Chapter 1532: Power of the Wandering Soul

To assess someone's true strength, one cannot merely consider the power of their cultivation techniques. A truly mighty individual possesses both immense personal charisma and a broad capacity for acceptance. Undeniably, by these two standards, Xu Yang is the quintessential definition of a true powerhouse.

He not only defeats his opponents but also wins them over, using his immense inclusiveness to bring those who once opposed him into his fold. This is a truly unparalleled ability that others cannot hope to match.

Without a doubt, throughout this battle, Xu Yang has repeatedly demonstrated his unmatched power. Currently, both the Chief Elder of the Tongyuan lineage and the practitioner of the Vajra Body Technique have been genuinely conquered by him.

Submitting to his charisma and powerful leadership, they have wholeheartedly committed themselves to the cause of peaceful coexistence between the demon and human races.

Witnessing Xu Yang's current achievements in battle, his existing allies were further and powerfully inspired. They felt convinced that their decision to follow him was absolutely correct.

Choosing Xu Yang as their leader was the masterstroke. With such a powerful human as their pioneer, they possessed the confidence and courage to persevere, no matter how formidable the opponent or how numerous the difficulties, until their grand objective was achieved.

Until the moment of ultimate triumph arrived. Next, in the third sub-battlefield, the Chief Elder of the Nether Royal Clan made his move, naturally targeting Miss Qianmo, the Great Serpent Emperor who had just been promoted to a Level 10 Demon Saint.

Qianmo's greatest strength lies in her petrification ability. The most significant characteristic of this talent's power is that it inherently takes the form of elemental force.

Yet, it possesses the potential to alter an opponent's exclusive domain to some extent. This unique talent makes Qianmo's combat effectiveness and her dominance in both offense and defense exceptionally prominent in practical battles, far surpassing the results achieved by other Demon Saints of the same rank.

While she might not surpass Qitian in attack power or Bailian in spiritual power, and may not be the absolute best in any single aspect, she is a rare top-tier Demon Saint with no absolute weaknesses.

As expected, when she stood before the Chief Elder of the Nether Royal Clan, the Elder took a deep look at her and gasped.

"Damn it, you weren't the opponent I was expecting. I didn't think you'd choose to face me. It seems you came prepared, or perhaps, you're ready to die."

The Chief Elder of the Nether Royal Dynasty spoke with considerable arrogance, but he certainly had the credentials to back it up.

This was because the Nether lineage was the most formidable among the Six Human-Spirit Royal Clans in terms of destructive power. Having long associated with the undead, death was a constant companion for them.

Even more terrifying, they possessed the power to imprison the undead and lost souls, making them enigmatic and extraordinarily strange. Yet, despite this, Demon Saint Qianmo felt no fear.

Supported by the illusory body of the great Xu Yang, Qianmo maintained her composure regardless of the opponent she faced. After all, she was among the first of these top demon leaders to follow Xu Yang.

Xu Yang would never easily abandon such an ally.

"Fight with all you have. With me here, your life won't be in danger. However, how you achieve victory will depend on your own insight and ability."

Recalling Xu Yang's words in her mind, Qianmo nodded gently. Then, clenching her fists, she began to unleash her rock-elemental power. A dark brown serpent venom permeated the surroundings, its aura surging towards the Chief Elder of the Nether Royal Clan, who was standing nearby.

However, the Elder merely formed a cold and cruel smile, seemingly unconcerned by such tactics. Not a hint of danger appeared on his person.

"I say, you must have lost your wits in the Kunlun Abyss. To use poison elemental power in front of me, the Chief Elder who controls the power of the undead, is truly overestimating yourself."

The Nether Elder sneered, and with a slight wave of his palm, countless purplish-red undead souls began to materialize around him. These souls appeared inherently corrosive, and corrosiveness is a recognized property of poison-elemental power.

This meant that the elemental attributes they both excelled in were, in a sense, overlapping, which silently but significantly increased the difficulty of the battle for Qianmo.

"Power of the Undead! Awaken!"

The Chief Elder of the Nether Royal Clan suddenly let out an angry roar. The countless undead souls around him rapidly expanded, and giant, chilling skeletal heads began to appear as illusions throughout the surrounding combat space.

In mere moments, dozens of immense skeletal illusions encircled Qianmo's true form.

"Do you think these wailing specters you conjured can suppress me? What a joke."

Qianmo naturally scoffed, enveloping her true form in an incredibly tough rock-elemental barrier. Although not composed of actual flesh and blood, this barrier possessed impenetrable defensive capabilities.

Despite the continuous bombardment from countless surrounding skulls, which generated wave after wave of incredibly potent poison-elemental impact, not a single bit of harm came to her. The formidable rock-elemental defense rendered these highly corrosive poisons completely ineffective.

"Heh, very well. It seems you're even stronger than I imagined. This is far more entertaining than crushing mere ants."

The Chief Elder of the Nether lineage displayed a sinister smile. This individual's reputation for cruelty and bloodlust had long spread throughout the Six Human-Spirit Paths, but to Qianmo, it meant nothing.

Because in front of her, this so-called power of the undead was simply unable to unleash its full potential.

"It's useless. These tricks of yours can only limit my burst power to a certain extent, but you'll never be able to inflict any substantial, real damage on me. Whether this battle lasts ten hours, ten days, ten months, or even ten or a hundred years, you will never be able to pose a threat to my life force. Your battle, then, becomes meaningless."

"Oh, is that so? Then allow me to show you the true power of my Nether lineage's sacred arts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Chief Elder's true form abruptly vanished, replaced by a massive, blood-red skull. The appearance of this core skull clearly activated the slightly smaller, purplish-black skeletal entities throughout the void.

The power of the undead grew more active, and under the command of this blood-red core skull, all the undead energy united to subtly transform the surrounding combat environment.