Chapter 2085: Chapter 2085: Laughable Schemes

Swish...

Xiao Yi’s figure soared into the air.

Around him, nearly ten thousand evil cultivators simultaneously erupted with momentum.

And those nine gathered around the Little Evil Lord.

A great power of forty thousand Dao is already equivalent to the level of a Legendary Palace Master in the Eight Palaces.

Even Tu Qianqiu, the Legendary Palace Master, is only at the cultivation of forty thousand Dao.

With a full nine evil cultivation elders at the level of a Legendary Palace Master protecting him, no wonder the Little Evil Lord is so confident now.

"Monster, won’t you surrender?" At this moment, the nine elders simultaneously bellowed.

"Xiao Xun." The Little Evil Lord forcibly steadied his figure and sneered, "Your power is at most above twenty thousand Dao."

"Facing the nine forty thousand Dao great powers of my Evil Lord Mansion, you have no chance of resistance."

"Surrender obediently, and I promise to spare your life."

The Little Evil Lord naturally didn’t really intend to spare Xiao Yi’s life.

He was just afraid Xiao Xun would fight to the death, or even self-destruct.

His Devouring Sky Emperor Whale can only absorb the martial soul of living people.

Once a martial artist dies, their martial soul gradually dissipates into the world.

Such a powerful martial soul in the form of a sword and beast, he certainly wouldn’t let it slip away.

"Spare my life? Heh." Already floating aloft in the sky, Xiao Yi looked at the Little Evil Lord at eye level.

"Just with those nine old fellows around you, and this horde of Supreme Realm and Martial Arts Great Power trash?"

"Heh." In Xiao Yi’s eyes, there was never a hint of surprise, only pure killing intent.

"Do you really think I’d believe your nonsense about a fair fight?"

"You really think I don’t know you have evil lord martial artists lying in ambush around?"

Xiao Yi’s tone gradually turned grim.

"Your tricks work on my maidservant, but me?"

"Maidservant?" The Little Evil Lord furrowed his brows.

Xiao Yi’s eyes of grimness had escalated to their limit in an instant.

"Do you know why I must target your Evil Lord Mansion’s evil cultivators?"

"Do you know why I found your voice unbearably irritating yesterday?"

"Do you know why I came today?"

"Heh, it’s time to settle the score from a year and a half ago when you schemed against my maidservant."

As his words fell, Xiao Yi’s figure already moved.

"Courting death." The Little Evil Lord’s eyes turned cold.

"Kill him on the spot." The nine elders shouted.

"Leave him with a breath." The Little Evil Lord said coldly, "It’s not too late to kill him after I absorb his martial soul."

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Around, nearly ten thousand evil cultivators instantly erupted with presence, besieging him.

Chch...

The dense crowd of evil cultivators overwhelmed the sky, instantly engulfing the center of the high heavens around that black-robed figure.

But suddenly, in the air, came a ’chch’ sound.

Following this, the ’chch’ sounds became progressively frequent, increasingly numerous.

Chch... Chch... Chch... Chch...

No one knew what was happening among the overwhelming evil cultivators.

However, it was visible that in the high sky, evil cultivator figures kept falling.

Those falling figures were lifeless, some even dismembered and died.

In just a dozen breaths of time, the black-robed figure initially engulfed in the dense center of evil cultivators was suddenly left empty.

Those white gloves had already been stained red with blood.

It was the blood of evil cultivators.

Beneath the gloves, the Ten Thousand Poison Hand was chilling and ruthless.

"Die." Xiao Yi’s eyes turned cold, grabbing a nearby evil cultivator’s throat.

With a forceful grip, poison power exploded, and the evil cultivator in hand instantly turned into a puddle of poison water, dropping from the sky without even leaving a body.

"Die." Xiao Yi flicked his fingers, ejecting a black poison power.

The forehead of a distant evil cultivator was instantly penetrated.

