Good.
Among the three being chased, the middle-aged man who was leading them, with a rugged and fierce appearance, was none other than Haote, who had once done Dongfang Jing a favor in the Frozen Forest.
Then.
After parting ways with Dongfang Jing, Haote followed his plan and arrived at a city near the far north.
By chance, he reassembled a seven-person soul beast team, which spent years taking on missions in the far north to hunt soul beasts and hone their skills.
But not long ago, while carrying out a commission, they accidentally unearthed a valuable crystal.
As the team leader, Haote, after consulting with the others, gave the crystal to Baohua, the only female Soul Master in the team.
Who would have thought that human greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant?
One of the teammates couldn't resist his greed and secretly joined forces with four other people to work with another notorious Soul Hunter team to set up this murder and treasure-hunting scheme.
"You bastard!"
Haote stared intently into the encirclement at a man who had once fought alongside him.
That person was the one who most united with his teammates and was the first to betray him.
"We've been working together for four years, and isn't Baohua the most dedicated person in this team?"
"Whenever we get something good, don't we always distribute it to you guys first?"
"It's just a crystal, yet you chose to betray us! You even colluded with others to besiege us, you are truly shameless!"
Haote's chest heaved violently, his voice trembling with anger.
He really misjudged him!
The man who was being scolded avoided eye contact, a hint of guilt flashing across his face, and dared not meet Haote's gaze.
He turned to look at the trembling young man next to Haote and spoke.
"Hey, since we've been teammates for a few years, I'll give you a chance. Come to our side, and we'll spare your life."
Upon hearing this, the young man shuddered violently, his face clearly showing struggle and hesitation.
But that hesitation lasted less than two seconds.
The determination in his eyes vanished, replaced by a resolute look.
The young man ran quickly, almost tumbling and crawling, to the man's side, and joined the ranks of the traitors without hesitation.
Seeing this,
The man then turned his gaze to the short-haired woman named Baohua, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
However, Baohua did not move an inch.
She simply stood silently beside Haote, side by side with him, her face full of solemnity.
Clearly, she wouldn't betray Haote; if they were to die, they would die together.
"Slap, slap, slap."
The refined man clapped lightly, his eyes behind his glasses full of mockery.
"What a loving and devoted couple! I'll grant your wish."
His tone was sarcastic, and his gaze roamed over Haote with unbridled sizing.
"Hote, you've made quite a name for yourself in the surrounding towns since you came to the far north. You must have accumulated quite a bit of wealth over the years, right?"
"He even cultivated from Soul King to Soul Emperor, hehe."
"Brothers, we're going to make a fortune again!"
As the refined man finished speaking, the people around him began to whistle shrilly, their faces etched with greedy smiles, echoing his words.
But suddenly.
"Slap, slap, slap."
Another round of crisp applause rang out.
The crunching sound of footsteps on the snow grew louder and louder as it approached, reaching the ears of everyone present.
Everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.
A silver-haired boy, about 1.8 meters tall but with a youthful appearance, was walking slowly and openly toward them.
He was wearing thick winter clothes and walked with ease, as if he were just taking a stroll in the snow.
A slightly mocking voice rang out from his mouth: "Making a fortune? Dream on."
Upon hearing this, the smile on the refined man's face vanished instantly.
But when he realized that the person who came was just a child who was obviously not an adult, he immediately laughed.
His gaze swept over the boy.
Finally, it settled on the purple prismatic earring that shimmered with a faint light on the other person's earlobe.
As someone who knows his stuff, he could tell at a glance that this item was quite valuable.
The refined-looking man glanced at one of his underlings and gestured with his chin toward Dongfang Jing.
The henchman immediately understood, a sinister smile spreading across his face, and he walked step by step toward Dongfang Jing.
As he walked, he summoned his martial spirit, a dagger gleaming with a cold light.
White, yellow, yellow, yellow, purple,
Five spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, unleashing the aura of a Soul King.
Dongfang Jing merely glanced at him casually before looking away.
He stopped looking at the enemy who was approaching step by step, and instead looked past the crowd and landed on Haote, a gentle smile on his face.
"I never expected to meet you here."
"Long time no see, Brother Haote."
"You...you are...?!"
Haote stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his voice filled with surprise.
His signature silver hair and deep, unique purple eyes left such a deep impression that it was hard not to recognize Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing smiled and nodded.
His gaze swept over the malicious faces around him again, and he suddenly asked a question.
"Brother, do these people have innocent lives on their hands?"
Haote was taken aback upon hearing this, but then he understood what was going on.
He nodded subconsciously and replied in a deep voice, "Four of my teammates are among them... no, former teammates. I don't know them very well."
"As for the others, they are all desperados who spend their lives killing and robbing in the far north."
"I see, I understand now." Dongfang Jing said knowingly.
He raised his hand, moved his wrist, and made a few crisp cracking sounds from his knuckles.
"I don't have much time, let's finish this quickly."
The moment he finished speaking, six extraordinary spirit rings rose up from beneath his feet.
"What?! Soul Emperor?!"
Ignoring everyone's shock, Dongfang Jing lit up his fourth black spirit ring.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Radiant Butterfly Dance."
As he finished speaking, countless blue and pink shards of mirror in the shape of butterflies materialized out of thin air.
They swept towards the entire body of the Eastern Mirror in an orderly fashion, quickly covering it and merging into a magnificent armor flowing with vibrant colors.
Behind him, a pair of huge and dazzling butterfly wings slowly unfolded.
The shape of those wings was almost identical to that of the Illusionary Crystal Butterfly that had been sacrificed for him in the Star Dou Great Forest.
The interplay of light and shadow creates a dreamlike and illusory scene.
Seeing this, the refined man felt he had hit a brick wall.
He was about to say something nice and ask the Soul King underling he had sent to stop.
However, it was all too late.
Whoosh!
Dongfang Jing's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already behind the refined man.
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