Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 852: Prey?

Clang...

Almost at the same time Xiao Yi was blasted away.

The blood-colored scythe attacked again from within the mist, and it was right above Xiao Yi’s head.

Xiao Yi could even smell the strong, pungent scent of blood on the scythe up close.

If the sharp scythe truly struck down, Xiao Yi would surely meet a fate of being beheaded.

"So fast." Xiao Yi’s pupils constricted, his Blizzard Sword quickly retracted in defense.

Clang... The collision of sword and scythe emitted a crisp ringing sound.

Xiao Yi stabilized his body, countered with a backhanded slash.

The blood-colored scythe was forcefully split open, retreating back into the mist, disappearing from sight.

"What is that?" Xiao Yi steadied himself, his expression stern.

With sharp eyes, he scanned his surroundings.

To appear and attack so silently right under his nose, and to send him flying with one hit, it was certainly no ordinary being.

What he spoke of was a "thing," not a "person."

He wasn’t even sure what was hidden in the mist.

When he fell from the sky onto the ground, he realized the vast forest was filled with a dense aura of death.

Not just the demon beast corpse bones everywhere, but even the surrounding flowers, grass, and trees had no hint of life.

This Million Mountain Range, and Ten Thousand Danger Lands, have existed since Ancient Times.

No one could traverse the entirety of this place, thus it was filled with countless unknowns.

Hiss...Hiss...Hiss...

In the mist, dozens of blood-colored scythe blades broke through the air.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi’s eyes narrowed as his Blizzard Sword swung continuously.

Dozens of Sword Qi effortlessly countered the blood-colored scythe blades.

The next moment, the mist returned to silence once more.

The eerie atmosphere, enshrouding mist, and corpses strewn about, made the surroundings extremely chilling.

If a martial artist with weak willpower were here, they might already be mentally unstable with fluctuating aura.

Nevertheless, Xiao Yi, in such an environment, showed no fear.

"Playing tricks, yet not showing yourself?" Xiao Yi’s indifferent words echoed in the mist.

However, there was no response within the mist.

It seemed he was merely talking to himself.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "If you won’t show yourself, then I’ll make you come out."

Initially, Xiao Yi was indeed unsure about what ghostly thing resided in the mist.

The scythes and daggers that attacked him previously, although they carried a hint of martial artist’s aura, were more infused with demon beast aura and an inexplicable deathly aura.

For such a spooky place to give birth to some unusual creatures wasn’t surprising.

And those creatures, having killed human martial artists before and acquired their weapons to use them, was also understandable.

Up until the dozens of blood-colored scythe blades that attacked out of nowhere just now, he was finally certain.

Those scythe blades clearly bore the Primordial Power aura of a martial artist.

No matter what kind of aura was seeping from the thing in the mist, be it demon beast aura or eerie aura.

Since the attacks carried a Primordial Power aura, it must be a martial artist.

Boom...

Xiao Yi swung his Blizzard Sword heavily downwards.

The almighty sword momentum instantly dispersed the mist within hundreds of meters.

Sure enough, within the mist, a hundred meters ahead of Xiao Yi stood a tall, imposing martial artist.

The martial artist, clad in black, had a visage unclear.

Because he was wearing a black mask.

The mask, somewhat chilling, was a ghostly mask; but what kind of creature it depicted, Xiao Yi didn’t recognize.

"Ah." The black-clad martial artist shrieked from under the mask.

The next moment, wielding a blood-colored scythe, he charged straight at Xiao Yi.

The black-clad martial artist’s speed was exceptionally fast.

In the span of a single breath, he was already a meter away from Xiao Yi; and the blood scythe in his hand slashed past just a hair’s breadth from Xiao Yi’s throat.

Xiao Yi was startled, but his reaction was swift.

He took a slight step back, narrowly avoiding the blood scythe.

At the same time, he stabbed forward with his Blizzard Sword.

"Hmm?" A puzzled sound came from beneath the black-clad martial artist’s mask.

At this moment, the black-clad martial artist having swung the scythe, was unable to retract it for defense.

Xiao Yi’s control over the battle and timing was indeed perfectly executed.

This strike was enough to claim the black-clad martial artist’s life, at the very least, seriously injuring him.

Yet, just at that moment.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

A sudden rush of chain-breaking sounds approached swiftly.

Clink...

A soft sound.

A blood-colored chain shot forth from the mist, effortlessly clasping Xiao Yi’s sword-wielding wrist.

Clink...Clink...Clink...

Three more soft clinks followed.

From three other directions, three blood-colored chains broke through the air, binding Xiao Yi’s other hand and both legs.

Clang...

Due to the chain’s pull, Xiao Yi’s thrusting Blizzard Sword couldn’t pierce the black-clad martial artist.

Instead, the chain’s tug made his sword arm retract, emitting a metallic clang.

"There are others." Xiao Yi frowned.

"Heh heh." The black-clad martial artist sneered coldly.

The laughter was sharp and eerie, filled with a sinister vibe.

Beneath the grim mask, the laughter sent chills down the spine.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

A dozen or so figures suddenly appeared around them.

Among them, four were holding the other ends of the chains.

All of them wore the same outfit, the same grim masks.

It’s just that their statures weren’t as tall and imposing as the black-clad martial artist before Xiao Yi.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yi asked coldly, eyeing the martial artist in front of him.

"Heh heh." The tall black-clad martial artist chuckled coldly, "Kid, not bad determination."

"Facing this eerie, dense mist, and still staying calm, even realizing that it wasn’t the work of demon beasts but human martial artists."

"Yes, very good, such prey is more valuable."

"Those previous little guys fled in panic before we even showed up."

"You captured others too?" Xiao Yi asked with a frown.

The tall black-clad martial artist didn’t answer but took out a red pill and handed it to Xiao Yi.

"Kid, swallow the pill obediently, perhaps you can keep your life."

"A pill?" Xiao Yi glanced at the red pill, frowned, and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

"Nothing." The tall black-clad martial artist smiled sinisterly, "Just planning to take you to a place."

"What if I refuse?" Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

"Refuse?" The tall black-clad martial artist glanced at the chains binding Xiao Yi’s limbs, sneered, "Do you think you have a choice?"

"Be obedient, and you’ll suffer less pain."

"Or, do you wish to end up like those other little ones who tried to resist before?"

With that, the tall black-clad martial artist looked into the distance in a certain direction.

Xiao Yi followed the gaze and saw, in the distance, more than a dozen human skeletons, not yet fully decomposed, their once terrified faces still vaguely visible.

Xiao Yi retracted his gaze, smiled indifferently, "Able to casually bring out the Six Fire Locking Essence Pill, you all are no ordinary force."

"Regarding intercepting passing martial artists here?"

"Hmm?" Underneath the sinister mask, the tall black-clad martial artist let out a puzzled sound, "You recognized the Six Fire Locking Essence Pill at a glance, are you a high-grade Alchemist?"

"Heh heh, good, very good, you are more valuable than I imagined."

With that, the black-clad martial artist attempted to force Xiao Yi to ingest the red pill.

"Get lost." Xiao Yi’s face turned cold.

"Restrain him for me," the tall black-clad martial artist shouted coldly.

"Yes." The four chain-wielding martial artists responded in unison.

"You think these scrap irons can restrain me?" Xiao Yi sneered, flicked his arm, and punched out.

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