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Chapter 381: Soul Body! (3)
Translator: Hcnyce Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“You’re just a Blood Martial Realm cultivator, but you have such shocking speed and can release a pressure that ignores realms. You even know about Life Spirit… You’re not an ordinary Blood Martial Realm cultivator.” The thin man floated up from the ground. He opened his palm. He aimed his entire palm at Xiao Shi. ‘T believe that killing you will be a good gain.’1
In an instant, an indescribable terrifying crisis was like a surging wave that wanted to swallow Xiao Shi. This crisis was unprecedentedly intense. It made Xiao Shi feel that no matter how he struggled and used any methods, he would definitely die.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn fact, he did not know that after reaching rhe other party’s cultivation level, even if his physical body died, there would still be souls. If he had known this earlier, he would not have thought of adding fuel to the fire.
The reason why he could sense that the other party was not dead was because he did not see the other party drop any items. There was only one possibility for such a situation to happen.
The other party was not dead!
Therefore, he retreated decisively at the first moment. Even though he had already sensed that something was wrong, it was still difficult to escape from the other party. Previously, he was restrained by his body, preventing the thin man from attacking. Now that he no longer had a physical body, he could attack without any worries.
Buzz!
The thin man raised his hand and pressed it down on Xiao Shi. It let out a sharp whistle that crushed the air. Although rhe attack he used was not the killing move that injured the six people of the Swift Shadow Palace previously, this attack was already enough to kill Xiao Shi. He was nor afraid that Xiao Shi would defend against this.
Even if Xiao Shi s strength was extraordinary, he was only in the Blood Martial Realm and did not have the power of the soul. No matter how strong his physical defense was, it could not withstand soul-level attacks.
Even if Xiao Shi touched and canceled it through his own attack, they would not be able to touch his soul attack due to rhe difference in strength. He was not afraid that Xiao Shi would dodge with his own speed.
Once a soul attack was locked onto, there was no way to dodge. It could be said that under his soul attack, even if Xiao Shi was a comprehensive warrior with attack, defense, and speed, he would still die.
This was the difference in rhe cultivation realm!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBoom!
There was a low, muffled sound. It exploded between Xiao Shi and the thin man. The thin man’s expression changed. He realized that his soul attack had not hit the other party. Instead, it struck a huge figure that appeared out of thin air between him and Xiao Shi.
It was a huge body covered in blood-colored armor and a helmet. There was a cross mark on the helmet, but inside the helmet was a huge dark soul. There was a tall warhorse under it, and the entire warhorse was covered in blood-colored armor.
The sudden appearance of this soul body stunned the thin man. The soul attack he unleashed struck the blood-colored armor of the soul in front of him.
Although it was forced to take a few steps back, Xiao Shi, who was behind the Blood Armor Soul, was unscathed. The soul covered in the blood-colored armor raised its head slightly. The blood-colored helmet was dark and had no face or facial features, it locked onto the soul of the thin man in front of him.
it raised its hand. Streams of black gas continuously whistled out from its hand and gathered on its raised palm, it condensed into a huge pitch-black spear..