mesbooks Chapter 130 Sword Soul Hall? They're nothing but a bunch of frogs in a well.
Chapter 130 Sword Soul Hall? They're nothing but a bunch of frogs in a well.
Before long, the two people speeding through the air left the territory of the Tianluo Dynasty and headed towards the more prosperous Central Plains.
The effeminate man naturally knew that Lin Hanzhou was intentionally taking him somewhere.
But after several attempts, he was still unable to stop the other party.
He didn't try to stop them anymore, but followed closely behind.
In his view, no matter what tricks the other party tries to play, it will be completely useless no matter who comes to their aid.
On this barren lower continent, no one can stop him yet.
The opponent has been fleeing with all their might, so their divine energy must be being depleted very quickly.
Moreover, there's the cost of that forbidden technique waiting to be settled.
Ultimately, it will definitely be the other side that can't hold on any longer.
That will be the end for them.
Unfortunately, although his idea was wonderful, it was destined to be impossible to realize.
Because the two of them had now arrived in the central region of the Sword Soul Continent—Zhongzhou!
Lin Hanzhou stopped his escape.
He glanced down at the enormous city below, a city more prosperous and magnificent than any he had ever seen.
This city is the headquarters of the Sword Soul Hall, and the exclusive flag of the Sword Soul Hall flies over the city.
Lin Hanzhou knew that he had reached his intended location and it was time to close the net.
The effeminate man following closely behind revealed a ferocious smile when he saw Lin Hanzhou suddenly stop.
Clearly, he assumed that the other party had exhausted their spiritual energy and was no longer able to escape.
"Run? Why did you stop running?"
"Where can you run to now?!"
"If you kneel down now and kowtow to me a few times..."
"Perhaps I'll take pity on you and let you die a quick death. Do you want to try?"
The effeminate man resumed his previous arrogant demeanor.
However, Lin Hanzhou acted as if he hadn't heard the other person at all.
He simply raised his head quietly, pointed to the Sword Soul Hall, which stood majestically above the clouds, as magnificent as a divine kingdom, and slowly spoke:
"Do you know? That's the Sword Soul Hall, the strongest force on this continent."
Upon hearing this, the effeminate man's face was full of sarcasm.
"Sword Soul Hall? The number one power on the Sword Soul Continent? They're nothing but a bunch of frogs in a well."
"Do you really expect the Sword Soul Hall to come to your rescue?"
"These insignificant, ant-like natives?"
The effeminate man appeared to be seriously injured, but in reality, he had already recovered from all his injuries by taking elixirs during the chase.
The damage to the soul caused by the soul needles cannot be completely healed in a short period of time.
Apart from that, he is currently in almost full condition.
This time, he was especially wary of Lin Hanzhou's elusive soul attack methods.
While this method is powerful, it is not that scary if it is specifically guarded against.
He had completely seized control of Lin Hanzhou's only chance to turn the tide.
That's what gives him the right to be so arrogant.
Lin Hanzhou continued to ignore the effeminate man's mockery.
He simply stared at the Sword Soul Palace high in the sky, lost in thought.
The effeminate man, who had been ignored all along, finally snapped.
How dare they treat me like a fish on a chopping board?!
That's just asking for trouble!
He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at Lin Hanzhou's neck.
However, at that very moment...
A terrifying spatial fluctuation emanated from above their heads.
Suddenly, the clouds above their heads parted, revealing a deep blue spatial vortex.
A middle-aged man with an imposing and dignified appearance stepped out of the vortex of space, his feet treading on the void.
He was clad in silver-white dragon-patterned armor, with an ancient, silver-white longsword tucked at his waist.
He was none other than the strongest person in the Sword Soul Continent today—the "Silver Sword Master" Luo Ande!
The moment the other party appeared, the previously arrogant and effeminate man immediately stopped his attack.
His brows furrowed, alarm bells blaring in his mind, as he stared at the man who had torn through space before him, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He felt an unprecedented pressure emanating from the other person.
The other party made no attempt to conceal their aura, and with his discerning eye, he naturally recognized it at first glance.
The middle-aged man before them was already stronger than the sixth rank, with one foot already in the legendary seventh rank.
This is a powerful being who is halfway to the seventh level!
The effeminate man was sizing up Luo Ande at the same time.
Luo Ande's sharp, hawk-like eyes swept over the two people present.
He had already sentenced the two to death in his heart.
Daring to cause such a commotion near the Sword Soul Hall, you are already courting death.
Ultimately, his gaze settled on the effeminate man.
"I just heard you say that the Sword Soul Hall is a frog in a well, an ant, is that right?"
Luo Ande spoke coldly, his tone chilling to the bone.
He clearly hadn't expected that someone would publicly insult the Sword Soul Hall, especially right at the Sword Soul Hall headquarters.
That's like holding a lantern in the toilet—it's suicidal.
Faced with Luo Ande's aggressive questioning, the effeminate man, though fearful, still forced himself to remain calm.
"It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. I apologize to you, fellow Daoist, for my rudeness just now."
Clearly, the effeminate man had backed down; he seemed to really not want to be enemies with Roand.
Although he was arrogant and looked down on the indigenous people, he was not stupid.
If you encounter someone who's not to be trifled with, you definitely won't provoke them.
"Misunderstanding? Then cutting you with my sword right now would also be a misunderstanding."
As he said this, Luo Ande smiled contemptuously, not taking the effeminate man seriously at all.
Immediately, he lightly swung his silver-white longsword, unleashing a space-tearing slash towards the effeminate man.
The effeminate man dared not be careless and immediately used all his strength to create a blood-red protective shield to defend himself.
"Click!"
The sword energy struck the shield, producing a crisp sound, and the blood-red shield shattered almost instantly.
The effeminate man's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected Luo Ande's casual strike to be so terrifying.
Lin Hanzhou, who was standing nearby, was secretly shocked as he watched this scene.
This Luo Ander is truly terrifying; even a casual strike possesses astonishing power.
However, this also confirms one thing.
Luo Ande and the effeminate man attacked each other upon meeting, clearly indicating that they did not know each other.
It seems that the other party is unaware of the existence of the Blood Soul Holy Land, nor of the eighth-rank figure behind it all.
This is good; it's one of the better outcomes he had anticipated.
If these two are in cahoots and team up to kill him upon meeting, then he will have no choice but to reveal his final trump card.