Invincible Soul Emperor

Huan Xinghe hadn’t expected Ye Qingchen to find a way to deal with the Mudhead Monsters, a menace that had given countless martial artists headaches.

”Chen Qingye, don’t think you can defeat the Mudhead Monsters just like that. The real show is yet to come!”

Huan Xinghe sneered, but then his expression suddenly grew solemn. The power emanating from the Galaxy Martial Soul behind him solidified, converging on Ye Qingchen.

BOOM! BOOM!

Another earth-shattering tremor resounded, and a Mudhead Monster over thirty meters tall appeared not far from Ye Qingchen, glaring at him furiously.

”This is the Mudhead Monster Chief, and it possesses the strength of the Martial King Realm. Besides me, Chen Qingye, you’re the first martial artist to ever see it. You should feel honored to die by its hand.”

As the Mudhead Monster Chief appeared, Huan Xinghe’s face was pale, but he still gloated.

The Mudhead Monster Chief immediately threw a punch at Liang Fei and Ye Qingchen. The powerful shockwave from its fist caused the ground to crack.

Liang Fei was already struggling to fend off a single Mudhead Monster; if not for his movement technique, he would have been defeated long ago. Now, facing the Chief’s attack, he had no way to evade. He was sent flying, spitting a mouthful of blood and suffering severe injuries.

Although Ye Qingchen managed to block the blow and steady himself, he couldn’t control the churning blood inside him, and a trickle of red seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Worse still, Liang Fei had lost his combat ability. Ye Qingchen now had to face the Mudhead Monster Chief, which possessed Martial King Realm strength, along with four other Mudhead Monsters at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm.

Previously, Ye Qingchen might have had a slim advantage by relying on the Fen Tian Earth Fire, but now he didn’t dare face the Mudhead Monsters’ attacks directly. If he was entangled by even one, he would have to face a relentless barrage of attacks from all five.

Ye Qingchen could only rely on his Dual Pupil Martial Soul to find gaps in their attacks while continually evading with his Mystifying Steps.

”Run, just run. I want to see how long you can last. When you’re exhausted, that will be the end for both of you!”

Huan Xinghe swallowed a Spirit Pill, regaining some of his strength. He burst into laughter and began to taunt Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen considered escaping, but with Liang Fei still here, he knew he couldn’t possibly shake off the Mudhead Monsters while carrying him. He absolutely couldn’t bring himself to do something like abandoning a friend.

Ye Qingchen could only dodge the attacks while desperately trying to think of a countermeasure.

Although a Formation surrounded the thatched cottage, Ye Qingchen’s current skill in the Formation Path Realm was insufficient to use it against his enemies. This path was clearly a dead end.

But if he relied solely on his Dual Pupil Martial Soul and speed to flee, it would be just as Huan Xinghe had said. His reserves would eventually run dry, even with Spirit Pills to restore his Spiritual Power and Soul Power. Meanwhile, here in the Black Swamp Marsh, the Mudhead Monsters had a seemingly inexhaustible supply of energy. In the end, he would still be unable to escape his doom.

What to do? What am I going to do?

Ye Qingchen’s brows were tightly furrowed, but he was still at a complete loss.

He understood that Huan Xinghe must be using some special method to temporarily control the Mudhead Monsters. If he could kill Huan Xinghe, the problem might be solved. But Huan Xinghe was aware of this as well and had stayed far away from the very beginning, precisely to prevent Ye Qingchen from trying anything. Besides, attacking Huan Xinghe now was clearly not a good option. If Huan Xinghe managed to tie him down, the Mudhead Monsters would seize the opportunity, making it nearly impossible for Ye Qingchen to escape.

Ye Qingchen was at his wits’ end, the Spiritual Power in his Dantian nearly depleted from the continuous battle. Just then, the Mudhead Monsters suddenly stopped their attacks and stood frozen in place. Though Ye Qingchen didn’t know what was happening, he seized the brief respite to swallow several Spirit Pills, desperate to recover his spent energy.

”Qingchen, are you alright?”

A crisp, pleasant voice rang out beside Ye Qingchen’s ear. Qin Yue approached at a leisurely pace, her pure white dress outlining her tempting curves. Despite being in the Black Swamp Marsh, she carried an unstained grace, like a lotus emerging from the mud. That, combined with her charming smile, made her look like a celestial fairy descended from the moon.

Ye Qingchen shook his head to show he was fine. Nearby, Liang Fei had also taken a Spirit Pill and was struggling to his feet.

”I was wondering where you had run off to, you little girl. Now that you’ve shown up, you can die with them!”

Seeing Qin Yue, Huan Xinghe’s expression turned to one of gloating. He began to mobilize his Star Moon Martial Soul, directing its energy toward her.

However, to his surprise, no matter how hard he tried to rally his energy, the Mudhead Monsters remained completely still.

How is this possible? Did the secret technique fail?

Huan Xinghe was filled with doubt; without the powerful aid of the Mudhead Monsters, how could he possibly be Ye Qingchen’s match?

What shocked him even more, however, was that at this moment, all the Mudhead Monsters knelt before Qin Yue. Bowing their massive heads deeply, they called out in low, rumbling voices:

”We greet the Holy Master!”

Qin Yue looked coldly at Huan Xinghe and commanded, ”By my decree, eradicate these petty individuals!”

”As the Holy Master commands!”

The Mudhead Monsters acknowledged the order, then rose and lunged toward Huan Xinghe and his companions.

Huan Xinghe and his men lacked Ye Qingchen’s skills and were powerless against the Mudhead Monsters. The Mudhead Monster Chief’s attacks, in particular, were completely unstoppable. Within moments, the four disciples of the Huanyue Sect had been smashed into meat patties.

Only Huan Xinghe was left, desperately holding on. He was already spitting blood continuously, and his death was just a matter of time.

Ye Qingchen watched this unfold with cold indifference, not a trace of pity in his eyes. In contrast, Liang Fei excitedly walked up to Qin Yue and said joyfully, ”Miss Qin, thank you for arriving in time to save us! Otherwise, Qingchen and I would have been done for today.”

Qin Yue shook her head and stated flatly, ”I think you’re mistaken. I came to save Qingchen. It had nothing to do with you.”

Liang Fei gave an awkward, bitter smile and scratched his head.

At that moment, Huan Xinghe could no longer hold on. A single palm strike from the Mudhead Monster Chief slammed into him, and his body was instantly shattered to pieces.

With Huan Xinghe’s death, the Mudhead Monsters ceased their rampage. At a signal from Qin Yue, they bowed respectfully before departing one by one.

However, what none of them noticed was that after Huan Xinghe died, a wisp of green smoke floated up from his corpse and dissipated in the breeze.

This wisp of green smoke was the very mark Huan Yuehua had left on her son.