Chapter 1555: Disciple Lu Chong Has Returned

"Is this a Soul Oracle?"

"Aren't Soul Oracles supposed to have been wiped out tens of thousands of years ago? How can one still exist?"

"This Soul Oracle said it would be difficult to deal with the teacher and junior sister... Could it be that he is also a student of Zhang Xuan?"

"Not only did he train a Poison Master, but also a Soul Oracle?"

Everyone's expressions changed. A group of Nine-star Master Teachers, who wouldn't bat an eye even in the face of cataclysms, now looked as if they had seen a ghost.

It was one thing to have trained the Hall Master of the Poison Hall, who possessed an Innate Poisonous Physique, but for such a colossal Soul Oracle to claim to be his student? Was this real or fake? Although the lineage of Soul Oracles had been severed for tens of thousands of years, this one could snatch the Hall Master's Token with a single move, preventing Acting Hall Master Ren Qingyuan from retaliating. Everyone could clearly perceive its power. The students he taught were stronger than them—and two of them had appeared at once!

"Let go of it!"

Ren Qingyuan's expression darkened. He hadn't expected a Soul Oracle to suddenly appear and, taking him by surprise, snatch the Hall Master's Token. He immediately lunged to reclaim it. The Hall Master's Token represented the dignity and status of the Master Teacher Pavilion; it could not be lost!

*Rip!*

The air tore, and distortions appeared all around. As an acting hall master, Ren Qingyuan's strength significantly surpassed Zhang Wuhen's. When he unleashed his full power, everyone felt as if all sound and light around them had been stripped away, leaving only absolute darkness before their eyes, as if heaven and earth had been ripped apart in an instant. Of course, it wasn't a literal tearing apart of heaven and earth, but a sensory illusion. This technique was powerful enough to affect one's spirit and soul, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

"Your strength is considerable, but it's still not enough to capture me."

The Soul Oracle in the air chuckled softly, its form slowly fading until it vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been there.

"It's the lost art of Soul Oracle Teleportation!" Luo Qingchen's pupils constricted.

"Soul Oracle Teleportation?" Zhang Wuhen asked, puzzled.

"Soul Oracles are formless and incorporeal. With sufficient intent, they can entirely break through spatial restraints and teleport. Physical matter cannot obstruct them. While it can't achieve long-distance travel like a teleportation array, short-range jumps offer a huge advantage!" Luo Qingchen explained. Due to his bloodline, his mastery of space was considerably greater than anyone else present, and he was very well aware of the difficulty of such teleportation. While physical bodies traversing space had to endure various spatial storms and were difficult to resist, it was much easier for a Soul Oracle, which could break through spatial restraints. Despite Ren Qingyuan's immense strength, capturing it would likely not be easy.

Before he had even finished speaking, the Soul Oracle, which had just vanished, reappeared in front of a Nine-star Master Teacher.

*Boom!*

The moment it appeared, a unique power surged forth, crashing directly into that Nine-star Master Teacher. Before the Master Teacher could even react, he was struck, sent flying backward, and crashed through countless buildings. Fortunately, before Ren Qingyuan and the others arrived, they had known there would be immense commotion and had instructed the local Master Teacher Pavilion to evacuate ordinary citizens. Otherwise, who knew how many innocent lives would have perished in that single impact.

"You diverted my power..."

Ren Qingyuan immediately stopped his attack, fury blazing in his eyes. With his keen perception, he could easily tell that when the opponent performed Soul Oracle Teleportation, they had also siphoned off a portion of his attack's power, using it to instantly inflict severe injuries on his companion.

"That's right. Come on, keep attacking. I see you Nine-star Master Teachers still have many left; I can defeat them one by one."

The Soul Oracle smirked faintly.

"You..."

Ren Qingyuan's fists clenched, "crunching" audibly. He felt as if he was about to explode. Since the opponent could teleport, his attacks were useless. If the power were to be transferred to another Master Teacher again, wouldn't he essentially be injuring his own people?

"A Soul Oracle capable of Soul Oracle Teleportation must be at least a Nine-star. Wasn't the Soul Oracle lineage severed? Who are you, and where did you come from?" Unable to restrain himself any longer, he demanded loudly. Such power couldn't have been achieved overnight. How was it that the Master Teacher Pavilion had never heard any news about this?

"Soul Oracles were indeed exterminated by the Master Teacher Pavilion, but the lineage was never completely severed. Alright, are you going to attack or not? If not, I'm going to rest."

The Soul Oracle looked over, a playful glint in its eyes.

"Hand over the Hall Master's Token, or else, the Master Teacher Pavilion, which extinguished Soul Oracles once, can do so again!" Ren Qingyuan barked, stomping his foot heavily on the ground.

*Rip!*

The surrounding space seemed to freeze, making it almost impossible to tear through.

Martial Technique: Frozen Space! It could completely shackle spatial fluctuations, rendering even teleportation arrays useless! He had deliberately made conversation as a pretext, secretly accumulating power to unleash this move.

"Let's see how you'll escape now!"

Having frozen space, Ren Qingyuan let out a sigh of relief, his eyebrows rising. With a flick of his wrist, a long sword appeared in his palm. He pointed it into the air and thrust it straight toward the Soul Oracle before him. The sword carried intense killing intent; even before it reached its target, it seemed to solidify. Even a Soul Oracle would find it difficult to escape if directly struck. Seeing the sword's power and knowing it couldn't be evaded, the Soul Oracle didn't panic. Instead, it chuckled softly, its massive form suddenly shrinking until it was the size of the token, instantly hiding behind the Hall Master's Token. Ren Qingyuan hadn't expected this entity to be able to shrink. If he continued, the sword would inevitably strike the Hall Master's Token. He quickly angled his long sword upward, retracting his power. Because he withdrew his *qi* too quickly, his chest throbbed with pain, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha! You can keep attacking; with this token here, you can't kill me anyway!"

Seeing him retract his power, the Soul Oracle chuckled softly and returned to its previous form.

"You..."

Ren Qingyuan's eyes narrowed, his chest heaving continuously, as if he were about to explode. A Poison Master who hadn't dared to emerge for ten thousand years, and a profession that had vanished long ago... these two had actually forced him into such a frustrated state where he couldn't unleash his anger. If someone had told him this before, he would never have believed it.

"The Hall Master's Token contains the wills of all past acting hall masters. Although you snatched it with your Soul Oracle and blocked my mental probing, you will never truly control it. In fact, you'll constantly have to guard against being injured by its backlash!" Taking a deep breath to suppress his anger, Ren Qingyuan looked over again: "If I'm not mistaken, even though you're holding the Hall Master's Token right now, your soul must feel as hot as touching a branding iron, right?" The Hall Master's Token represented the dignity of the Master Teacher Pavilion. If anyone could snatch it away, it would lose all meaning. It appeared as if the opponent had taken the item and he couldn't retrieve it, but in reality, the Soul Oracle was likely enduring attacks from the wills of past ancestors, unable to extricate itself.

"This thing is indeed a bit hot to handle." The Soul Oracle smiled. "However, I can't return it to you yet!"

After speaking, it ignored the other party, its body swayed, then landed on the ground, its knees buckling as it knelt.

"Your disciple, Lu Chong, has returned!"