novelraw Chapter 523 - 519: The Strange Soul Entity
Chapter 523 - 519: The Strange Soul Entity
Xia Feng was on high alert, gripping the Heaven-Burying Sword tightly in his hand as he quickly turned to prepare for the imminent enemy.
However, after a long wait, he saw nothing in the dim hall, yet the breathing sound was getting closer and closer to Xia Feng.
Xia Feng could even feel something warm and moist breathing right behind him.
He whipped around, slicing the void with his Heaven-Burying Sword without a word.
But the attack seemed to hit nothing and received no response, the blade clanging melodiously against the last portal.
Xia Feng felt the warm breath seem to move a little farther away, yet the breathing sound became even clearer.
He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but Xia Feng felt as if there was a faint sense of joy hidden in the breath.
Standing still, Xia Feng dared not move. This intangible, invisible presence could only be sensed vaguely, and Xia Feng was unsure how to deal with it.
As Xia Feng quieted down, the void presence across from him seemed to become anxious, pressing closer to Xia Feng’s side.
Xia Feng could clearly feel his surroundings growing colder, that warm breath hovering near his shoulder and neck.
The hair on the back of Xia Feng’s neck stood on end.
He prided himself on not being a bad person, nor a good one. The souls who died by his hand number either a thousand or eight hundred, but this ghost-like entity chilled him.
It wasn’t fear of attack, but the discomfort of facing an unseen, inexplicable presence.
Had it been a tangible presence, even a potent Sword Demon or Evil Sword Spirit, Xia Feng had never felt fear.
Sweat beads formed in the palm holding the Heaven-Burying Sword, and his gaze constantly scanned the surroundings as he murmured softly, "Though I don’t know what you want, I can sense your existence."
"Maybe I can’t attack you directly, but if you truly provoke me, I won’t hesitate to destroy this entire space."
Xia Feng paused, his expression laced with a hint of menace, and the Space Great Dao began to gather on his Heaven-Burying Sword.
He sensed the breath’s owner becoming anxious, seemingly trying to explain, but Xia Feng was not inclined to listen.
Of course, Xia Feng had no means to hear such a presence’s words.
A flash of hesitation crossed his face, pondering whether to forgo the Divine Hall’s legacy for this unknown entity.
But that hesitation vanished instantly, replaced by the growing intensity of the dark Space Great Dao light on Xia Feng’s Heaven-Burying Sword.
Recall that Li Qingyu’s protective treasures couldn’t fend off the Demon Sword from invading her Divine Sense. Despite being a Ninth Grade True God, Xia Feng believed caution was always warranted against unknown entities.
As the Space Great Dao on the Heaven-Burying Sword intensified, the surrounding space began to collapse gradually.
Just as Xia Feng was about to swing his sword, a tender voice, on the verge of tears, reached his ear.
"I-I just want to hear the sound, don’t kill me."
As the voice continued, it broke into sobs, resembling someone Xia Feng had bullied.
The Space Great Dao on Xia Feng’s Heaven-Burying Sword froze momentarily but wasn’t retracted, for he didn’t believe a soul hidden in the Divine Hall was purely a kind little girl.
The soul noted Xia Feng’s disregard, the Space Great Dao on his Heaven-Burying Sword ceased destroying the surrounding space yet stayed in place.
The tender crying paused briefly, then intensified, "Don’t kill me, don’t kill me."
Xia Feng sneered, "Reveal yourself first, I know you can come out."
The space before him rippled, yet for a while, no response came, and even the sobbing seemed to vanish instantly.
Xia Feng carefully sensed; the previous breathing sound had also disappeared.
He didn’t believe the spirit body had simply left, and the sneer on his face deepened, the dark glow on the Heaven-Burying Sword’s edge became even more intense.
As the surrounding space was about to collapse completely, the tender voice screamed again.
"Wait, I need some time to prepare, don’t rush!"
"Don’t you want the reward behind that door? Destroying the space like this will ruin the reward behind the door too."
Xia Feng’s actions paused again, the spirit thinking it grasped Xia Feng, enticing, "Would you like to have all three rewards?"
Xia Feng slammed his Heaven-Burying Sword against a second portal, producing a dull thud, a ripple of attack flitting through the space.
The tender voice screamed again, "Don’t hit that! Ah, it hurts!"
The sound from the middle door could harm a soul, even Xia Feng, protected by the Dream Realm Pearl, felt his consciousness roil.
The defenseless spirit heard the sound, painful enough to roll around the ground in frustration.
Xia Feng glanced around, still not seeing the spirit’s figure, growing increasingly annoyed by the voice.
"Are you coming out or not, if not, drift in the void with all this!"
Xia Feng’s patience snapped, the surrounding space began to collapse completely, the tender voice screamed from a corner, then a girl in a floral dress burst out, charging at Xia Feng.
"You big bad guy!"
She was short, about waist-high to Xia Feng, her head hitting his stomach upon collision, surprisingly solid.
Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, looking towards the girl’s direction, "Come on, the entire God Burial Valley has existed for billions of years, even if you died as a child, your soul has lived for eons, isn’t acting like this a bit too..."
His words trailed off, the girl’s face stiffened.
After a while, she squeezed through gritted teeth, "Why are you so poor at speaking?"
"With that attitude, surely you don’t have a wife?"
With a gentle cough, Xia Feng’s demeanor shifted to one of fondness and boastfulness, softly stating, "Sorry, but I have a wife, actually, ten of them."