Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 778: The Battle Ahead

"Wait."

A loud shout stopped Xiao Yi in his tracks.

From a distance, Xiao Yi stood still, his tone indifferent, "What is it?"

Among those dozens of Martial Artists, one of the leaders coldly said, "Brother, this isn’t following the rules."

"The Wind Thunder Fruit, we discovered them."

"The Wind Thunder Python, it was us who engaged in battle first..."

"Shut up." Coldly shouted a middle-aged man beside him.

"What is there to fear?" said the previous speaker in a cold voice. "This guy, coming to a dangerous place like the Wind Thunder Dangerous Land wearing a loose robe, acting all sneaky, hiding his face, is probably a wanted criminal."

It’s well known that when adventuring in dangerous places, one should travel light.

Wearing such a loose robe could hinder combat.

"I said shut up," the middle-aged man’s anger was showing.

From afar, Xiao Yi asked indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man gave a respectful hand gesture and said, "Brother, it’s a misunderstanding."

"We stopped you just to give you a tip."

"What?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently, without turning his head.

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Not far ahead, there seems to be a fierce battle."

"Although brother is very capable, it’s still best to be cautious."

"The Wind Thunder Dangerous Land is not like other places; it’s filled with dangers, and you must be extremely careful."

"We just came from that direction; we don’t know why, but two groups of Martial Artists were fiercely fighting each other like it was a life-and-death battle."

"I advise brother to take a detour later on."

From a distance, Xiao Yi nodded and without a word, he disappeared in a flash.

On the spot, the middle-aged man heaved a heavy sigh of relief after Xiao Yi left.

"Second Uncle, why let that guy get away?" said the previously cold-voiced person, dissatisfied.

"That Wind Thunder Fruit was discovered by us first."

"Even if that Wind Thunder Python was killed by him, he should still share some with us."

"Idiot," the middle-aged man scolded. "This is the Wind Thunder Dangerous Land, do you think this is within the family’s city walls?"

"In such dangerous places, murder and looting happen all the time."

"With the strength of that strong man earlier, able to kill the Wind Thunder Python in an instant, if we angered him, we would’ve no doubt died."

"What’s there to be afraid of?" said a young man.

"That guy, hiding his face, must be apprehensive about something; I bet he wouldn’t dare to start a slaughter."

"Fool," the middle-aged man scolded. "I told you, this is the Wind Thunder Dangerous Land."

"In such a vast, boundless place, if he killed us, who would know? What would he have to fear?"

"But," the young man said, "we just have to avoid provoking him, why did you need to warn him?"

"The battle ahead is incredibly intense; if that guy encounters it, he is sure to suffer."

"You don’t understand." The middle-aged man sneered, "I did indeed warn him."

"But I tell you, a strong person like him will certainly go to have a look for himself."

"In this Wind Thunder Dangerous Land, what situation would cause two groups of Martial Artists to fight so fiercely?"

"The only possibility is they are fighting over Treasures."

"The more I warned that guy, the more likely he will go."

"Ts-ts..."

The middle-aged man sneered.

The young man asked confusedly, "But, the two groups of Martial Artists ahead are not fighting over Treasures, but..."

"Stupid." The middle-aged man scolded, "We know, but that guy doesn’t."

"Trust me, he will definitely go, he will go... to his death."

Beside him, another young man frowned, "Second Uncle, by doing this, aren’t we deceiving him to his death?"

"Just now, we were no match for that Wind Thunder Python."

"The arrival of that strong person actually saved our lives, and we..."

The middle-aged man shook his head, interrupting him, "You are young and don’t understand; anyway, that guy from earlier will definitely go to his death."

"Once he’s dead, the Wind Thunder Fruit, and the treasures on that guy, will all belong to us."

...

Far away, Xiao Yi had already left.

In fact, even if he hadn’t heard the middle-aged man’s words, he knew the man harbored ill intentions.

Such tricks, they might fool others.

But Xiao Yi was no longer the rookie who had just left Purple Cloud City.

However, Xiao Yi did have an interest in seeing what the battle ahead was all about.

Experience was never merely about experience, not just about fighting and slaying demon beasts.

Many times, experience was about following one’s heart, broadening one’s horizons, and increasing one’s knowledge.

The battle the middle-aged man spoke of was actually quite distant.

A full hundred miles away.

Xiao Yi flashed and moved, taking minutes to arrive.

However, when he arrived, the fight between the two sides was almost over.

One side of Martial Artists would soon be victorious; the other, critically injured, was near death.

Xiao Yi’s arrival brought the battle to an instant halt.

All eyes were on him.

Xiao Yi, as well, looked at the two groups of Martial Artists with slight surprise.

Because both groups were acquaintances.

One side, with dozens of people and uniform attire, was clearly a well-trained team.

It was the Wind Saint Guard.

On the other side, only four men; one, a burly fellow, looking rather disheveled; the three behind him, already heavily injured.

It was Lei Hu and his men.

"Xiao Yi? No, my lord?" Lei Hu saw Xiao Yi and his face lit up with joy.

Although Xiao Yi was wearing a loose robe that covered his face.

But for a real powerhouse, as long as one has met, one recognizes the other’s aura.

Xiao Yi was not wearing the Ghost Mask, nor was he hiding his aura.

On the other side, the dozens of Wind Saint Guards watched Xiao Yi with cold eyes, "Xiao Yi, the little thief?"

"Brother, why do you still call him that?" the three men behind Lei Hu grumbled, glaring at Xiao Yi with anger.

"If not for this bastard, we wouldn’t be in such a plight."

"Shut up." Lei Hu barked coldly, then looked at Xiao Yi, "My lord, among these Wind Saint Guards, there are three at the Heavenly Extreme Realm First Layer."

"If the two of us join forces, we can surely wipe out these scoundrels."

Xiao Yi remained silent, his eyes on the group of Wind Saint Guards.

The dozens of Wind Saint Guards shuddered, and the three leaders shouted, "Run!"

Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...

Within a breath’s time, dozens of Wind Saint Guards escaped.

Xiao Yi’s reputation for ferocity had already spread throughout the Wind Saint Empire.

The Wind Saint Royal Family, losing two Honored Guardians and two leaders, these ordinary Wind Saint Guards dared not continue the fight.

Xiao Yi couldn’t be bothered to chase and shook his head, turning away.

As he turned, he suddenly muttered to himself, "I thought there’d be some treasures; it was a wasted trip."

Behind him, Lei Hu and his men hesitated, then quickly followed.

"My lord, days have not seen you, yet your elegance remains unmatched," Lei Hu said with a smile.

Xiao Yi was silent.

Lei Hu kept close to Xiao Yi.

The other three, seeing Lei Hu follow Xiao Yi, followed as well.

"My lord, just now with a single tremor of your powerful frame, you immediately scared away those scoundrels, truly a reputation well deserved," Lei Hu said with a laughing face.

Xiao Yi still said nothing, just kept walking on his own.

However, Lei Hu continued to follow beside him, talking incessantly, leaving him somewhat helpless.

...

Second update.

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