A Demon's Path

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Just as Dragon Formation was about to continue filling up the array with crystals, Ling Xiao's voice immediately sounded in his ears, "Dragon Formation, stop. For now, don't go head to head with this person."

With an unwilling face and a flushed face, Long Zhen coughed a few times: "If we don't continue, then their army will attack our West River City."

"Rest assured, Dragon Array. You can take advantage of these few days to properly arrange the array diagrams, array eyes, and array legs. When the time comes, you'll still have a chance to compete with Ouyang Zongheng." Ling Xiao said confidently to the dragon formation.

Although he was unwilling, Dragon Formation still accepted Ling Xiao's suggestion. "Alright, I'll let you be proud of yourselves for a few days. We'll see how it goes in a few days."

With the formation broken, all the guys from the God Soul Alliance immediately became spirited. Li Qingxuan took this opportunity and shouted loudly, "Brothers, go! Let's attack the West River City today!"

"Charge!"

Along with wave after wave of shouts, the five hundred thousand soldiers of the God Soul Alliance surged towards the West River City like a tide.

There was only a distance of 80,000 meters between them and Xihe City. To them, it wouldn't be long before the 80,000 meters were within their reach.

As expected, without the purple light barrier of the Nine Heavens Profound Handle, these divine soul masters could only summon their strength in one go. It was just that within a few minutes, they were only forty thousand meters away from Xihe City.

Looking at the surging crowd, even those mercenaries who had once risked their lives in the past in the battle in Xihe City couldn't help but turn pale.

Over five hundred thousand people … Just by urinating, everyone could gather into a river, let alone killing their way towards them.

They subconsciously looked towards Ling Xiao, but saw that Ling Xiao remained composed and did not seem the least bit afraid.

"It's time." Ling Xiao muttered to herself before shouting, "Tie Zhu, fire the cannon."

"Yes, my lord." Zou Tie Zhu responded with a sound of "yes" and a "honglong", only one shot was fired.

Just as the Violet Rank Warriors in the air were about to block the artillery shell, they suddenly realized with astonishment that the cannon's trajectory was extremely strange. It wasn't aimed at the Soul Masters at all.

The cannon shot slanted forward from the top of the city wall and smashed the ground below, turning the entire area into mud.

Pieces of dirt flew high into the air, pouncing towards the Soul Masters like a huge wave.

If the cannons were to go, the soul masters might be afraid, but the cannons were only pulling the soil towards them. To them, the impact of the dirt was nothing at all.

Li Qing Xuan immediately felt a strong sense of foreboding. With his understanding of Ling Xiao, she would definitely not do something so meaningless.

Sure enough, Li Qingxuan's ominous premonition was quickly realized.

After the mud and debris from Ling Xiao's shot landed, a large amount of green and purple mist, about 30,000 meters in front of them, rapidly surged towards the soul masters' team.

This cloud of greenish-purple fog gave off a very drowsy and sweet smell. Immediately, the tens of thousands of soul masters charging in front fell to the ground with their faces turning green, as if they had been smeared with green leaf juice.

Li Qingxuan could immediately feel the souls of the soul masters on the ground, flying out from their bodies towards who knows where.

"Ah, they're dead." The Soul Masters in the rear screamed, and quickly inhaled the green and purple mist as well. They collapsed on the ground, and died without a sound.

"Everyone, hold your breath quickly and retreat!" The dozen or so Violet Rank experts turned into a true "Violet Rank." Their faces turned green and purple. With the shout of a Violet Rank alchemist, the hundreds of Violet Rank experts retreated at the fastest speed possible.

The soul masters on the ground had long sensed that something wasn't right. However, many of them couldn't even lift their legs, as if they were sick. One by one, they collapsed to the ground.

"You can't breathe in the air, you can't …" Although their consciousness was clear, their eyes were gradually becoming blurry. They were unable to open their eyes due to the endless sleepiness, so they unknowingly closed them.

Just as those guys who were not deeply poisoned were about to retreat, three more sound of energy crystal cannons resonating through the world suddenly rang out.

"Ah!" After losing the protection of those Violet Rank experts, those people could only watch helplessly as the purple bullet got closer and closer to them.

With a loud rumble, a purple and blood-red light flashed before their eyes, then they lost their final bit of consciousness.

"Retreat." Li Qingxuan shouted until his throat burst open. When he finally left a hundred thousand meters away from Xihe City, he counted the number of people in the army and saw that there were only three hundred and fifty thousand soldiers left.

Li Qingxuan's face couldn't twitch even if he wanted to. With such a heavy casualty, even with his strong heart, he was unable to accept it.

He stared blankly at the West River City that was slowly being surrounded by the purplish-green mist, disappearing from his sight. His mind was blank.

"This is too tragic..." Many of the survivors could not help but secretly rejoice that they were still alive. They all looked at Li Qingxuan strangely, their intentions clear.

"Could it be that even if I die, these people will still be unable to invade West River City?" Li Qingxuan finally came to his senses. As he faced the questioning gazes that these people threw at him, his firm heart finally wavered.

