This ancient battlefield, where the waves of sinister aura blended with overwhelming battle energy, had completely transmitted to the outside world, causing a massive disturbance.
Outside, the world shook violently as if countless powerful warriors above the Nine Heavens roared and shouted, with sounds of battle echoing, shocking all who heard.
Within the battlefield, a nacing face noticed this scene, its expression changing slightly, and it hurriedly shut the stone door to block the flow of energy.
After all, with experts outside like clouds, if any heaven-defying strong being stepped into this realm, it would spell danger for it.
Unfortunately, the fluctuations of the sinister battle current had already reached the outside world, causing a violent upheaval in heaven and earth, capturing the attention of many experts within the Divine Kingdom.
Deep inside the Heavenly Dao Palace, Chong Guang Divine Radiance Palace.
Xuanyuan Moxie was sitting cross-legged in the grand hall, silently controlling his breathing and tending to his injuries when he perceived the wave of battle energy, his eyes abruptly opening with a hint of surprise.
"Such powerful War Soul energy!"
He gazed out the window, where black clouds were surging in the distant sky, seemingly brewing an astonishing aura.
"Has an Ancient Battle Soul erged?"
Almost instantly, Xuanyuan Moxie sensed it was the aura of an Ancient Battle Soul, encompassing the spirits of countless ancient experts, possessing imnsely abundant energy.
"If I can refine the Ancient Battle Soul, my injuries could heal instantly!"
His eyes glowed with fervor as the aura of the Ancient Battle Soul was exceedingly vast, and if absorbed, his injuries could instantly heal, and his level of cultivation might even break through.
"Chen Xuanyu, co quickly!"
With his gaze turning, Xuanyuan Moxie made a decision in his heart.
Tap, tap, tap.
As he finished speaking, a man exuding the Hongng Treasure Light swiftly entered the grand hall—none other than Chen Xuanyu.
"What are your orders, Lord Palace Master?"
Chen Xuanyu cupped his hands and inquired.
"It seems an Ancient Battle Soul is erging at Boundary City. Go with the Nine Nether Tiger and try to capture the War Soul, and bring it back to !"
Xuanyuan Moxie spoke with a serious tone; with the ergence of an Ancient Battle Soul, the Netherworld Hall would certainly be aware as well.
He had to act swiftly to subdue the War Soul before Mo Xue Ming.
This Ancient Battle Soul’s energy was too vast; whether it was he or Mo Xue Ming who obtained it, their injuries could heal instantly!
In other words, whoever captured the Ancient Battle Soul would hold the upper hand in the upcoming conflict!
"My lord, you’re... still injured; the Nine Nether Tiger should stay to watch over you. I can go alone."
Chen Xuanyu gently reminded him. With Xuanyuan Moxie’s injuries still unrecovered, if left unguarded and sothing unexpected happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Don’t worry. With the Source Weapon in hand, no one can harm . You two hurry and go quickly, don’t let the Netherworld Hall get there first!"
As Xuanyuan Moxie spoke, he drew a sword.
This sword exuded murderous intent, filled with an incredibly terrifying exterminating aura, with hints of Source Dao Secrets, known as the foremost of the Four Immortal Slaying Swords—the Immortal Slaying Sword!
Though Xuanyuan Moxie had yet to fully master the Immortal Slaying Sword, he could already wield part of its lethal energy, enough to counter unexpected incidents.
The value of the Ancient Battle Soul was too great, and he was determined to obtain it. Just Chen Xuanyu alone might not compete with the Netherworld Hall, so he decided to send the Nine Nether Tiger as well.
"Yes, my lord. I will set out imdiately."
Chen Xuanyu agreed and promptly left the grand hall.
Outside the hall, under a massive tree, stood a magnificent and arrogant figure.
An elder with white hair, but his brows exuded a sharp vigor, without a trace of aging. His cheeks bore tiger whiskers, and he carried a massive pen on his back.
This elder was the Nine Nether Tiger.
With the seals of Gai Hanlin and Su Ruoxi removed, his aura was gradually recovering, enabling him to transform into a human shape. His entire being was enveloped in demonic energy, his cultivation level was formidable, reaching the Middle-stage Holy Ancestor Realm, more fierce than Chen Xuanyu.
The massive pen he carried was the magic treasure of Emperor Yi Wen of the past, the Qingtian Human Emperor Pen.
After Emperor Yi Wen’s death, the Qingtian Human Emperor Pen ended up in the Heavenly Dao Palace, and Xuanyuan Moxie granted it to him.
"Lord Nine Nether Tiger, the Ancient Battle Soul has erged. Lord Palace Master has instructed us to go together and retrieve it."
Chen Xuanyu cupped his hands but dared not approach the Nine Nether Tiger too closely.
After all, the Nine Nether Tiger was a Great Ancient Demon, the master of the Ancient Ten Evils, with an incredibly fearso background.
Though his seal was lifted, he hadn’t submitted to Xuanyuan Moxie.
The truth was, Xuanyuan Moxie had tricked him with so scheming, leaving him currently ntally unstable, his mory not fully restored, always at risk of turning against him.
"Oh."
The Nine Nether Tiger listened to Chen Xuanyu’s words, responding with a re "Oh," his brow furrowing with worry, leaving his inner thoughts a mystery to others.
"Let’s go."
Chen Xuanyu dared not say much more; to fully subjugate the Nine Nether Tiger, they would need to capture the Ancient Battle Soul, allowing Xuanyuan Moxie to fully recover. With his supre power, he could firmly suppress the Nine Nether Tiger, leaving no room for resistance.
The two then continually tore through the Void, dashing straight to Boundary City.
On the other side, the Netherworld Hall was also brewing with tension.
"An Ancient Battle Soul has erged!"
Mo Xue Ming was in seclusion, contemplating the Heavenly Dao of the Asura Dominator Blade when he suddenly sensed the disturbance in heaven and earth, his expression imdiately turning to one of surprise.
His injuries were far from healed, and he had no idea when he might fully recover.
But this Ancient Battle Soul contained incredibly abundant spiritual energy, capable of treating his injuries.
"The Heavenly Dao Palace must have already dispatched people!"
Mo Xue Ming bit his lip. The power of his Netherworld Hall was not as robust as the Heavenly Dao Palace’s. Since the Master Slaying Conference, its Origin Qi had been severely depleted.
Now, he had no one at his disposal, a rather bleak situation.
However, the value of the Ancient Battle Soul was too great; he could not let it slip away.
If seized by the Heavenly Dao Palace, allowing Xuanyuan Moxie to heal, it would spell the end for his Netherworld Hall.
"Forget it; no matter what, I cannot let the Heavenly Dao Palace succeed!"
Determination filled Mo Xue Ming’s gaze, his blood essence swirling, transforming into an avatar.
"Go!"
With a command, the avatar sped out, heading straight for Boundary City.
"Pfft!"
After the avatar left, Mo Xue Ming spat blood, his face turning pale.
The cultivation of the avatar reached the Middle-stage Holy Ancestor Realm, condensed from his True Essence Blood.
Just barely recovered, his desperate move caused him to vomit blood, suffering severe backlash.
"I must seize this Ancient Battle Soul!!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Xue Ming faced a dire situation. The foundation of the Netherworld Hall was gravely wounded, and his own severe injuries seed irreparable. If even the Ancient Battle Soul were taken by the Heavenly Dao Palace, he would be finished!
He had no choice!
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