Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi and Qing Lin flew at full speed, heading back to the Black Cloud Academy.

The two initially planned to venture outside, handling the bounty from Heavenly King Mountain while completing many academy tasks.

But now it seems clearly impossible.

15 mid-grade spirit veins are definitely not insignificant.

If word gets out, those Overlord Forces in the entire Central Region would covet it.

Not to mention Heavenly King Mountain, which is merely an Overlord Force in the Black Cloud Region.

Xiao Yi had a feeling this time the matter, or rather the battle, will definitely be very troublesome.

Qing Lin noticed Xiao Yi's solemn expression and chuckled, "Xiao Yi, don't worry."

"With my speed, at most in two days, we can return to the academy."

"Let's not even discuss if those scoundrels from Heavenly King Mountain can crack the formation and discover what's inside."

"Even if they can, trying to chase us would already be too late."

"Weren't you curious about my Martial Soul before?"

"Let me tell you, my Martial Soul, is best at wind control and cloud control, unmatched in speed, it is..."

Qing Lin said this.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and shouted softly, "Careful."

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

From all directions, countless streams of Primordial Power suddenly rushed forth.

Those surging attacks devoured the two like a gale.

Boom... high above, with the two as the center, the numerous attacks led to a sudden explosive blast.

"Are they dead?" From all directions, shadows jumped swiftly.

Within a few seconds, over a hundred figures appeared.

"They should be dead, we've been ambushing here for a while, already prepared."

"Those two young ones were caught off guard by our joint attack, it's impossible not to be dead or crippled."

The group of martial artists laughed arrogantly.

However, as the booming sound died down and the light faded, Xiao Yi and Qing Lin's perfectly unharmed figures appeared.

"How is it possible?" The group of martial artists was shocked.

High above, surrounding Xiao Yi and Qing Lin, wind and snow swirled and enveloped them, with not a scratch on their bodies.

"A bunch of Heavenly Extreme Realm and Saint Realm Martial Artists want to kill us two?" Qing Lin sneered.

"Who are you people?" Xiao Yi coldly stared at the suddenly appearing group of martial artists.

"You tell me?" The group of martial artists wasn't scared at all; instead, they sneered at Xiao Yi and Qing Lin.

"Xiao Yi, you little thief, Qing Lin, you evil thief, you two are already wanted by Heavenly King Mountain."

"Throughout the Cloud River Region, numerous martial artists want your heads."

"If you know what's good for you, then surrender."

"Wanted?" Qing Lin frowned and looked at Xiao Yi, "We've been flying for several hours, how could the bounty order from Heavenly King Mountain spread so quickly."

"Quick?" Below, the martial artists laughed proudly, "No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than the Communication Sub-Saint Artifact?"

"Now, the bounty order has spread through the entire Cloud River Region, you cannot escape."

"Surrender obediently, or we can give you a painless end."

"Communication Sub-Saint Artifact?" Xiao Yi frowned high above.

"Don't get tangled in battle, leave first." Xiao Yi glanced at Qing Lin and spoke.

Qing Lin nodded his head.

The two prepared to control the air and leave; this bunch of ordinary Saint Realm and Heavenly Extreme Realm Martial Artists couldn't stop them at all.

At that very moment, two figures came rapidly from afar.

"Hahahaha, two young brats, such a big talk."

"A group of Saint Realm Martial Artists, a group of Heavenly Extreme Realm Martial Artists, can't kill you, what if we join in?"

Whoosh... whoosh...

Two old men appeared out of thin air, blocking them in the high sky.

"Such strong aura." Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

In his perception, these two old men's aura was only slightly weaker than the Black Poison Saint King.

"Two at the sixth layer of the Saint King Realm." Qing Lin's expression changed drastically.

"These are strong ones from the Cloud River Region, right?" Xiao Yi asked.

Qing Lin nodded, "In our Black Cloud Region, among the sixth layer of the Saint King Realm strong ones, there are no such two people."

Xiao Yi nodded, staring directly at the two old men, saying, "The two of you aren't martial artists from the Black Cloud Region, so you should have no connection with Heavenly King Mountain."

"Why bother provoking us two over such a mere bounty reward."

"A mere reward?" The old man sneered, "A mere reward, we naturally don't care."

"But the unconditional promise from Heavenly King Mountain, no one can't be envious of that."

"What, you two want to plead for mercy?"

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I just want to remind you."

"In fact, unless necessary, I don't want to kill."

"Also, all of you down there." Xiao Yi glanced at the martial artists below, "Leave within ten breaths, I will pretend I haven't seen you."

"After ten breaths, life and death are determined by heaven."

As Xiao Yi spoke, killing intent already surged from his eyes.

Beside him, Qing Lin equally burst forth with intense momentum, killing intent chilling.

The two knew, since Heavenly King Mountain has given such tempting conditions, it shows their intent to kill the two has become extremely heavy.

Therefore, they can't afford to waste time.

These martial artists must either retreat, or they can only fight fiercely without holding back.

Yes, without holding back.

Otherwise, once the strong ones from Heavenly King Mountain catch up, they are doomed.

Ten breaths and several swords passed in an instant.

However, no one present left.

Clearly, they chose the tempting reward from Heavenly King Mountain.

"Ten breaths have passed." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"Then let's kill." Qing Lin nodded.

Whoosh... the two figures flickered, instantly making a move.

Boom... boom...

In the air, two deafening explosions occurred as the two reached the old men.

"Two young brats, overestimating yourselves." The two old men sneered, each released a palm strike.

Bang... bang...

The sixth-layer Saint King Realm strong ones made a move, showing terrifying power.

However, Xiao Yi and Qing Lin were not ordinary either.

Whoosh... a sword edge flashing with starlight broke through an old man's aura, directly piercing towards his throat.

Whoosh... a strand of Blood Light carrying the aura of annihilation similarly broke through an old man's aura, ravaging him.

"One each, end quickly." Qing Lin glanced at Xiao Yi and chuckled.

"Sure." Xiao Yi nodded.

The sword edge and Blood Light converged together, forcibly breaking through the defenses of the two old men.

The two old men's expressions changed slightly, their figures flashed, each retreating a hundred steps.

At the same time, the sword edge and Blood Light instantly disappeared.

Xiao Yi and Qing Lin each stood before an old man, overflowing with combat intent.

"Two young brats, think you can beat us? You're not qualified." The two old men were angry, instantly making a move.

In the high sky, separated by merely a hundred meters, two overwhelming battles began instantly.

Below, the martial artists thought to join the attack.

However, they found that the battle's aura transferred was so terrifying that they couldn't intervene.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

In the sky, a thousand strands of starlight descended.

The dense starlight all gathered around the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

Xiao Yi swung a sword strike, and a thousand strands of starlight crushed down.

"Hmm? What stunning sword skills." An old man revealed a solemn expression.

...

End of Chapter One.