Most Conceited War God

"Evil Soul Devourer?"    

When this strange information suddenly gushed out from Ling Jian's mind, it caused the handsome face of the youth to instantly turn pale. The undulations transmitted from within his sea of consciousness also caused him to feel shocked for a long while before he finally walked out. He was still able to sense the faint undulations from the vile soul aura that was transmitted from within his sea of consciousness.    

"This Tenth Heaven ferocious beast actually has a vile soul?"    

Ling Jian was shocked as his heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that this sudden turn of events had caused him to feel uneasy. He did not expect that a vicious beast of the Tenth Heavenly Layer would actually be so strong, and that it would possess a vile soul.    

And looking at his current appearance, it was clear that the Evil Spirit was planning to devour his body and take over his body.    

This vile soul was another form of life form of the death-level beast's power.    

"Eh, that's not right. The strength of this vile soul doesn't seem to be very strong. Moreover, its concentration isn't very dense. It's solid."    

Ling Jian could clearly see everything that was happening in his sea of consciousness. Under the encirclement of countless sword lights, there was a mass of pitch-black spiritual energy, and the surroundings of the spiritual energy was constantly dispersing at a shocking speed. In the mass of spiritual energy, there was the image of a black iron beast, slowly wiggling; it was obvious that it possessed a certain level of vitality and an unyielding will.    

The roars continuously echoed from within his sea of consciousness into Ling Jian's soul. Immediately, Ling Jian's soul trembled, his heart full of caution.    

"Damn it, if that's the case, I won't dare to activate this strand of sword Qi."    

Ling Jian let out a loud curse before turning around and looking towards the entrance. After withdrawing his consciousness from his sea of consciousness, he did not hesitate any longer and immediately executed his movement technique, leaving the Abyss of Flames at lightning speed.    

"..."    

In the pitch-black darkness, there were at least a dozen weak auras moving about. With the aid of the crafty moonlight, one could vaguely see that on this lagoon, there were over a dozen young figures moving about, leisurely walking towards a mountain that was swallowed by the darkness.    

"How much longer?"    

From within this group of ten people, a vigorous and powerful voice that was filled with pressure suddenly rang out like thunder, resounding in the ears of every disciple who was hurrying on their way.    

"Reporting to Second Master, we are still about a hundred miles away from the first batch of disciples who were scouting ahead of us."    

Amongst the ten or so people, one of the sect disciples respectfully greeted the person in front of him. Under the cunning moonlight, his figure was dragged along as he respectfully spoke.    

"Second Master, it seems that those few rats from the Qing-Yun Sect have been lured away by us. Those iron-level beasts have all disappeared, right?"    

This disciple's words revealed a sense of schadenfreude, and his expression was clear to behold. It was obvious that this group of people were enemies with the Qing-Yun Sect, otherwise, they would not have lured a Tenth Heavenly Layer deathly beast into the depths of the Desolate Flame.    

"Hmph, you despicable mice, you actually dare to do something under the noses of my Ten Thousand Lightning Sect, even if you are only here to cultivate, it is not okay. My apologies, if you do not kill a disciple of your Qing-Yun Sect in such a desolate place, then you will be letting us down."    

"Also, my sect's Second Saint Son, Qian Shilang, your men from the Qing-Yun Sect also dare to be heavily injured. Very good, if it weren't for the fact that Qian Shilang brought back some very important news before he died, I would have led an army and flattened your Qing-Yun Sect."    

In front of him, that vigorous voice once again spread out. This was a middle-aged man who was emitting an extremely tyrannical aura from his entire body. The man's body was slightly broad and he had vigorous muscles.    

This was the second sect head of the Ten Thousand Thunder School, the second strongest expert other than the sect head, the Ten Thousand Thunder Howl.    

He called her Second Master.    

"Second master, the people from the Qing-Yun Sect are really despicable. They actually dared to injure the Second Saint in the Cloud Sky Mountain Range with a pitch-black dagger. It's fortunate that the Second Saint has his luck. Other than becoming an idiot, he's not worried about his own life."    

"Yeah. The Second Holy Son risked his life to get that thing back. We must get the treasures of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Slaughter. "    

"Sigh, the Second Holy Son's talent at such a young age was something that he could have participated in for a while, but was now heavily injured by the people from the Qing-Yun Sect, turning him into an idiot." Sigh, the Second Holy Son's talent at such a young age was what he could have been able to participate in for a while at such a time, because he had become an idiot after being heavily injured by the people from the Qing-Yun Sect.    

"To harm a disciple of our Myriad Lightning Sect, we must not stay in the Qing-Yun Sect."    

"When disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect entered this time's territory, the only thing they could do was to eliminate them."    

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect were discussing amongst themselves, their eyes filled with a fierce light. It was obvious that they were all on the verge of death.    

"Everyone, be quiet. Everyone, be careful during this trip. We will set off tonight. There's no need to wait until tomorrow morning."    

The Ten Thousand Thunder Howl made a silent gesture, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect were all silent. Only the cold wind around them could be felt, giving the entire place a creepy feeling.    

"Ah?" Why? "So early?"    

"Yes, second master. Could it be that other sects know of this secret?"    

"Moving at night is extremely dangerous. The hiding and loitering of Vicious Beasts will always be accompanied by the descent of darkness. They will hinder us and greatly reduce our reaction and movements."    

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect were constantly conversing with one another. Clearly, it was not that they had no objections to the night's activities, but they were extremely worried.    

On the way there, they were worried about nothing more than the possibility of luring a Tenth Heaven Death Level beast into the depths of the Desolate Flame Abyss. They had once thrown some of the young remains of a black iron beast, its flesh and blood, and its bones into this part of the Desolate Flame Abyss, so they came up with this rotten idea because they couldn't find any trace of those few mice.    

"I seriously suspect that this secret should be stolen from Xue Tian Tu's body that the small World Sect has been chasing down with great difficulty. When Thousand-stone Wave brought this back, only half of it was left, and the other half might not be a map. However, I believe that the people of the small World Sect may have also discovered it."    

The Ten Thousand Lightning Howl could not stop scaring people to death.    

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