Chapter 1169: Rekindled Hope

A place of abandonment, a place full of despair.

People living here have no hope since they were born.

There are monsters everywhere, these monsters take human lives seriously and regard souls as their own food.

In addition, there is the Soul Palace, an organization that trades souls.

Monsters hunt people just to satisfy their own needs. They don't kill too many lives, but the Soul Palace is different. Once the Soul Palace takes action, a village will be destroyed.

Countless people died in the hands of the Soul Palace and became the trading items of the Soul Palace.

The Immortal Realm does not care about the human lives in the abandoned land at all, and no one has sympathy for the abandoned land.

If the indigenous people here want to get rid of their tragic fate, they can only practice hard until they reach the realm of immortals, and then they are qualified to enter the gate of immortality.

For thousands of years, some people in the abandoned land have become powerful immortals and entered the world of immortality.

It is a pity that these are only rare existences and cannot replace the majority of people in the abandoned land.

The people in the Abandoned Land had originally given up hope, but something happened not long ago.

That is, the Soul Palace was destroyed by a strong man. Without the Soul Palace, the soul trade was stranded. People only had to face monsters foraging alone, and no longer needed to face the huge organization of the Soul Palace.

But the good times did not last long. The demand for souls in the immortal world continued, and the reconstruction of the soul palace was inevitable.

The new master of the Soul Palace is more cruel than the previous masters and has a greater desire for souls.

Although there is only one person, the Lord of Turbid Breath controls a large number of monsters. These monsters attack the village like an army, destroying one village after another.

The people in the abandoned land no longer have any expectations for the future, especially the villages near the main altar of the Soul Palace, which are even more dead.

The same is true today. Although I don't know what happened in the main altar of the Soul Palace, the surrounding atmosphere makes people give up hope of survival.

"It's so uncomfortable! I can't breathe!"

"Those devils are finally harvesting our lives."

"Instead of living in fear, it would be better to die like this."

The villagers fell one after another, with a smile on everyone's face. It felt better to die than to live.

While everyone was closing their eyes and waiting to die, a person came to the village. It was none other than Qianxun.

"Don't give up! Someone has come to save you! Don't give up hope!"

Chihiro shouted as she used her magical power to disperse the aura lingering in the village.

Several villages near the main altar of the Soul Palace were all infected by this aura. The aura was suffocating and swallowed up the lives of the villagers.

Chihiro dispersed the energy and revived the villagers.

The villagers' hope was once again raised. They stood up and looked at Qianxun.

Just like a holy mother, the villagers worship her endlessly.

Qianxun didn't delay, this was just a village, she rushed to another village without stopping.

Lingxuan is doing the same thing.

Although I don’t know how many villages I can save, it would be good to be able to save more people.

After getting to know Zhou Ran, Lingxuan was also vaguely influenced by Zhou Ran.

"The Soul Palace is no longer viable! The major forces in the Immortal World have already planned to uproot the Soul Palace! As long as the Soul Palace is destroyed, no one will hunt for souls endlessly!"

Lingxuan's words were more inspiring than Qianxun's.

The villagers who heard this sentence all became excited.

The hopeless mood once again ignited the flames.

Lingxuan did not stay in one village for a long time. He kept going to various villages. As long as he was infected by the aura of the Lord of Turbid Breath, he would come to disperse it.

On the other hand, the battle between the Lord of Turbid Breath and Zhou Ran was also in full swing.

"Have the anger of the ants changed? Are they no longer lambs to be slaughtered?"

In the eyes of the Lord of Turbid Breath, these people living in the abandoned land cannot be called humans at all, but ants and lambs.

After exerting all his strength,

Aura can affect places for miles around.

Anyone who lacks concentration will be dying because of this breath.

The Lord of Turbid Breath did not expect that Zhou Ran's companions gave up the opportunity to join forces to besiege him, and instead went to help ordinary people.

Zhou Ran faced the Lord of Turbid Breath directly and said: "They are not ants, they are all human beings. In comparison, you were created, and they are much nobler than you!"

The unceremonious words made the Lord of Turbid Breath extremely angry.

"Zhou Ran, you asked your companions to help these people, which undoubtedly reduced your own combat power! Soon you will regret your decision, because you will die in my hands!"

The Lord of Turbid Breath sneered.

Zhou Ran shook his head and said: "The reason why my companions follow my instructions is because they know very well that I can defeat you without their help at all."

"That's nonsense!"

The body of the Lord of Turbid Breath is surrounded by dense black balls of light.

These black light balls are all the essence of turbid breath. Not only are they infinitely powerful, they can also infect the human body.

Especially the powerful immortals are extremely difficult to guard against.

What the Lord of Turbid Breath didn't expect was that Zhou Ran, who had been invaded by Turbid Breath, actually used a special method to clear away the Turbid Breath. Although he didn't know how he did it, there was no doubt that Zhou Ran was his strong enemy.

In this case, the Lord of Turbid Breath will naturally not show any signs of neglect.

The black ball of light suddenly changed. It was no longer a ball of light, but became a spider web-like existence.

One by one, black silk threads surrounded the space around Zhou Ran.

"Zhou Ran, you can't escape from these black silk threads. This is where you will die."

The Lord of Turbid Breath said triumphantly, and his body was no longer human.

His body slowly expanded and became a black monster, but this monster was different from the monsters in the abandoned land. It was a monster with self-awareness.

Not only that, this form of the Lord of Turbid Breath was probably the ultimate form of the evolution of Turbid Breath.

Facing the monster-like Lord of Turbid Breath, he was trapped in the spider web and couldn't escape. Zhou Ran calmed down and held the Jade Blood Sword tightly in his hand.

This battle was his last battle with the Lord of Turbid Breath. It was either you or me.

"Zhou Ran, go to hell!"

The Lord of Turbid Breath shouted and rushed towards Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran would not sit still and wait for death. The Jade Blood Sword kept dancing, forming sword shadows. Each sword shadow had the power to destroy the world, enough to resist the attack of the Lord of Turbid Breath.

The two of them were entangled in a fight. Surrounded by the spider web, there was very little space for movement. The battle between the two immortals was carried out in the form of hand-to-hand combat without any magic.