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"That Hall of Souls Protector’s method of attack... I feel like it has already deviated from the scope of Dou Techniques and Dou Qi," Xian’er suddenly said.
She tilted her head slightly, recalling that strange black chain. A hint of hesitation appeared on her face.
Xian’er herself was also an alchemist, so she knew very well that while soul forms couldn’t use Dou Qi, likewise, Dou Qi’s damage to soul forms would also be relatively reduced.
But when that bizarre energy chain wrapped around the Dou Huang soul form earlier, the reaction was as intense as ice meeting a blazing fire—far too extreme.
After all, it wasn’t Heavenly Flame.
Yet that black chain’s effect on the soul form seemed comparable to that of a Heavenly Flame.
"Mhm." Qing Lin also nodded and analyzed, "His way of attacking is indeed different from ordinary people. That’s probably why soul forms in his hands are like infants—hardly any resistance at all, right?"
"That should be a soul technique," Wei Yang said. "Soul techniques, like Dou Techniques, are forms of offensive methods. Dou Techniques are powered by Dou Qi, while soul techniques are powered by soul force. They’re much rarer, more bizarre, and more terrifying—methods specifically targeting the soul." Follow current novels on novel·fire·net
"Soul techniques, huh?" Both girls nodded thoughtfully.
"Most of the Protectors in the Hall of Souls are soul forms—neither human nor ghost," Wei Yang sneered. "Once my Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame matures, I’ll let them understand what true cruelty means!"
"Mm." The two girls both nodded with smiles.
Currently, the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame was only at the low-level Dou Huang level. If unleashed at full power, its might could rival a peak Dou Huang, but it was still a bit low.
Of course, Wei Yang’s current realm being too low was a primary factor.
If Wei Yang reached the Dou Zong level and then used the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame, with its unique properties, dealing with those minor Protectors from the Hall of Souls would be as easy as wiping out dozens in a second.
"Speaking of soul techniques..."
Wei Yang’s consciousness sank into his storage ring.
Inside the spacious ring, a small jade bottle was quietly placed on a wooden rack.
Inside this little jade bottle rested the sleeping soul of a Dou Zun expert—and it was even at the Spirit Realm Soul level!
The soul technique Wei Yang longed for was in the hands of this You Hun Zun Zhe, and not just one technique either.
Based on estimation, the level of You Hun Zun Zhe’s soul techniques would definitely not be low—at least far superior to those standard soul techniques used by the Protectors of the Hall of Souls.
This, Wei Yang had personally experienced.
A hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.
Once he found a place to settle down, he would immediately begin refining Soul-Nurturing Liquid to awaken You Hun Zun Zhe and force the soul techniques out of him.
Now that You Hun Zun Zhe had fallen into his hands, Wei Yang had no worry at all that he wouldn’t get what he wanted.
On the horizon ahead...
At the edge of the monotonous black plains, a patch of lush green finally began to appear.
This meant they were about to leave the oppressive Great Plains of the Black Region and officially enter the Black-Corner Region.
Du Jiao was incredibly fast. Though it seemed to fly slowly, its actual traveling speed was astonishing.
Before long, they had left the range of the Great Plains of the Black Region.
After flying for about another half hour, just as the sky was about to go completely dark, they crossed a stretch of continuous mountains.
And the moment they flew past the mountain ridge, the view ahead suddenly opened up.
On the ground ahead, at the foot of the mountains, a massive city built entirely from pitch-black boulders slowly revealed its vague and towering outline, coming into their sight.
As the distance closed, they could see that around the four city gates of the black stone city, countless tiny black dots, like ants, were converging into long lines and flooding into the massive gaping dark mouths of the city.
"That ahead is Black Seal City, under the jurisdiction of a force in the Black-Corner Region known as the Eight Gates. It’s considered one of the top ten major powers here," Wei Yang said with a smile.
The two girls both nodded with smiles, gazing curiously toward the giant city ahead.
