The Anarchic Consort (1005+)

1021-1025

1021 - Soul

Baili Jia Jue turned his face and glanced through their faces, his eyes gleaming with extremely deep and cold light.

Just then, the mermaids withdrew their gazes and began to concentrate.

Pure and ethereal voices could be heard from the surface of the river, creating layers of thin fog.

This was the only moment in which the human eyes could catch the sight of the sinking souls at the bottom of the river.

Baili Jia Jue must hide his magic if he wished to find them.

The temperature of the Styx River was extremely low and it was completely impossible for common people to endure the bone-piercing cold with mortal flesh and body.

As such, a thought began to form in the minds of those evil spirits who had a rebellious heart.

“Eat him, eat him!”

“He won’t have any magic for a short while after entering the Styx River!”

They wanted to grab this opportunity to finish up Baili Jia Jue as his blood was literally an absolute tonic for them.

There’s absolutely no way such a situation could happen again!

It was true.

Helian Wei Wei would never know.

The arrogant and cold man had revealed his weakness for the very first time for her sake.

The evil spirits stabbed at his back brutally by using their sharp claws.

Supposedly, he could have dodged the attack easily with his ability, albeit not having any magic. However, he simply leaned slightly to one side to protect the First Soul that he just scooped up, letting the sharp claws penetrate his left shoulder and stab right into his sphenoid.

The evil spirits laughed as if they had succeeded.

However, before they could have enough taste of the wonderful blood…

They turned into fireworks in the air while howling, as though they were burnt by the raging fire.

It turned out that Baili Jia Jue’s blood was filled with magic that none of the spirits would find bearable.

The power was so strong and perverse to a certain extent, it was totally beyond their limits of endurance.

The lips of all the other evil spirits who originally wanted to join the action turned pale as they witnessed the scene. They dared not take a step forward, and all they could do was begging Baili Jia Jue for his mercy.

However, this time, Baili Jia Jue did not punish them, nor did he ask them to leave. Instead, he appeared as though he was unaware of their existence. He kept on bending his body and concentrating on scooping something.

Apparently, he did not feel any pain, even though the blood was dripping down, drop by drop, from his shoulder. He carried the Second Soul nicely and carefully in his hand, without letting his blood stain any part of the soul.

No one had ever seen Baili Jia Jue in such a state.

His fingers which used to be elegant were frostbitten to red and there was a lot of black silt on it.

Nonetheless, he did not care about it at all.

He looked so serious and persistent as if he was afraid that he might have missed out on something once he lost focus. He had been standing in the Styx River for a total of four hours.