"Die." Xiao Yi transformed his palm into a claw, slashing down, instantly dismembering the evil cultivator in front.

"Die." Xiao Yi punched out, instantly sending an evil cultivator flying a hundred meters, directly exploding into a blood mist in the high sky.

Die... Die... Die... Die...

In the high sky, only the dense cold sounds remained.

One by one, evil cultivators continued to fall and die.

One voice of ’die,’ one after another, evil cultivators perished.

Seemingly slow, but in truth, Xiao Yi at this moment was like a berserk slaughter machine, harvesting the lives of nearby evil cultivators at an astonishing speed.

In just a few dozen breaths of time, those previously overwhelming evil cultivators had already been emptied by several tenths.

The evil cultivators, who were still cold and grim-looking like wolves and tigers, now showed expressions of panic one by one.

"Mon... Monster..." One evil cultivator even inadvertently uttered a shivering remark.

Yes, a monster.

In the eyes of the surrounding evil cultivators, this black-robed figure was now practically like a monster, a cold demon crawling out from the abyss.

If evil cultivators are what instills fear in ordinary martial artists.

Then black-robed Xiao Xun is what instills fear in the evil cultivators, making their hearts tremble with fear.

In the distance, the Little Evil Lord’s eyes turned cold, "Unexpectedly, you still have such abundant combat power? You, attack."

The Little Evil Lord gave an order.

"Yes." The nine elders responded in unison and instantly attacked.

Nine fierce presences instantly charged forth.

"Monster, meet your end."

Xiao Yi stopped his frenzied slaughtering, squinting as he gazed at the approaching nine.

If it were outside, just nine mere forty thousand Dao, he wouldn’t take them seriously.

But here, in the Forbidden Spirit Sacred Mountain, all external items are forbidden.

He couldn’t use any formation because the spirit stones were completely ineffective.

He couldn’t use any life-saving trump card, holy artifacts, or supreme treasures.

Relying solely on his own power, could he really oppose nine forty thousand Dao great powers?

The answer is, he can!

In Xiao Yi’s eyes, the grimness even held a trace of mockery.

That trace of mockery was toward the Little Evil Lord.

"Your intelligence must know, I’m a soul master."

"But do you know why I’ve never used soul master techniques in our battle?"

"Too weak? No, long ago, I could already use soul master techniques to instantly kill Legend Early Stage great powers."

Xiao Yi’s words abruptly ended.

In the distance, seeing the grim and mocking gaze, the Little Evil Lord’s mind suddenly flashed with a hint of unease.

At this moment, the nine elders had already arrived at Xiao Yi’s front.

Xiao Yi murmured four icy words, "Ice Storm... Devouring Soul."

Boom...

The world suddenly turned white.

An astounding cold aura ravaged the high sky.

Once everything returned to normal, nine lifelike, vivid ice sculptures appeared in the high sky.

He had never used soul master techniques, preserving his full soul power within the Small World.

He was waiting for this very moment.

"Ten Thousand Poison Hand." Xiao Yi’s reaction was extremely quick.

The nine elders within the nine ice sculptures were not dead yet but were already weakened to the extreme.

Relying solely on his soul power from the Small World, the Ice Storm Devouring Soul couldn’t instantly kill these nine, but heavily injured them enough.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Poison Hand struck one by one.

The nine ice sculptures shattered one by one.

A black palm print was emblazoned on each of the nine elders’ chests.

Upon closer inspection, the black palm prints even layered heavily.

It was precisely the Dawn Without Limit technique, one palm out, sixty-one palms arriving simultaneously.

Based purely on his own strength, Xiao Yi had already surpassed twenty thousand Dao, effortlessly able to instantly kill these nine, already injured and iced.

Once filled with overwhelming presence, the nine elders charging fiercely were now entirely lifeless.

Nine cold corpses thus fell from the high sky.

"Time for you." Xiao Yi’s grim eyes shifted toward the Little Evil Lord.

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