Chapter 1506 - 1500

Chapter 1506: Chapter 1500

The Martial Soul was a Gray Wolf King, with grayish-white fur, long fangs, and limbs with elegant lines, resembling a small calf.

The Gray Wolf King tore apart the castrated ghost and picked up the little fox in its mouth.

It was somewhat puzzled, examining the little fox.

The little fox was bound by Ghost Power, curled up into a ball, looking rather pitiful.

The Gray Wolf King let out a beastly roar, seeming to reassure the little fox not to be afraid.

The little fox was so angry it almost spat blood.

The Fox Pill, if only it hadn’t lost the Fox Pill, how could it be looked down upon by a Martial Soul.

"Damn mercenaries! Today, I will swallow you alive."

Hua Yaorou’s hand was burned beyond recognition, covered in blisters.

She cherished her hands greatly, but today two members of the Human Clan destroyed one of her jade-like hands, making her furious.

She heard the sound of creeping flesh, as a strong surge of Ghost Energy enveloped the injured hand.

From the burned, disfigured flesh, a ghost claw emerged.

On that ghost claw, the wound had already disappeared.

The Gray Wolf King, seeing something was wrong, grabbed the little fox and ran.

"Where are you going!"

The knuckles of the ghost claw were deathly white, and the sharp nails flashed like blade edges.

Within the ghost claw, a middle finger hooked.

A gust of yin wind arose from the ground.

The yin wind was as sharp as a blade, attacking the Gray Wolf King.

The Gray Wolf King was fast, but no match for the speed of the yin wind.

Half of its body was swept up by the yin wind.

The Gray Wolf King roared in anger, tossing the little fox away.

Its powerful hind legs kicked hard, but the yin wind, as fast as a blur, in a couple of swipes, like a meat grinder, severed the hind legs of the Gray Wolf King.

"Gray Wolf King! Retreat!"

A figure swiftly rushed in.

Tu Suxuan saw his Martial Soul had been cut off at the legs, both angry and anxious, he quickly withdrew his Martial Soul, his fists filled with True Qi, when suddenly he heard multiple thudding sounds, as many waves of fist wind struck at the yin wind.

The yin wind was the same that Hu Jie’s mercenaries had encountered earlier.

Clearly, the yin wind was not naturally occurring, obviously set by Hua Yaorao to obstruct intruders from collecting Spiritual Wisdom Grass.

In the blink of an eye, the yin wind engulfed Tu Suxuan.

He quickly picked up the little fox and protected it in his arms.

The little fox was taken aback, glancing at the somewhat coarse but undeniably meticulous man before him.

The man’s lower body was stable, like a stone pillar, firmly anchored to the ground.

He cradled the little fox in his arms, his expression solemn.

Both fists faced the yin wind, the wind fiercely tearing at Tu Suxuan’s garments, causing them to rip open.

The yin wind, like blades, carved blood-red streaks across his body.

Yet he did not let out a single groan.

"Quite the sturdy one, having met me, consider it your fortune, come with me back to the Underground Ghost Palace to enjoy."

Seeing the yin wind tear apart Tu Suxuan’s clothing, revealing his robust chest, Hua Yaorao laughed coquettishly.

She fancied handsome men, both delicate and masculine, they were all to her taste.

The yin wind turned into a vortex, Tu Suxuan’s expression changed.

Beneath his feet, he was directly swept up by the yin wind.

The yin wind hoisted him, about to send him flying towards Hua Yaorao’s ghost claw.

Oh no!

Beads of cold sweat suddenly dripped from Tu Suxuan’s forehead.

He definitely didn’t want to become the Ghost King’s villa consort!

"Brother, retreat!"

Xin Lin’s voice suddenly sounded.

Both the little fox and Tu Suxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Several fireballs hurtled towards the ghost claw, aiming to hit it.