Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1631 - 1630: Seizing the Remnant Soul, Grasping the Divine Status

Chapter 1631: Chapter 1630: Seizing the Remnant Soul, Grasping the Divine Status

After Wang Ye took these diversions, he no longer had to worry about the upcoming situation.

In the following time, it’s evident that the opponent couldn’t possibly survive.

"Roar!"

The sound resembling a lion’s roar quickly spread throughout the Evil Dragon Secret Realm.

It’s clear that Xiao Hong, after devouring Xiao Long, was prepared to continue pursuing Wang Ye.

The distance between the two of them was still somewhat significant.

However, Wang Ye had already placed some of Xiao Long’s treasures on the ground, so even if Xiao Hong were to catch up, he couldn’t catch him immediately.

This tactic not only didn’t slow Xiao Hong down but also allowed him to find the direction to continue pursuing Wang Ye.

Thus, the two continued to chase each other through the secret passages of the Evil Dragon Secret Realm.

Until three days later, Wang Ye emerged from the secret passage to a place that appeared spacious.

This was precisely the best place for him to escape the opponent’s pursuit.

Although still in a state of unease, he already had ways to deal with everything in front of him.

Though he had taken Xiao Long’s treasures, he still picked them up to take a look, and as he did, his hands became smeared with blood, seeping into these treasures.

Wang Ye did this to give the opponent a calculation that was uncertain of succeeding.

He believed that since Xiao Long was the Saint Heir of the Zi Xuan Divine Realm, all the treasures couldn’t be easily used by outsiders, and once used, it must lead back to them.

Now, even Xiao Hong’s blood had seeped onto them, unknowingly startling countless powerful beings within the Zi Xuan Divine Realm...

At the same time, Wang Ye was still figuring out a way to first trap this troublesome opponent.

He had no choice but to find the Flame Demon Hounds.

Only those two Flame Demon Hounds could find more bizarre creatures to deal with Xiao Hong.

"Where could those two guys be right now?"

Wang Ye muttered to himself, suddenly thinking of using the Power of the White Eye.

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly sensed a murderous intent.

Before he could seek out those useful creatures, they came looking for him instead.

The Flame Demon Hounds originally wanted revenge on Wang Ye and had been waiting for an opportunity, and seeing the time ripe, naturally wouldn’t pass up such a good chance.

Unfortunately, they didn’t know that Wang Ye was also looking for them.

Within ten breaths, Wang Ye had locked onto these two creatures.

He could only hide as much as possible at a turning point in the passages of the Evil Dragon Secret Realm.

This place was surrounded by fake mountains, with paths branching out into three; Wang Ye was precisely at the turning point of the leftmost path.

After waiting for a while, he saw a hasty figure filled with raging murderous intent swooping past.

That guy was evidently the eighth False God, Xiao Hong, yet due to the rules of the Evil Dragon Secret Realm, he couldn’t utilize the powerful Pseudo-God’s Power and did not find Wang Ye’s precise location on the road.

The other party didn’t notice anything and was secretly attacked by Wang Ye.

He had been using the Power of the White Eye, spotting the moment Xiao Hong brushed past him, identifying Xiao Hong’s current weaknesses: the right neckline, waist, left knee, and back heel.

Such an excellent opportunity already constituted a perfect setup.

Wang Ye seized the moment, utilizing all his strength to strike first.

"Ah!"

An ear-piercing scream suddenly let out a terrifying pressure.

The dignified eighth False God was unexpectedly ambushed.

Blood spilled from his mouth, and his body couldn’t help but tremble.

"Why... can you easily find my mortal weaknesses?"

"The sooner you die, the sooner you reincarnate! Save your strength!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye sneered, making another move, and then activated the Miniature Teleportation Talisman in his right hand.

He did so to ensure his safety, repeatedly targeting Xiao Hong.

The opponent being a genuine eighth False God had a tremendous pressure that rendered him immobile.

Facing such an unbeatable opponent, he continued to devise ways to maneuver.

As expected, after Wang Ye made his move, he used the Miniature Teleportation Talisman and shifted his position.

When Xiao Hong turned to catch up, he found nothing.

He was so furious at Wang Ye he wished to tear him to pieces.

Unfortunately, he could no longer see his opponent and instead stepped into an illusion array.

Trapped in the illusion, Xiao Hong glanced around contemptuously, indifferent.

However, unbeknownst to him, the two Flame Demon Hounds had brought in more bizarre creatures, even more terrifying than before.

Among them were two grim-faced dragons, resembling crocodile-skinned creatures with eagle eyes watching their surroundings, emitting a chilling aura, an ice-breathing Flood Dragon had appeared.

The two Flood Dragons attacked in one direction, spewing their icy breath, freezing everything.

Terrifying pressure rendered the two Flood Dragons unstoppable.

Affected by the illusion blocking his vision, Xiao Hong sensed the threat but was a step too late.

That lag allowed him to be struck again, freezing his hind limbs and causing him to become unstable.

Being schemed against time and again by Wang Ye, even with invincible techniques, allowing him to avert any crisis, he couldn’t gain the upper hand.

He, lacking complete knowledge of the environment, had already become the passive party.

"Gotcha!"

Wang Ye, now three thousand meters away, saw that after his successful ambush, the opponent was trapped in a fantasy.

He initially thought this would temporarily hold Xiao Hong, but unexpectedly that guy was gravely wounded, having his Vital Energy severely damaged, unable to stop the bleeding.

Such a good opportunity must be seized upon.

Under the premise of safety, Wang Ye set up a large number of defensive formations and used his ghostly movement technique, gradually approaching Xiao Hong.

Just at this moment, Xiao Hong was battling fiercely with the two Flood Dragons.

Both sides exerted force simultaneously, resulting in a stalemate, causing them both to fly backward.

Seizing Xiao Hong’s weakened state, Wang Ye launched a powerful hand attack.

Realizing this, Xiao Hong, although unwilling to be ambushed, had no choice but to ensure his survival first.

Just as he intended to let his Divine Soul flee, Wang Ye suddenly grabbed his Divine Soul with his right hand and did his utmost to seize half of it.

The next moment, a terrifying surge of Spiritual Energy gathered in his left hand, attempting to seize Xiao Hong’s Divine Status as well.

Unfortunately, Xiao Hong, this old fox, was too cunning, evading Wang Ye’s left hand, only partially grasped.

"Boy, you dare... dare to take such an action against me? I swear, if I don’t eradicate the Human Race, my life would be in vain!"

Xiao Hong roared in fury!

He cursed his negligence, unthinkingly being defeated and humiliated!

Now with two Flood Dragons as formidable foes, he had no choice but to flee in resentment, detonating all his spiritual power around him in an attempt to obliterate Wang Ye.