Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 883: Change in Battle Situation

The battle in the vast forest continues.

The thick scent of blood still drifts through the air, filling the entire forest with a murderous atmosphere.

However, the sounds of battle have diminished.

The area where the battle erupts has also decreased, or perhaps, they have gathered.

Xiao Yi, like before, traverses and focuses within the forest.

Meanwhile, Tang Sha, who parted ways with Xiao Yi several hours ago, has somehow gathered a large group of Heavenly Talent martial artists around him.

A group of people, advancing mightily through the forest.

At this moment, ahead of them, a group of Heavenly Talents are slumped on the ground.

The appearance of Tang Sha and his group startled this group of Heavenly Talents.

Upon realizing they were not Black-clothed Martial Artists, this group of Heavenly Talents breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am Han Ye from the Three Fire Region, may I ask who you are?" said the leading Heavenly Talent with a bow.

"I am Tang Sha from the Quicksand Territory," Tang Sha returned the bow.

"I am Hee Liang from the Sand River Territory," Hee Liang returned the bow.

"I am..."

The leading Heavenly Talent, Han Ye, was shocked and said, "Are you all Heavenly Talents from various territories? Why have you gathered together?"

"But it’s good too, those mysterious Black-clothed Martial Artists are terrifying. By gathering together, we have a better chance of defending ourselves."

"If it wasn’t for a Mysterious Person suddenly saving us just now, I’m afraid all our Heavenly Talents from the Three Fire Region would be dead."

Han Ye spoke with lingering fear on his face.

"Mysterious Person?" Tang Sha smiled.

"Yes," Han Ye said with a surprised look, "Couldn’t see his face, but he’s very strong, with one sword he instantly killed dozens of powerful Black-clothed Martial Artists."

Tang Sha laughed, "Could it be a sword light, emitting a cold white aura."

"That’s right, it’s him," Han Ye exclaimed, "He comes without a shadow, leaves without a trace, kills Heavenly Extreme Realm opponents like slaughtering chickens."

"Haha, that’s my Brother Xiao Yi," Tang Sha boasted with a laugh.

"Xiao Yi? Never heard of him." Han Ye shook his head and asked, "You were saved by him too?"

The surrounding Heavenly Talents from various regions nodded.

Swoosh...

Suddenly, dozens of powerful and cold auras rushed from afar.

The faces of Heavenly Talents from various regions changed instantly.

"It’s those Black-clothed Martial Artists, be careful," Tang Sha shouted lowly.

"Oh? So all of you little rats have gathered here." The leading Black-clothed Martial Artist grinned sinisterly.

"No wonder we’ve been searching for a long time without finding our target."

"But it’s also good, encountering so many prey at once saves us a lot of trouble."

"Arrogant talk." Tang Sha gathered a yellow long spear in his hand.

"Although I don’t know what kind of power you belong to, I will tell you, the Heavenly Talents from various regions are not soft persimmons for you to squeeze."

A mighty group, several hundred people instantly took action.

"Hmph." The leading Black-clothed Martial Artist sneered, "Rats are still rats, no matter how many, they are just a bunch of trash."

Dozens of Black-clothed Martial Artists, holding sinister scythes, also instantly took action.

However, when the battle fully erupted, the situation was not as easy as these Black-clothed Martial Artists imagined.

"Domain Martial Skill, Land of Sandstorm." Tang Sha shouted.

Instantly, within tens of miles, it turned into a land ravaged by quicksand.

"Sand River Sky." Hee Liang roared, dozens of massive mudflows seemed to descend from the sky, pouring down.

Judging by their power, they are at least Heavenly Rank Peak Martial Techniques.

"Three Thousand Flames." Han Ye also roared, waving his hand.

Countless flames appeared out of thin air, sweeping wildly.

"..."

Furious shouts erupted from the mouths of Heavenly Talents.

Surging auras instantly appeared.

One martial technique after another, at least above High-level Heavenly, ravaged the scene instantly.

Almost in a face-off, these dozens of Black-clothed individuals were injured and defeated.

These Black-clothed individuals indeed have high cultivation, far stronger than these Heavenly Talents.

But the reason these are Heavenly Talents is because they possess combat power far more astounding than ordinary martial artists.

They have emerged from various territories, each harboring trump cards, possessing the ability to fight across levels.

They can traverse a million great mountains, tens of thousands of dangerous places, experiencing countless dangers, and make it here.

Such martial arts geniuses cannot be taken lightly.

Previously, Heavenly Talents from each region were scattered, perhaps these Black-clothed individuals could casually slaughter them.

But gathering together, with enough numbers advantage, they instead push back these dozens of Black-clothed Martial Artists.

"A bunch of trash, stop being arrogant to me." The leading Black-clothed Martial Artist shouted angrily.

His scythe instantly transformed into a Blood Scythe.

His aura also instantly soared to the Heavenly Extreme Seventh Layer.

The sinister Blood Scythe, a single sweep, instantly scattered the surrounding raging attacks.

The Heavenly Extreme Seventh Layer is a formidable combat power in the Heavenly Extreme Late Stage.

"So strong." Han Ye and others’ faces changed.

"I’ll handle this." Tang Sha shouted, his yellow long spear stabbing directly at the Black-clothed Martial Artist.

"Overestimating yourself." The Black-clothed Martial Artist’s scythe slashed down.

Sss... Hiss...

Two streaks of blood instantly spurted.

One spurted from the Black-clothed Martial Artist’s chest; one spurted on Tang Sha’s arm.

Tang Sha’s spear pierced through the Black-clothed Martial Artist’s chest.

The Black-clothed Martial Artist’s scythe almost crippled Tang Sha’s arm.

"Do you want to exchange injury for injury?" The Black-clothed Martial Artist coldly stared at Tang Sha.

In that moment of contact, Tang Sha faced the Black-clothed Martial Artist’s scythe without dodging, just straightly thrusting the spear.

The Black-clothed Martial Artist didn’t expect Tang Sha would act like this, resulting in both sides being wounded.

"Heh." Tang Sha sneered, "Aren’t you crazy? Then let’s see, by exchanging injury for injury, who dies first."

"An interesting prey." The Black-clothed Martial Artist showed madness, "I can guarantee, the one who dies first will be you."

"Is that so?" At this moment, a white figure swiftly approached.

A pure white light instantly enveloped Tang Sha.

The almost crippled wound on Tang Sha’s arm instantly healed.

"Oh? Ice Pure Holy Lotus?" The Black-clothed Martial Artist was shocked.

"Miss Ning." Tang Sha was also shocked, followed by delight.

"Looks like the one who dies first will be you." Tang Sha boldly drew the spear and stabbed again.

The Black-clothed Martial Artist quickly retrieved his scythe, stepping back, "Hmph, a bunch of ants, you got lucky."

"Enjoy the rest of your time, no one survives the hunt."

Saying so, the Black-clothed Martial Artist endured the chest injury and retreated swiftly.

With the Martial Soul of Ice Pure Holy Lotus, Tang Sha is nearly unbeatable, so the Black-clothed Martial Artist naturally won’t fight anymore.

"Hmph, you are the lucky ones." Tang Sha shouted coldly, "When you meet my Brother Xiao Yi, let’s see how you survive."

...

The battle in the forest continues to erupt, but the situation has already begun to change quietly.

At least, where originally these Black-clothed Martial Artists rampaged unhindered in the vast forest, slaughtering young Heavenly Talents, they have gradually become cautious.

Because the forest scattered with their companions’ corpses tell them, at this moment in the forest, there is a mysterious shadow more dangerous than them.

Likely to emerge from somewhere unexpectedly and suddenly harvest their lives.

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