CHAPTER 352: CHAPTER 212: AN EPIC BATTLE! INSIGHT INTO EVERYTHING! (10,000 WORDS)_3

A figure suddenly stepped out of the mist.

The old man opened his eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle’s. "Zhou Yue? What are you doing here instead of staying at your post?"

"Zhou Yue" spoke. "The Holy Envoy commands that we switch places!"

The old man frowned. "Why? I haven’t received any orders!"

"Zhou Yue" responded indifferently, "If you don’t believe me, why don’t you confirm it?"

The old man looked at him suspiciously and took out his Communication Token, just as he was about to send a message, his heart lurched.

He glanced up and saw an intangible, piercing light burst from "Zhou Yue’s" pupils. It was like a raging tide, overwhelming and making his spirit tremble.

Damn it, a Soul Attack! The old man’s scalp went numb and cold sweat broke out. He tried to guard his mind, but it was already too late.

The strength of his opponent’s Divine Soul was greater than any he had ever encountered.

It surged over him like a colossal wave blotting out the sky, knocking him senseless. His vision went black, he couldn’t even stand steady, and his head felt like it was splitting apart.

He had barely managed to force his eyes open when a blinding sword light completely engulfed him.

"Another one slaughtered!" Wang Xiu stroked his chin. Using a Soul Attack in conjunction with the Asura Demon-slaying Sword for a one-hit kill was truly a divine technique for ambushes.

「A short time later.」

Wang Xiu repeated the same tactic, killing four more Emergence Stage powerhouses in succession. He had now assassinated half of the Emergence Stage experts in this area.

The demonic cultivators finally reacted. The great formation rumbled to life as black fog rolled in like a tidal wave, blanketing the heavens and the earth. Powerful auras closed in from all directions as the ground shook and countless mountain peaks were crushed to pieces.

The time for easy pickings is over... Wang Xiu sighed; his opportunity to claim easy heads was gone.

"Where do you think you’re going?" A figure descended from the sky, his black robe spreading wide like a canopy to block Wang Xiu’s path.

His expression was icy, his skin radiated a purple glow, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. His body trembled with rage, and the sheer force of his anger caused the void around him to crack and tear open with terrifying fissures.

It was the Holy Envoy.

"Who exactly are you?" the Holy Envoy glared at Wang Xiu, gnashing his teeth in fury.

This person’s concealment techniques were truly exceptional, allowing him to assassinate so many Emergence Stage powerhouses right under their noses. This was an utter humiliation.

Wang Xiu no longer concealed himself and revealed his true form. He was tall and slender, dressed in spotless white robes. He was like a celestial deity, his entire body radiating a dazzling divine light.

"It’s you?" The Holy Envoy recognized him instantly. The very target they had planned to ambush had instead infiltrated their camp, struck first, and killed a batch of their experts. The situation was simply absurd.

Beyond that, he felt a deep sense of dread. Wang Xiu had only just broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, yet he was able to silently kill six Emergence Stage powerhouses.

It had looked effortless; each battle was swift and decisive.

Is this the wielder of the Twelve-color Nascent Soul? Is killing opponents of higher realms as simple as eating and drinking to him?

No wonder their superior had ordered his elimination. One could hardly imagine how terrifying this person would become once he fully matured.

"Kill him! He must not be allowed to leave today!" At his command, all the surrounding experts surged forward.

Six Emergence Stage Great Abilities and hundreds of Nascent Soul Realm experts.

The light of their mana covered the sky and the earth. It was a glorious and overwhelming radiance that submerged the void. Magical Treasures and Divine Skills filled the air, from the heavens above to the earth below.

The nearby mountain ranges instantly crumbled into dust. The ground trembled as if the entire world was about to be devoured.

The enemy’s numbers were overwhelming, and taking concentrated fire from them would be unbearable for anyone. Wang Xiu was no living target and certainly wasn’t going to stand there and take the damage.

He stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him sank several meters. He shot into the air, throwing out streaks of golden light.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The golden lights landed and transformed into thirty-six Golden Puppets, radiating a brilliant, blinding divine light as they charged into the crowd.

"What the hell are these things?"

"Are those puppets?"

"You think mere puppets can stop us? Watch me split one with my axe... Ah!"

A demonic cultivator cried out in agony. His axe, powerful enough to split mountains, struck one of the puppets but left it completely unscathed. In return, a giant Bone Rod smashed into him, flinging him through the air and snapping him in two at the waist, leaving him gravely injured.

"These puppets are so tough! What the hell are they?"

The demonic cultivators were infuriated. The puppets were too resilient. Their techniques and attacks left no marks, only causing the puppets to pause for a mere instant before continuing on as if nothing had happened.

Conversely, if they were struck by one of those giant Bone Rods, they would be either killed or crippled.

This is just absurd!

"Forget the puppets, focus on Wang Xiu!" someone realized, calling for the other experts to fly up and besiege Wang Xiu.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Just then, eighteen of the puppets, each wielding a Golden Dragon Spear, formed a line and spewed fearsome Dragon Flames.

The Dragon Flames were so hot they seemed to corrode the very void. The lethality was unimaginably horrifying.

Countless experts who were struck burst into flames. They were unable to extinguish them no matter what methods they tried and were burned alive into charred corpses, leaving only their panicked Nascent Souls to flee for their lives.

"Charge! Charge together! There aren’t enough puppets to burn all of us!"

While the logic was sound, no one dared to be the first to charge. Whoever got close to Wang Xiu was targeted by the puppets’ flames.

The threat is too great!

The demonic cultivators looked at each other in dismay, shocked that so many of them could be held at bay by just a handful of puppets.

...

"You certainly have a few tricks! But it’s a pity. Even if a Great Luo Immortal were to descend today, you are still doomed to die!" the Holy Envoy said coldly as the other Emergence Stage experts formed an encirclement, trapping Wang Xiu in the center.

[Ding!]

[Detected nearby boasting. Congratulations, Host. Mana +444!]