Ruoruo's eyes were dim, and with a wave of her hand, a light black shielding barrier silently covered the entire room, and then disappeared into the walls, leaving no trace.

"That annoying guy is finally here. He's so anxious even though the mission isn't even due yet. It seems Yun Leng has convinced his old sect leader that he's starting to have his eye on my soul, right?"

The Soul Palace has always followed the law of the jungle. Once Hun Ruoruo's first mission after joining the Soul Palace fails, she will no longer be qualified to join the Soul Palace, and will undoubtedly be divided and devoured by members of the same level or even higher levels.

Yunshan and Yunling obviously had this plan.

With a hint of sneer on her lips, Hun Ruoruo lightly touched the ring with her fingertips, took out the dark and gloomy token, and held it in her palm.

As the soul power continued to dissipate, mysterious and obscure patterns gradually emerged on the surface of the token, and then a huge "soul" character was formed in the center.

Soon, the soul power emanating from the soul order gradually gathered into a shadowy black mist, turning the already dim room into complete darkness.

Feeling the unfamiliar soul fluctuations, Hun Ruoruo's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and she muttered to herself lightly, "Such fluctuations... the level of a beginner Dou Zong? It really is Yunshan. He can engrave a soul mark in my soul order. Now it seems that I should call him the Mountain Protector."

Ever since arriving at Yunlan Sect and learning of Yun Ling's identity, Hun Ruoruo had actually already noticed something.

The extent to which the Yunlan Sect was eroded by the Soul Palace was quite different from her memory.

According to her impression, although Yun Leng was involved with the Soul Palace, he did not obtain the status of a Soul Envoy. And Yun Shan, a Dou Zong who relied on external forces to break through, was even less likely to become a guardian-level existence.

Even though the strength of Yunshan and others seems to have not changed, the information contained therein is extremely crucial.

A single glimpse of the season reveals the speed at which the Soul Palace is encroaching on other parts of the continent. It's very likely that due to certain variables, the speed at which the Soul Palace is encroaching on other parts of the continent has greatly accelerated.
Shaking her head, Hun Ruoruo wasn't actually too upset. Even if she knew this, what would it matter? Her current plans wouldn't change at all. After all, if she wanted to become stronger in this barren land, robbing the thieves was always the fastest and most appropriate option.

The black fog gradually gathered and began to transform into a vaguely visible human figure. A calm yet ethereal voice resounded, carrying an unquestionable tone of command, making the dark room even more eerie.
"Return to Yunlan Sect within two days."

In an instant, a powerful soul wave came, crushing down like an invisible pressure, and suddenly exerted mad pressure in the direction of Hun Ruoruo.

Such a strong pressure would make even a Douhuang-level warrior tremble in the soul and uncontrollably want to kneel on the ground.

It was obvious that this was a show of force from the other party. Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo suddenly burst into laughter, and regarded the spiritual pressure released by the other party as nothing. She sat back on Xiao Yixian's bed lightly, and casually grabbed the palm-sized figure in her palm and crushed it to pieces.

"The Mountain Guardian is truly impressive. However, if you want to use the excuse of a failed mission to steal my soul, you must first be prepared to die yourself, okay?"

She is just a Dou Zong who relies on external forces to build up her strength. If she uses Dou Qi to pressure, Hun Ruoruo might be a little afraid of her, but when it comes to soul power, I am afraid he is not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

What's more, the condensed figure of the other party was merely a product stimulated by the soul imprint left in the soul order in advance. It was hard to say whether it had even one-tenth of the pressure of the original body. Did he still want to use it to intimidate her?
Absolutely ridiculous.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled and injected a trace of soul power into the soul order.

"Sorry, Lord Lion, please come out and get some fresh air!"

A faint light flashed, and the next moment, a shrill yet weak roar was heard, and a huge illusory lion head suddenly jumped out from the soul order, almost filling the entire small wooden house.

"This is.?!!"

A trace of confusion flashed through the depths of the hollow beast's pupils, and then gradually turned into an expression of extreme fear. Its expression was resentful and ferocious. It forcibly urged the soul power suppressed by the soul order and rushed desperately towards the direction of the outside of the house.
"You vicious woman, I will grind you to dust and send you and your family to hell!"

"Oh!"

The huge beast head smashed against the edge of the wall, causing circles of light black ripples to ripple across the isolation barrier hidden in the air. It looked as funny as if a soul had hit a wall.

"Hehe, Lord Lion King, you can't run away. Souls at the Dou Wang level are very hard to find in the Jia Ma Empire."

Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes shone with an enchanting luster as she whispered, "I'm all alone, without any family. Unlike you, who clearly have children but still covet the Transformation Pill and try to steal it by force, you're really not a competent father."

"In exchange for the Transformation Pill, your soul will naturally belong to me~"

Hearing the melodious voice coming from the peach-like girl in front of him, the Lion King's soul trembled and he felt boundless fear in his heart.

It opened its mouth tremblingly, and was about to beg for mercy, but found that the soul order that had suppressed it for a long time had regained its strange luster.

"Don't spare my life. No!!!"

The roar of the beast stopped abruptly. Hun Ruoruo rubbed her ears, which were a little swollen and painful from the shock, and complained: "Why are you shouting so loudly? No one else can hear it. Really..."

Putting the soul order back into the ring, Hun Ruoruo removed the barrier, gently pushed open the door, and inadvertently restrained all the previous weirdness.

Compared to the pitch-black silence in the room before, the outside world at this moment was still quite bright, although there were only a few rays of sunlight left. Under the light of the stone stove next to Xiao Yixian, there was a sense of ease and comfort for a moment.

Sniffing the air, she couldn't help but tease,
"You've been doing this for so long, is there still a share for me?"

(End of this chapter)