Boom…
Within his body, Soul Force Energy like a raging ocean erupted instantaneously. Surging and boundless, this Soul Power was filled with a frigid, murderous, and deathly aura.
Then, this member of the Soul Race employed a rather advanced Soul Race secret art. The Soul Power he released transformed into a colossal emerald mountain, moving to intercept the Soul Sword.
The viridian Soul Force aura cascaded like violent emerald fire, dyeing the entire Soul Sea green.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Soul Sword and that emerald-green mountain clashed repeatedly, each impact producing a tremendous ringing.
After two or three breaths, with a *bang*, the middle-aged man's head exploded on the spot, utterly unable to withstand such terrifying Soul Power combat.
"Damn you!
Not only did you destroy one of my slaves, but now you've also ruined this body of mine! I'll have your life!"
That Soul Race member rushed out from amidst the bloody shower, letting out a frenzied roar.
Following that, the fifteen True Gods who had accompanied this Soul Race member all let out roars simultaneously, leaping into the air and charging towards Ye Yunfei.
These fifteen True Gods were, in fact, all from the Alliance Army, but they had been controlled by this Soul Race member using the Puppet Soul Thread secret art. Their hearts were filled with fanatical worship and absolute loyalty towards him, and they would only act according to his commands.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fifteen True Gods attacked in unison, unleashing their most proficient techniques and secret arts in a ferocious assault against Ye Yunfei.
Seeing these fifteen True Gods move against him, Ye Yunfei couldn't help but frown slightly.
These were all Alliance Army True Gods. Naturally, Ye Yunfei had no desire to harm them. His plan was to later remove the Soul Threads from their Soul Bodies and restore their clarity.
Ye Yunfei stamped his foot.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Formations activated instantly, one after another.
This was Yanhuang Continent—a special continent blessed with rich and high-level Geomantic Qi energy. Moreover, beneath its surface were countless high-tier Earth Dragons. Formations deployed here possessed even greater power.
Rumble…
Drawn by the Earth Mastery arts Ye Yunfei employed, the Geomantic Qi energy beneath Yanhuang Continent surged wildly from the depths, converging towards Ye Yunfei's location in endless streams. Simultaneously, a great number of Earth Dragons roared in fury, countless dragons stampeding with an aura of power terrifying to the extreme.
Instantly, the fifteen True Gods attempting to attack Ye Yunfei were forced into constant retreat.
"You are not allowed to retreat! Charge forward! Attack this brat even if it costs your lives!"
Seeing all fifteen of his slaves forced back simultaneously, the Soul Race member grew both shocked and enraged, shouting immediately.
Upon receiving his order, the fifteen True Gods, fearless of death, once again surged forward to attack Ye Yunfei.
"Brat, taste my Penta-Prison Mountain Seal."
While issuing the assault command to his slaves, that Soul Race member also unleashed a formidable Soul Art.
In an instant, five towering mountains coalesced before him, formed entirely of condensed Soul Force Energy.
These five mountains each displayed different colors: emerald green, pitch black, fiery red, pure white, and earthen yellow. Each peak was densely inscribed with intricate symbols of Soul Law, radiating a sinister energy aura.
Rumble…
The five mountains of varying hues instantly pierced through the void, appearing around Ye Yunfei's form. Then, each mountain began to ignite.
Five pillars of differently colored flames shot skyward, seemingly connecting to the countless realms of the cosmos, threatening to scorch and collapse the heavens above Yanhuang Continent.
"What's happening?"
At this moment, the intense combat had long alarmed the higher-ups of the Alliance Army. One True God after another took to the skies, rushing towards Ye Yunfei's location.
But before they could get close, Earth Dragons surged from beneath Yanhuang Continent, leaping into the air and blocking their path.
Then, these Earth Dragons spoke in human tongues, ordering everyone not to approach. Of course, the words spoken by the Earth Dragons were essentially Ye Yunfei's own.
"It's Young Master Ye! Young Master Ye has returned!
I've already received Young Master Ye's message. Everyone, do not worry. Young Master Ye is currently handling some matters."
At that moment, several core leaders of the Alliance Army had received Ye Yunfei's transmission.
Immediately, these core leaders issued orders, forbidding anyone from approaching the area surrounding Ye Yunfei.
Meanwhile, the five mountains of different colors were simultaneously hurtling toward Ye Yunfei's head from varying directions.
Despite more than a dozen large-scale formations activated around Ye Yunfei's body, none seemed capable of stopping those five mountains.
These peaks were forged from Soul Power, imbued with unique Soul Law principles, possessing a powerful ability to penetrate space—able to ignore all physical obstructions.
"To counter these Soul Art attacks from the Soul Race, the most effective method is to use Soul Arts for defense,"
Hun Lao advised Ye Yunfei.
"I understand."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
The next instant, a cold, pale full moon materialized above Ye Yunfei's head, casting a sky full of pure radiance as it whistled forth, rushing to intercept the five mountains.
Simultaneously, the Soul Sword transformed into a giant blade positioned protectively above Ye Yunfei's head. Dozens of Soul Force Energy-based artifacts erupted from within his skull, their activation unleashing billowing waves of Soul Power.
"The Soul Art you employ may be considered decent among other races, but what does it count as among us, the Soul Race?
As a noble of our race, you dare to use such lowly arts? Aren't you afraid of disgracing our race's name?"
Watching Ye Yunfei execute his Moon Soul Slash, the Soul Race member sneered derisively.
