BTTH: Master of Hall of Souls

Gu Zhen sensed the terrifying spatial turbulence closing in behind him and panic surged through his heart But it was already too late to escape

The surrounding space twisted and his body was locked in place within an instant

"You cannot kill this man"

A voice echoed from the void

A grey greatsword tapped lightly onto the warped space.

With a loud crack the twisted space shattered A palm formed of Dou Qi collided with the black chain

The chain was flung back in reverse

"Making a move only now"

"Do you not think you are a bit late"

Hun Miesheng let out a cold laugh

This man had been here for quite some time already.

A cold snort rang from the void as a middle aged man holding a grey greatsword stepped out together with a rather handsome young man

"The one I intend to kill cannot be protected by you"

Hun Miesheng's voice was ice cold

Gu Zhen nearly collapsed to the ground But hearing those words he shuddered violently

Before he could react another black chain silently snaked from behind

With a thud it pierced through his heart

"No"

Gu Zhen's eyes filled with blood

"Hun Miesheng you dare"

The middle aged man with the greatsword had not expected Hun Miesheng to still strike

He tried to save Gu Zhen but was a moment too late.

All he could do was let out a shout and tap his forehead lightly with one finger.

A buzzing vibration filled the air and a translucent giant hand took shape At the very instant Gu Zhen's body exploded into nothingness

The hand snatched at the remains Drawing out a nearly invisible soul from the wreckage

In the next moment Gu Zhen's physical body vanished into the void

The soul wailed in agony

It was a live extraction of the soul

The pain was beyond mortal tolerance

A vast soul force surged into Gu Zhen's being After several dozen breaths the violently thrashing soul finally stabilized

"Late Heaven Stage soul force huh"

Hun Miesheng stood with hands behind his back his eyes thoughtful

"Many thanks Elder Jianya for saving my life"

Gu Zhen bowed his head repeatedly offering thanks.

Jianya merely nodded his expression unpleasant

After all Hun Miesheng had just killed Yang Hao and destroyed Gu Zhen's body right in front of him.

In the Ancient Clan he was just a guest elder His title was largely ceremonial

Normally he would not interfere in such matters

But Gu Xin was his disciple A rare talent even within the Ancient Clan.

The boy had begged him again and again over that girl Gu Xun'er That was why he had come.

What he did not expect was that the opponent would be so troublesome

"Elder Jianya"

From the pit on the ground came a voice of joy

It was Gu Hua

His black armor was completely shattered Cracks covered his entire body

Though the wounds were slowly healing the process was sluggish

Blood dripped from him forming puddles on the ground He had clearly suffered serious injuries

That earlier strike had hit him directly and he had taken the brunt of the force

Gu Zhen avoided looking at Gu Hua

Still one had to admit this second commander had done his duty At least he did not flee like Yang Hao or Gu Zhen

The remnants of the Black Yan Army began rising to their feet

Of the original force of one thousand Fewer than two hundred now remained and all were wounded

Gu Hua felt like his heart was bleeding

"Second Commander of the Black Yan Army greets Elder Jianya"

Jianya shook his head

Gu Hua's expression was grim He led the remaining two hundred toward Jianya

But the Soul Hall Celestial Elders blocked their path

Hun Miesheng said nothing

"Hun Miesheng do you really think you can keep all of us here"

Jianya raised a brow and his grey greatsword emitted a low hum like a dragon's roar

Invisible sword aura slashed through space filled with piercing sword intent

A powerful aura spread across the area engulfing everyone

Early six star Dou Saint

Jianya stood in midair like a divine sword drawn from its scabbard.

Hun Miesheng waved his hand.

Over a thousand Soul Hall elites surrounded the Ancient Clan warriors in an airtight encirclement

"I would quite like to try"

Hun Miesheng sneered as black chains coiled around him forming a giant dragon that plunged toward Jianya from above

Jianya let out a cold snort

With a sweep of his hand the grey greatsword released a torrent of sword intent as it cleaved toward the black dragon

The grey light split space and struck the chain

Cracking sounds echoed as the chain shattered before everyone's eyes

Gu Hua and Gu Zhen were delighted

Elder Jianya was famed as the greatest swordsman of the Ancient Clan

The sword aura swept toward Hun Miesheng who waved his sleeve

A tide of black Dou Qi surged forth forming a barrier that blocked all the sword energy

Jianya tossed his sword into the air and tapped his forehead again

A surge of immense soul force poured out

The grey sword trembled in midair

Before everyone's eyes

It split into two Then four Then eight Then sixteen

Layer upon layer of sword images filled the sky

The aura of the sword projections was terrifying Each one held force equal to a full strike from a seven star Dou Saint

"This is the moment I've been waiting for"

Hun Miesheng's lips curled into a faint smirk

His pupils turned entirely pitch black

Just as the sword images were about to strike An even vaster soul force surged through the area

"No full mastery Heaven Stage soul force"

Jianya was stunned

Gu Hua and the others were equally shaken.

"No good"

Jianya's pupils shrank and he moved to retract his soul force

"Too late"

Hun Miesheng's voice echoed

His soul force bypassed the sword images and pierced directly into Jianya's sea of consciousness

The sword projections trembled and vanished

Jianya let out a cry of pain and stumbled back over a dozen steps

He coughed up a mouthful of blood

"Despicable"

"Thank you for the compliment"

Hun Miesheng spread his hands casually

Gu Hua and the others clenched their fists their eyes locked on the Soul Hall members

Jianya's defeat meant they were not getting out

"You may leave"

Just then Hun Miesheng spoke indifferently

The Ancient Clan warriors froze

"You have twenty breaths to leave"

Hun Miesheng's gaze swept over them lazily

When had this devil ever been so merciful

Though they did not understand his intentions they could only support each other and flee

"Hall Master why let them go"

The others did not understand and were confused

Hun Miesheng suddenly chuckled

"They must die"

"But they should not die by my hands"

"They should die by the hands of the Void Devouring Flame"

"If the Void Devouring Flame kills them what does it have to do with me Hun Miesheng"

(End of Chapter)

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