?57: Chapter 57: Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique 57: Chapter 57: Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique Baihua Zhengyan Hall.

    Ye Xuan’s mother’s face was as pale as gold paper, with blood continuously spilling from the corners of her mouth.

    She had once consumed a Yunling Pill, the power of which had not fully dissolved.

    It was because of the Yunling Pill that her life hung by a thread.

    “Miss Leng, today...”

    Boom!

    Before Zhuo Junting could once again be cordial to Leng Qingxue, a thunderous explosion resembling that of Heaven and Earth Splitting sounded, and the grand doors of the Baihua Zhengyan Hall shattered into pieces.

    Amidst fluttering wood shavings, Ye Xuan, enshrouded in a cold aura, entered the hall.

    “Ye...

    Mr.

    Ye?”

    Ye Xuan’s sudden appearance and the terrifying scene he had caused, swiftly drained the color from Zhuo Junting’s face.

    She immediately stood up, but upon seeing Ye Xuan’s fierce face, a very bad feeling rose from the depths of her heart.

    Without even glancing at Zhuo Junting, Ye Xuan walked straight to his mother.

    Under the scrutiny of his Divine Sense, he found her breath to be as light as a gossamer, one foot already stepping into the Underworld.

    With a sweep of his palm, a fiery red Elixir appeared in his hand.

    Ye Xuan quickly fed it to her.

    Only when a trace of color returned to his mother’s face did he begin to feel at ease.

    “Who are you, who let you in...?” The hotel manager was taken aback at first, then directly questioned Ye Xuan.

    Boom!

    The air burst.

    Moving like a fleeting cloud, before the hotel manager could finish speaking, Ye Xuan suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he opened and closed his eyes, there was an extremely brutal light within them.

    Bang!

    His fingers were like mountains, annihilating everything.

    Blood—the stunningly beautiful blood exploded as Ye Xuan’s palm came down; the hotel manager’s head burst into pieces instantly, his headless body collapsed to the floor, further staining the luxurious floorboards blood red.

    “Ye...

    Mr.

    Ye...

    she...

    who is she to you?”

    Zhuo Junting trembled slightly, her face deathly pale.

    If she couldn’t figure out the relationship between Ye Xuan and his mother, she’d likely curse herself for being an idiot.

    “Today— you— all— must— die!”

    Each word was punctuated with murderous intent soaring to the skies, and a cruel bloodlight slowly rose around Ye Xuan.

    As he opened and closed his eyes, it seemed as if the god of the Underworld was opening his eyes, the world-shaking killing intent rippling through the void, causing Zhuo Junting to retreat in horror, a deep sense of fear growing within her.

    A dragon has a reverse scale, touch it and you incur its wrath.

    Why did Ye Xuan return to the Human World?

    The kindness of his mother’s upbringing, the filial piety of a son, his mother had suffered through ten months of pregnancy, and endured hardship to raise him; she was Ye Xuan’s greatest taboo.

    Today someone touched Ye Xuan’s taboo.

    No matter who they were, related or unrelated to this matter, their only outcome was death.

    “It’s you?”

    Upon seeing Ye Xuan’s face, the young man accompanying Leng Qingxue cried out in shock, his eyes filled with a hint of terror.

    Step—step—step.

    The earth trembled and the void exploded.

    As Ye Xuan took step by step towards the young man, the entire Bohai Hotel shook violently, the surrounding walls cracking rapidly as though they were about to collapse any moment.

    “No...

    not good, he’s an Innate Martial Artist!” Realizing this, Leng Qingxue finally became unsettled, her exquisite face showing a look of panic, her eyes revealing a deep fear, no longer maintaining the image of an ice mountain goddess.

    At this moment.

    The young man attempted to escape, but he found, to his horror, that his body would not obey him, rooted in place as if a great mountain pressed upon him, rendering his fingers utterly immobile.

    Ye Xuan’s face was brutal, and a savage smile played across his lips.

    He lifted his crystalline, jade-like palm and drew a dazzling streak of blood through the void.

