Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 153: Spoils of War! Soul Weapon!

Upon hearing the sound of shattering, everyone was stunned. They turned their heads to look, and when they saw the crack, they were all dumbfounded.

Could Lin Xuan still be alive?

The elders of the Moon Pavilion grew excited.

This is impossible! The Bald Elder and his men shook their heads. He couldn’t possibly have withstood the power of the Nine Nether Lotus.

Elder Gu also frowned. According to what he knew, only an Anomalous Fire could resist the power of the Nine Nether Lotus. Lin Xuan shouldn’t have been able to withstand it. After all, Anomalous Fire was a legendary existence; it was impossible for Lin Xuan to possess it.

Just as he was pondering this, a second cracking sound suddenly echoed. More cracks appeared on the ice encasing Lin Xuan, followed by a third, and then a fourth. With a final BANG, the ice shattered completely. A layer of blue flame emerged on Lin Xuan’s body, as mysterious and profound as the eternal starry sky.

Lin Xuan turned his head and said coldly, "You dare ambush me? You’re truly courting death!"

With a wave of his hand, the blue flame shot toward Song Tiange like a star. In an instant, Song Tiange was engulfed. With a blood-curdling scream, one of his arms was incinerated into ash.

"No, save me!" he shrieked in terror.

The Bald Elder’s expression changed drastically. He and the others quickly moved to suppress the mysterious flame, barely managing to save Song Tiange. Their hearts pounded with lingering fear.

What kind of flame is this? It’s far too terrifying!

"Anomalous Fire!"

"It’s Anomalous Fire!"

The elders of the Wangyue Pavilion cheered with excitement.

Upon hearing this, Elder Gu was dumbfounded.

Lin Xuan actually possesses Anomalous Fire? That’s the stuff of legends! It’s absolutely unbelievable!

The Bald Elder and his men were so terrified they turned and fled, not daring to stay a moment longer.

"Lord Guardian, should we give chase?" someone asked. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

But before anyone could act, they could only watch as the Bald Elder and the others escaped.

Lin Xuan shook his head and said, "No need. That man is already crippled."

Song Tiange’s right hand had been blasted into dust, rendering him unable to use his Swordsmanship. He was no different from a useless cripple. Even if he survived, he would no longer pose a threat.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, picking up a Storage Ring from the ground—it was Song Tiange’s. He turned and returned to the palace to continue his cultivation. Opening the ring, he discovered many valuable items. No wonder Song Tiange is the Pavilion Master’s disciple; he’s incredibly wealthy. Inside, he found a large quantity of Spirit Stones, numerous Elixirs, and several Martial Arts manuals. Additionally, there were several runes and a few Spiritual Artifacts.

Many of the Elixirs were for cultivation. Lin Xuan figured his cultivation level would improve further after taking them. Moreover, the runes also had marvelous uses. The Spiritual Artifacts were also quite powerful. Among them, one was particularly mysterious: a Bell. Lin Xuan shook it slightly and immediately felt so dizzy he nearly passed out.

When he regained his senses, he exclaimed in surprise, "Is this a Soul attack?"

The big black dog barked twice and said, "That’s right. This is a Soul attack. This Bell is a Soul Weapon. You’re lucky Song Tiange was careless and didn’t use this item from the start. Otherwise, you would have suffered a great loss."

The Soul was an extremely mysterious and profound concept. Martial Generals were incapable of cultivating the Soul; one had to reach the Grandmaster realm to even begin.

Next, Lin Xuan began to consume the Elixirs and cultivate. His cultivation level steadily increased until he finally broke through again, reaching the mid-stage of the three-star Martial General realm. His strength had increased once more. Afterward, he began the process of mastering the bronze, eight-cornered Bell.

While Lin Xuan was busy, Song Tiange was fleeing in his chariot. At that moment, he was a miserable sight, his face pale and one arm severed. He clutched his bleeding stump, roaring madly, "Kill him! He must be killed!"

The Bald Elder’s eyes were also bloodshot. Song Tiange was a top-tier genius. With his arm destroyed, he could no longer practice his Swordsmanship, rendering him half-crippled. This was a devastating blow to them. How could they possibly explain this to the Pavilion Master when they returned?

They returned to the Heavenly Dao Institute and went straight to the Star Pavilion Master. Clutching his severed arm, Song Tiange knelt on the ground. "Master, you must avenge me!" he cried.

The Star Pavilion Master’s expression changed drastically. "My disciple, what happened to you?"

He saw that Song Tiange’s arm was gone and his body was grievously wounded. He was enraged.

Who did this? Who dares to harm you?

The Star Pavilion Master’s killing intent surged. Song Tiange was his disciple, a man of high esteem. Who would dare to strike him? It was a direct slap in the face!

"It was Lin Xuan!" Song Tiange said through gritted teeth. "Master, kill him! Avenge me!"

What? Lin Xuan! Hearing this name, the Star Pavilion Master’s pupils shrank. "What happened? Why did that man attack you?"

The Bald Elder and the others quickly recounted the events. As he listened, the Star Pavilion Master’s face grew increasingly grim. He couldn’t judge who was right or wrong, but as Song Tiange’s master, he was naturally biased in his favor.

"My disciple, rest assured, I will avenge you," he promised. With that, he took out a bottle of Elixirs and handed it to Song Tiange. "Go back and recover. Leave the rest to me."

Song Tiange nodded excitedly. He knew that if his Master took action, the boy was doomed. His Master could crush him with a single finger.

After his disciple left, the great hall fell silent. The Star Pavilion Master stood there, his face as cold as frost. He would absolutely not spare Lin Xuan. However, he would not act personally. After all, Lin Xuan’s status was not ordinary. If he killed Lin Xuan himself, the Wangyue Pavilion would not let him off. Even the Dean might move against him. Therefore, he planned to kill with a borrowed blade. With his power, he had countless ways to deal with Lin Xuan. No matter how strong the boy was, he was still just a young man. A simple trick was all it would take to send him to hell.

With a cold snort, the Star Pavilion Master walked out of the hall. His figure flickered, transforming into a streak of light that vanished over the horizon. He left the Heavenly Dao Institute and flew toward the distant mountains. He was headed for the Tian Gu Mountains, straight for its deepest parts.

The Tian Gu Mountains were vast. It was said that peerless Great Demons resided in its core, so few dared to venture there. Yet, the Star Pavilion Master traveled unhindered, as no Demon Beast dared to provoke him. The aura he exuded was simply too formidable. He soon reached the depths of the Tian Gu Mountains and entered a valley.

The valley was shrouded in a swirling mist that resembled a Cloud Sea. Just after entering, the Star Pavilion Master stopped. Starlight covered his body, forming a suit of what looked like Star Battle Armor. He went no deeper. Instead, he took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and tossed it into the valley.

Soon, a low, deep voice echoed from within.

"What is it?"

The voice was like rolling thunder, causing the entire Cloud Sea to churn violently. At the same time, two fireballs appeared deep within the mist. They floated in the air like burning embers, releasing a terrifying aura.

If one looked closely, they would realize these were not fireballs, but eyes—a pair of enormous eyes.

The Star Pavilion Master looked up at them and said, "I wish to hire the Dream Butterfly and the Shadowless Insect to kill someone."

He intended to use the power of Demon Beasts to kill Lin Xuan.