368: Surprised Qing Hui

Although Xun Xiuyuan’s movements were concealed and swift, they still didn’t escape Qing Hui’s keen perception.

Qing Hui was naturally aware of Xun Xiuyuan’s strange aura, and he had always been curious about Xun Xiuyuan’s strength.

Therefore, this time he did not arrange for Great Saints to support Xun Xiuyuan, but instead chose to secretly observe Xun Xiuyuan’s every move, hoping to use this opportunity to thoroughly ascertain Xun Xiuyuan’s true capabilities.

However, Xun Xiuyuan’s combat power still exceeded Qing Hui’s imagination.

The main reason Qing Hui could fight four Phantom Poison Kings alone without being at a disadvantage was that his soul was not present, so the opponent’s most powerful Soul Secret Skill was ineffective against Qing Hui.

But Xun Xiuyuan below was just like Qing Hui, completely unconcerned by the opponent’s attacks, completely ignoring the Phantom Poison Clan’s most prideful soul attacks.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he immediately unleashed the Berserk Blade Technique, harvesting enemy lives wantonly like a wolf entering a flock of sheep.

Immense World Power, a powerful physique with eleven primary laws perfectly integrated into his body, plus immunity to soul attacks—

All these conditions combined made Xun Xiuyuan an unstoppable force against the Phantom Poison Clan, like a tiger with wings.

The Phantom Poison Clan’s weak bodies simply couldn’t contend with Xun Xiuyuan and could only become lambs to the slaughter.

Wherever Xun Xiuyuan went, a huge vacuum zone was quickly cleared out by him. All the Phantom Poison Clan members, whether True Saints or Great Saints, dodged him like ghosts, not daring to engage him directly.

Seeing their panicked evasion, Xun Xiuyuan couldn't help but sneer, “You can hide from the first, but not the fifteenth. Do you think you can escape this way?”

Before his words finished, he once again used his Instant Teleportation divine ability, instantly appearing in the densest part of the enemy army, and resumed his bloody massacre.

Although the battlefield space was completely sealed by the Phantom Poison Clan’s Great Saints, for Xun Xiuyuan, these seals were completely useless and could not stop his teleportation ability at all.

Therefore, Xun Xiuyuan was truly in his element on the battlefield, moving with ease, and his exotic beast value was skyrocketing.

After watching the Great Saints and True Saints accompanying the army being slaughtered by Xun Xiuyuan, the four Saint Kings in the sky finally chose to retreat in resignation.

Qing Hui’s formidable strength made it impossible for them to spare any hands to effectively intercept Xun Xiuyuan; they could only watch as their army was thrown into chaos by Xun Xiuyuan alone.

Seeing the enemy army begin an orderly retreat, Xun Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel a hint of vigilance, fearing it was a trap set by the opposing Saint Kings to lure him into danger.

Therefore, he dared not be negligent and swiftly and cleanly returned to the top of the Southwest Fortress wall.

Qing Hui stood on the city wall, his gaze deep as he watched Xun Xiuyuan’s figure, his eyes revealing an ineffable, distant expression.

After a long while, he slowly opened his lips, his tone carrying a hint of admiration and surprise: “Your strength truly exceeds my expectations.”

Although the two had a nominal master-disciple relationship, in reality, their understanding of each other was not deep, and their relationship was not very close; it would not be an exaggeration to say they were “unfamiliar.”

Xun Xiuyuan was currently engrossed in examining his status panel, secretly delighted.

After two intense harvesting sessions, his gains were truly abundant, and he was now very close to advancing to the True Saint Realm.

He didn’t hear Qing Hui’s praise at all and directly asked Qing Hui, “Master, have the other fortresses also encountered fierce enemy attacks?”

Qing Hui had originally thought that his nominal disciple would at least offer a few humble words or symbolically respond to his emotion.

However, to his surprise, Xun Xiuyuan’s first concern was the safety of the other fortresses.

Qing Hui paused slightly, then answered Xun Xiuyuan’s question: “The Phantom Poison Universe’s army has consistently concentrated its forces on attacking the South, Southwest, and West fortresses. As for the void passages at the North and East, due to their greater distance from the Phantom Poison Universe, they generally do not choose to launch attacks from there.”

Upon hearing this, Xun Xiuyuan’s eyes immediately sparkled with eagerness.

He mused that if he could go to the West Fortress and harvest some more exotic beast value, he would likely have enough to advance to True Saint.

And once he ascended to the Great Saint Realm, he could draw a lottery, which would very likely yield precious treasures related to the cosmic core, and Xun Xiuyuan had accumulated many lottery chances.

Qing Hui, seeing through Xun Xiuyuan’s inner thoughts, smiled faintly, waved his hand, and said, “Since you want to go, then go!”

Qing Hui had no reason to stop Xun Xiuyuan’s idea.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Xun Xiuyuan’s figure vanished from its original spot, instantly teleported to the West Fortress.

The West Fortress was precisely the strategic location where Yuan Yi had replaced Zhen Feng as its guardian.

This was undoubtedly the most fierce and entrenched battle among the three fortresses.

Perhaps because Huan You and Huan Xuan, the two who betrayed the Phantom Poison Universe, were stationed in the fortress, the Phantom Poison King had deployed far more troops here than at the other two fortresses. His intention was clear: he was determined to slay Huan You and Huan Xuan.

As if expressing his resolve, the forces attacking this fortress were exceptionally numerous.

Yuan Yi did not personally leave the city to engage in battle, as the four opposing Saint Kings were merely observing coldly from the void, not truly participating in the fight.

Huan You’s gaze was sharp as he stared at Yuan Yi, speaking in a deep voice: “In previous engagements, their Saint Kings only sent two. Why are there four today? Fellow Daoist Yuan Yi, if the situation becomes critical, Huan Xuan and I can assist.”

At that time, Qing Hui had made a pact with the two, not allowing them to directly participate in the war, as Qing Hui was concerned that their defection was a ruse.

Yuan Yi heard this, a calm smile appearing on his face, and he nodded in response: “Since they haven’t entered the fray, you two only need to hold the fortress. As long as you stand on the city wall, they will not dare to act rashly.”

Yuan Yi’s words made perfect sense; the Saint Kings of the Phantom Poison Universe had a clear understanding of Huan You’s strength, and besides the Phantom Poison King, no one could consistently gain the upper hand against him.

Huan You and Huan Xuan stood side by side on the fortress wall, forming an invisible yet powerful deterrent, causing the opponent, despite having four Saint Kings, to only dare to observe from afar, not daring to launch an attack easily.

Just then, Xun Xiuyuan arrived at the battlefield, travel-worn.

He looked out and saw that in the sky below, Great Saints and True Saints were already engaged in close combat, the battle exceptionally fierce.