Chapter 31: I Will Be Your Nightmare
A cold voice echoed from within the room.
"Who?" Sarid immediately summoned his spirit, his already bloated form growing even larger. Snow-white scales covered his face and arms, and three spirit rings shone beneath his feet.
"Here to take your life!"
Sarid sensed a movement behind him and turned to see a man in a black robe and a white mask.
But before he could say anything, a spear pierced his face. The spear pierced his head completely. Liu Yanyang slowly approached.
"Take a deep breath. Dizziness is normal!"
"Oh! Sorry, I forgot you're headless."
Soul power surged, and the spear vibrated, causing Sarid's head to explode.
With a bang, the door shattered, revealing a six-ringed Soul Emperor. It was none other than the middle-aged man who had just left.
Shortly after leaving, Sarid sensed spirit power fluctuations in his young master's room and immediately rushed back.
After breaking open the door, he saw only the corpse on the ground and the black-robed man wearing a white mask.
"Who are you? What grudge does our City Lord's Mansion have against you?"
The middle-aged Soul Emperor, upon seeing the young master's corpse on the ground, knew it was over. Only by bringing the murderer back could he mitigate the City Lord's punishment.
"Me? I'm nobody!"
"But I will become your nightmare. There will be no hope, no light, only despair!"
Liu Yanyang said calmly, looking at the middle-aged Soul Emperor.
"You deserve to die!" the middle-aged Soul Emperor roared, his soul power surging as he lunged at Liu Yanyang.
The eyes beneath his white mask flickered, as if taunting the middle-aged Soul Emperor. Liu Yanyang turned, broke through the window, and leaped.
In mid-air, he summoned Golden Scale Wings. With a wingspan exceeding six meters, he instantly soared out, heading for the outskirts of Tianshui City.
The middle-aged Soul Emperor followed closely behind, his third soul skill activating. A pair of cyan wings appeared behind him, and he pursued Liu Yanyang.
The two flew not far apart, one in front and one behind. Liu Yanyang looked at the middle-aged Soul Emperor behind him, his lips curling slightly. He increased his speed and flew directly towards the Far North.
The middle-aged Soul Emperor had no choice but to increase his soul power output to keep up with Liu Yanyang.
Three hours later.
At the edge of the Far North, the sky was filled with snow and ice, and every corner was a vast expanse of white.
Liu Yanyang kept the middle-aged Soul Emperor hanging on, his speed sometimes fast, sometimes slow. His golden-scaled wings consumed little soul power, so he didn't have to worry about running out of it.
In the sky above, three snow-winged ice eagles, approximately ten thousand years old, flew towards him.
Liu Yanyang landed steadily on the ground, activated "Chengying," and stopped the flow of soul power.
The middle-aged Soul Emperor who arrived noticed that Liu Yanyang's presence had disappeared, and the three ten-thousand-year-old snow-winged ice eagles had also lost sight of him.
"Cry x 3!"
The three snow-winged ice eagles cried out and rushed towards the middle-aged Soul Emperor.
A violent aura rushed towards him. He only had 70% of his soul power left, but facing three ten-thousand-year soul beasts, the middle-aged Soul Emperor could only cry out in despair.
Two soul rings on his body, one purple and one black, lit up, and dozens of green violent wind blades rushed towards the three snow-winged ice eagles.
With a cry, the snow-winged ice eagles flapped their wings, and countless ice cones rushed towards the wind blades.
"Bang!" The explosion resounded through the sky, and the air flow was turbulent, creating a blind spot in the vision.
The middle-aged Soul Emperor seemed to see hope, and immediately turned around and was about to fly out.
"Swish!"
A long spear pierced directly through his heart. He turned his head tremblingly, only to see the bright eyes under the white mask.
"There will only be existence and despair!"
Liu Yanyang spoke slowly to the middle-aged Soul Emperor.
The corpse slammed to the ground. Liu Yanyang flew into the nearby jungle, stopped his soul power flow, and hid within.
A few breaths later, the three snow-winged ice eagles landed beside the corpse and began to devour it.
After a few bites, they cried a few times and flew off to other places.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Liu Yanyang finally emerged from his hiding state and slowly came out. Nothing remained on the snow except a storage soul guide.
He took it in his hand and injected soul power into it. Besides some gold soul coins, all that remained was a letter and two pieces of paper.
He opened the envelope and paper and quickly read through them.
"Mission Impossible has taught you a lesson!"
Liu Yanyang sneered. The letter was a report to the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family, and the paper contained a defense map of Far North City and a map of the Far North's perimeter.
After storing everything in the storage soul guide, Liu Yanyang silently calculated.
While these items wouldn't cause much damage, they could certainly scare the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family.
With a soft sigh, he prepared to fly back to Tianshui City, but behind him, he heard the sound of branches snapping.
He turned immediately, his masked eyes fixed intently on the source of the sound.
Two women in blue appeared before him.
"Little brother, I heard an explosion here a while ago, so I came to check it out. Sorry to bother you!"
"It's me! Aunt Shui."
Liu Yanyang removed his mask, his lips curled slightly as he looked at the two with a bright smile.
"Xiaoyang, why are you here?" Shui Xinrou asked with some surprise.
At the same time, she felt a sense of joy and relief. The lonely little boy back then had become a capable young man!
"Long time no see, Liu Yanyang," Shui Bing'er said softly, smiling brightly as she approached him.
But then she noticed the dark "Chengying" on Liu Yanyang's left middle finger.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks, and her ears reddened slightly. She lowered her head to look at the platinum "Hanguang" on her right middle finger.
Feeling a little flustered, she raised her right hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, then looked at Liu Yanyang and abruptly said something.
"How are you doing?"
Liu Yanyang, who had been about to respond, froze in place, unsure what to say.
Shui Bing'er, whom he hadn't seen for several years, had become even more beautiful, slender, and graceful. Her light blue and white dress accentuated her already well-developed figure.
Liu Yanyang scratched his head awkwardly, wondering what was wrong with this girl. Why was she always acting so strangely every time they met?
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "Um... I'm doing okay."
Shui Xinrou, watching the scene from the side, watched quietly, her aunt's smile occasionally breaking.
Shui Bing'er regretted her words the moment she said them, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Liu Yanyang, unable to see her toes.
"Xiaoyang, why are you in the Far North?" Shui Xinrou asked at the right moment.
Liu Yanyang began to explain what had happened. Shui Xinrou's expression shifted from worry to anger, and finally to helplessness. Shui Bing'er, beside her, was also helpless.
"The friction between the Spirit Hall and the two empires is intensifying. What should Tianshui Academy do?" Shui Xinrou sighed helplessly, her eyes confused.
"There are always more solutions than problems. Don't worry too much, Aunt Shui," Liu Yanyang consoled her.
Then he added, "Aunt Shui, are you here to obtain spirit rings?"
He sensed that Shui Bing'er's spirit power had already exceeded level 30!
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