Chapter 455 (1/2)

455 – Battle Soul Summon

Eyes leaking out a biting coldness and face revealing a chilling smile, Yi Yuanyang spoke frigidly, stressing each syllable: “To defeat you, a puny Great Warlock, I don’t need to rest.”

Yi Yuanyang silently recited an incantation and pointed with his finger, and a cyan rune emerged from his finger and formed a cyan hexagram in the air.

A cyan pillar of light shot out from the hexagram. From within the pillar of light, a battle soul wearing a cyan armor and exuding a frightening fighting spirit walked out and entered Yi Yuanyang.

A vast battle aura spread from Yi Yuanyang, giving off a frightening feeling.

“That’s the Tai Yi Sect’s Battle Soul Summon!”

“The Battle Soul Summon, one of the Tai Yi Sect’s 36 strongest battle spells!”

“It seems that Yi Yuanyang wants to defeat Yang Feng in close combat!”

“The Demon Battle Secret Method is claimed to be unparalleled in close combat, second to none in terms of Body-tempering Warlock methods! Yi Yuanyang wants to use the Battle Soul Summon to defeat Yang Feng in one fell swoop!”

“…”

When the representatives of the major sects saw the battle soul in cyan armor enter Yi Yuanyang, their faces flickered at once, and they commented in secret.

The Battle Soul Summon was one of the strongest close combat secrets methods of the Tai Yi Sect. Within the Tai Yi Sect, there was a level-9 secret treasure Will of Heavens Battle Soul Palace.

Within the Will of Heavens Battle Soul Palace, the were souls of countless heroes who died consecrated and transformed into battle souls.

Inside the Will of Heavens Battle Soul Palace, the battle souls were engaged in a fierce, endless battle, refining their the battle techniques.

The Battle Soul Summon could summon a formidable battle soul from the Will of Heavens Battle Soul Palace and have it possess the caster. Once possessed by the battle soul, any Warlock will acquire the various battle techniques mastered by the battle soul.

With a flick of his wrist, a 2-meter-long cyan lance immediately appeared in Yi Yuanyang’s hands, and he pointed with it at Yang Feng. He exuded the invincible aura of a battle-hardened veteran.

Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly and said: “This battle soul I summoned was called the Dragon Slayer Freitas during his lifetime. With demiG.o.d rank power and this Storm Dragon Lance in hand, he once slayed 136 yinglongs [1]. Among which, three were Moonlight Warlock rank yinglongs. You should feel honored to be defeated in the hands of such an experts.”

Yinglongs were dragons, that is, it was what the people from the Western World called dragons. There were many differences in names between the Western World and the Eastern World, but in fact, they were the same thing.”

Yang Feng spoke flatly: “Battle Soul Summon? Even when possessed by a battle soul, you’re still not my opponent.”

Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly, then the law of wind inscribed in the Storm Dragon Lance in his hands surged, and a violent storm shrouded his body.

In the arena, a raging wind suddenly erupted. Yi Yuanyang’s body blurred, and, in the blink of an eye, he turned into eight avatars that appeared in front of Yang Feng and stabbed at him from eight directions.

Yang Feng’s eyes constricted, and he unleashed the Battle Demon Sword Art, and then the Holy Flame Sword radiated sparks and released flame afterimages sweeping in eight directions.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Appearing and disappearing unpredictably, the Storm Dragon Lance wildly stabbed towards Yang Feng from tricky angles and exchanged more than 100 strikes with the demiG.o.d armament Holy Flame Sword in Yang Feng’s hand in the blink of an eye.

Possessed by the Dragon Slayer Freitas’s battle soul, Yi Yuanyang seemed to have incarnated into a battle-hardened dragon slayer. The Storm Dragon Lance suppressed Yang Feng as countless violent wind blades slashed at him from different directions, opening numerous wounds on his body, drenching him with blood.

After hundreds of exchanges, Yang Feng suddenly raised his sword to block, and then retreated briskly by hundreds of meters. After scanning the countless wounds covering his body with his gaze, Yang Feng spoke flatly: “The Battle Soul Summon really is remarkable! It seems that I have to get a little serious.”

Powerful life force sprang up, and a Blue Battle Demon suddenly appeared and possessed Yang Feng, and a blue armor formed on him.

“Battle Demon Secret Method! Blue Battle Demon! What can you do with a trifling Blue Battle Demon? You just practiced this fundamental secret method of the Battle Demon Sect to this degree, how disappointing!” Yi Yuanyang smiled coldly and suddenly catapulted out as if a blast of wind, and unleashed numerous spear afterimages. As if the incarnation of a storm dragon, he swept towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng’s eyes congealed, and he unleashed the Battle Demon Sword Art to the limit, and numerous sword afterimages locked with Yi Yuanyang in a violent battle.

A violent hurricane dragon and a berserk fire dragon appeared on the arena and engaged in a mad struggle, and terrific fluctuations of power rolled out in all directions.

“Amazing, the Tai Yi Sect isn’t known for its Body-tempering Warlock secret methods. I didn’t think that the Battle Soul Summon would be this powerful.”