Chapter 67: Martial Soul

  Shen Xiang burned the bodies of Song Nanming and others with fire, but what surprised him was that after the big fire, everything turned to ashes, but a two-foot-long golden light strip remained.

  "What is this?" Shen Xiang said in confusion, then told Bai Youyou and Su Meiyao.

  Only Su Mei Yao and Bai Youyou were seen wearing black clothes, with a black hood on their heads, running out of the storage ring. They did this so that others wouldn't see their faces.

  "Could it be Wu Soul?" Bai Youyou's icy voice was tinged with a hint of surprise.

  Su Mei Yao leaned down and gently stroked with her hand, saying affirmatively: "That's right, it's a Martial Soul!"

  "What is Wu Soul?" Shen Xiang had never heard of such a thing before.

  "It's just something with a unique quality, we can't really put it into words! In short, it's born from the true energy, and also nurtured by heaven and earth. If you're an Ice Martial Soul, after merging it with your arm, your fire-attributed true energy will transform into icy true energy through the Ice Martial Soul in your arm." Su Mei Yao said.

  Shen Xiang was shocked and said, "Then if someone who can't release the true fire of Qi were to merge their arm with a Fire Martial Soul, wouldn't they be able to release the true fire of Qi perfectly?"

  Bai Youyou said: "That's right, so this martial soul is extremely precious, it's just that I don't know what attribute this martial soul is."

  Shen Xiang had never heard of such a miraculous thing before, which was extremely rare, but why did Song Nanming have it?

  "The Martial Spirit is not very meaningful to you, as you can already freely release the Five Elements True Energy. You might as well keep it and sell it, perhaps you can exchange it for some good things." Su Mei Yao took out a small jade bottle, activated the Taiji Divine Technique, generating suction power, and sucked the Martial Spirit into it.

  "This seems to be a fire-attribute martial soul, it should be someone who has been cultivating fire-attribute true energy for many years and unexpectedly gave birth to it in an unexpected situation. This is not something that anyone can cultivate, it seems that Song Nanming accidentally obtained it and merged it into his body, but he doesn't know how to use it." Su Meiyao said, now she could feel the heat of that martial soul.

  Shen Xiang rushed towards the Windy Mountain in the morning, killing Song Nanming and obtaining the "Dragon Extinction Technique" as well as the "Martial Soul", this gain can be said to be extremely great.

  Shen Xiang asked Su Mei Yao in the ring with his divine sense: "Mei Yao sister, can you tell me about Wu Soul? Am I really unable to use it?"

  Su Mei Yao said, "Of course not. There are many types of Wu Souls, apart from elemental Wu Souls, there are also some beast Wu Souls condensed by other demons and beasts, which is extremely rare. What's useful to you should be the Fire Soul! It can change the properties of flames, making them have various characteristics, which is very useful for alchemists."

  "The soul of fire is very rare, I only know that my master has it so far, and no one else has ever seen it, but I've also heard that a few strong people have it." Su Meiyao said.

  Shen Xiang was secretly shocked, and from Su Mei Yao's mouth, he learned that those who possessed this Fire Soul were all powerful forces!

  Ranfeng Mountain, a not very high but large stone mountain, with many houses built on the highest point, and a magnificent palace-style building on top of the mountain. Shen Xiang did not expect that such a place would gather such a large-scale dark force.

  Shen Xiang secretly admired his father, who had the strength of an eighth-level martial artist and dared to create such a large dark force on his own, killing many important figures.

  At the foot of the mountain, many people were patrolling due to Shen Tianhu's previous intrusion. As a result, the Lu Feng Mountain had become even more heavily guarded. However, for Shen Xiang, it didn't make much difference. His old man had already killed off quite a few high-ranking officials in the past, so now he would only find it easier.

  Shen Xiang already knew the ferocity of the Jiu Du Gang, which was to use that kind of poisonous hidden weapon. As long as he could defend himself well, there was nothing to fear about the Jiu Du Gang at all.

  Earlier, Shen Xiang was attacked by tens of thousands of hidden weapons from all sides, but nothing happened. These hidden weapons were useless against him.

  One of the Jiǔ Dú gang members saw Shen Xiang suddenly emerge from the mountain forest, immediately drew out the large knife at his waist and shouted loudly: "Who goes there?"

  "Shen Xiang!"

  The Jiudu Gang saw this handsome young man speaking, and a burst of murderous aura exploded, they couldn't help but be terrified. They didn't doubt at all, the young man in front of them was indeed the rumored Shen Xiang!

  Shen Xiang's eyes gleamed with a murderous aura as he swept his gaze over them. Suddenly, the people from the Jiu Du Gang rapidly waved their hands, and countless large and small steel needles shot out from their palms, shimmering with a cold light under the sunlight.

  Just like Shen Xiang thought, most of the Jiudu Gang members would use this hidden weapon. If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would find it difficult to defend against and could be easily killed by these people.

  But to Shen Xiang, this was not harmful at all. He raised an eyebrow, and a wave of scorching aura burst out from his body, forming a protective shield that wrapped around him, freezing the steel needles in place.

  Shen Xiang gazed at the sharp steel needles, a cold smile spreading across his face. He released a powerful divine sense, controlling the countless steel needles, causing them to turn around and point towards the people of the Jiu Du Gang.

  "It can't be easy for you to create these things, and yet you're giving them away!" Shen Xiang sneered, as countless steel needles shot out like a rainstorm towards the Jiudu Bang members.

  Those Jiudu Bang people hadn't reacted yet, countless large and small steel needles had pierced their bodies, making them look like hedgehogs.

  Next, Shen Xiang saw a scene that made his scalp numb. About 40 or 50 people not far from him were pierced by the steel needles and suddenly turned black all over their bodies. These people let out miserable screams, then their bodies slowly melted away, finally turning into black blood.

  The blood water was full of intense poison, not only did it melt the clothes on their bodies, but also slowly dissolved the stones and steel needles beside them, showing how terrifying this toxin was.

  "This Jiudu Gang cannot stay!" Shen Xiang frowned and said, releasing a large flame to burn away the blood water containing severe poison, then rushed up to the top of the mountain.

  Just now, when Shen Xiang and the people of Jiu Du Help fought, a burst of bell sounds came from the top of the mountain. Shen Xiang knew he had been discovered, but he still rushed towards the top of the mountain.

  When he arrived at the mountaintop, there was unexpectedly no one around. As he entered the grand palace, he saw that the spacious and luxurious hall inside was filled with people in black clothes. Suddenly, a large group appeared behind him, surrounding him, numbering over a thousand!

  "Your father is dead!" A white-haired dwarf came out and asked in a very unpleasant voice.

  "Not yet, I'm still doing well!" Shen Xiang replied calmly, which made the short and ugly old man's eyes suddenly widen. Shen Xiang was certain that this old man must be the leader of the Jiu Du Gang.

  "Hmph, since that's the case, why are you still coming to send yourself to death?" The Ninth Poison Guild Master said coldly, his gaze at Shen Xiang was as if he was looking at a dead man.

  "I'm not here to die, I'm here to take your life." Shen Xiang said solemnly, with a serious face.