Chapter 13376: Destroy 3 Priests

Chapter 13376: Destroy the Three Priests
There was a hint of cunning and determination in Hun Wuxu's eyes. He knew very well that in a battlefield where such powerful men were fighting, the slightest carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.

So, without hesitation, he transformed into a dark soul shadow and blended silently into the chaos around him, as if he had never existed.

Hun Wuxu knows very well that he has survived to this day thanks to his wisdom of survival at all costs, and he will never let any opportunity that threatens his life slip away easily.

Also leaving was Empress Qian Feng of the Empress Palace. She had risen from an ordinary disciple to her current status and it was not for nothing.

However, she did not flee towards the Demon-Suppressing Mansion, because she knew that if Long Yingtian won this battle, there would be no way that the Empress Palace would continue to exist, so she fled towards the Soul-Suppressing Mansion.

In the sky, the Third High Priest's expression became increasingly ugly. He stared at the Demon Soul King in front of him, who had once frightened the entire continent, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

He snorted coldly, with a hint of unwillingness and anger in his voice: "Are you really that old villain, the Demon Soul King? No, you are just one of his clones." The words of the third high priest revealed his fear of the Demon Soul King's strength, but at the same time he also tried to find a flaw in the other party's identity.

The Demon Soul King did not deny the Third Priest's guess, but just smiled faintly, that smile showed both nostalgia for the glorious past and indifference to the current situation. "What if it's a clone? Killing you is enough." His voice was calm and firm, as if he had seen through the fear and struggle in the Third Priest's heart.

Upon hearing this, the third high priest's face became even gloomier. He shouted angrily, and his voice echoed over the battlefield: "Hmph, you are old. Now is not your time. Go to hell!" As the words fell, he raised his hand and a palm. A surge of magic power surged out, turning into a dazzling palm print, carrying the power to destroy the world, and slammed towards the Demon Soul King.

"Lord Demon Soul King, be careful!" Hun Huan and Hun Yu exclaimed almost at the same time, their voices filled with anxiety and worry that could not be concealed. The two of them moved and wanted to rush forward to help, but just as they were about to take a step, they suddenly froze.

The body of the Third Priest suddenly became stiff, as if he was bound by some invisible force and could not move. His face was filled with fear, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible.

"You! How is this possible!" The Third High Priest's voice trembled, filled with fear and confusion. He could not understand why the Demon Soul King could imprison such a powerful High Priest so thoroughly with just a slight movement. He tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the invisible shackles at all.

The Demon Soul King stood there with a calm expression, as if everything was under his control. His gaze lingered on the Third Priest for a moment, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both mockery of the Third Priest's fear and confidence in his own strength.

The third high priest's heart was filled with despair. He knew very well that in front of the Demon Soul King, he was as small as an ant.

The soul technique of the Demon Soul King was too terrifying. He had no idea how he could do it. He was completely trapped in the void and could not move. He could only watch the Demon Soul King and wait for the judgment of fate.

The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone held their breath, watching this scene quietly. They knew very well that the outcome of this battle would determine the direction of the entire battlefield and would also affect the fate of countless people.

"Little kid, you don't seem to understand that I am the most powerful soul master in Bai Ze Continent, no one else. Even though I am so weak now, it is still as easy as playing to deal with you."

There was unquestionable arrogance in the words of the Demon Soul King. He slowly walked towards the three high priests. Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if he was stepping on the hearts of the three high priests, causing the latter to feel unbearable pain and fear.

The Third High Priest's face had turned pale. He could clearly feel the suffocating pressure emanating from the Demon Soul King. It was as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair. He knew very well that in front of the Demon Soul King, he was as small as an ant and had no power to resist.

"Friend? Could your friend be that Ling Xiao?" The third high priest's voice was trembling. He tried to distract the Demon Soul King's attention by asking questions and buy himself a chance of survival.

However, he could only speak now and could not do anything else. His body had been firmly imprisoned by the soul technique of the Demon Soul King and he could not move.

The Demon Soul King stopped and turned his head slightly, looking at the three high priests with eyes full of mockery and disdain.

“That’s right, young friend Ling Xiao is my old friend regardless of age difference. He and I are like brothers. Don’t you accept that?” The Demon Soul King spoke with a sinister smile. That smile contained both mockery of the fear of the three high priests and pride in the deep friendship between himself and Ling Xiao.

"No, no, no, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" There was an obvious tremor in the voice of the third high priest. He no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before. At this moment, he actually begged for mercy from the Demon Soul King in front of countless people.

His face was filled with fear and despair, and his eyes, which once sparkled with cunning, were now filled with pleading and pity.

This scene frightened everyone present. They had never seen such a dramatic reversal. Those who once stood in awe of the Holy Temple were also stunned. They could not believe that the people of the Holy Temple would fawn on others when they saw a being more powerful than them. They had no dignity at all.

The Demon Soul King looked at the three high priests coldly, without any sympathy or pity in his eyes. He shook his head slowly, as if he felt sorry for the stupidity of the three high priests.

"It's useless. You have violated my bottom line." The Demon Soul King's voice was low and powerful. Every word was like a hammer, hitting the heart of the third high priest.

After saying this, the Demon Soul King slowly placed his hand on the heads of the three high priests.

At that moment, a flash of despair and unwillingness flashed across the eyes of the Third Priest. He wanted to struggle and resist, but it was too late. The palm of the Demon Soul King seemed to contain infinite power. After a moment, the life fire of the Third Priest was completely extinguished.

"I'll give this thing to you, you may need it." The Demon Soul King glanced at Ling Xiao, his tone filled with an unquestionable determination.

After saying that, he threw the body of the Third Priest to Ling Xiao as if he was throwing away garbage. Ling Xiao caught the body and looked at the Demon Soul King with complicated eyes. In his heart, he was in awe of the Demon Soul King's strength, and also felt sad for the tragic end of the Third Priest.