The entire sky seed to darken.
Their confrontation had already drawn the attention of everyone in the Black Market.
"How did Li Fan end up provoking the Young Master of Blood Beast Valley?"
"Yan Yu is no ordinary Qi Refining Ninth Layer. I’m afraid Li Fan is done for this ti."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, most looking on as if they were watching a play.
Luo Baitong’s expression soured.
He hurriedly sent a Sound Transmission to Li Chang’an. "Daoist Li, if you’re outmatched, just find a way to escape back to the Black Market."
"Daoist Luo, do you have so little faith in ?"
Li Chang’an replied, his tone casual.
Luo Baitong was taken aback.
He glanced at the opposing sides and felt that Li Chang’an’s chances of winning were practically nonexistent.
These Tribulation Cultivators from Blood Beast Valley were far stronger than the Blood and Fire Three Brothers. Yan Yu alone was strong enough to take on all three of them!
Just then, Mo Wanwan walked up to his side.
"Daoist Luo, Li Fan is a dead man. How about you work for from now on? The resources at my disposal are no less than his."
"We walk different paths!"
Luo Baitong snorted and turned to walk away.
Mo Wanwan’s brow twitched.
She was about to speak again when a familiar figure suddenly appeared before her.
It was the Pavilion Master of the Black Puppet Pavilion, Mo Feng!
At that mont, Mo Feng’s face was grim, and he seed to be suppressing a simring rage.
"Sister, did you instigate this conflict between Li Fan and Blood Beast Valley?"
"No! It had nothing to do with !"
Mo Wanwan denied it instantly.
A flicker of fear showed in her eyes. She didn’t dare to et Mo Feng’s gaze, her eyes darting toward the scene outside the Black Market.
"Brother, after this, there’s no way Li Fan will survive. His Venerable Soul Banner will fall into the hands of the Blood Beast Valley Cultivators. If you had just listened to and made a move on him earlier, that Venerable Soul Banner would’ve been ours by now!"
"Shut up!"
Mo Feng’s face was livid.
He rebuked her sternly, "Do you really think Li Fan is so easy to deal with?"
"Brother, no matter how strong he is, he’s just a Qi Refining Cultivator. He has no Tier Two abilities. If you’d just sent out the Tier Two Puppet, how could he possibly have been a match for you?"
"Enough! How many tis have I told you? Don’t think you’re invincible just because we have one Tier Two Puppet!"
Mo Feng was seething with anger and about to reprimand her further.
But just then, the two parties outside the Black Market finally clashed!
WHOOSH—
The Venerable Soul Banner fluttered, and a black mist billowed out, instantly engulfing all the Tribulation Cultivators from Blood Beast Valley.
Seeing this, the expressions of many people in the Black Market changed.
They could all sense that the Venerable Soul Banner’s power was much stronger than the last ti they’d seen it.
The roiling black mist seed to emanate from an endless abyss. It was bone-chilling and sinister, completely obscuring what was happening within.
"AH—!"
A bloodcurdling scream suddenly rang out from within the mist.
The sound sent a chill down the spines of all who heard it.
At that mont, Yan Yu’s shout suddenly bood from within. "Don’t worry! Just give a few more monts! Once I find Li Fan and kill him, this battle will be over!"
Everyone knew that while Li Fan’s Soul Banner was formidable, his personal strength was only average.
He had been famous for so long, yet his Cultivation was only at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.
Among Tribulation Cultivators of similar renown, which of them wasn’t an expert at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer?
Therefore, everyone believed Yan Yu’s words.
However, what followed was a near-unbroken series of screams.
It was as if a terrifying monster was feasting within the black mist, devouring the Blood Beast Valley Cultivators one by one.
After more than thirty screams in quick succession, everything fell silent.
It seed to be over.
But a mont later, Yan Yu’s furious voice rang out.
"Li Fan, I’ve finally found you!"
Within the black mist, the fog churned. A chilling, ghostly energy saturated the air, blocking all lines of sight.
Li Chang’an stood before Yan Yu, his expression impassive.
At that mont, of the more than thirty n from Blood Beast Valley, only Yan Yu remained.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted with a rage so intense it looked as though he wanted to tear Li Chang’an to shreds on the spot.
"Li Fan, I’ll take your life to avenge my Blood Beast Valley..."
He didn’t get to finish his sentence. He suddenly froze.
Because between him and Li Chang’an, an utterly terrifying Soul had appeared.
The Soul hadn’t even made a move, yet the aura it radiated was so oppressive he could barely breathe.
Yan Yu was horrified.
’I’m a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, nearly at the very peak of the Qi Refining Realm.’
’For an aura alone to instill such terror in ... it can only be a Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivator!’
"No..."
Yan Yu’s face was deathly pale. He wanted to beg for rcy.
But he was so crushed by the pressure that he couldn’t move a muscle, let alone utter a single word. He could only watch in despair as the Tier Two Main Soul drifted before him and gently struck out with its palm.
BOOM!
His entire body instantly exploded, turning into a shower of blood.
With a flick of his wrist, Li Chang’an snatched the Storage Pouch and other Treasures from the remains.
Then, he made another gesture.
"Soul Cos!"
In the next instant, Yan Yu’s terrified Soul materialized within the black mist.
He stared at the swaying Venerable Soul Banner, his ethereal eyes filled with regret and terror.
If he had known that Li Chang’an possessed a Tier Two Main Soul, he would never have dared to make a move against him.
This was indisputable Foundation Establishnt-level combat strength, comparable to his father’s own Tier Two Demon Beast!
But now, it was too late for regrets.
With a re thought, Li Chang’an absorbed the Soul into the Venerable Soul Banner.
’Another Soul from the Qi Refining Ninth Layer. Not bad!’
This had been a bountiful harvest; he’d collected more than thirty Souls.
The Venerable Soul Banner’s power had grown a bit stronger.
Furthermore, the Storage Pouches of all thirty-plus n now belonged to Li Chang’an.
He casually opened a few to inspect their contents and was quite satisfied.
’Every ti I feel like I’m running low on Spirit Stones, soone shows up to hand-deliver more. It seems I truly am blessed. My luck must be exceptional among Cultivators of my rank.’
A smile touched Li Chang’an’s lips. With a wave of his hand, he recalled all the black mist into the Venerable Soul Banner.
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