Chapter 4917: Internal Struggle
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From this strange and magnificent building, one could faintly imagine how grand the Haihun Palace once was. At least compared to Xuan Yin City, Jiuyang City, Xingyun City, and the East Sea Dragon Palace that Lu Xia Tian had seen before, what lay before him was only a drop in the ocean.
Although this place has become a no man's land, flickering lights can occasionally be seen passing through the錯落有致 buildings. These lights are refracted by crystals within the structures, creating a bizarre and quiet landscape that is strangely mesmerizing.
At this time, the five wisps of soul mist were all suppressed under this particular environment. Even the largest one was confined within a radius of less than a thousand miles.
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The smallest one is less than three hundred miles in radius.
"Here comes another one."
"The stall is set up so big, it's actually rolled out like this. Let's see how he handles the ending."
"Should I remind him"
"Don't remind me, we all suffered losses getting here. This guy is so late, making us wait for ages, and now you want to remind him Forget about it!"
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Several wisps of Soul Mist were communicating privately. They either expressed schadenfreude or anticipation towards Lu Xia Tian's arrival, preparing to witness the commotion he would cause. Or else they pretended to be indifferent.
In fact, as Lu Xia Tian approached this area, he sensed the strange atmosphere of the majestic yet bizarre architectural region. Numerous shambling figures like zombies floated in the shadows, indistinguishable from out-of-control souls.
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Seeing that the five Soul Mists present had all shrunk significantly, Lu Xia Tian, having entered the Haihun Palace region for over six hundred years, and with Yan Bei's reminder, could no longer be unaware of the strangeness of this bizarre structure.
As they were still a considerable distance away, Lu Xia Tian began to contract the range of his Soul Mist, confining it to an area of less than a thousand miles.
Damn it, how did this little bastard know there was a problem here.
"Who privately told him, stand up, I guarantee I won't kill him!"
“Who told him Other people aren't stupid either. Just look at the area where the soul mist dispersed, it's not much smaller than ours, and its strength is probably not inferior to ours. Is it a problem to have made preparations in advance”
After Lu Xiaotian approached this area, he stopped and kept a distance of one to two hundred miles from the other soul mists.
“Newcomer, you don't know the rules very well. When you arrive, you shouldn't even greet us.” The most powerful shard of soul mist drifted towards Lu Xia Tian.
"I'm here on orders, awaiting further instructions. I wasn't told to listen to anyone. If you want a fight, just say so. I'm ready. Otherwise, get out of my way and don't bother me."
Lu Xia Tian replied bluntly. He had rushed here, and the soul corpses in his Hunwu were already recovering after their battle with Qian Mian San Lang and his group. Besides, there were other Golden Immortal-level powerhouses in the Hunwu region, so Lu Xia Tian was not afraid of these few people controlling the Hunwu at all.
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At this time, Lu Xiaottian's gaze swept across the five areas of soul mist in front of him. His attention was not on the guy who was temporarily controlling the soul mist, but these were just puppets, not worthy of his too much attention. However, the methods of the mysterious monster really surprised him. Along with him, there were six different soul mists. The number of soul corpses inside, added together, could exceed one million, or even reach 1.5 million.
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Such a force, twisted into one rope, its strength is unimaginable. When the number of celestial armies, soul corpses, or demon armies reaches a certain level, the resulting destructive power is far from a simple addition.
“Such a big mouth, then I'll come and see how strong this arrogant fellow is.” The most powerful soul mist from before let out a hearty laugh. “No need for an army of soul corpses, just you and me, each choosing five of our most capable subordinates, a battle to decide the victor. The loser surrenders twenty thousand soul corpses, how about it”
"Twenty thousand soul corpses as a bet Fine." Lu Xia Tian smiled and agreed. Since the mysterious old monster had gathered them, the soul mist controllers, here, it was certain that he understood this area well. As the other party hadn't directly stopped him, Lu Xia Tian naturally didn't need to hold back.
"Roar!" Just as Lu Xia Tian agreed, several roars arose from the soul mist opposite him. Two blue-scaled giant lizards with long tails, a four-armed elephant-headed demon, a Soul Stone monster, and a former human Golden Immortal who had been eroded by the soul mist and ultimately transformed into a soul corpse appeared.
Five ghostly corpses exuded a powerful aura that surged towards Lu XiaTian. Trailing closely behind them was their controller, a man with a complexion like polished gold, looking like a jade carving come to life, his feet planted on a swirling veil of soul mist.
The other party looked at Lu Xiaottian's side with a smug expression. He had seen quite a few people who controlled soul mist, and there were indeed those whose strength surpassed him. However, they had all died at the hands of other monsters, their bodies, including the essence-soul stones, being taken away to refine magic weapons or pills.
There aren't many who are stronger than him right now. This Lu Xia Tian fellow, just arrived and already so bold, really doesn't know that the Horse King has three eyes.
A young man controlled five soul corpses as he charged forward, amidst the gazes of everyone present, unafraid of what Lu Xia Tian might do.
"What's going on" Before the young man could react, three massive stone statues thundered out from afar, along with two headless white corpses that were clearly not souls. Including Lu Xiaoteng, who looked more like a human Golden Immortal, emerged from within them as well.
Not only were the young men at a loss, but also the four other controllers of soul mist. They were either essence of slime souls or their bodies were already filled with the aura of soul mist. Besides having self-awareness, they weren't much different from soul corpses.
But the current Lu Xiaitian was clearly different. Not only did he have little soul mist aura, indistinguishable from an ordinary human Golden Immortal, but Shunmu and Shunze, the two headless white corpses, were completely different from soul corpses. Their auras were incredibly strong and under Lu Xiaitian's control. Even seeing it with one's own eyes, it was truly unbelievable.
“Any problems Fight or not fight” Lu Xia Tian spread his hands.
"Fight, why not fight You're a strange one. I want to see what you're capable of." The young man's eyes widened, and as he gave an order, the four-armed chimera transformed into a giant blue elephant, charging towards him with brute force.
The Blue-Scaled Giant Spider followed closely behind, its sharp claws tearing out several deep gouges. The other two soul corpses also unleashed their attacks, five soul corpses attacking in turn, their strikes coming one after the other, seamlessly connected and perfectly coordinated. No wonder this young man was so arrogant; his control over the soul corpses was indeed extraordinary.I'm away, obey my orders. You should be familiar with this place, it is the time to show your loyalty to the Heavenly Court. Don't shirk from duty in the face of battle. Believe me, after this we wil...