139: Ghost-Faced Butterfly Queen

"Little Lin! Your master asked me to bring you out, not so you could cause trouble for me."

Having said that, Chu Mo looked at the few people ahead and said with a slight smile, "Please proceed as you wish. We'll be on our way now."

After speaking, he intended to leave with Lin Yan.

However, the Yan Clan youth had the people beside him block Chu Mo and Lin Yan, not giving them a chance to leave.

"Yan Hua, why are you having them stopped?" The Ninth Elder of the Yan Clan was somewhat displeased.

Within this East Sea Secret Realm, experts were as numerous as clouds. Now that the others wanted to leave, for them to block the way was not a wise Move.

Yan Hua, however, shook his head and explained, "Ninth Elder, can we really just give up on an Ancient Soul of the Martial Saint realm so easily? I think they're using retreat as a form of advance. Once we subdue the Ancient Soul in the sword Formation and expend part of our spiritual power, they'll seize the chance to attack us.

Since that's the case, we might as well strike first."

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Elder hesitated for only a moment before deciding to kill the two first, then retrieve the Ancient Soul Crystal Core from the Ancient Soul's body.

An Ancient Soul of the Martial Saint realm would give birth to a rare treasure, the Ancient Soul Crystal Core, which could increase a Martial Venerable's success rate in a Martial Saint realm Breakthrough by fifty percent.

Who would give up such a treasure so easily?

Lin Yan blinked at Chu Mo, as if saying: Brother Chu, it seems your plan failed.

Regarding this, Chu Mo was also quite helpless. He had originally intended to let them engage in a round of attrition with the Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul, then take the opportunity to have the Ghost Face Butterfly Queen enter this Martial Saint realm Elder's body, thereby easily resolving the battle.

But now, it was obvious they still had to fight a battle.

"Sigh——!"

With a sigh, the sword Formation behind them loosened completely. The Ancient Soul trapped within charged out ferociously, heading straight for the direction of Chu Mo and the others.

"Not good! The Ancient Soul has broken through the ancient sword Formation!" someone from the Yan Clan exclaimed in alarm.

"What ancient sword Formation? This is clearly a sword Formation they set up themselves." Yan Hua cursed angrily, then turned to the Yan Clan Elder and said, "Ninth Elder, we'll delay this Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul. You quickly kill these two to avoid unexpected changes."

After speaking, Yan Hua charged towards the Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul with the remaining people.

Anyone capable of trapping a Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul must possess considerable strength, making them a rather troublesome opponent. Leaving them to the Ninth Elder, who was also at the Martial Saint realm, was most appropriate.

And the Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul only retained its most primitive instinct for slaughter, which actually gave these Martial Venerables an opportunity to maneuver around it.

As long as they managed it well, they could definitely delay until the Ninth Elder dealt with those two fellows.

Chu Mo did not stop Yan Hua and the others from intercepting the Ancient Soul. He merely looked at the Yan Clan Elder and gave a faint smile.

"How is the growth of the Yan Clan's medicinal herbs lately? How many treasures have been collected? Still stored in the Treasure Pavilion?"

"Hmm?" At Chu Mo's words, two figures surfaced in the Yan Clan Elder's mind.

Those two unruly individuals had suddenly appeared in the small space opened by the Yan Clan. Not only did they cause a huge disturbance, injuring many Yan Clan Disciples, but they also plundered countless treasures and medicinal herbs.

"It's you!" The Yan Clan Elder gnashed his teeth. He remembered now. The person before him was one of the 'bandits' who had recently appeared in the Central Continent, wreaking havoc among the major Clans.

If it weren't for the fact that their Yan Clan's Old Ancestor, along with the Old Ancestors of the other Clans, had not returned at that time, they would never have allowed the two to act so arrogantly.

And now, meeting them in this East Sea Secret Realm was truly a case of enemies crossing paths.

"Yan Hua, retreat!"

