At this moment, though Ling Xiao was aware of Murong Shao’s squad nearby, he had no idea of their sinister plot.
His focus was entirely on the blue-eyed clan boss in front of him.
“Die!”
The blue-eyed clan boss launched an attack.
But his target wasn’t the gravely injured Shi Lei.
Nor was it the pale-faced Ling Yixue.
It was Ling Xiao!
He despised this kid with every fiber of his being!
It was this kid who’d destroyed his dream pill factory, and it was this kid who’d just injured him so badly in the fight.
With the Thunder God remnant summoned, the blue-eyed clan boss’s speed surpassed Ling Xiao’s!
So trying to dodge his attack with superior movement skills was nothing but a pipe dream.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao had no such intention.
He had a better plan!
After all, he wasn’t fighting alone, while the blue-eyed clan boss was facing three opponents.
Ling Xiao retreated swiftly, drawing all of the boss’s attention.
“Running won’t help! Thunder Hammer!”
The blue-eyed clan boss accelerated instantly, his Thunder Hammer glowing with purple-blue light, the Thunder God remnant behind him crackling with electricity.
Though it was the same move, its power had surged several times over!
No one present could block this strike!
Not even Ling Xiao!
Which is why he’d never planned to block it.
Just as the purple-blue hammer was about to smash into him, the blue-eyed clan boss’s speed suddenly slowed, his movements turning sluggish.
He glanced back in horror.
Behind Ling Yixue stood a woman with snakes for hair.
The Snake Woman spirit!
He recognized it—it belonged to one of his subordinates, just like the Giant Sword spirit!
What was going on? How had his own subordinates’ spirits ended up with these people?
The question lingered in his mind for only a moment—he had no time to figure it out now.
If the Snake Woman spirit became complete, it would evolve into a Medusa spirit!
Those eyes could petrify enemies.
His body was slowing because of the Snake Woman spirit’s effect.
But with his high cultivation, only his outer skin stiffened, slowing him down instead of fully petrifying him.
Even so, his heart raced with dread.
He knew that kid across from him wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip.
Terrifying Finger!
Of course Ling Xiao wouldn’t miss this chance.
He’d already noticed the boss’s soul had taken heavy damage with no way to recover, so he’d been preparing this move.
He’d learned it from the blue-robed girl he’d encountered in the Fulong Mountains.
With a single thrust, true essence condensed into a thin line in the air, infused with Ling Xiao’s prized soul power.
Pfft!
The blue-eyed clan boss dodged a fatal hit at the last second, but his ear was pierced clean through.
The next moment, his mind reeled, his already battered soul suffering yet another devastating blow.
The true terror of Terrifying Finger lay not just in its lethal force, but in the hidden soul damage it inflicted.
Back then, Ling Xiao had used mere gang qi to force this move, and its power was limited.
Now, he wielded it with burning true essence.
Its might far surpassed Ling Yixue’s Soul-Seizing Palm.
The blue-eyed clan boss crashed to the ground, his burly frame smashing a deep pit into the earth.
This scene sent the Qianlong Camp disciples’ morale soaring, while the remaining dream pill traffickers trembled, thinking their end had come.
“That finger was strong, but it didn’t hit a vital spot—why did the blue-eyed clan boss suddenly lose consciousness?”
Tian Guang, hidden in the shadows, asked in confusion.
“Probably Ling Yixue’s doing. Didn’t expect her to have a fifty-percent Snake Woman remnant. When we kill Ling Xiao later, if she’s around, we hold off,” Murong Shao replied.
Even now, he still thought Ling Xiao was nothing special—that Ling Yixue was the real threat.
“Brother Murong, that blue-eyed guy’s nearly dead. Are we still just waiting?”
Tian Guang asked again.
“Heh, no way. This military merit’s too rich to pass up—and it’s such an easy grab. Only a fool wouldn’t take it!”
Murong Shao smirked, peering through the gaps in the trees at the blue-eyed clan boss, whose fate hung in the balance.
“Hahaha, this peak seventh-level Martial Vein warrior’s head is mine!”
After unleashing Terrifying Finger, Ling Xiao’s soul power was drained, so he paused to recover instead of pursuing immediately.
Ling Yixue was in the same boat.
Shi Lei hadn’t fully healed yet.
Suddenly, a figure leapt from the woods, swinging a curved blade at the blue-eyed clan boss’s neck.
“Tian Guang, you shameless bastard!”
Shi Lei opened his eyes—he was nearly recovered, thanks to the Golden Snow Lotus speeding things up.
But Tian Guang was too fast; Shi Lei couldn’t stop him in time.
Tian Guang didn’t care if Shi Lei was mad—whoever killed the boss claimed the merit.
He swung his blade, aiming to sever the boss’s head.
Below the Transcendent Realm, no head meant no survival.
“Boom!”
But just as he was about to succeed, the blue-eyed clan boss’s eyes snapped open. His Thunder Hammer struck Tian Guang’s chest with lightning speed.
At such close range, Tian Guang had no chance to dodge.
A gaping hole blasted through his torso, the flesh inside charred.
In an instant, this former ninth captain, a peak sixth-level Martial Vein genius, was dead.
Ling Xiao calmly absorbed Tian Guang’s Blood Blade remnant into his Mountain River Martial Soul.
No one saw it.
After all, martial souls were, strictly speaking, a type of soul—just without independent consciousness.
Ling Xiao hadn’t met anyone who could see souls yet.
“Retreat!”
Having killed Tian Guang, the blue-eyed clan boss was nearing his limit. His wounds worsened, and without prompt treatment for his soul damage, he’d be in deep trouble.
He had no choice but to flee.
But while he escaped, the dream pill traffickers weren’t so lucky.
Losing the will to fight, they were hacked to death by the Qianlong Camp disciples.
“You little beast, don’t let me see you again, or I’ll take your miserable life!”
The blue-eyed clan boss didn’t care about his subordinates’ fates—he was a drowning man clutching at straws.
“You really think you’ve got another chance?”
Ling Xiao transformed into an ice dragon and gave chase.
Sure, the boss had been faster before, but with his soul freshly ravaged and unable to summon even his broken Thunder God spirit, his speed couldn’t match Ling Xiao’s now!
In this state, how could Ling Xiao let him go and give him a chance to come back for revenge?
Ling Xiao was too fast. Ling Yixue tried to follow, but her exhaustion made her stumble, nearly falling.
“Miss Ling, stay and recover. I’ll help Brother Ling,” Shi Lei said.
He glanced at her, then sped off in pursuit.
To his shock, after chasing just a dozen meters, both figures ahead had vanished.
Their speed was unreal.
Luckily, the blue-eyed clan boss was injured, leaving a trail of blood. Shi Lei hurriedly followed it.
