Chapter 707: Soul Dissolution (First Update)

  The only true information released by the Xuanling government is that the demons have indeed stopped attacking. According to our people who received news from within the demon tribe, this time's military campaign against the three southwestern provinces was not a directive issued by the demon tribe's headquarters, but rather due to the consecutive three-year drought and the upcoming Sacred Festival, the four major tribes of the demon tribe had private activities, so far they have not collected enough sacred festival offerings.

  Without noticing Zhong Yin's expression, Old Xia took a look at Lu Jin's expression and didn't stop him. Old Xia understood that Lu Jin was going to let Zhong Yin know some of their true strength, in order to pave the way for making Zhong Yin one of their own in the future. So Old Xia explained in more detail the reason why the demon tribe attacked the Xuanling Kingdom.

  "So they're going to continue attacking the city?!"

  Zong Yin was surprised that Lu Jin and others were also in the demon clan, but at this time he had no time to consider other things. What he was more worried about was whether the Jiuhuang City would be breached. Although he didn't know what the so-called Holy Sacrifice was, Zong Yin heard that it required a large number of sacrifices, and the demon clan hadn't gathered these sacrifices yet. Under the pressure of famine and the Holy Sacrifice, they attacked human territory and plundered resources.

  "It's not necessarily the case, according to reliable sources, that the demon tribe stopped in their tracks because the demon tribe headquarters issued a decree, ordering the four tribes to return to their respective territories within three days. The leaders of the four major demon tribes have been arguing for two days now and still haven't reached a conclusion. Now it's just a matter of whether these untamed guys have the guts to defy the orders of the demon tribe headquarters. If they do, then we're in trouble..."

  Lao Xia waved his hand, expressed his own opinion, and became more and more pleased as he spoke, as if he couldn't wait for the four tribes of the demon clan to disobey the headquarters' orders and continue attacking the Xuanling Kingdom. By the end, Lao Xia's mouth was even curled up in a sly smile.

  "Cough, don't worry, Brother Zong Yin. The four tribes wouldn't dare to go against the verdict of the demon tribe's headquarters. If nothing unexpected happens, the demon tribe will withdraw their troops tomorrow."

  Unfortunately, before Old Xia could finish speaking, Lu Jindry coughed twice, indicating that Old Xia should stop there. The remaining things were not suitable for Zong Yin to know. Although Lu Jin had a 70% assurance of making Zong Yin his own person, after all, he was not yet his own person.

  Zong Yinyu remained silent, not particularly interested in the things left behind by Old Xia, anyway it had nothing to do with him. On the other hand, Lu Jin's words made Zong Yinyu feel slightly more at ease, and since night was approaching, he didn't linger any longer either. After bidding farewell to Lu Jin and asking him to keep an eye on the situation in Jiuhuan City when he had time, he returned to his training room.

  If only tomorrow he can break through one thousand strands of soul power, reaching one thousand strands is absolutely a qualitative leap, whether it's in terms of control over soul power, the intensity of the spirit, or when upgrading, the strengthening ability of the physical body.

  What's more important is that Zong Yin can form a Central Willstone, unlocking the threat of the Soul Devouring Demonic Species!

  While Zong Yin returned to the training room, the meeting of the leaders of the four tribes of the demon clan, only three miles away from the Ninth Ring City, had just ended.

  "Go back and inform the State Preceptor and the Demon King that the four tribes of wolves, bears, tigers, and snakes are willing to follow the will of our king, and tomorrow we will return to our respective tribal lands."

  The wolf king with a pair of green triangular eyes spoke indifferently to the demon tribe's herald who came to deliver the verdict, and then turned around with the other three demon kings to head towards their respective tents. The herald received an accurate response and didn't linger, flapping his brown wings behind him as he soared into the sky, disappearing into the cloudy horizon.

  "Hmph, we're indeed going back tomorrow, but only after making a big haul! Pass down the order, launch a forced attack on the city tomorrow, and withdraw the entire army by dusk!"

  Tiger-backed bear waist, on the forehead of a "Wang" word tiger king, glanced at the already flying away messenger, cold hummed, loudly announced.

  The other three demon kings looked at each other and smiled. This was the countermeasure they had come up with: retreat within three days? No problem, plunder and leave immediately.

  "I'm afraid that even if we plundered the Mystic Armor City and the Nine-Ringed City, we still wouldn't have enough for the sacred offering..."

  A bear king with a horizontal scar above one eye, had just smiled, but his brow furrowed again. Years of drought had left their food in short supply, still far from the minimum standard for the Sacred Offering, even if they added the Nine-Ringed City and the Mysterious Armor City.

  "When we retreat, bring back all the women from those nine small towns and exchange them with other tribes. By then, the tribute will be complete."

  Two slanted eyes revealed a hint of cold light, the snake king's mouth corner carried a sly smile, and said lightly.