Without a moment's hesitation, acting purely on instinct, this Yan Clan Ninth Elder instantly transformed into a streak of escaping light, shooting towards the distance.

What a joke!

This was one of the bandits who stirred up trouble among the Clans of the Central Continent. Without strength, they would have died countless times already.

Now, facing him alone in a one-on-one fight, he stood no chance at all. He would die!

At this very moment, Yan Hua, who was leading the others in delaying the Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul, heard the Ninth Elder's call and saw him fleeing. He was dumbfounded.

"Ninth Elder, you..."

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the fleeing Ninth Elder blocked by countless soaring sharp swords.

These magic swords formed their own system. Once they appeared, they arranged themselves according to a specific pattern, forming an unbreakable sword cage.

The Ninth Elder came to an abrupt halt. He formed hand seals with both hands, and endless giant flaming palms struck out one after another, continuously impacting the sword cage.

Heaven Rank Intermediate Martial Skill, Blazing Heaven Divine Palm.

The surrounding space was distorted by the scorching heat of the flames. One by one, the magic swords were roasted by the terrifying fire, gradually beginning to glow red.

The Yan Clan Elder had also become ruthless, completely disregarding consumption, continuously striking out giant flaming palms to bombard the magic sword cage.

Just as the cage formed by the gathering magic swords was about to collapse, streams of light shot over from the distance, once again forming a cage.

And this was only the beginning.

One, two, three...

By the time the seventeenth magic sword cage appeared, the Yan Clan Elder had completely given up resistance.

What the hell kind of game is this?!

"Sigh——!"

Chu Mo shook his head and sighed.

"If only you had just let us leave earlier, wouldn't that have been the end of it? Why look for trouble? In this area, to capture this Martial Saint Ancient Soul, I've been back and forth setting up over a hundred Formations. Look at you, what a coincidence!"

Pfft!

Hearing this, the Yan Clan Elder nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. What kind of person does something like this?

For the sake of a lousy Martial Saint Ancient Soul, you set up so many Formations? Anyone who didn't know would think you were ambushing a Martial God!

Meanwhile, Yan Hua and the others, who were entangled with the Martial Saint realm Ancient Soul, saw the Ninth Elder trapped like a little bird. One by one, they also developed the intention to retreat.

And once this intention to retreat arose, flaws appeared in their Move coordination. Without even needing Chu Mo to make a Move, the aggressive Ancient Soul seized the opportunity, punching them one by one like little kids, leaving them all severely injured and unable to get up.

Also at this moment, this ancient remnant soul, resembling a vajra, reached its limit.

Its tall body melted away like ice and snow. Countless palm-sized Ghost Face Butterflies flew in, densely packed, comparable to a locust plague sweeping through.

Amidst this black tide, a flash of bright red appeared. Then, this flash of bright red transformed into a stream of light shooting to a spot before Chu Mo.

The red glow gradually dissipated, revealing its true form.

This was a little girl of six or seven years old, dressed in a long red dress, with a pair of blood-red butterfly wings on her back. She looked like a flower fairy from a fairy tale.

However, if someone who knew her origins encountered her, they would absolutely keep their distance.

Ghost Face Butterfly Queen.

The terror of the Ghost Face Butterfly Queen lay in her concealment and powerful parasitic ability.

Once she parasitized within your body, she would devour your Divine Soul and use it to breed more Ghost Face Butterflies. Moreover, you would be completely unaware of this process, even feeling that your body was in an unprecedented state of well-being.

Those parasitized often only became aware of their situation when their Divine Soul was completely devoured and countless Ghost Face Butterflies flew out from their bodies.

And now, this fearsome Ghost Face Butterfly Queen was floating obediently before Chu Mo, her chubby little hands holding something that looked like a crystal core.

She blinked her eyes, her lively pupils seeming conflicted. In the end, reason overcame appetite, and she handed the Ancient Soul Crystal Core over to Chu Mo.