Chapter 947: Chapter 941: Four Factions Assembled

“After the journey to the Netherworld Ghost Cave, I must visit Dragon Island.”

Ye Xuan now increasingly yearned for the Ancestor Dragon Pool. If it weren’t for the rare occasion of the Netherworld Ghost Cave opening, he wouldn’t delay for long; undoubtedly, he would already be on his way to Dragon Island.

“Then I’ll wait for you in the Dragon Clan. I’m truly looking forward to it. After experiencing the baptism of the Ancestor Dragon Pool, I wonder to what extent your strength will rise. Sparring with you at that time will definitely be extremely interesting.”

Ao Wuxu chuckled, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Hearing these words, Ye Xuan felt a certain fondness for Ao Wuxu. He was extremely belligerent, one could say he was obsessed with fighting, yet his actions were honest and upright, earning admiration.

But just as Ye Xuan was about to speak, the space began to distort, and then flickered with crimson brilliance, as several figures emerged. When they appeared, an overwhelming astonishing wave spread out, drawing countless amazed gazes.

“The Undying Phoenix Clan has arrived.” Ao Wuxu lazily remarked, glancing at the sky.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan’s eyes also showed a trace of seriousness. His gaze fell upon that batch of suddenly appearing men and women, numbering about fifteen or sixteen, all uniformly clothed in crimson robes. The leader was a woman in red; her eyebrows defined like a painting, her tall and delicate figure revealed a great beauty, yet her charming face was cold as ice, with equally crimson hair cascading down, starkly contrasting the fiery hue.

“That is Huang Qinger from the Undying Phoenix Clan, a super expert having passed through the Nirvana Tribulation twice.” Ao Wuxu spoke coolly.

“Nirvana Tribulation?” Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow.

“Experts of the Undying Phoenix, upon reaching the Peak of Holy Realm, face their Nirvana Tribulation. After each tribulation, they become much stronger. Currently, in the Undying Phoenix Clan, there are only two experts who have passed through the Nirvana Tribulation twice.”

Ao Wuxu looked at Ye Xuan, “I know you may not quite understand. Let me put it this way, this woman’s cultivation is no weaker than mine.”

“That makes it clear.”

Ye Xuan nodded.

His soul power spread outward, and Ye Xuan was startled. The aura he sensed from Huang Qinger wasn’t strong, yet within her there lurked a powerful force that felt quite familiar to him.

As Ye Xuan was observing this red-haired woman, she seemed to sense it. Her phoenix eyes turned over, not wasting any words; they flickered with a crimson glow. A peculiar scorching wave transformed into a soul flame, directly rushing toward Ye Xuan.

“Soul power?!”

As soon as this wave emerged, Ye Xuan’s gaze sharpened. Then, with a flick of his fingers, the same fierce soul power released, transforming into a sharp sword, directly shattering that soul flame.

Two powerful soul forces collided silently, but Ye Xuan’s body shook slightly, stepping back a few paces.

“This woman’s abilities…?”

Ye Xuan’s eyes showed astonishment. He never expected that the first person he would encounter with soul power akin to his God Realm level was a seemingly frail and beautiful woman.

Of course, surprise filled not only his eyes. The cold, ice-like face of the red-haired woman showed a hint of surprise too, as her phoenix eyes looked deeply at Ye Xuan. Clearly, she also perceived Ye Xuan’s God Realm soul cultivation.

“I forgot to tell you, the Undying Phoenix Clan has a high soul talent. Just like our Dragon Clan are naturally endowed with strong bodies, the strength of the Undying Phoenix Clan lies in their soul power. Even if their body is destroyed, they can rebirth through their soul.” Ao Wuxu whispered.

“They are indeed a powerful clan.”

Ye Xuan nodded, indeed the reputation of being one of the three demon clan rulers alongside the Dragon Clan was well-deserved.

“Unexpectedly, a heavy Dragon Clan character has soul power at a God Realm level, truly a rarity.” Huang Qinger gave Ye Xuan an odd look as if discovering a rare creature.

“Haha, Huang Qinger, you’ll be amazed more often in the future.”

Ao Wuxu laughed heartily, clearly somewhat pleased seeing Huang Qinger’s expression.

“This friend, I’d like to spar when you have time, to see how high a soul talent this Dragon Clan genius holds.”

Though Huang Qinger appeared cold and icy, she seemed quite concerned about Ye Xuan’s ability to match her soul power coming from a Dragon Clan member. Immediately, her voice was soft and gentle, pleasing yet causing Ye Xuan’s heart to bitterly smile.

“Let’s talk about it when there’s time.”

Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly, casually deflecting. He was busy with the Netherworld Ghost Cave matter now, where did he have the time to entertain her?

“Ahem, why is the Kunpeng Clan guy still not here? Normally, if there’s any treasure, these guys act fastest, yet today they are somewhat slow.”

Ao Wuxu chuckled, switching the topic, his gaze looking toward the distance.

However, shortly after his words faded, from the distant horizon came rushing wind sounds. The sky’s space suddenly twisted rapidly, and then amid spatial compression, dozens of figures emerged eerily from the twisting space.

These people had wings of light behind them, incredibly fast. Of those who emerged from the twisted space, only five people stood, led by a silver-haired man. Though small in stature, the astonishing wave emanating from him was no weaker than that of Ao Wuxu or Huang Qinger.

“Speak of the devil.”

Huang Qinger indifferently watched those winged figures descending from the sky.

“Indeed, it’s you, Kun Wanyu. I expected the old folks of the Kunpeng Clan would send you.”

Ao Wuxu glanced at the silver-haired man, seemingly having some past grievance with him, not delighted to see him.

“So it’s you, Ao Wuxu. It seems the Dragon Clan values the Netherworld Ghost Cave opening highly. Aren’t you afraid you won’t come back once you enter, dying inside? With your arrogant nature, that’s a high possibility.” Kun Wanyu coldly laughed upon seeing Ao Wuxu, mockingly.

“You should worry about yourself. I’m concerned that with your strength, you might become a meal for the Netherworld Ghost creatures as soon as you enter.” Ao Wuxu immediately retorted.

“These two are hopeless.”

Huang Qinger shook her head at their verbal spar, evidently not interested.