"To deal with trash like you, would I need to employ advanced Soul Arts?
I could casually toss out garbage-level arts—barely worth that designation—and that would be more than sufficient to deal with you."
Ye Yunfei retorted with a cold sneer.
"You goad me to a frenzy!"
Hearing Ye Yunfei's words, the Soul Race member instantly flew into a rage.
Rumble…
The five towering mountains of different colors continued their relentless bombardment on Ye Yunfei's head, seeking to break into his Soul Sea. However, the massive Soul Sword, that pale full moon, and the dozens of Soul Force artifacts formed a protective seal, rigorously safeguarding Ye Yunfei's mind.
"Boundless Fire Sea!"
With a furious roar, the Soul Race member unleashed another Soul Art.
He opened his mouth, spewing forth raging flames that transformed into an ocean of fire spreading towards Ye Yunfei's head. These flames were illusions conjured from Soul Force Energy, harmless to flesh but designed to invade the Soul Sea and assail the Soul Body.
Before Ye Yunfei could react, numerous tendrils of fire already surged into his Soul Sea.
"Hahaha…
You destroyed my body earlier. Now I shall destroy yours!"
The Soul Race member laughed heartily.
Yet, at that very moment, within Ye Yunfei's Soul Sea, the Soul-Nourishing Tree abruptly shot out countless emerald branches toward the encroaching flames. Each branch released a powerful suction force, beginning to devour the inferno.
"This…"
Ye Yunfei felt a surge of pleasant surprise, as this action was initiated autonomously by the Soul-Nourishing Tree.
"It seems the Nourishing Soul Tree truly fancies that fellow's Soul Force Energy,"
Hun Lao remarked to Ye Yunfei.
"The Nourishing Soul Tree is the sacred tree of the Soul Race. It might even possess a restraining effect on the Soul Race."
Suddenly recalling this possibility, Hun Lao spoke.
"The Soul-Nourishing Tree can restrain the Soul Race?"
Ye Yunfei was stirred by Hun Lao's words.
"It's plausible. Since it is their sacred tree, then to the Soul Race, the Nourishing Soul Tree is an object of supreme sanctity. That it could suppress them isn't strange."
Hun Lao reasoned.
"However, you'd best avoid revealing your possession of the Nourishing Soul Tree to this fellow. Should he send word back to the Soul Realm, innumerable Soul Race members might come pouring forth, seeking to trouble you and seize the tree."
Hun Lao reminded once more.
"Well said.
I was contemplating using the Soul-Nourishing Tree against him. Good thing you alerted me."
Ye Yunfei was alarmed by Hun Lao's warning.
Not possessing absolute confidence in destroying this Soul Race member, Ye Yunfei dared not carelessly reveal the Nourishing Soul Tree in his presence.
Meanwhile, that Soul Race member unleashed several other highly advanced Soul Arts in succession, launching continuous attacks against Ye Yunfei.
Admittedly, each Soul Art mastered by this Soul Race member was quite profound, and their number was not small. However, Ye Yunfei's own level of Soul Power far surpassed his. Thus, despite their sophistication, the Soul Arts he unleashed could not significantly affect Ye Yunfei.
"So the Soul Race possesses so many formidable Soul Arts. The Soul Race members I encountered back in Tianpo World, while possessing some of their race's legacies, are simply incomparable to the one before me now."
Watching the array of advanced Soul Arts being unleashed by this Soul Race member, Ye Yunfei couldn't help but feel a certain covetousness.
"If I could also master these Soul Arts, I would have many more combat techniques at my disposal,"
Ye Yunfei thought to himself.
"Everyone, let's attack together, see if we can seize this fellow."
After some consideration, Ye Yunfei said aloud.
"Good, then let us attack together."
As soon as Ye Yunfei's words fell, Huang Shang materialized beside him, releasing a torrent of spectral miasma. Blood-smeared Ghost Blocking Walls materialized one after another throughout the surrounding space, followed by swarms of dense malevolent ghosts and vengeful spirits, shrieking as they pounced toward the Soul Race member.
"A Ghost Cultivator! You keep a Ghost Cultivator by your side!"
Seeing Huang Shang's obsidian black, seemingly black hole-like ghostly form, the Soul Race member was instantly startled.
Ghost Cultivators are natural bane beings for the souls of all living races. Even the Soul Race views them with some trepidation, for their bodies are fundamentally Soul Bodies—the Soul Race is a race composed solely of Soul Bodies.
"Indeed! Your honored Elder is precisely a Ghost Cultivator!"
Huang Shang let out a piercing, spectral laugh, then charged towards the Soul Race member.
No sooner had the Soul Race member spoken than his surroundings filled with countless transparent illusions. The illusions, like transparent bubbles, occupied every inch of the space around him. The array of dazzlingly peculiar phantom scenes momentarily caused this Soul Race member to feel a bit dazed.
"These are illusions!
Damn it, you also have a master of illusion arts following you!"
The Soul Race member exclaimed in surprise again.
With Huang Shang and Hu Miao coordinating their attack, they effectively diverted part of the Soul Race member's attention. Faced with their joint assault, he couldn't afford to ignore it.
Meanwhile, Ye Yunfei had already released a vast majority of his Soul Power. It transformed into a billowing, surging ocean that instantly submerged the space where the Soul Race member stood.
"Your end has come."
Ye Yunfei declared coldly.