    The brilliant bloodlight swirled, accompanied by the wails of countless Yin Spirits.

    “Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique!”

    Ye Xuan’s voice was soft, yet as it echoed, it enlarged the pupils of the young man, making his teeth tremble.

    Deep inside, a voice seemed to tell him that his end would be extraordinarily tragic.

    Woo!

    A gust of Yin wind swept through the void, and ghost shadows suddenly climbed out, their ghastly wails growing more and more penetrating.

    As everyone watched in terror and fear, the ghost shadows, as if seeing food, rushed toward the young man with frightful ghostly howls, biting ferociously at him!

    “No!”

    Such a terrifying scene made the young man break down and cry out.

    Crack...

    crunch...

    An extremely horrific event unfolded.

    Amidst the young man’s pitiful screams for mercy, countless ghost shadows continued to tear at his flesh.

    His pale bones gradually became visible to the eyes of Zhuo Junting and Leng Qingxue.

    Woo!

    The Yin wind surged and Yin spirits wailed.

    In just a short minute, the young man no longer showed any signs of life, leaving only a ghastly white skeleton in the Baihua Zhengyan Hall.

    Silence reigned, with not a sound from Heaven and Earth.

    When the two women saw this, they both collapsed to the ground.

    Even though Leng Qingxue was an Ancient Martial Grandmaster with powerful abilities, faced with such a strange and eerie method, she felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

    Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Technique!

    This was an extremely cruel secret technique, capable not only of devouring the flesh and blood of living beings but also of making souls the food of Yin spirits, leaving the victims to have their souls scatter and never ascend.

    “You...

    You’re not an Ancient Martial Artist...

    Who...

    Who exactly are you?” Leng Qingxue’s voice trembled, as she came to realize this terrible truth.

    How could an Ancient Martial Artist possess such abilities?

    “Ancient Martial Artist?”

    Ye Xuan sneered cruelly and slowly shook his head, “Who I am is none of your concern, and now it’s your turn.”

    Spirits wailed and Yin wind howled as Ye Xuan walked leisurely towards Leng Qingxue, transforming into an ancient gluttonous fierce beast, ready to swallow her whole.

    “No...

    don’t come any closer.” Leng Qingxue screamed in terror, her collapsed body continuously retreating, looking at Ye Xuan with eyes full of despair.

    Hum!

    Ye Xuan reached out with a palm, and without waiting for Leng Qingxue to react, a tremendously terrifying suction force acted upon her.

    She was levitated into the air and drawn directly towards Ye Xuan.

    Under Leng Qingxue’s frightened gaze, Ye Xuan’s hand, clear as jade, gently caressed her cheek, then moved over her proud body from top to bottom.

    “What an enticing woman, yet sadly, she will fade away here today,” Ye Xuan’s voice resonated like a whisper from a demon.

    His hand passing over Leng Qingxue’s skin made her break out in goosebumps, as if she were trapped in the depths of a hellish forest.

    Bang!

    His hand struck out like a cloud, and the sound of an explosion followed.

    Leng Qingxue’s prized Hundred-Year Cicada Garment was torn to shreds by Ye Xuan’s palm, revealing glimpses of her spring beauty underneath.

    Pu-chi!

    A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

    Several of Leng Qingxue’s ribs were broken, and the intense pain made her moan softly.

    The glimpses of her exposed spring beauty left uncovered, for in the face of life and death, she had no care for such things.

    “No...

    don’t kill me...

    I am from the Taian Leng Family...

    if you kill me...

    the Leng Family won’t let you get away with it...” Leng Qingxue yelled pleadingly.

    Snap!

    A brittle sound of a throat bone snapping was heard.

    Before Leng Qingxue could finish her words, Ye Xuan twisted her neck, and then discarded her corpse like trash, her body’s continuous convulsions adding an extreme sense of horror.

    “Rest easy, your Leng Family will be completely exterminated soon.

    They will quickly join you down below.”

    To utterly annihilate, wipe out the entire family, that was Ye Xuan’s intention,