Soul Emperor Martial God Chapter 5058: Half-walk ancestor, fire boy

Jian Tong stood motionless, his gaze fixed upon the nine divine beasts. A sudden recollection sent a chill through his heart.

"I remember now, you're creatures from the underworld, possessing this chilling, dark aura."

He was certain of his identification, as these underworld monstrosities held a distinct presence, unlike any other beings or existences.

"The Bloodflame World, colluding with the underworld? How audacious. Very well." Jian Tong declared, and without a moment's delay, he fled from the sword's vicinity.

The nine emperor servants pursued him instantly, yet they were a step too late; the sword boy managed to escape.

After all, an emperor servant is merely at the ultimate supreme level. Had the Emperor been present today, or perhaps the Reincarnation War Emperor, the sword boy would undoubtedly have perished.

From a distance.

Meng Piao Piao tentatively cast her gaze, inquiring, "Who are you lot...?"

The nine emperor servants turned their heads towards her, their cold and gloomy gazes causing Meng Piao Piao to tremble instantly.

Su Cheng clasped his hands, asking, "Did the young master Xiao Yi's associates move these individuals?"

The nine emperor servants responded with chilling indifference, "By the King's command."

Whoosh...

As the words left their lips, the nine emperor servants vanished instantly.

The three individuals, Meng Piao Piao included, exchanged bewildered glances, a shared surprise reflected in their eyes.

Simultaneously.

Within a dark expanse of the void.

A fierce battle raged.

Thunder crackled, and the sharp roar of gunfire continuously assaulted the ears.

This intense confrontation involved Ran Qi.

Conveniently, Ran Qi's adversary was none other than a formidable gunner.

Furthermore, based on their auras, this gunman appeared to have the upper hand against Ran Qi.

Observing the unfolding combat, Ran Qi was clearly at a disadvantage, his breathing growing increasingly heavy.

Precisely at this critical moment.

Nine streaks of light surged forward within the void.

These luminous trails emanated a gloomy hue, projecting an intensely unsettling aura.

Even before their arrival, a chilling breath swept through the area, causing the very void to freeze.

Nine cold, malevolent, and dark energies instantly enveloped the two combatants.

Ran Qi flinched, uncertain whether they were allies or foes. He was already struggling, barely matching his opponent, and if more assistance arrived for the enemy, his defeat would be inevitable.

However, Ran Qi soon exhaled in relief.

It became apparent that these nine frigid energies were directed at his opponent.

These were the nine colossal god-demon entities.

Indeed, they were the nine emperor servants.

The nine emperor servants struck immediately, brandishing colossal swords, effortlessly forcing the gunman onto the defensive and pushing him back.

Within a mere half hour, this spear-wielding expert was overwhelmed by an emperor's sword strike, and in an instant, he was sent reeling, his spear clattering to the ground.

Realizing the futility of further resistance, the gunman opted for immediate escape.

The outcome was the egress of the wounded gunman.

Ran Qi narrowed his eyes, remarking, "Gun Boy, you truly live up to being the strongest half-travel ancestor."

Yes, it was Gun Boy, one of the top ten boys, who had been contending with Ran Qi.

Much like Jian Tong, he too was a half-travel ancestor.

Nevertheless, this Gun Boy was not affiliated with the Taixu Palace; Ran Qi had no knowledge of his origins.

Of course, Ran Qi's current focus wasn't on such matters, but rather on observing the nine emperor servants with caution.

"Hmph, did you come to aid me? Or specifically to deal with Gun Boy?" Ran Qi inquired.

The nine emperor servants offered no verbal response, instead producing a vast scroll from their grasp.

The scroll was adorned with numerous portraits.

Ran Qi's sharp gaze swept across it, recognizing his own likeness, as well as those of Yan Yi, Meng Piao Piao, and others.

One of the emperors unfurled the scroll, glanced at Ran Qi, and stated coldly, "You are not our target."

With that pronouncement.

The nine emperor servants transformed into nine shadowy streams, swiftly departing the scene.

Within a dark sector of the void.

Another intense and vast battle was unfolding.

