Chapter 171: Chapter 171

At dusk, the sky was filled with reddish clouds, casting a crimson hue over the vast grassland. However, even more red than the sunset was the river of fresh blood flowing down the mine.

Zhao Letian glanced at the corpses scattered throughout the mine, his brow furrowing.

At this moment, the battle at the mine had completely ended. The entire Gray Wolf Kingdom's army of ten thousand was annihilated, not one survived, including the giant wolves, grey eagles, and the Giant Stone Beasts of High-level True Martial Realm.

Among these, the vast majority of the people from the Gray Wolf Kingdom were killed by Li alone. He cultivated the Slaughter Demon Technique, and once he began his slaughter, he was like a crazed demon, hardly distinguishing between friend and foe. Anyone who approached him was killed, which unfortunately included some of the Dajin Country's own.

Therefore, the few dozen survivors from the Dajin Country who remained looked at Li with deep fear in their eyes. In their view, Li was a real demon, killing without blinking, even more dreadful than the people of the Gray Wolf Kingdom.

However, on the other hand, if it were not for Li leading the charge back, they would surely have been killed by the people of the Gray Wolf Kingdom, which made them feel grateful towards him.

"This person has already shown signs of falling into demonhood. If he cannot suppress the killing desire in his heart, he will surely fall into the demonic path and become a real demon," Zhao Letian thought to himself as he looked at Li, who was holding a Demon Blade and soaked in blood.

In Dajin Country, it is acceptable to practice Demon Techniques, but if one truly falls into the demonic path and becomes a demon, they would become a target for execution. By then, even the Galaxy Sect could not protect Li.

Of course, all of this had little to do with Zhao Letian. He just felt that it would be a pity for such a monstrous genius like Li to fall into the demonic path.

After the fight, Li didn't say another word and transformed into a stream of black Demonic Qi, rolling far away.

"Let's go as well, and inform others to come back and station at this mine,"

Xiao Feng said, watching Li's departing figure with a grave tone.

"Mm." Everyone nodded and then returned together to War King City.

After returning to War King City, Zhao Letian and the others immediately began their seclusion to heal. Everyone had sustained more or less injuries during the battle and needed to recuperate as soon as possible.

Especially Zhao Letian, who was first attacked by a group of Middle Stage True Martial Realm warriors, then by several High-level True Martial Realm Giant Stone Beasts, and a True Martial Sixth Realm Peak expert. His injuries were quite severe, and if not for his exceptionally strong physical strength and immediate consumption of a large amount of elixirs to suppress his injuries, he wouldn't have lasted until the end of the fight.

After sitting cross-legged and recuperating for an entire day, Zhao Letian's injuries had mostly healed. Catch the formatted version at *.

But at this moment, something abnormal occurred in his Soul Space.

Originally, after the Little Snake Martial Soul devoured Shentu Yu's Blood Spirit Martial Soul, it had grown significantly and occupied the central position in the Soul Space, pushing the Sword Martial Soul to the corner.

Now, as Zhao Letian's sword momentum increased to the fifth level, the Sword Martial Soul grew nearly equal to the Little Snake Martial Soul, began to move towards the center, and challenged the ruling position of the Little Snake Martial Soul.

The Little Snake Martial Soul was unwilling to yield and directly pounced towards the Sword Martial Soul, starting to bite and tear at it.

"What's going on? Martial Souls can fight each other?"

Zhao Letian was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

In this world, he was not the only one with a Twin Martial Soul, but he had never heard of anyone's Twin Martial Souls battling each other. After all, no matter how many Martial Souls a Martial Artist had, they were all a part of him and wouldn't fight themselves.

But now, what was strange was that Zhao Letian could not control his two Martial Souls at all, and could only watch helplessly as the Sword Martial Soul and the Little Snake Martial Soul fought fiercely within the Soul Space.

As the battle intensified, both Martial Souls began to sustain varying degrees of damage, directly affecting Zhao Letian's Divine Soul, causing him to experience headaches so severe it felt like his soul was in agony, wave after wave of pain hit him, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead continuously.

However, the pain in his Divine Soul was incomparable to the heartache he felt at the moment. Knowing that Martial Souls were the foundation upon which a Martial Artist cultivates, damage to them would affect a Martial Artist's talents and strength. Watching both Martial Souls continually getting injured, he felt his heart bleeding, even more so, if the Sword Martial Soul and Little Snake Martial Soul were to both perish, he would become a true invalid.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Sword Martial Soul and the Little Snake Martial Soul to cease fighting. But by then, the Sword Martial Soul had already developed several cracks, seemingly ready to shatter at any moment, and the Little Snake Martial Soul had shed many pieces of Black Scale Armor, severely wounded and barely clinging to life.

As for Zhao Letian outside, he had been lying on the ground, writhing in pain, soaked in sweat. When the Martial Souls ceased their battle, he felt a release in his heart and fainted. Although both of his Martial Souls were severely damaged, it was still better than them annihilating each other.

Time passed, day and night alternated.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

On this day, as the first rays of dawn appeared, Zhao Letian finally opened his eyes.

The moment he woke up, Zhao Letian immediately introspected into the Soul Space, eager to check on the condition of his two Martial Souls, which were crucial to his martial journey.

To his surprise, upon checking, Zhao Letian showed an expression of great joy.

Originally, the Sword Martial Soul was only about three feet long, but now it had grown to over a meter long, and the Little Snake Martial Soul, initially only a bit over a meter, had now grown to over two meters. Overall, the Martial Souls were not only undamaged but had also grown by about a third, achieving balance once again, residing on opposite sides of the Soul Space.

"What in the world happened?" Zhao Letian wondered, beginning to search his inherited memories for relevant information.

However, after a long search, he still found nothing. He wasn't sure if even the inherited memories contained no related information, or if such information was too advanced for him to access at the moment.

"Forget it, stronger Martial Souls are definitely good. As for the reason, it can be explored later." Zhao Letian shook his head and laughed, no longer dwelling on it.

With his injuries healed and his Martial Souls significantly stronger, Zhao Letian felt fantastic. He sat up cross-legged, swallowed several elixirs to enhance his cultivation, and each hand held a Mid-grade Spirit Stone as he began cultivating immediately.

This battle had made him deeply realize that cultivation level was the fundamental aspect of a Martial Artist. Otherwise, no matter how strong your talent or how many aces you have up your sleeve, facing an opponent with a vastly superior cultivation level, you would still be effortlessly crushed by their absolute strength.