During their days on the road, Wei Yang had occasionally given them basic explanations about the Black-Corner Region.
Things like the major factions, and the Black Ranking, were all part of their growing understanding.
The so-called Black Ranking was essentially a power ranking of local experts within the Black-Corner Region.
And the Eight Gates, which governed Black Seal City, were one of the oldest powers in the region—immensely powerful.
The leader, Yuan Yi, was someone whose strength could even rank within the top ten of the Black Ranking.
For example, the Medicine Emperor Han Feng, with his peak Dou Huang strength and the assistance of a Heavenly Flame, was ranked third on the Black Ranking.
As they flew forward, the distance between Wei Yang’s group and Black Seal City was rapidly closing.
Wei Yang calculated the time in his mind.
According to the original plot, there was still a little over a month before that auction held in Black Seal City — the one where the Three Thousand Lightning Movement, a Tier 7 pill Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill, and a fragment of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map would appear.
So, he directly told Du Jiao, "Keep going. No need to stop."
Du Jiao let out a light cry and nodded.
Then, with a swing of its tail, it swiftly bypassed Black Seal City and continued flying toward the central region of the Black-Corner Region.
Because they were several hundred meters above ground, and the sky was gradually darkening, no one in Black Seal City noticed a Dou Zong-class magic beast flying silently overhead.
They traveled through the night.
Finally, as the morning sun rose on the second day...
Wei Yang and his group arrived at their destination — the area near Jia Nan Academy.
"All right, Du Jiao, stop here," Wei Yang slowly opened his eyes from meditation and spoke calmly.
He casually scanned the surrounding terrain, comparing it with the map in his mind, and confirmed that they were now very close to Jia Nan Academy.
Within a hundred-mile radius of Jia Nan Academy, flying without permission was strictly forbidden. Violators would be attacked by the academy’s law enforcement team.
Hearing Wei Yang’s command, Du Jiao, which had been soaring at high speed, quickly came to a halt in midair.
At this moment, Xian’er and Qing Lin also opened their eyes.
"Brother Yang, are we there yet?" Xian’er asked.
"Mm." Wei Yang stood up and gazed into the distance. In the gap between two towering mountains far ahead, he could faintly make out a small, barely visible town.
Not far below them, a winding yellow dirt road extended toward that direction, leading straight to the town.
Wei Yang raised his hand and pointed toward the faintly visible town, smiling as he said, "That place is the junction between Jia Nan Academy and the outside world — Peace Town."
"Peace Town... In a chaotic place like the Black-Corner Region, giving it that name is really... kind of strange," Qing Lin tilted her head and remarked.
As they crossed into this area, the ominous and ferocious aura that seemed to permeate the air of the Black-Corner Region noticeably dissipated.
It was as if they had left hell and entered the mortal world.
Wei Yang smiled freely and flipped his hand, pulling out a map to search the surrounding area.
He was looking for a suitable place to settle down.
Because of Jia Nan Academy’s presence, the cities around it were all relatively small in scale.
Those cities were typically occupied by minor forces or characters. Even the strongest among them were likely only Da Dou Shi-level — already considered top-tier here.
This area served as a buffer zone between Jia Nan Academy and the major powers.
All the big factions tacitly agreed not to extend their influence into this zone recklessly, lest they provoke Jia Nan Academy’s displeasure.
Thus, this region had become one where "in a mountain without a tiger, monkeys proclaim themselves kings."
These backwater, remote little places rarely drew attention from any power — even the Protectors from Soul Hall didn’t seem interested in casting their gaze here.
It was the perfect example of "hidden under the lamp" — an overlooked place under one’s very nose.
And this... was precisely why Wei Yang had chosen it.
His finger traced across the nearby cities on the map.
Eventually, it stopped on an inconspicuous little city marked as Qingshan City.
The eyes of the two girls also landed on the name.
A gentle smile and a trace of nostalgia appeared in Xian’er’s eyes.
The name was just one character different from Qingshan Town.
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