Soul Emperor Martial God

The seven black cloud poison pythons, transformed from illusions, encircled Xiao Yi and attacked.

Xiao Yi swung a sword, intending to break through one, then slip away during the gap.

However, with a loud bang.

The collision between the sword and the black cloud poison python ended with him being blasted away instantly.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle.

"So strong."

He had just steadied himself when the black cloud poison pythons attacked again.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

Xiao Yi unleashed streams of Sword Qi, instantly forming them into a sword dance again.

Bang... Another explosive sound.

The sword dance disintegrated instantly, bang... bang... bang...

The seven black cloud poison pythons pierced through him at once, repeatedly blasting Xiao Yi away.

The sword dance could fend off those mad dragons of black smoke before but couldn't stop these seven black cloud poison pythons.

The black cloud poison pythons were the martial souls of these seven people.

For a martial artist, the martial soul is something that lives with them for life, matching perfectly with their own aura, techniques, primordial power, and everything else.

This is why it's said that when a martial soul is summoned, a martial artist's strength is fully unleashed.

Another point is that a martial soul can greatly boost a martial artist.

As now, the aura of the seven elders has greatly surged.

Though not reaching the Saint King Realm, it's much stronger than the previous Saint Realm peak.

Their cultivation, strength, all increased, along with the attack transformed from the martial souls, naturally breaking Xiao Yi's sword dance in an instant.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out another mouthful of bloody spit.

The bloody spittle was mixed with wisps of black smoke, extremely terrifying.

He finally understood the meaning of the formation mentioned by these seven before.

Originally, he had been vigilant, thinking that if these seven really set up a formation, he would instantly find a way to deal with it and break it.

But these seven were not setting up any formation.

The so-called formation was nothing but the seven of them surrounding, simultaneously summoning their martial souls.

All seven had the black cloud poison python martial soul.

Seven of the same martial soul, seven of the same martial arts and domains, cooperating seamlessly.

This instantaneously elevated the combat power of the seven to another level.

This also caused Xiao Yi to lose instantly.

"Looks like this kid can't withstand another blow." An elder smiled coldly.

"Yes." Another elder nodded satisfiedly.

"Our black cloud poison python martial souls have always cooperated seamlessly, their power formidable."

"Not only can this kid not withstand it, but he's also poisoned by the black cloud poison python, now severely injured."

"One more strike, and he's dead for sure."

"Ke ke ke." The surrounding elders sneered coldly, "This is the consequence of arrogance beyond bounds."

"It's a pity though, he must die now."

"Otherwise, if he lives until the Manor Master returns, he must taste what those previous disciples of the Black Cloud Academy experienced."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, forcibly suppressing his injuries.

His ice-cold eyes stared directly at the seven.

"What, are you watching our academy's disciples being tortured yourself?"

"Hahahaha." An elder laughed tauntingly, "Of course."

"That you can survive in the Black Poison Pond shows you discovered the pile of corpses in the secret room."

"I won't hide it, when the Manor Master tested poison on them, we were all watching."

"Tsk tsk, thinking back to the appearances of those little mice before they died, their painful screams were really marvelous."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "People outside think Poison Refiners are elusive and ruthless."

"But besides walking the path of poison, they are actually no different from ordinary martial artists."

"Testing poison on people to solve the puzzles of martial arts has nothing to do with the profession of a Poison Refiner, it merely reflects your nature."

"But, you think others' painful screams are marvelous, I..."

Xiao Yi paused, a devilish grin flashing across his lips.

"I also think the feeling of being slashed by ten thousand swords is marvelous."

After speaking, Xiao Yi's aura erupted suddenly, waving a large hand.

Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...

Countless starlight descended fiercely.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... five hundred...

It continued until eight hundred, then the starlight descent ended.

And all of this happened in an instant.

Eight hundred starlights pierced through the seven black cloud poison pythons instantly.

"Pfft... pfft..." A series of seven blood-spitting sounds emerged from the seven elders.

The martial soul illusions collapsed, the seven suffered backlash instantly.

Xiao Yi sneered coldly and did not stop.

Starlight settled on his body.

"Cold Ice Domain, rise." Xiao Yi roared fiercely.

Bang... strong martial arts power surged around abruptly.

The Cold Ice Domain was not compressed, blanketing several kilometers around.

But under the seven black cloud domains of these seven, it was not shaken at all, instead, it solidified immensely.

Swish... Xiao Yi's sword moved again.

He did not use the Star Illusion Sword Formation, nor the Star Illusion Swordsmanship.

Just his own Sword Dao.

Swoosh... boom...

As before, a simple sword swing now caused an elder to spew blood, then be blasted away.

As seven booming sounds fell, seven elders were severely wounded.

"How is this possible, so strong." The seven's expressions changed drastically.

"It's not over yet." Xiao Yi's face was indifferent, his eyes icy cold.

"Cold Ice... Sword Dance."

Bang... A booming sound instantly turned the inside of the Cold Ice Domain white.

Countless snowflakes, drifted down softly.

On each snowflake, the aura was icy, yet... extremely sharp.

Swoosh... swoosh... swoosh...

The snowflakes fell on the seven, like countless sharp swords cutting their bodies.

Straight blood scars appeared continuously on the seven.

Cries of agonizing screams spewed from their mouths.

The feeling of sword blades constantly cutting the body is not something ordinary people can endure.

"Kid, how dare you be so arrogant." The seven endured the pain, shouting angrily.

The seven black cloud poison pythons condensed once again.

However, the result did not change.

Swoosh... swoosh... swoosh...

Countless snowflakes, danced down like rain.

Countless sharp auras contained within.

The Cold Ice Sword Dance easily shredded the seven black cloud poison pythons to powder.

"The battle, should end now." Xiao Yi sneered coldly, his gaze set towards the distant Qing Lin.

On the other side, Qing Lin, fighting three alone, gradually gained the upper hand from an initial stalemate.

Aside from the Great Elder, the other two, Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder, were already covered in blood.

Probably not long before these two would be defeated.

And when they fall, the Great Elder would quickly lose to Qing Lin.

However, something was missing from both sides of the battle.

Yes... missing one person.

The Vice Manor Master had not made a move all along.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless fools." An aged and displeased voice exploded over the manor in an instant.

At the moment the voice faded, the Cold Ice Domain was instantly shattered, the snowflakes all melted, the sword dance stopped instantly.

On the other side, Qing Lin spat a mouthful of bloody spittle, his face pallid.

"So strong." Qing Lin and Xiao Yi's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

Swish... The Vice Manor Master's figure suddenly arrived.

With a wave of his big hand, all the elders were drawn back behind him.

"Vice Manor Master, calm your anger." All the elders showed fear.

In the distance, Qing Lin's face turned into shock, "Not good, he's a Fifth Layer Saint King, Xiao Yi, run quickly."

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Fourth update. (Supplement)