  The bear king slapped his forehead and suddenly realized that in the midst of the four demon kings' strange smiles, night was gradually shrouding the earth.

  After a good night's rest, Zong Yin tried his best to put his physical condition in the best state. The queen bee had undergone such a long transformation, and Zong Yin didn't know if he could withstand its toxin. However, judging from yesterday's situation, perhaps Zong Yin would die in that despair or be directly dissolved by the queen bee's toxin. Either way, it was not what Zong Yin wanted to see.

  Even if Zong Yin knew that there was a great possibility of these two situations arising, he would not give up, as he had always said, he had no way out.

  The queen bee's venom is getting stronger every day, if it can't withstand today, there will be even less reason to hold on tomorrow. Wanting to cultivate soul power with one's own strength, it's probably impossible to form a strand of soul power in just five or six days. Zong Yin's soul condensation degree is indeed much higher than others, and Zong Yin doesn't have that much time to waste.

  On the thirteenth day, which was supposed to be the last day, Zong Yin no longer had the mood to play dodgeball with the queen bee. He sat on the ground with his back tightly against the wall, biting a towel in his mouth beforehand, and nodded at the queen bee who was carefully perched on his shoulder.

  The queen bee hesitated for a moment, and did not disobey Zong Yin's order. She stretched out a poisonous stinger and stabbed it into Zong Yin's arm. In an instant, a soul toxin spread throughout Zong Yin's body. Zong Yin bit the towel in his mouth tightly, his occipital bone stuck to the wall, trembling constantly. This terrifying pain was even more intense than what he had endured before. The soul that was locked by the soul chain suddenly let out a roar, causing the soul chain on his entire body to emit a series of intense vibrations.

  Zong Yin's soul let out a brief howl, and his soul suddenly became like melted plastic, quickly going limp. What was even worse was that the already limp soul couldn't maintain its limp state, and instead began to disperse like blood dissolving in water, clearly unable to withstand the queen bee's toxin! His soul is dissipating!

  "Why!"

  Zong Yin let out a furious roar! He was unwilling to accept it, and unexpectedly, in the end, he still failed to withstand the queen bee's toxin, causing his soul to gradually disperse.

  Past events flashed through Zong Yin's mind like fleeting clouds, until now he realized that the past he had always wanted to return to was still hazy and unclear. The faces in his memories were also vague, like flowers seen through mist, impossible to discern their features.

  Instead, the images of Zhao Yajing, Zong Yue, Yang Jun, Hei Sen, Fan Lao Ren and Lu Jin became clearer in his mind, and finally, the little loli with a scar on her forehead appeared, with that stinky Golden Monkey seemingly standing on her shoulder.

  Zong Yin smiled wryly and thought that he could only go this far, hoping that Hun Yu would find a way back. The phrase "dying in a foreign land" seemed to be describing himself.

  Under the effect of the venomous despair brought by that queen bee's poison, Zong Yin gradually gave up hope.

  Suddenly a black mist seeped out of Zonghui's head, and the mysterious black shadow appeared in front of him again after several months.

  "Huh? Using the queen bee's venom to rapidly increase your soul power? You're quite determined, I must say. I was wondering why the Soul Lock Chain was making such a big commotion, and it turns out you couldn't withstand the queen bee's venom after all. Do you want me to save you? People who are cruel to themselves tend to be even more ruthless towards their enemies. If you were to grow up, wouldn't I be in trouble? What if you turn out to be like those damned wolf cubs, refusing to listen and running wild everywhere? Wouldn't my years of planning all go down the drain?"

  Heiying glanced at the queen bee, who was trembling with fear under his own powerful aura, and immediately understood what was going on with Zongyin. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to save Zongyin's life again, but then thought of how last time he had saved him, Zongyin's first reaction was to attack him. Years of caution made him worry that Zongyin might betray him in the future, and an enemy who was ruthless towards oneself was the most troublesome kind of enemy.

  "Never mind, I'll spare your life until the Soul-Sealing Order is repaired. The position of Jiuhuang City is too important. Besides, with the Soul-Locking Chain's restraint, it's not easy to kill you at all? Can this make me, the king, look like a fool again? If you're still as dishonest as last time, I won't hesitate to take your life."

  But this hesitation was dispelled when he thought of his plans for these years and the soul lock chain that bound Zonghui's soul. A black soul fluctuation emerged from Heiying's hand, like ripples in water, spreading out in circles.

  Zong Yin's soul, which was originally melting away, suddenly seemed to be burning plastic that had been poured into a coolant, instantly stopping its melting trend and slowly regenerating. The part of his soul that had previously dispersed re-condensed with an even thicker consistency than before, so even if the Queen Bee's venom were to strike again, it would have no effect on him.

  Zong Yin's soul returned to normal, and he woke up with it. When he saw the black shadow, he looked surprisingly calm, no longer as excited as before, but the deep fingernails embedded in his palm betrayed his true thoughts.