He knew that even if he were to attack Xihe City in the end, he would still be a sinner in front of all the sects and masters of the God Soul Sect.

Because of his misguided command, the Divine Soul Sect had lost a large portion of their elites. This loss was not something that he, Li Qingxuan, could bear the responsibility for.

Just as Li Qingxuan was about to give up, the Communication Soulstone on his body suddenly lit up, and after that, a strange expression finally appeared on his numb face, "Everyone, stay here, the High Priest will arrive tomorrow. The High Priest said that the Divine Soul Lord bestowed a Heavenly Soul equipment to him, and he can deal with Ling Xiao, who is about to be slaughtered.

At this time, even if Li Qingxuan were to say anything nice, it would be useless. The truth was that Nangong Yuke's words were correct. His decision to have those disciples return to the Heaven and Earth Sect was extremely wise.

Although they really wanted to abandon Li Qingxuan and leave, they still stayed behind due to the Tower of the God Soul. They were waiting for Yue Xiannan's arrival to see if they could salvage the situation.

At the same time, Ling Xiao arrived beside the corpses of the hundreds of thousands of soul masters and used the Fiendgod Token to absorb their souls with all his might.

Only when Ling Xiao could no longer detect the wandering souls did she stretch her back lazily and shout "Awesome" before turning around and returning to West River City.

Nangong Yuke looked at Ling Xiao's commands throughout the entire process. She was filled with admiration for the arrangements made by Ling Xiao. "Ling Xiao, I, Nangong Yuzhi, rarely admire anyone. You are one of the few."

Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "You flatter me. It won't be too late to praise me after I beat these fellows up."

The mercenaries in the West River City all felt as if they were in a dream: the enemy retreated just like that, it seemed, it seemed … More than half of them had died.

A miracle, a miracle.

They embraced each other excitedly, celebrating the amazing moment they had witnessed.

"Long live Boss Ling Xiao."

"Long live West River City."

Shouts that shook the heavens rang out from afar, like the declaration of war outside of Xihe City …

The battle on the third day in Xihe City ended with the tragic defeat of the Conclave of Souls.

"We really can't go on like this. Otherwise, if we hundreds of Violet Rank experts join hands, we could destroy Xihe City at the same time." At night, in the main meeting tent, those Violet Rank Warriors recalled how they had retreated during the day due to the poison and exposed the troops on the ground to the energy crystal cannon. They couldn't help but feel ashamed.

This was already the second time that these Violet Rank experts had abandoned the ground troops. No wonder the soul masters of the ground troops didn't trust them. When danger arrived, they would only care about themselves and escape faster than anyone else.

In order to save face, a Purple Level powerhouse was finally unable to hold back and wanted to take a gamble.

Li Qingxuan thought for a long time and felt that this was his last chance. He could not help but steeled his heart and said, "Okay, you guys can go and try. However, if the situation is bad, we should focus on our own safety."

The Purple Level experts couldn't help but roll their eyes, "Since when did you, Li Qingxuan, become so concerned about us?"

"Oh, right. Do you have a way to get rid of the poisonous fog that is Green River's Lifestyle Fragrance?" Li Qingxuan suddenly asked, "This poison is really vicious."

A drug refining elder from the Earth Immortal Sect said with a snort, "With the Soul Cleansing Pill that I refined, there's no need to take any poison to heart. If not for the fact that I never expected the devil, Ling Xiao, to use such a vicious poison, I wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses after refining the Soul Cleansing Pill."

"Horse Shooter." Li Qingxuan cursed at the elder fiercely in his heart, but he still wanted to rely on them to reverse the situation, so he still politely bowed to the elder and said, "Then I'll have to trouble everyone."

Whoosh... whoosh... One purple shadow after another took advantage of the darkness of the night, disappearing before Li Qingxuan's eyes.

The merchant, who was resting inside his tent, felt the aura of the experts leaving and was secretly shocked in his heart: They wanted to surprise West River City.

Shang Ziheng's hand subconsciously took out the Soulstone that he had been in contact with Ling Xiao with. Just as he was about to contact her, he suddenly put the Soulstone down.

"Should I inform Thirteenth Martial Uncle?" Shang Ziheng was caught up in a dilemma and could not make a decision.

He wouldn't inform Thirteenth Martial Uncle. If he were to suddenly face the surprise attack of hundreds of Violet Rank experts, he was extremely likely to die. This way, he, Shang Ziheng, would feel guilt for the rest of his life.

But if he notified Thirteenth Martial Uncle, he would kill these Violet Rank experts.

Shang Ziheng's heart ached when he thought about the hundreds of thousands of people who had died in the day. Amongst those who died, there were also fellow disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.

He, Shang Ziheng, could not remain indifferent in the face of the death of his fellow sect members.

On one side was his martial uncle, and on the other was his other fellow sect members who might die because of this. He, Shang Ziheng, had no choice.

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