This fierce engagement involved Yan Yi.

His opponent was a young man with a shaved head.

The clash between the two was evenly matched, neither gaining a discernible advantage.

Bang bang bang...

Their respective flames collided violently, causing explosions that distorted the surrounding void.

Yan Yi's flames manifested as the Three Thousand Divine Fires, held within his palm, possessing unparalleled might.

Conversely, the bald youth's flames were surprisingly unpredictable, invisible, and elusive.

That particular flame was the Ten Worlds Extinguishing and Making Fire.

"You deserve the title of Huo Boy, truly formidable," Yan Yi exclaimed. "However, despite your half-travel ancestor cultivation base, it seems somewhat unstable, making you fall into my hands."

Huo Tong's expression darkened. "As do you, a distinguished disciple of the Taixu Palace's Ming Li Dao Ancestor. Your reputation is well-earned."

A sudden frown creased Yan Yi's brow. "Huo Boy, if I recall correctly, you and Brother Xiao Yi shared a past acquaintance."

"How is it then that you find yourself his enemy now, spewing such venom?"

Indeed, Yan Yi's current adversary was none other than Huo Boy.

It was in the Blood Flame World that Huo Boy had previously contended with Xiao Yi for the Blood Demonic Flame, only to be ultimately bested by him.

Huo Boy, who was once a supremely talented disciple of the half-deng Sect Master, possessed a body imbued with the Ten Realms Extinguishing Fire.

However, over a decade ago, reports surfaced of this fiery prodigy's mysterious disappearance, leaving even his master unaware of his whereabouts.

And now, to this day, Huo Boy had unexpectedly reappeared.

Huo Boy was undeniably a formidable talent in the path of fire. With the Ten Realms Extinguishing Fire dwelling within him, it was only a matter of time before he ascended to the Extreme Supreme realm.

Admittedly, a mere decade had passed, a remarkably swift span that nearly rivaled Xiao Yi's own cultivation pace.

"Xiao Yi?" The mere utterance of the name 'Xiao Yi' contorted Huo Tong's face into a mask of fury, his killing intent erupting uncontrollably.

"Stop mentioning that name to me."

"It was he who defeated me back then, who brought me such disgrace, he who made me..."

Huo Boy's words faltered abruptly.

Made him... He suddenly found himself unable to articulate the next words.

"No, something is wrong." Huo Tong suddenly clutched his head, his expression a picture of agony. "I clearly didn't hate Xiao Yi, yet I can't help but despise him, can't help but yearn to kill him. Why... why is this happening..."

The coldness on Huo Boy's face flickered, softening for a moment before snapping back to icy severity.

Alternating between cold and soft, his expression shifted erratically.

A considerable time elapsed.

Huo Boy spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes regaining a sliver of clarity. His expression softened as he gritted his teeth and declared, "Yan Yi, return and tell Xiao Yi that something is gravely amiss. This entire space is teetering on the brink of disaster."

"Inform him that the one orchestrating everything from the shadows is..."

Before Huo Boy could finish, his face contorted once more into a visage of cold, savage hatred, radiating an overwhelming intent to kill. "Xiao Yi, I will kill that brat!"

Just then.

From afar, nine streaks of dark light hurtled through the sky.

It was the arrival of the nine Emperor Servants.

Confronted by the onslaught of the nine Emperor Servants, Huo Boy proved far less resilient than Jian Boy and Gun Boy, quickly finding himself on the defensive and narrowly escaping, grievously wounded.

Yan Yi remained rooted to the spot, a deep frown etched on his face. "What in the blazes is going on? This entire situation is far too bizarre. But where can I possibly find Xiao Yi now..."

"Damn it, I'll head to the Blood Flame Realm."

Several days subsequently passed.

Within the grand hall of the Realm Lord's Mansion in the Blood Flame Realm.

In attendance, alongside the eight Elders, were four young individuals: Yan Yi, Meng Piao Piao, Su Cheng, and Murong Lingyun.

Upon hearing the accounts of the four youths, the faces of the eight Elders registered a multitude of expressions.

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Third update.